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Chapter thirty-six
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Rico and Santo hurried through the dimly lit streets, their footsteps echoing in the silence of the night. Avac’s unconscious body slung between them was a burden, but they pressed on, driven by their urgent need to find Sunny before it was too late. Finally, they reached the spot where Avac had parked his car, a sleek black sedan blending into the shadows.Santo gently lowered Avac to the ground, his patience wearing thin. “Wake up, Avac,” he growled, shaking him roughly, tapping his cheeks as he did Avac groaned and blinked his eyes open, disoriented for a moment before the reality of his predicament settled in. He tried to struggle against the brothers, but Rico’s firm grip on his collar prevented any escape.“Where is Sunny?” Santo demanded, his voice low and dangerous.Avac glared defiantly, a smirk playing on his lips despite the banging headache he felt. “You think I’ll just tell you?”Rico tightened his hold, his patience wearing thin. “You have two choices, Avac. You either
Fated with the Mafia Thirty-eight
Avac swallowed softly as he approached the gate, the car wheeling to a halt in front of two armed men. Both glanced at each other before walking towards the car Meanwhile, in the back seat were Santo and Rico, both eyes closed but their ears and senses on attention. Santo hated this plan, the fact that avac could easily turn the situation against them bugged him more than he could express "You're supposed to be back with three men," one of the more beefy guards spoke "And you're supposed to be on diet" avac said, laughing dryly at his own joke, while the two guards stared at him with a dead-end expression, avac cleared his throat "there's been a change of plans, and I was asked to bring just the two of them" avac said pointing to the back seat.The guards circled the car to the back, thier eyes glancing to the windows as they surveyed the sleeping men. The beefy guard walked back to the front seat."We'll just have to check in with boss then," he said, pulling out a cellphone from
Fated with the Mafia Thirty-nine
Rosa could hardly breathe, her hands wavered slightly from sunny’s head but she stood her ground. She glanced at her mother, then at Santo and Rico, both sending glares her way, but none of that affected her until she heard sunny whimpers. Rosa took a deep breath, forcing herself to grow a heart of stone. She hated this; she hated putting sunny in danger like this; she hated betraying the trust of the two people she learnt to love even when she was supposed to hate; she hated the way they looked at her right now, like she was the worst person in the entire world at the moment. She hated being the villain, especially to them.“Don’t hurt her Rosa, please” she heard santo plead. His eyes were already tearful. She can’t remember the last time she saw santo shed a tear. The last time was when his mother died.“You should have thought of that before coming empty-handed. Where’s enzo?” Silvio said, her eyes scanning Rico and Santo.“You’re supposed to be dead,” Santo said, his eyes flashing
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Sunny hadn’t seen it. Crouched down in the centre of the firefight with her hands covering her head, she had no idea that she, in particular, was targeted. But Santo on the other hand quick to see, his eyes zeroed in on the man that had the gun pointed to her and without a moment to think he rushed to her and pulled her up momentarily using his body to block hers, without expecting the intrusion the bullet left the gun and pierced right through his shoulder instead emitting a groan from him, righting back the immense pain her felt her drew sunny to a corner where the walls ricocheted all the bullets meant for them.Meanwhile on the other end of the hall, Silvio maneuvers her way out the building leaving Rosa rooted still by a corner “When does the goddamn back up get here?!” Santo yelled through the noise Rico glanced at his watch. "About now!” He yelled backAnd like on cue the same door where Rico and Santo paused through and about twenty men coming through as well, all firing back
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“What’s gonna happen to her?” With her fingers in-between her teeth, sunny asked, glancing at aldo as he stood patiently beside her. Both of them stared at the closed door “I don’t know, it’s really up to Santo and Rico,” Aldo said, folding his arm across his chest “Gosh, I can’t hear a thing,” sunny said, kissing her teeth in annoyance“Have you tried pushing your ears against the..” Aldo said “Yes, I have, still can’t hear shit..” she groaned, running her hand through her hair“I don’t know why you still care about her so much. She tried to kill you,” Aldo said, making sunny sigh.“She was under the impression that she was avenging her father, she was deceived, she was doing what she thought was right” sunny said her chest heaving as she remembered the condition she was put in, but also she tried to fit herself into Rosa’s shoe, if she was in Rosa’s position, wouldn’t she have done the same thing?And at that moment the door wheeled open revealing a not too pleased Santo who storm
Fated with the Mafia Forty two
*TWO NIGHTS LATER*The night air was heavy with tension as Santo stood in the courtyard of his sprawling mansion, the cold marble beneath his feet a stark contrast to the burning conflict within his heart. The moon cast a ghostly glow over the scene, illuminating Aldo, Rico and the guards, who watched with a mix of trepidation and resignation. Santo’s hand tightened around the grip of the pistol, the weight of the weapon a physical manifestation of the burden he bore.Meanwhile, somewhere up in the mansion, laying on the bed, was sunny, her hand grabbing her chest as she sobbed. She couldn’t stop this and it made her hear ache. It was a pain like no other Rosa knelt before him, her once vibrant eyes now dulled by the inevitability of her fate. The same eyes that used to sparkle with mischief when they were children, running through the vineyards, causing mischief, all the teases and constant pranks. Those memories haunted Santo now, each one a knife twisting
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Sunny’s lips attacked Santo's in a fierce kiss, taking him by surprise, she could taste the salt on his lips as well as he could taste hers, his stoic form made her step back sensing that maybe he didn’t want to do this with her Sunny sighed, her chest heaving as she withdrew from him, taking one step backward, she watched as his eyes roamed her face and rested on the lips that were just in his, and without warning he Leaned in, brushing his lips against hers in a tender kiss that quickly deepened. Their mouths moved together with the ease and passion of lovers who knew each other intimately.Sunny’s hands roamed over Santo’s chest, her fingers tracing the familiar lines of his muscles. His skin was warm beneath her touch, and she felt a thrill of anticipation as his hands began to explore her body. They moved with practiced grace, each touch, each caress sparking a fire that spread through her veins.Santo’s lips traveled from her mouth to her neck, planting soft, lingering kisses a
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The soft light of the morning sun filters through the curtains. Santo and Sunny are lying in bed, tangled in the sheets. Sunny lazily traces patterns on Santo’s chest, his eyes were closed so she couldn’t help but stare at his calm, peaceful form, the same form that shed tears in front of her yesterday, the same form that groaned in pleasure as he rammed into her, he suddenly stirred, his eyes slowly opened to meet her’s, sunny cleared her throat, trying to disperse of the dirty thoughts running through her head “Morning, Sunshine. Sleep well?” Santo asked lowly. His fingers meet with her skin, slowly tracing it, sending shivers through her spine and making goosebumps appear on her skin.Sunny smiled, “Like a baby. Though I think I could sleep another few hours after last night,” she said, running her fingers through his hair and massaging his scalp, emitting a low groan from him.Santo grinned, “Oh, really? Because I distinctly remember you saying you could go all night,” he teased,
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