[ Arielle ]“I have three rules for you to listen and imprint on your mind like a holy hymn, Arielle.” Vincent said breaking the thick tension in the air. I was curled on the seat he asked me to sit.His deep footsteps echoed in the silenced room.“I need words, Principessa.” He repeated, his voice full of annoyance.“I am listening.” I said if he needed me to agree to his slavery.“Good, I am not going to repeat this again.” He said again in a demeaning tone, “There are some certain rules set by my ancestors for everyone. I follow them because they are necessary to maintain the balance.” He said rounding my chair like a predator.“If I don’t follow them, I might get killed?” I finished for him in a question form.“I won’t coin it as ‘killed’. There are other punishments which are scarier than death.” He answered my question.I sat quietly and waited for him to read his rulebook for me.“My first rule, never disrespect or object to me in a public place. You saw earlier that even my ow
[ Arielle ]“What am I going to do with all these clothes?” I sighed looking at the stack of bags on my bed. Povetta and Lilliana forced me to buy countless dresses of my choice in all the luxury brand stores in the city. How could I tell them that I was only allowed to spend a meagre amount of money on myself before. Branded clothes were only given to me during parties and auctions.“This is not even one percent of what Italian wives buy, Signora. You’re lucky that you got excess to the stock which isn’t launched in the market yet. Trust me, all the women during the upcoming gala will be envy of you. They’re very provocative when it comes to something rare and unreachable.” Emily said to me and I turned to look at her with scrutinized eyes.“Really?” I shook my head, “Such materialistic things don’t matter to me. I only love my freedom, it’s priceless for me.” I replied and stretched my arms.“Freedom is priceless for you because it’s unreachable.” Emily stated.I was speechless, it
[ Vincent ]Violence, blood, treachery, deception, lies and uncertainty.This is the normalcy in my day-to-day life. There’s nothing mundane or more humane things about me. I wake up with new targets and challenges to meet and when I comes back to the bed, I often have blood on my hands.“What are you going to do with this Wilson lad?” Stefano asked me as we seated leisurely in the warehouse. I lit his cigar and poured myself my favourite whiskey to cool off my brain.He is the closest I can call a friend. Our similar age can be the reason. We grew up and trained together until I was sent to the States by his father, the former Capo.“I haven’t decided yet. A part of me wants to lock him here forever. I wonder how a snob like Desmond fathered two incompetent sons. They’re going to cause his downfall before he reaches his grave.” I said glancing over the small cell where I had kept my second prize that I demanded from Desmond soon after the wedding.He’s the leash I have over Desmond.
[ Arielle ]“You’re looking breathtaking, Ma’am. I am not flattering, it’s true. The Capo won’t be able to take his eyes off you and so the others.” Emily, who was helping me to slipped into my heels, praised me.I agreed with her compliment though I am not sure about her latter comment. A beauty can’t fascinate Vincent De Niro. We were in Florance, it was a private suite in a seven star hotel. I could see the city down me. The royal blue dress in mermaid style perfectly hugging my curves, it’s intricate embroidery and design screamed wealth and elegance. I had never seen a beauty dress like this. Vincent sent a diamond and emerald necklace to wear. My over all appearance made me look more mature and womanly.“Are you ready, Signora?” My bodyguard asked me, his eyes were at the floor. No other men dare to look at me except Vincent himself and Marcello, of course.Marcello was with Vincent. For a weird reason, I missed him messing with my patience level.“Yes.” I nodded. I was nervous,
[ Arielle ]Vincent didn’t leave me even for a nano-second as he engrossed himself in serious conversation with different group of men. I just had to stand by his side and smile in response when someone looked at me. I didn’t understand a word they said. To be honest, I felt like an outcast among all Italian men and women.“I want to use washroom.” I whispered to him, I was afraid since I interrupted him in between a dialogue with an old man.He tilted his head to look at me, his face didn’t give away anything but he slowly loosened his grip around my waist.“Marcello, take her to the restroom and ensure that you stay around.” He instructed my personal nanny. I felt embarrassed when the other men chuckled.“Women always make us kneel when it comes to protect them. It is the hardest part of our profession.” The Italian man said in his broken English so I could understand his sarcasm.“Surely, they need our protection, Mr. Gionni because men can not be trusted. So, it’s not the women’s
[ Vincent ]“You invited Walsh, am I hearing the right news, Mr. Bianchi?” I asked the sly man who was sipping his drink in a silver ware.“Si, I invited him. What’s the catch, Vincent?” He raised his eyes at me and it took me every single fibre in my body to control my anger.“I want him as soon as your shit show is over, Bianchi. You know I have been looking out for him for a long time. I can’t allow him to slip away from my grip again. Do not root your friendship with him. It won’t be good for your health and your business.” I gave him a silent warning.“Are you threatening me, Mr. De Niro because my business also fruits you.” He tried to challenge me.Before I could say something, a group of men joined us. They were the English.“May we join the conversation if the gentlemen?” Edward Whitford, the English mafia lord asked us.I knew they wanted to talk about the same problem that is Faolan Walsh. He has his eyes on the English networks and it’d be a direct threat for Edward.“Faol
[ Arielle ]The thirty minutes ride from the event venue to the hotel was invaded by silence. I was sent back to the hotel by Vincent when I was enjoying the only thing I liked in the event; the food. My appetite died when Vincent told me to leave urgently. He looked tensed but his face was hard to express his emotions.“Order something from the hotel, Signora. I know you’re still hungry.” Marcello said when we were in the elevator.“I am not hungry anymore, Marcello. I just want to be alone and nobody ordering me around until morning.” I snapped back at him as I was really pissed off.The guards checked the suite before they let us go inside. I directly went into my room and locked it.“I am in the living room until Capo comes back. if you need anything, please do tell me.” I heard him saying from other side of the door and then he left.I quickly threw the heels in a corner not caring if it’d be damaged. I fell on the bed and took deep breaths. When I thought everything is falling o
[ Vincent ]“How could you let this happen?” I punched the wall beside Marcello’s head, I didn’t care if my knuckle hurt and started bleeding. Anger was fuelling me.“She was in the balcony. I wasn’t supposed to be there. Whoever aimed her, they knew that she’d be alone in the room, Capo.” Marcello answered but I aimed my gun on his forehead.“My wife was shot in the most secured hotel, I gave this responsibility to you, Marcello. You must had checked the other buildings as well.” I growled in a quiet tone as we were in the hospital.“We did check the other buildings but we don’t know how she was aimed. I believe it’s someone from our inner circle who breached our security and tried to hurt Signora.” Marcello looked down in shame.My eyes fell on his blood smeared shirt. Anger and vengeance to butcher the person who tried to kill Arielle fuelled me. It was her crimson blood. I felt a strange twist in my heart. She must be in so much pain. Whoever targeted her, they knew that she was a
[ Ella ]“Vincenzo, do you like my best friend?”I broke the awkward silence inside the car. We were stuck in traffic jam. Vincenzo was on the front seat while we were sitting on the backseat. I could notice him stealing glances of Lucy who was busy in her phone or rather trying to hide her shyness in his close presence.Their face welcomed redness. Vincenzo immediately looked out of the window to hide his embarrassment on my bold question.“Signora, I am calling another car, it’ll take you to the designer’s shop because this jam would take time to clear.” Vincenzo ignored my question whereas Lucy passed me a murderous glare.“I’ll talk to Mama. Don’t worry, we have plenty of time but you won’t be with us like this again. I know you, Mr. Mafia. You are brave, fight like an action hero but when it comes to expressing your feelings, you are worse than a shy high-school girl.” I teased him.“Ella, have you lost your mind?” Lucy whispered yelled at me.“Lucy, there’s no use of hiding your
[ Ella ]“Someone is blushing. I guess Mr. mafia is the reason, am I right, Lucy?” Rita teased me.I woke up very late, it was almost afternoon as we talked and made more love till early hours of morning. Marcello left a note with breakfast for me along with some expensive bath salts to soothe my aching body.I could still feel his touches all over my body and it made me really hot. I wanted him to hug me badly. To distract my mind from my boyfriend, I decided to come to the café.“You’re not answering means we are missing here something.” Rita, the over curious friend looked at me suspiciously but then her eyes descended down and widened.“Oh My God! Is it a love bite?” Rita closed her mouth and I froze.“Ella, I can also see this.” Lucy, the wiser one touched my neck gently and I jerked up.I quickly hid my neck with my scarf. I couldn’t meet their eyes due to shyness.“Did you lose your v-card last night?” Rita inspected and I coughed.She’s always the bolder one among us who doesn
[ Ella ]Marcello dropped feathery kisses on my face while his hands parted my thighs. My heart was beating on a dangerous pace. His tip was rubbing on my throbbing pussy.“I love you, Ella.” He whispered against my lips before he slowly eased his way inside me. The feeling was euphoric. He stilled when he was completely inside me. He was huge, I felt so full.“Tell me when you’re fine.” He said softly kissing my forehead.The initial was soon replaced by unexplainable pleasure as he moved inside me in a rhythmic pace. His hands pinned mine above my head.“Please…” I said in need, I wanted him to move faster.“Please, what, mon cheri?” He teased me and stopped moving which annoyed me.“Please, move faster.” I hissed and he slammed hard into me.“As you wish, my love.” He kissed my lips passionately and flipped our position. Now, he was moving into me from behind while his hand rubbed my clit to add more pleasure to our body.His face buried in my neck, he gave me a bite and then kisse
[ Ella ]The raw passion between us could be felt in the air. I could hear Marcello’s heart thumping loudly in his chest as he made me sit on his lap, it was an intimate position.“I think we should stop before it’s too late to hold back, mon cheri.” He whispered tucking my hairs behind my ears.“What if I don’t want us to stop?” I knew what I was doing but it felt so right, so perfect.His eyes met mine to find the gravity of my words, his hand releasing my waist and cupping my face.“Ella, are you sure of your wish because once we step on that path, there’s no going back. I want you to be mine in every sense since the day I saw you for the first time. It’s not my lust but the desire I have for you.” He confessed.My heart fluttered hearing his words. I felt butterflies in the pit of my stomach before I leaned and kissed his nose.“I want you to have me, Marcello. I am all yours.” I said and before I could breathe, he sealed our lips and rose from the sofa with me in his lap. He’s so
[ Marcello ]I observed that Ella was lost. She hardly ate anything, when Mama asked her, she said that she had a headache but I could feel there was something more behind her unusual silence. Massimo’s behaviour was also different, he wasn’t as excited as he was before meeting Ella. I hoped they got along well. I want a happy family.Currently, I was driving Ella back to her home. She was resting her head with her eyes closed but she wasn’t asleep.“Ella, do you want me to stop by a pharmacy first?” I asked her. I was concerned for her health.“No, it’s fine, Marcello. I’ll be fine in the morning. I just need a good sleep.” She lazily opened her eyes and said in a low, tired voice.“No, it’s not a problem. You shouldn’t avoid your health. Headaches aren’t common if you don’t have chronic disorder.” I insisted but she leaned on my shoulder and laced our fingers.“I am fine, Marcello. I had a routine health check-up last month. I am totally fine. You are behaving more like my mother th
[ Ella ]I felt nervousness stirring in my stomach as the car drove towards the estate. Marcello called me in the afternoon to ask me if I could join his family dinner tonight and I couldn’t say no because his mother is a very sweet lady. I feel motherly affection whenever I am with her so I accepted his invitation but tonight, I’ll be meeting her as Marcello’s girlfriend.The car entered in the main premises of the estate and immediately Vincenzo and a half dozen guards gathered around the car to shield me even at the safest place in Sicily.“Good evening, Signora Ella.” Vincenzo greeted me and I politely smiled at him.“Good evening, Vincenzo. Well, I need to talk to you. I hope you spare a minute after the dinner.” I said to him and as I predicted, the shy guy looked flushed.“Sure, Signora.” He said with a nod.Marcello was waiting for me at the entrance of the mansion. He opened his arms for me as soon as he saw me. I quickly embraced him.“I missed you, mon cheri.” He said in a
[ Marcello ]“You seem to be in a very good mood today, Capo. I guess it’s Miss Ella, right?” Vincenzo teased me as we practised shooting in the range.I put my gun down and looked at him, “And I guess you’re more interested in knowing if I went to the café and saw her friend Lucy there, am I right?” I teased him back knowing well that he had a serious crush on Ella’s friend but being a shy, introvert man, he’d never make the first move.As I predicted, his ears turned red and he focused on the shooting but he missed the shot.“Love is a distraction and women are a danger sign, Capo. Do you want me to miss my aim like this and come back to you in a plastic bag?” He looked at me.“Love doesn’t make you a weak man and you missed the shot because you are failing to balance your life, if you keep resisting your feelings, I fear you’ll fail at both front, Vincenzo. I am saying this to you with my personal experience. I had seen Capo Vincent closely and how the most successful mafia man saw
[ Ella ]“Marcello.”I called out his name when I reached at the river bank. He was already there, his back facing me, the place was deserted.He turned around and the way he smiled at me, he took my heart away with that contagious smile. My heart ached because I was going to miss it.“I thought you won’t come, Ella.” He said and walked up to me. I was trying my best to hold back my tears.He embraced me and I found solace in his arms.“I missed you, mon cheri.” He kissed my hairs.“You were the one who ignored me, Marcello. I missed you terribly.” I complained breaking the hug.He wiped my tears and kissed my forehead.“Marcello, I am here to answer your question.” I said trying my best not to cry and stay strong but I failed. I love this man deeply but sometimes we must take tough decisions for the sake of the people we love.“Ella, if your answer is a ‘no’ then don’t say anything because I can’t take your rejection.” He said in a hoarse voice.“Marcello, please listen to me careful
[ Ella ]“Ella, what are you going to next? This is insane.” Lucy, whom I trusted with everything, asked me after I explained the whole situation to him.“I don’t know. My head is splitting thinking about everything. I don’t know what to do and I hurt Marcello in the process. Sometimes, I think I don’t deserve a man like him.” I said shaking my head with a heavy heart.“Technically speaking, you are the owner of the café on the paper. It is famous for it’s sweet dishes like cakes, cookies and doughnuts. You can transform it into restaurant in the near future. You have loyal customers and well set up business, you just need to invest more capital and mindblowing dishes. You can live your dreams even after marrying Marcello. The marriage can’t be a big fat wedding. You can keep it low for time being if you think his name and personality will overshadow your identity.” Lucy suggested.“It’s not easy as you think, Lucy.” I said going towards the window of my room and saw guards down.“You