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SIMEON I had angrily walked out, to think about all that had happened and how to take over the gang after my father's death. I had been called back to the meeting hall.My father’s cold eyes were still burned into my memory, the slap still felt scratchy and painful on my face, the embarrassment I had suffered in front of the entire family hanging heavy on my shoulders.It wasn’t just that he looked at me like I was an orphaned rabbit. It was the look in his eyes when he did it. The disgust. The disappointment. Like I was nothing more than an embarrassment to him. I knew I was far from his perfect son, but damn it, I had worked hard for this moment. I’d given up everything, put in times of trust, learned every dark corner of this life just to prove to him I could handle it. But that wasn’t enough, was it? No, not for Abraham Moretti.He was a freaking perfectionist and wanted everything to be done following his freaking orders and hated suggestions from others, most especially me.
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SIMEON I could feel the weight of my father’s eyes as he listed off every mistake I had made. He was even smiling as he did so. I didn't know why but maybe because he got satisfaction from seeing me on my toes.One by one, his words sliced through the air, cutting me down until I was nothing further than a pile of failure in front of him." Federico's escape," he began, his voice low, cold. "That was your fault. You couldn't even keep an eye on him. And Don Julio? You suppose that injury was enough to prove yourself? Please." He waved his hand like he was fed up with my mere existence already. Everyone knew that Federico's escape wasn't my fault, I had given a suggestion which he had dismissed and the bastard had absconded.I stood there, still as gravestone, refusing to show him how harsh and cold those words hurt. He could say whatever he wanted. But, soon I would prove myself to him.Giuseppe was sitting in the corner, watching, a smile playing at the corner of his mouth. I hated
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SIMEON I couldn't breathe.I couldn't think that I had done it. Ended his life like it was that of a puppy.Damn. Some men had come in and dragged the bloodied body of Marco out and I couldn't watch. I turned to go, hoping he wouldn't nsg until I heard his voice again and I froze.“ Gabriela is off the table. The marriage plans with The Crows are no longer an option. It's now abolished.” Abraham said, his voice calm, measured. But his words. they were a slap to the face. “ It’s a misplaced cause. You’re not ready for that kind of responsibility. And I have come to.the conclusion that you are madly in love to concentrate.”His eyes were cold as he spoke, his eyes fluttering over to me like I was an abomination, like I didn't even count to be in the gang, like I was a castaway.For a moment, I stood there, glued to a spot. Rage surged through me and I felt this was really unnecessary. I gripped my fists so hard my knuckles turned so white, but I didn't say a word. His opinion of me wa
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SARIAN I felt it again — that unnoticeable prick on my skin, like it was very cold that morning but obviously it wasn't because I knew I wasn't alone.I had that feeling like eyes crawling over me.Watching. Waiting to strike and I didn't know what it was. My hand hung mid air as I reached for my coffee, and I glanced toward the hallway. Nothing. Just the soft, the family silence of the villa that I had grown used to.But I knew what I felt.Someone was here. I could feel it Or had been.“ Don Julio? ” I called out, forcing my voice to sound steady but it was shaky and laced with fear.His voice came from the room opposite, low and tensed, maybe he had also noticed it too.. “ Stay where you are. I’ll be there in a nanosecond. ” he said and I forced myself to take a sip of coffee that now felt like acid on my tongue.But I didn’t hear. I was stubborn , I was supposed to do as he said and stayed in the room and finished up my breakfast.My feet moved on their own as I crept toward the ha
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SARIAN.”“Which looks good on me, the blue or pink one?” Silver asked as she stood before the mirror and giggled. “ I want to make as much money as possible tonight.”“Pink is better,” I said as I did a little touch-up and glanced at the mirror, my strapless bra was perfect and showing just enough cleavage.I was a stripper and it was the only way I could get enough money to pay my drunken father's debts including what he had stolen from a mysterious man, the mounting bills and taking care of my little sister.The room was crowded with so many girls and I had heard that one of us might go home with a customer tonight.I sighed and we stepped out just in time with the music. I was in a hurry to leave but I had to dance to get just enough money. The club smelt of cigarette smoke, sex and desires. I strut across the stage with my heels clicking against the sticky floor, every movement deliberate and in time with the rhythm, I know too well, that my face is partially covered with a smal
Last Updated : 2025-03-31Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation The Hunt
SARIAN For a moment my heart thuds against my ribs as I stood motionless. I was crushed by the weight of his words even though he had walked away like he never was there. Tell him that Don Julio was here.The words kept making my heart beat and I started sweating profusely.Don Julio Rossini, The Jaguar like he was called. My father had stolen from him and now I was in trouble and in danger.My chest tightened making it impossible for me to breathe and I felt tears rolling down my eyes.He had been the one watching me. For how long? Did he know where Father was? I must leave this place now.With my head spinning, I turned and went for the back door. For months I have been employed at this club, always keeping my head down and avoiding trouble. And now that man—the mafia boss—just drew me into his world and now I wasn't sure if I might live to the next day. I got home after a thirty-minute ride. I heard footsteps behind me as my hand was on the door handle. I froze and turned sl
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SIMEON I couldn't breathe.I couldn't think that I had done it. Ended his life like it was that of a puppy.Damn. Some men had come in and dragged the bloodied body of Marco out and I couldn't watch. I turned to go, hoping he wouldn't nsg until I heard his voice again and I froze.“ Gabriela is off the table. The marriage plans with The Crows are no longer an option. It's now abolished.” Abraham said, his voice calm, measured. But his words. they were a slap to the face. “ It’s a misplaced cause. You’re not ready for that kind of responsibility. And I have come to.the conclusion that you are madly in love to concentrate.”His eyes were cold as he spoke, his eyes fluttering over to me like I was an abomination, like I didn't even count to be in the gang, like I was a castaway.For a moment, I stood there, glued to a spot. Rage surged through me and I felt this was really unnecessary. I gripped my fists so hard my knuckles turned so white, but I didn't say a word. His opinion of me wa
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Don Julio: His Wicked Temptation Fix It, Or Fall
SIMEON Bang!I knew it was him even turning around to see him. The door shook on its hinges as the noise echoed around the roomSomething had happened and I knew that what was coming was just the usual. I shot my eyes, the weight of his presence alone suffocated the air.“ Simeon! ” The voice, cold, harsh and smelt of poison as it cut through the silence like a blade. There was no tenderness, no affection, just raw wrath and filled with huge disappointment.I remained still, not lifting my eyes, my arms folded across my broad chest not out of fear but preparing myself for what he was about to say because it won't be nice at all, but I could feel his gaze burning into me. I moved aside and let my hands fall as my fists gripped at my sides, nails digging into my palms almost drawing out blood. He'd that effect on me. He always did.“ Look at me when I’m speaking to you! ” he said, limping to the front, his fingers gripping his stick that I feared it might break.I did, reluctantly, my
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SARIAN He didn't say anything to me again, he just stared at me for a while then left. Two maids came to clean my room and change my sheets and then served me dinner.That night, I sat in front of a mirror, studying every inch of my face, staring at the face I was going to miss. The angles, the scars, the small patch near my right brow. This face had cried, laughed, fought, and loved. The face in all of my documents. Would I miss it?Yes.But I wanted to live. I didn't want to be plunge into what I knew nothing about and when this is over, I would vanish forever and forget this ever happened, that I ever met Don Julio.But deep inside, I wanted vengeance. I wanted to walk back into this city one day, unrecognizable, and tear down every single one of them.Perhaps red would suit that fire. It would be perfect.The door creaked open, and Don Julio entered again. I almost rolled my eyes and wondered why he was ba
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