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Auctioned by the Mafia 17
I screwed up big. I put myself into this. I don't have any problems with my husband until the mafia isn't attached to him. I'm expecting an impossible thing. It runs in his blood. I bit the corner of my lips. It's midnight. The moon is at the top of our heads. He's holding my hand while walking through the garden toward the door. It's beautiful outside under the moonlight but the dark spots make it look spooky. Anyone could attack us. "So, you won't let me ever go?" I asked. I wanted him to say yes. I wanted to stay with him forever but would he ever value my feelings? "No one's gonna save your ass if you dare to step out of the house without my permission." He said. I stilled in front of me. He frowned, slanting his head to one side. "Then you have to learn to be loyal." My lips flattened. He couldn't show his bossy attitude though it scared me. He scoffed and luckily, it wasn't directed at me. "Then, you don't like her." He asked.
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My stomach is twisted in knots, my pulse can't stop racing. I woke up many times in the night from the nightmares. There was blood everywhere, he was holding the gun, grinning like the most evil person in my dreams. Strangely, he stayed with me the entire night, patting my back while I clung to his chest, the person who caused all this. He's the only one to calm me down. My rebellious nature caused this. Isn't it? I was glad that I woke up alone in the room. I began to pace the floor again. No thought occurred. My hands are still shaking. I'm wearing baggy clothes. I don't want him to look at me and want him interested in any way though he has seen every part of me. Warning prickles along the back of my neck. He's here. The door opened showing him. He licks his lips, and my gaze follows, admiring the sinful glisten his tongue left behind. Heat drifts along my skin, and I can’t stop myself from thinking how strikingly stunning he is, even though I have w
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I slapped the picture on the desk. I don't need one. Marcus has already checked every detail of her family. Her father's parents are still alive and staying away from the hustle and bustle of city life. Her grandparents are unaware of her presence in the world. They are innocent hardworking people and staying with their elder son and his wife and their two sons who have moved out of the house and are staying in New York. And her mother, that grabbed my attention. There's no record of her before her wedding with her father, Connor Hill. Only a powerful person like us could wipe this out. Today my wife said she saw her. I believe her. She could fake her death too. But why? "Why the fuck you called us, Man?" Ivan snorted. I stared at him coldly. Marcus kept his hooded gaze at me from behind the rim. He understands me more than Ivan. "What is it?" He thudded the glass down. "Clara said she saw her mother today." Tha
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Three of us entered the club. It’s eerily quiet in our club. My father likes to run it according to his ways. The music played in low voice, neon lights dancing on the dance floor and there was nobody except some guards and us. Everything reflects wealth here. We took the stairs to the VIP hall. It was closed today. No ear to overhear us. "She's glad here." Ivan muttered. I can understand his feelings now when I'm in love with the girl I was watching from afar for the last fifteen months. "Your father..." Marcus smirked. "I don't have a word. What about fucker." He arched his brows at him. "Call whatever you want to. He's being a pain in the ass." Ivan clenched his hands on the banister, looking down at the empty dance floor. Sighing, he moved toward the bar. I tapped my fingers impatiently against the cold metal. "What did you find, Mark?" I didn't have patience when it included my wife. She smiles but the ping in her eyes tig
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I glanced at the door for the hundredth time and then my gaze swept on the hanging wall. It's almost twelve and there's no sign of him. I thought to call him many times but I don't want hopes rising within me. He bought me the best things, including a phone and a laptop. I never used them. I don't have anyone to call. I know Willow and she's staying with us and my husband, he always comes around whenever I need him. I wanted to be with Willow but she insisted that I stay here until she finished her talk with Donovan. This was the last place I wanted to be. But Willow wanted to be the bridge between them that would lead their family to the path of peace. I stopped pacing in the guest room. My head turned to the door as I heard the footsteps. I'm frightened because Vincenzo doesn't know anything about my visit. Mother agreed to Willow's plan; it made our walk out of the house easy. I broke the rules my husband warned me to follow all the time. The
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Marcus pulled the car. Ivan didn't wait for him to stop and opened the door and jumped out. His gun was already clenched in his hands. I opened the door. When I was about to get down, a hand curled around my shoulder. "You look impossibly calm. It's not you. We're a family." He told me. "I want to burn down everything but it wouldn't calm the hell down within me. I'll decide what to do with them after seeing her, holding her to my chest. I'll give them tenfold of every fucking torture of this world." I snarled under my breath, my eyebrows scrunched in exasperation. I'm feeling hollow within me. And a strong need to spill the blood is driving me to the edge. Her scared face halted my monster waiting for the right time. We hurried our steps inside the hall. My feet slowed down smelling the crimson in the air. I slid my hand under my coat and took out the knife. "Guards are dead. I should understand when there was no one at the door. I'm
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My mind quickly worked through the fog I felt after opening my eyes. Pitch dark surrounded me. I've been abducted from Donovan's house. I hope Willow will be fine. Every time I drew a deep sigh, I didn't smell lavender in our room, but dirt around me. I could feel the cold floor against my bare thighs. This isn't good. I should be back home. Disappointment and sadness replaced fear when the door cracked open. "Ah! See, who's up?" Her excited tone startled me. She leaned against the door and kept looking at me with her dark smile. She's not good. I blinked a few times against the light. My headache was a good distraction. I scanned the room. It was an empty and dull room, with no paint, and no decoration. Ghost room. "Untie me." I glared at her, realizing that my hands and feet were tied. She chuckled more, shaking her head. "Someone is eagerly waiting for you to wake up." She paced in the room in her pointed red heels. I
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The continued tapping of fingers on my shoulder and someone calling me 'Doll' broke my sleep. His brown eyes were staring at me down, a frown was covering his forehead. I opened my eyes, blinking. A smile grasped his mouth. "You woke up. Let's play." He grabbed my wrist. I was still struggling to clear the web of my sleep. I stumbled but his grip was impossibly strong. The tapping of his fingers was also strong. What could have happened to him? Did she do something to him? He pulled down and I saw many toys surrounding me. He must have purchased a full shop. "There, you can take her." He shoved the doll in my lap and grabbed his two soldier-looking toys. "What are you doing?" My voice was groggy. "It's you." He poked his finger in the stomach of the doll. He lifted his left hand. "My brother and me." He lifted his right hand. "Me. We're good people. Some bad people took you away. We'll come to save you." He said. A smile craw
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Auctioned by the Mafia EPILOGUE
"Thank you, doctor." I smiled up at him as I folded my arms. "Welcome, Miss Clara." He bowed and left the room immediately. Sylvia and Willow are staying with me, helping me with the wedding preparations. Though, they don't need to get themselves tired. Edwardo and my husband have hired a team. But I'm glad to see they wanted to make sure that everything was perfect. Edwardo was leaning against the door frame. He nodded at him as the doctor bowed while walking out the door. "Dinner time, Sister." He said. I got on my feet. There is something strange about his posture. "What is it?" I asked him, pacing forward. "Your wedding dress is here." He said. My brows furrowed. Vincenzo told me to pick whatever I wanted, including decorations. "But Willow said it would be here in the morning," I asked him. "That, too." He shrugged as he held out his arm from me. "I didn't get it." I muttered to him as I curled my arm around
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He kissed the side of my head as he sat next to me on the swing. He stared at me and then at the sea. "I like city life." He said. "I like everything," I smiled brightly. "Your smile explained. I don't need words for this. But.." He turned to face me. "Are you sure you wanna be his wife?" He asked. Worry flashed in his eyes. "I'm already his wife, Ed." I blinked my lashes. Why were we discussing this topic? "You're worried about me?" I asked him. "Dad always talked about you. I never thought I would have a sister. But it feels good to take care of a calm and sensible young sister instead of a brat younger brother." We shared a laugh. But it went silent immediately. "Tell me something about him?" I asked. "Our father?" He asked. I nodded instantly. "He wasn't like other mafia fathers. He treated us like a normal father does." He said with a soft smile. "Other mafia fathers?" It frightened me, contemplating Vincenzo not tre
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Something was brushing against my cheeks in a tender way. My lips curled up in a soft smile as I curved on my back, moving closer to the touch. Instead, fingers ran through my hair. My smile deepened as it brought me out of my sleepiness. Sylvia's face flashed at the back of my head, and her words sending me back to my mother echoed in my head. Fear lashed through me. "No! No! Don't send me to her." I let out a high-pitched, panicked shout. I woke up with a startle. Marcus knew about my pregnancy. Willow is safe. Sylvia and her son are in danger. My head is filled with a lot of things. My big eyes snapped at him. The fingers that were running through my hair, cupped the side of my face. I stared into his amber eyes. His gaze calmed over me. "You're not going anywhere." He said, running his thumb on my cheek. "Her child! She would kill him." I tasted my salty tears. "They're safe." He drew his face closer as he rubbed his nose
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"Don't let anyone come near the house." I told them. I wanted to strangle Sylvia, but Marcus's feelings for him deterred me. He walked into the hall with an everything-fine mask over his face. "Where are you appointing me?" He asked with a smirk. The pain in his eyes is replaced with confusion today. He handles the situation better instead of his emotions letting him guide him. "My brothers are bosses. They don't need instructions." I told him, motioning at Pete to leave us alone. They bowed and left immediately. Ron, our doctor knocked on the open door. "Boss?" He looks between us, sensing that it's the wrong timing. "I can come later." He said. I shook my head. "I want you to give my wife something that will send her into a deep sleep for a few hours." I told him. "But ma'am is pregnant, boss?" Ron gulped. "I'm aware. I don't want her to hear a single gunshot." I told him. Marcus cursed under his breath and ran his
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A sickness formed in the pit of my belly and my heart started racing as I saw Marcus pressing the gun to her cheek. He could do that. They could kill without remorse. She is beautiful with soft blue eyes, golden hair, tall and fit figure. Her long silver dress looked expensive. She looked like a woman on a mission. Marcus wasn't controlling his anger. I feared he'd kill her. I don't wanna see another act of violence after seeing what my mother did to me and the women she captured, and abducted. "I can explain." She says not fearing that the gun is pressed to her. "I don't fucking trust you." I always thought Marcus was rude and in anger most of the time. He was surprised like my husband. He's furious today and can pull the trigger. "What's happening?" I asked, He glanced at me and flashed his soft smile. "Patience, wife." He muttered. I swallowed. Was this situation normal to him? His smile explained I didn't need word
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My body froze seeing a dead person walking toward us. I tightened my hold on her wrist as I pulled her behind me. Dead people didn't walk toward you to greet you but to take your happiness away. No one knew the way to our islands, not even Sylvia and Willow, until someone betrayed us. And that people were already dead. She stood in front of me a foot away. She was still beautiful, even more, the day I saw her in the club that night. "Capo!" She breathed out softly. She flashed her soft smile my way. She was always scared of me. Willow mostly reminded me of her the way she jumped hearing my voice suddenly. But this woman seemed bold, not even her eyes were betraying her. A fearless woman is always dangerous. "When did this miracle start to happen?" I smirked at her. I am already prepared for unpredictable things. This wasn't even in my nightmare. What kind of a game could it be? Whatever, they're not getting a single reaction from m
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Giving myself a second to breathe a sigh of relief, I drifted my gaze around. Vincenzo didn't leave my side yesterday. After dolling up, when I stepped into the hallway of the room, it was only me. I didn't hear him leaving the house. I wanted to see Willow but Vincenzo said they needed time. Ivan lost his father. It gave me one more reason to point at my mother. She and her troop weren't near good. I tried to keep myself awake, fearing that a stranger would show up and take me away from my safe zone. I gulp in fear. What my mother would have done to the people consumed my thoughts. I always wanted to be like her. I'm glad I am not. I braced myself to spend time alone. My mother's bad deeds are haunting me. I paced out of the room. My heart pounded and my feet halted. "We need to pay much attention to the security." Marcus's voice reached me. "It's not our security system. But people who crossed us and met their death. I want
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My patience was thinning. It has been more than two hours waiting for them. My stare grew hardened on him. "I trust my brother. Our sister was the last wish of our father. No one messed up Father's last wish." Enzo snorted. He fished his phone out with a snort. He hoisted it up after clicking on the display. "Ed," He said out loud. I was about to yank his phone away. Clara must be with him. Marcus grabbed me by the arm. "Let him talk." "My wife. I don't know where she is." I rubbed my temple. Fisting my hands, stopping myself from punching someone. "She's with her brother." He lowered his voice. I stared at Enzo. "A brother. She never met. We don't know a thing about them." My lips flattened. "They're a few seconds away. Some motorcycle guys are chasing them and a black SUV. Should I consider you - bosses prepared or do you need special time?" Enzo asked, lifting his brows. I wanted to wipe off his smirk. "
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Dread froze me. Tina wasn't lying. Some girls next to me were naked and some were barely covering themselves. There was one thing common between us. Fear and tears in our eyes. I was the only one with clothes from my chest to my thighs. There wasn't much light but excluded the stage. The spotlights were falling over us. Lusty gazes were catching our every moment. There were whistles and dirty words could be heard aiming at us. They lined us up. Gena, my mother's sister, is standing proudly behind the hostess wearing a silky dress with stripes. I wanted to wipe off her evil haughty smile and wanted her to push into the deep well where I sure couldn't come out of it Including my mother and every evil person present here. Anger washed through my blood seeing most of the girls in chains. I wanted someone to slap me so I could break this nightmare and return to reality. This was the worst situation I could get myself into. I turned to run away. But His
