"I do not love him, Viola. I do not want to be with him" Rosana sighed in irritation. She was now feeling better but her throat still burned. "This is a living hell, a nightmare!"
Viola sighed. She understood Rosana's plight more than anyone else and saw the sadness in her eyes. But she couldn't do or say anything to make her feel at ease.
"Allen and I met in Senior High. It was love at first sight, Viola and it was wonderful" She smiled and continued. "We fell madly in love and couldn't stay away from each other. Because of that, we enrolled in the same University and luckily, we both graduated top of our different classes."
"He always wanted to come over to Italy and meet my parents but I was a bit scared. Scared that my father would only approve of him if he agreed to join the Mafia too. I was scared of losing him like my brother"
"Does it mean he never knew about your family?" Viola asked and Rosana nodded.
"He only knew that my father was a businessman and he was always busy. Allen does not even know about my family or where we live." Rosana paused and stared at the engagement ring Allen had given to her. "Now, I feel I made a very wrong decision. I should never have kept any secrets from him."
"Do you think it would have made any difference? You were betrothed a long time ago. Don't you think your father would have ordered you to terminate your relationship with him?"
Rosana thought about it and sighed. Viola was right. If her father had found out about their relationship then, he would've forced her to terminate it or he would've married her off to Sergio at a very tender age.
Speaking of Sergio, Rosana had not seen him for the past four days. She remained in her room to avoid running to him and was even more relieved when he didn't try to come after her.
Viola had informed her that most times, he vanished for weeks. He owned other houses and could choose to stay wherever he wanted. Rosana was a little bit relieved. She wished he'd vanish this time and never return until she had managed to escape.
"I would love to go to the mall," Rosana said, changing the topic. She stood up and walked over to her wardrobe. "All the clothes in here are black"
"Oh! We could go when the Don returns, My Lady"
Rosana huffed and rolled her eyes. Of course. Viola always had the perfect reply to every question and Rosana was starting to think she wanted her to remain trapped in there.
"Why can't I go now he's away?" Whenever she didn't respond, Rosana turned to look at her. "You think I will escape?"
"No... My Lady..."
"Oh yes, you think I will run? That is why you have been keeping me in and not giving me access to some certain things"
"My Lady..."
Rosana crossed her arms beneath her bre@sts and walked to the middle of the room. So that was it, she thought. She couldn't believe that Viola was not on her side. Well, why would she be when she was working for the devil?
"Did you see what he did to me four days ago? How he almost ripped my throat out? He did not care if he was choking the life out of me, Viola. He left me to die."
Viola dropped to her knees and lowered her head. "I am sorry, My Lady, I am just doing my job. If I make a single mistake, the Don, your husband will have my head."
"Look, I understand," She sighed and went to stand in front of Viola. "No matter how this is, I am not going to put your life in danger. I can never escape the Don and you know it. Even if I do, he will comb the whole world, just to find me."
She walked over to the window and looked outside like she did over the past few days. The Don's suite was in the upper part of the mansion and very far from the ground. She had thought of lunging out of the window countlessly but it wouldn't work. She'd fall and break her bones before she got the chance to escape.
But that didn't stop her just looking. From the top, she could see the ground floor and all the corners. But they were guarded by so many soldiers.
"You should stop worrying, Viola, I am not running away. This is my fate and I'm starting to embrace it"
On hearing that, Viola was alleviated. She was so perturbed and refused to leave Rosana's side because she was scared that she'll try to escape. From the stories she told about her lover, Viola had concluded that she'll do anything to escape Sergio, just to be with him.
"Thank you, My Lady"
"I am so hungry, Viola. Please get me my food"
"Yes, My Lady" Viola stood to her feet and bowed before exiting the room.
When Rosana was sure she had gone off, she leaned closer and looked down. If she could only find a way down there, there's nothing that would stop her from running away.
Allen returned to his hotel room after another unsuccessful day, trying to find Rosana. Where could she be? He wondered.
Before taking the flight down to Italy, he had rushed over to her apartment and searched for some significant documents that would lead him to her house. After he arrived, he went straight to the location only to find it deserted. Not a single soul was found.
He decided to ask around, using her pictures but no one recognized her. He didn't give up and kept trying for four more days. Still, no positive result.
His phone started ringing, shattering into his thoughts. When he saw the caller, he sighed and palmed his forehead. It's been four days already and everyone at home was worried about him.
"Hi, Mum!"
"Holy gracious Lord, Allen! Finally you answered your phone!" Samantha cried. She was so worried. "Where did you run off to, huh? Where have you been these past few days? Why did you refuse to pick up our calls? Where are you, Allen?"
There were too many questions and he didn't know which one to answer first. "Mum... I'm fine. I'm in Italy..."
"Don't you dare lie that it's a business trip, Allen! Your secretary informed us that you just took off without words"
"Yes mum, it isn't a business trip." He paused and sighed. "I came to find Rosa"
There was a short pause.
"Goodness... Have you found her? Tell me you're on your way back with her"
"No Mum..."
"Wait, what? Are you planning on staying there with her? Oh, come on Allen"
He would have laughed if that was true but it was the opposite. He couldn't even find her. And she had not given him a call or replied to any of his numerous messages.
"Mum, it's not that. I've not found her. No calls, no messages, no nothing, Mum." He stood up from the bed and walked over to the window. "I don't know what else to do. What if..."
He paused and took a deep breath. No, he wasn't going there. He had tried so hard to avoid thinking about Rosana with another man. He had tried to avoid thinking that she ditched him for some Italian dude, just like his mother had said.
His Rosa will never do that.
She loved him and promised never to leave.
"Just come back home, Honey. We miss you and we're all waiting for you. Just come back, we'll figure it out"
"Alright, Mum. I'll take the night flight"
United States Of America
"Boss, we have the document," Alfonso confirmed and opened the envelope. "And we have good news too"
Sergio didn't reply. He just relaxed on the seat enjoying the blowjob given to him by a Blondie. She used her hands and her mouth perfectly, giving him exactly what he needed after shedding so much bloød. He had arrived in America four days ago to take care of business.
"He is from California, 27 years old, he manages his father's company and is also building his own. He recently got engaged to Rosana Marcello and was planning their wedding. They've been together for 5 years."
Alfonso paused and watched him. Even with his eyes closed, he knew he was paying close attention to the details.
"The good news is that he is in Italy. He arrived three days ago and has been searching around for your wife. What do you need me to do, Boss? I could pass a call and the men will get him"
Sergio stood up and went to stand in front of the window. "You can not strike when he has not committed an offense"Alfonso nodded in agreement. "I am sorry, Boss, I misinterpreted your order""We leave first thing tomorrow. Get the soldatos ready" [Soldiers]"Yes, Boss"************[Next Day]After having breakfast, Rosana decided to take a walk around the mansion. Since she arrived days ago, no one showed her around. She didn't even know most places in the building.Viola followed behind her, acting as a tour guide. She showed her all the places she needed to know and warned her against the places she wasn't allowed to enter."That building over there is a cell."Rosana paused and stared at the building which was far away from the mansion. "A cell? Why is there a cell here?""I do not know, My Lady. But it is not a good and decent place for anyone" "Then why is it here? What happens there?"Viola lowered her head and refused to say a word. She was always afraid of being around Ros
"Noooo! Let me go!!!" Rosana screamed as she was being taken away by Sergio's men. "Let me go!!!" She couldn't struggle or fight with them because they were more powerful. All she could do was scream and beg in tears but all of those fell on deaf ears. Sergio had given a command and there was no backing down. As the men kept dragging her with them, Alfonso appeared from a corner, causing them to halt. He made eye contact with them and they quickly got the message by stepping away from her. She took deep breaths and turned to glare at the men who now stood with their heads bent. She was relieved that they had finally taken their hands off her. Maybe Sergio changed his mind, she thought. "If you would excuse me, I will love to go back to my room!" She said to no one in particular and turned to leave. Before she knew what was happening, Alfonso took a step forward and pressed a white handkerchief to her nose. There was no time to struggle because her eyes rolled to the back of her he
Early the next morning, Rosana prepared and got down from breakfast. She was used to eating alone in the big dining room without Sergio or anyone. After taking her seat, the maids rushed out and began to serve her.She started eating quietly, relishing how calm the environment was. Sergio must've traveled with few of his men, she reckoned. Then his mother, Munika, and the Mistress were hard to come by. What did she look like? Rosana wondered.Was she an older woman or a young lady like her? Was she beautiful and curvy and tall? Did she have beautiful eyes? What did a man like Sergio see in her? Rosana shook her head immediately, clearing off the thought. She shouldn't be thinking about all of that. She was even gratified that Sergio had a Mistress whom he sought whenever he wanted. At least he never pestered her for sêx. That was the last thing she wanted. "I see you are eating all alone"Rosana looked up in surprise and forced a smile. "Yes."Munika hummed in response and looked aro
Rosana took a shower and sat to have breakfast in her room. After the last encounter with Munika, she ceased eating in the dining room. It was more like she was avoiding any contact with her. Munika didn't trust her and she knew that perfectly well. But what she couldn't understand was why. Why would she ask about her motives if she trusted her? Why would she ask her to run away? After eating, Viola cleared the table and left the room, leaving her to herself once again. She went over to the window and stood to stare outside. She was now a prisoner, she thought. Why would her father want this for her? Even after knowing the kind of man Sergio De Niro was, he still went along and forced her to marry him. And her mother... Rosana couldn't stop wondering how she was feeling. For the past month, she had not heard anything from her mother or her father. They abandoned her, she thought to herself as tears welled up in her eyes. If something bad happened to her, her father wouldn't care. B
"Do you like my surprise, Amore mio?"Rosana was speechless. She couldn't accept any of it. This isn't real, she kept telling herself. Her Allen was in California, probably at work or home. This person sitting right here and looking lifeless wasn't Allen. It couldn't be him."Allen... Allen!!!" She rushed over and tried to save him but she couldn't. The ropes were too tight. "Allen, it's me. It's your Rose. Please wake up!"She cupped his face in her palms and sobbed quietly. She still couldn't believe any of it was real. Her Allen being tied up, the bruises, the blood... She couldn't believe any of it.Standing to her feet, she turned to face Sergio who had been quiet the whole time. Her eyes were red and filled with so much hatred. "What did you do to him, you shameless monster?""Take these robes off him. Let him go, please!""And why should I?" Sergio asked and walked further into the room with both hands tucked inside his trouser pocket. "I just want to know the man you love so mu
"Rosana!" Munika called out with a fake smile. She was surprised to see her approaching them quietly. "Sei bellissima" [You look so beautiful!]"Grazie!" Rosana was dressed in a long black slitted gown that hugged her body perfectly. Her blonde hair was neatly tied to the back, giving her a beautiful look. "Let's go!" She took a deep breath and walked over to him. When she noticed him staring at her with dark metallic eyes, she shivered. Why was he looking at her that way? She wondered. Was her look not up to his taste? She had not even applied so much makeup. A little powder, eyeshadow, mascara, and red lipstick were all she used for the night. But with the way Sergio was staring at her, she had the urge to run up to her room and wipe everything off.Why did she even wear make-up? It's not like she was going on a date with Allen or attending a party. She was going out with Sergio, a man who was more than a devil. A man who could kill without second thoughts or any emotions."Ro?"
Rosana moaned low in her throat and turned on the bed only to meet another body lying beside her. She smiled in her sleep and gently placed her hand on Sergio's hard chest, caressing him.She could still feel the distance between them so she inched closer and flattened her hand on his chest. Slowly, she lowered it to his stomach and grazed his abs and biceps with her fingertips. His body felt so... Perfect, she thought in her sleep.But Allen's body had never been like that.He didn't have a hard chest or biceps and abs and stomach muscles. He never considered workouts so he was plain. But he was still very much handsome and she loved him that way although she wished he had the body of most male models she saw on television and in magazines. She kept lowering her hand, knowing how much Allen loved waking up to her touches. When she reached his crotch, she palmed him through the fabric of his trousers, running her palm over his length, from tip to base. She moved her hand upwards and
After breakfast, Rosana retreated to her room, wondering what suddenly changed with Sergio. He took her out for dinner, shared the same bed with her, and also had breakfast with her. Was it a coincidence that it all happened after he forced her to end things with Allen? That monster, she huffed and went to stand in front of the window. How could he start acting nice toward her after he had crushed her world? Not only her world, hers and Allen's. They were going to have a better future together not until he came and blew everything away. Her mind drifted to Allen and she sighed despondently. Without being told, she knew he was so miserable. They had made so many promises to each other but she ended up breaking hers. "My Lady?" Carmencita called out from behind and Rosana turned immediately. She had called for the older woman. "Oh, Carmen, you are here!" "I told you I will be here whenever you need me" Rosana smiled and went to sit on the bed. She was glad to finally have someone t
Enzo's mind reeled, struggling to process the revelation. The past and present collided, threatening to upend everything—the secrets she'd kept, the lies she'd told, and the truths she'd hidden, partially exposed. What more could she have hidden from him?Rio, oblivious to the turmoil raging within Enzo, happily jumped up from his seat. "Catch me if you can!" Then, he ran off.Enzo, familiar with the game, stood up and ran after him, trying to catch him. The sun-drenched playground echoed with Rio's laughter as they chased after each other. Suddenly, Rio's eyes sparkled with excitement, and he waved enthusiastically."Mammà! My Mammà is here!" As Enzo's gaze followed him, his blood ran cold. Frozen in place, he watched as Lucretia walked towards the playground, her strides elegant, as always. She scanned the playground and once she found Rio, she smiled softly. "There you are!" The boy sprinted toward her with a ball in hand. "Mammà, come see! I made a new friend, he saved me from
Rio stepped out of the room, his small frame trembling. He had watched the scene unfold through the window and though he hadn't seen everything, he knew the unknown man had saved him. He had defeated the bad man who now lay motionless on the ground.Enzo, sensing his presence, shifted his gaze from the lifeless man. His eyes locked on Rio and for a moment, he froze. Those eyes... They were identical to Lucretia's, deep green.His expression faltered as a flicker of emotion crossed his face. The resemblance was uncanny—the same deep green that had haunted him for months. Memories came flooding back, but he locked them away and hardened his expression."Are you okay?" He asked and Rio nodded, taking small steps forward. "You should not be out here""Yes. Nana Silvana said to stay inside, but then, the bad man came." Nana Silvana? Enzo had thought the woman was the boy's mother. "You are safe now.""And the... And the bad man?"Enzo's expression softened. "He will never harm you again,
"Once I'm gone, lock the door from the inside," Silvana instructed Rio, her expression serious. "Do not go outside. Do you understand?""Yes, Nana." He nodded solemnly."Remember, do not open the door for anyone except your Mammà or me." "Yes, Nana," Rio replied, his brows furrowed with concern. "Is Mammà alright? I saw bruises on her face this morning"Silvana's face softened. Despite Lucretia's attempt to hide from the boy, he had noticed the bruises anyway. "She is... alright, dear, you do not have to worry about her. That is why you must stay safe inside and keep the door locked. I will be back in no time"With a reassuring smile, Silvana departed and Rio obediently did as instructed, his mind filled with worry. His mother's changed behavior troubled him and the fact that she wasn't herself anymore. The past few months had been filled with hushed conversations between Aunt Silvana and his mother who often whispered of "Paying the price" and that "He's coming for her." Rio could
NEXT MORNING~Lucretia stood at her kitchen sink, bracing herself against the cool countertop. The trembling of her hands subsided slowly as she gripped the edge of the sink, her head bowed in exhaustion. She couldn't sleep the whole night as the image of the men who had attacked her kept flashing in her mind, including the mysterious man who had saved her. Her thoughts swirled, reliving the terror of the alley. Each memory triggered a fresh wave of fear that made her stomach churn. She retched, but nothing came up. Her fingers instinctively went to the tender skin of her neck where Domingo had gripped her and she winced at the haunting memories it brought back.Enzo should've killed her at once, instead of letting her live. She had felt the life draining out of her when he encircled his fingers on her throat, but then his hands had fallen limp as he slipped away.Attempting to calm her racing heart, she forced herself to breathe deeply. If not for the mysterious stranger, she'd be g
"No, it isn't!" Lucretia gritted and darted towards the narrow gap between two dumpsters. Before she could make it through, she was grasped by the hair and tossed harshly to the ground."Always thinking you're fucking smart" Domingo laughed and walked over to where she was now struggling to raise herself from the ground. He crouched in front of her and grasped her hair, pulling her head backward so she was now looking into his face."But you're not!" He added and landed a hard slap on her face that sent her back to the ground."What the fuck do you want from me?!?""From you? Oh, everything!" He replied languidly and grasped hair one more time."Why? I did as you fucking asked!""That's what I thought. Until I found out the mission was unsuccessful, you fucking failed" He responded and smacked her on the cheek once more. "And he is alive!"Lucretia spat our blood as she struggled to get up from the ground. "He's fucking dead, I saw it, you saw it. Unless you were fucking blind"Domin
The leather strap cracked against Alberto's back, the sound echoing through the room. His cries were all that was heard, his pleas for mercy drowned out by the relentless cracking of the belt. "You should have taken the throne," Sergio repeated, each word punctuated by another strike. His expression remained impassive, his eyes glinting with cold intensity.In rapt silence, the men who had been ordered out of the meeting room and the soldiers watched, witnessing Alberto's public downfall. They all knew Sergio was merely toying with him. An actual fight would've ended in minutes, with Alberto broken and covered in bruises. But instead of using his fists, the Don had chosen to wield his belt as a tool of discipline.The measured strikes, the steady pace, and Sergio's unruffled demeanor served as a potent reminder of his unshakable power and authority. This wasn't about vengeance, neither was it a punishment. It was a deliberate showcase of his supremacy."Please... forgive me! I am you
•••TWO WEEKS LATER••• ☠️🏴☠️THE CAPITAL🏴☠️☠️The door to the meeting room swung open, and Sergio walked in, his presence grasping attention. He was dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit, his shirt crisp and white, his tie knotted to perfection. But it wasn't his impeccable attire that drew the eye. It was the cold aura that swirled around him like a dark cloud.As he entered, the room seemed to grow colder, the air thickening with an almost discernable sense of fear. The mafia members, dressed in tailored suits, felt a shiver run down their spines as their hearts raced in unison.Hastily, they scrambled to their feet with their heads bowed in terror and their eyes fixed on the floor. Not a sound was made and not a muscle twitched, as they froze in place. Sergio's gaze swept the room, his eyes lingering on each member. His face remained calm, but his eyes burned with an icy intensity that seemed to pierce the very souls of those before him.With deliberate slowness, he made
"It's a miracle!" The Doctor exclaimed, snapping him out of his thoughts. "The Don is awake, and we owe it to these two little champions"A sudden shiver ran down his spine, as though a cold breeze had swept through the room. But it wasn't the temperature that caused the shiver—it was the unmistakable sensation of being watched.He could feel a pair of eyes digging into his back, boring into his skin. The sensation was familiar, yet it sent a trail of shivers down his spine. Without turning around, Sergio listened to the Doctor who continued talking. As Sergio finally turned to face the room, his breath hitched in his throat. His eyes locked onto Rosana's, and time seemed to stand still. She was standing just a few feet away, her teary blue eyes fixed on him with an intensity that made his heart skip a beat. The children were with her, but his gaze was drawn only to Rosana—his Bambolina.In that moment, nothing else mattered. Not the questions, not the doubts, not the fears. All that
In the depths of Sergio's subconscious, he had heard a faint whisper that echoed through the darkness. It was a soft, insistent voice, a gentle tug on the seams of his mind."Papà!""Daddy, wake up!" "We want you to eat lunch with us!"The voice was like a ray of sunlight, piercing the fog that shrouded his awareness. His subconscious stirred, ever so slightly, as the twins' words resonated deep within him. The voice grew louder, urgent, and more like a chorus."Please, Daddy, wake up! We miss you! We miss sharing your favorite sandwich with you!"Sergio's subconscious began to stir, like a sleeping giant awakening from a deep slumber. Memories of laughter, sunny days, and family meals together began to surface, tantalizingly out of reach.The twins' voices grew more insistent, piercing the veil of his unconsciousness. "Daddy, we love you! Come back to us!"At that moment, something shifted deep within his mind. A spark of recognition. As he slowly emerged from the darkness, it felt