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Fated with the Mafia Forty-four
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,
Fated with the Mafia Forty five
Sunny stood still in front of Rosa’s door, every muscle in her brain telling her to go in, but she couldn’t, not because she was mad at her, not because she hated her, no, sunny knew well enough the power of manipulation, that’s a story that’s not worth getting into today. What she didn’t want to see was a devastated Rosa. Rosa was as soft as she was tough and this kind of people are always easier to break.“The door’s not gonna open itself, you know,” Aldo said as he walked towards her, stopping right beside her. He leaned against the wall, his eyes flicked from the door to her “I’m just scared she’s not gonna let me in, she’s not gonna wanna talk to me,” sunny said, her fingers playing with each other “She should be grateful, if anything,” Aldo said, leaving Sunny confused as she stared at him.“What do you mean?" She directed her attention to him and asked.“Well, you spoke to Santo, and he knew killing Rosa was gonna break you, so he didn’t,” Aldo said, kissing his teeth Loweri
Fated with the Mafia Forty-six
Sunny could’ve sworn she thought Santo was just exaggerating when he said he wasn’t gonna let her out of his sight, and when he told her in the helicopter that he was gonna make sure he had eyes and ears on her, she thought he was just being funny, but now seated at the back of a black van parked right across from her house where Judy was said to be last seen she had to watch with her mouth shut as a mic was taped to her and a button was given to her to push in case of emergencies“It’s Judy Santo not a cold-blooded assassin, the only thing she could hurt, is a fly if it’s already dying, and that’s after crying for it,” sunny said staring at Santo as he sat on a seat watching as his people prepped her up “It’s not Judy I’m worried about,” Santo said “Well, if Silvio’s on the run, I doubt she’ll come here,” sunny said, making santo sigh“Well, there’s nothing like being too safe, is there?” He asked, making her scoff in annoyance.“Coast is clear, she just went upstairs” one of santo
Fated with the Mafia Forty-seven
ALDO'S POVAldo stood by the door watching as the helicopter landed smoothly on the helipad, the first one to hop off was a very devastating looking sunny who without a word walked past him, santo followed silently behind her.. Aldo looked at the two couple as they walked away, he wasn’t sure if that was what they were yet but he knew it was only a matter of time. He turned back to the helicopter the man he knew he was falling for gave commands to some of the men before walking towards the house, Rico didn’t know who he was, or he did but he didn’t want to admit it, Aldo didn’t know, but Every time they talk, Every time their skin brush against each other Aldo knows he feels something and he knew Rico feels it too“Assuming it was a disaster?” Aldo said, his eyes glued to Rico’s“A mega one, we know Judy will stop poking around but sunny doesn’t feel so alright after her conversation with her,” Rico said “Yeah, we know how intense some conversations can be,” Aldo said, referring to
Fated with the Mafia Forty eight
Judy sat on the edge of the bed, her trembling hands clutching an old photograph. It was one of her and Sunny, taken years ago when their smiles were genuine and their bond unbreakable—or so she had thought. Now, tears streamed down her face, blurring the image of their once-happy faces. Her chest felt tight, each breath a struggle as the weight of Sunny’s rejection pressed down on her. She couldn’t believe it. After everything she’d gone through to find her, to reunite with the person she once considered her closest friend, it all ended in this. A cold dismissal. A door slammed shut.Judy’s heart throbbed with anger and hurt. “Why did I even bother?” she whispered to herself, her voice raw and thick with emotion. She threw the photograph aside, watching it flutter to the floor like a fallen leaf. She buried her face in her hands, the sobs wracking her body as she struggled to contain the storm of emotions brewing inside her. How could Sunny do this to her? After everything? What was
Fated with the Mafia Forty nine
The night sky was a blanket of deep indigo, punctuated by the dim twinkle of distant stars. The ocean, stretching endlessly before Sunny, mirrored the heavens above, with the occasional ripple of waves shimmering under the moonlight. The air was cool, carrying the faint scent of salt and the distant sound of waves crashing softly against the shore.Sunny stood on the edge of a rocky cliff, staring out at the dark expanse of the sea. Her heart was heavy, a throbbing pain that resonated with every beat. The ocean, so vast and seemingly endless, felt like a perfect reflection of the turmoil inside her. She had left Judy, her best friend, in a way that felt so cruel, so final. The memory of Judy’s shocked heartbroken face haunted her, the hurt in her eyes as she walked away still burning in her mind.She had told herself it was for Judy’s safety, for the safety of the Santos family, Rico, Rosa and everyone in the mansion and perhaps, in a way, for her own as well. But that reasoning felt
Fated with the Mafia Fifty
“30th annual ball” Rico said, dropping an envelope on the table, drawing everyone’s eyes to it. His eyes flickered from Santo to Aldo and then to me.“From who?” Santo asked, picking up the envelope. He peeled it open and read the contents “From father..” Rico said making Santo halt, Santos looked at him, “yes, surprised me too” Rico said taking a sit opposite his brother, Rico took a little glance at Aldo, one that didn’t miss Sunny’s eyes, it only made her narrow her eyes at Rico, she could only wonder what’s going on with those two.“Are we gonna go?” Rico asked.. “dad rarely ever..” Rico halted, his eyes focused on somewhere else rather than Santo, who he was speaking toSunny’s eyes followed his Rosa stood by the corner, her eyes glancing at everyone. Ever since the whole incident with her mum, Rosa decided to conceal herself in her room. She let the guilt she felt eat her up silently.“Rosa..” sunny called, a brief smile appearing on her face as she heard sunny call her name.
Fated with the Mafia Fifty-one
The grand ballroom of the De Rosario estate was a sight to behold. Crystal chandeliers cast a warm, golden glow over the marble floors, reflecting off the polished surfaces of gold-trimmed columns. Ornate tapestries lined the walls, depicting scenes of power and prestige, a nod to the family's long and storied history. The room was filled with the elite—men in sharp suits and women draped in luxurious gowns, their laughter and chatter mingling with the soft strains of classical music played by a live orchestra.Santo stood near the entrance, his eyes scanning the crowd with the practiced vigilance of a man who had seen too much in his life to ever truly relax. He was dressed in his finest, a midnight black suit that fit him like a glove, but his expression was anything but at ease. There was a tension in his jaw, a sharpness in his gaze that hinted at the unease brewing beneath the surface. Silvio. The name had been on his mind all night, a dark cloud over an otherwise glittering even
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