[ Arielle ]“Please, place these roses in the centre of the table, make sure you use the white clay vase. Vincent loves red roses placed in his favourite vase which I brought from Greece for him.” I instructed the house staff.Today’s special for us. It’ll mark a new chapter of our lives. We have been waiting for this day for almost three years and today, we’ll finally be released from the shackles of our destiny and build our own fate.“Signora, you have to come with me.” I heard the voice of my princess’ caretaker and I turned to face her. She was standing in front of me with folded hands.“Don’t tell me she again gave you a hard time in bathing her?” I crossed my hands across my chest.“I am sorry, Ma’am but she isn’t coming in my hold. I tried but she sneaked into Capo’s office where our entry is prohibited. Signor Marcello isn’t around otherwise I had requested him to bring her out of there.” She told me and I knew that my daughter plays this trick whenever she doesn’t want to do
[ Arielle ]“This is unacceptable! Have you lost your mind?”Lorenzo’s roar echoed in the silent air of the gigantic dining room of the estate, his eyes oozing lava as he glared at his eldest son, ready to see blood. I was afraid imagining how things may lead to violence but when I glanced at my husband, he looked very calm.“Papa, I have made my decision. I am not going to step back now. My children also deserve a normal life like other kids of this family. I don’t want my daughter to live like a caged bird just because I’ll be too worried for her security and cage her like a wingless bird. I don’t want to live a living hell for the rest of her life because only other mafia can guarantee her safety. She’ll lose her freedom to choose her life partner. Not everyone is as fortunate as I or my siblings. So, I have decided to pass over the position of Capo Dei Capi to Marcello until one of our kids, either mine or Alessandro’s or Stefano’s wants to take over the family business.” Vincent
[ Marcello ]“No! Capo! Please, forgive me. I haven’t deceived you.” The man sitting on the chair begged me to spare his life, his battered face, flowing tears and eyes reflecting fear of death satisfied me because he dared to go against the rules I had set before recruiting him in my team.I picked my favourite dagger that I received from former capo Vincent, my Godfather and I use it when I send my enemies and traitors straight to the hell.“Then open your mouth and spill the name of the person who fed you to betray me and leak the details of our latest shipment?” I traced the sharp point of the dagger on his cheek and pierced it in his skin. He cried again but still not giving away the name of the enemy who tried to steal my latest shipment of weapons in the Atlantic Sea.“I am giving you last chance, Pedro. I am not very patient man and you’re wasting my time. I have craving to eat walnut cakes from my favourite bakery and it closes at eight in the night and it’s already six. Knoc
[ Ella ]“These cookies smell delicious, you’re slowly learning the secret art of baking the best cakes and cookies of Sicily. One day, you have to become a part of our family business.” My uncle, Rio said to me when he tasted the cookies I baked in the café. A grin broke on my face. I love making desserts and working in my uncle’s bakery is one of my dreams so I went to Rome to master in culinary school.“Thank you, Uncle. I’ll try harder next time.” I said and placed the plate in the glass shelf. The café wasn’t much crowded as it was the mid of the week and we were about to close.“Rio, Capo and his men are here.” One of the waiters came into the kitchen to inform my uncle about some customer, I have heard this place is also where people associated with illegal business live.“Ella, my dear, can you help your aunt in the kitchen? I am going to greet one of my regular customers.” Uncle said and went out in hurry.I took one last glance at the clock and went inside the kitchen to jo
[ Ella ]A few days had passed since I last saw Marcello, the mafia lord. I tried to forget about him and mostly spent my time in the café’s kitchen rather than doing counter duty. I busied myself in learning baking new types of cakes and cookies. Soon, I almost got over the incident and I thought I was only being paranoid that night. Why would a man like Marcello may be interested in a common nobody like me.“Auntie, look how’s this pineapple icing is looking?” I asked my aunt who was busy making pastries.She glanced at my art and smiled widely, “You’re a fast learner, Ella. I am sure that one day you’ll take our café to a new height.” She encouraged me and I placed two cupcakes on a plate to take them to my friend Rita and Uncle Rio.The café was busy as it was morning time and it seems everyone in the city wants our coffee. I walked in the cafeteria. I felt more confident than before. I also passed smiles to customers who walked past me and welcomed them in Italian.“I never enjoy
[ Ella ]I stared at the man standing in front of me. His face had a smug smile whereas I just wanted to disappear into thin air or leave the country.“I think you heard me correctly, Ms. Ella. I want to take you out for a dinner in the evening.” He repeated in direct and clear words.“No, I can’t.” I flatly rejected his proposal. He was just a stranger. I can’t trust him let alone going out with him. What if he drugs me and then rapes me, or worse kill me and dump my body into the ocean.“Are you rejecting my request, mon cheri?” He raised his brow and I could see that he felt humiliated in front of his subordinates.“Yes, Mr. Marcello. I can’t go out with you. You’re our respected customer and it’s very inappropriate for me to keep any relationship with one of our customers.” I lied keeping my head low. There was no such rule but I can’t say the truth on his face.“If you don’t want to come with me then you can directly tell me, Ms. Ella. You don’t need to make lame excuses because
[ Marcello ]Why this girl’s thoughts aren’t leaving my mind since I had seen her. Her shyness mixed with fear, the way she stole glance at me and then scurry away as if I’d eat her. Capo Vincent was right when he used to tell me that one day, someone will mess up with my mind. After battling with my patience and sanity, I finally reached at the café and lured Rio to send her with me for a dinner. My pride was hurt but she wasn’t wrong on her place either.“Capo, are you thinking about Miss Ella?” Vincenzo asked me.“Perhaps, yes. She’s an interesting character.” I said with a wink and scrolled through her social media account, she’s quite active, updating the world with her life and her different aspects. I could see her following but I felt a strange sensation which wasn’t good at all when I saw her photos with boys, probably her friends or class mates. She hid nothing about her. She looked vibrant and a jolly person except when she was around me.“Can I help you with something? Som
[ Marcello ]“Don’t, mon cheri. You’re already drunk.” I snatched sixth glass of drink from Ella’s hands, she was totally wasted. She could hardly sit straight.“No, I want to enjoy tonight. Don’t stop me.” she pointed her finger at me, her eyes trying to glare at me but she looked cute. I wanted to pull her cheeks but we were on a public place.“Ella, no, you are already wasted. Your uncle will be mad at you.” I reminded her but she was hardly listening to me.“I don’t want to hear his name. You know he was pestering me to date that douchebag Marcello.” She blabbered and my ears caught it. I realized that she wasn’t in a state to recognize me.“Why do you think that Marcello is a bad guy? Did he do something to offend you?” I asked her. I wanted to know what does she really think about me.She leaned closer, almost brushing her bare shoulder on my chest, her sweet lavender and vanilla scent intoxicated me, I just wanted to pull her into my embrace and make passionate love to her but
[ Ella ]After the dress shopping, Mama insisted us to have dinner with her. I would be happy to dine with her in normal circumstances but Massimo was with us. He left no chance to taunt me in an indirect language and it made me miss Marcello even more. I tried calling him multiple times but his phone was switched off, I thought he was in the flight but when the clock hit nine in the night, my anxiety grew deeper.“Ella, he must be caught in work or his flight got delayed. Don’t think too much. He’ll be back to you.” Lucy said, who decided to stay with me until Marcello returns.“You know their line of work, Lucy. My parents were killed in mafia rivalry. I can’t help but feel really scared right now. I just want to hear his voice.” I shared my concern with her.“You can call Vincenzo and ask him. I am sure he knows where is Marcello.” Lucy suggested and I thought I should ask Vincenzo who is Marcello’s right hand man.I dialled Vincenzo’s number but he didn’t answer which only gave wi
[ Marcello ]“Edward, this isn’t something we must ignore. These activities in our territories are the warning signs that we need to reanalyse our strategies and recruit more trained men to encounter these situations. I can’t imagine that China also stepped into this drug cartel and they’re aiming at our markets.” I said to Edward who flew to Rome for our secret meeting. Nobody had any clue about our meeting because it will only give wind to chaos and distrust in the syndicate.“I completely understand, Marcello. The Mexicans and Columbians are also giving us headache. I want to roast those rats alive, bloody thieves.” Edward groaned, the frustration was clearly evident on the English mafia lord’s face.“They’re not our headache if they don’t dare to meddle in our business. Let’s Aitana Greyson’s syndicate deal with them. We should focus on the Chinese.” I offered him a drink which he gulped down in a go.“You’re right but I felt talking to her would create doubts between us and the D
[ 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