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Gabriella

I took my time drinking the wine my mother has offered me. She looks agitated seating on the other couch while I was busy looking around. This is the first time I have stepped foot inside of Santoro’s mansion after I was sold to Giovanni.

My mother made sure I was properly dispatched after they get what they want. With Giovanni’s power and influence, they can live in peace. But people with sins don’t live in peace. They like to pretend that everything is going well. Live each day plastering fake tranquility. Walking each street with a pretentious glare of denial of what they had done. No one is truly pure in nature. Everyone is hiding. From the world. Sometimes, from themselves.

“ Does your husband know you are spending the night here?” My mother, Felicia, asked me.

Maybe it was the cold that made her voice tremble but it didn’t make sense to me. She was never a loving mother who would ask me anything. I lived a life where I was given everything. Except the attention of my
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    Gabriella I stay on top of Ace, making sure that all of my weight is somewhat suffocating him. My hands are holding his arms and pinning him down to what I assume is a little strength to actually have him grunting.A taste of hate sprouts into my mouth every time I look at him. He reminds me of pain, anger, and shortcomings.He twisted my arms, slide his own under my waist, and then pulled me down to the ground making sure he is inserting his dominance. He is now on top of me and successfully turns the game in his favor.Our breaths are harsh, and not syncing in between. Beads of sweat are trickling down into his jaw for we’ve been sparring for the last two hours.“ You’re too distracted,” he hoarsely said. “If I’m your enemy, I can easily twist your throat and steal your breath away.”I am damn insulted. “ Stop talking trash and just give me a gun. I don’t need this hand-to-hand combat with you. My enemies fire up a blazing bullet idiot, they don’t twist and groan.”Giovanni made a

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    It had already been days since I last connected with the outside world. Giovanni insisted on keeping me confined within these walls for my own safety, but the isolation gnawed at me relentlessly. Each night, I heard the door click shut as he ventured out into the dark, leaving me to imagine what godforsaken deeds occupied his hours. I knew all too well the streets he roamed were ruthless, yet fear stifled my voice, keeping my questions unasked, my fears unvoiced.But one night, the weight of silence became unbearable. As he prepared to leave yet again, his figure cloaked in the darkness of our bedroom, something within me snapped.“Where do you go every night, Giovanni?” My voice, though quiet, cut through the stillness with a sharpness I hadn’t intended.He paused, his hand on the doorknob. “It’s not your concern, Gabriella. You’re safer not knowing.”“But I need to know!” I insisted, my voice rising. “I can’t keep sitting here, wondering if you’ll come back, or if one night, it’ll b

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