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Fated with the Mafia Twenty-nine
Santo froze, his jaw hanging low as he stared at sunny. The shock of her own actions was evident in her eyes, but she shook it away and smiled softly instead, their faces seconds apart.“I’m sorry you had to face that all by yourself” sunny whispered his fingers softly stroking his face “but you’re not alone anymore” she said watching as Santos eyes flickered from her eyes to her lips, tempted to kiss her again “you’ve got Rosa, Rico..” she paused for a while, almost like she was debated if what she was about to say was the right thing “and you’ve got me” she decided it was.The air was thick with anticipation as they gazed into each other’s eyes, feeling the electricity crackling between them. Without a word, santo reached out and gently cupped sunny’s face in his hands, his touch sending shivers down her spine.With a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, Sunny leaned into santo, their lips meeting in a tender, tentative kiss. But as the moments passed, their desire ignited like a wildfi
Last Updated : 2024-06-10Fated with the Mafia Chapter thirty
Sunny was starting to regret suggesting she wanted to come, her fingers haven’t stopped toying with each other since they came off the chopper, her nerves were all over the place and the number of men santo Brought along weren’t helping either, the minute the car stopped in front of a heavily guarded house, sunny felt the need to get back into the chopper and fly back to the island, but instead she took a deep breath and got off the car putting on a brave faceSanto and Rico were the first ones in front while Rosa walked behind with her “You look scared as hell,” Rosa said, Sunny looked at her “Is It that obvious?” She asked “Yeah, I can practically smell if off you,” Rosa said chuckling “It’s not funny,” sunny said, nudging her in the side as they both walked through the front door Sunny tried not to show her surprise and fear as she stared at the beautiful house that was filled with so many men carrying ammunitions. She shifted closer to Rosa.Santo and Rico were speaking to so
Last Updated : 2024-06-11Fated with the Mafia Thirty-one
"Did you really have to bring her?" Judy asked, taking a glance at Henry's daughter, who was currently engaging an old woman in conversations she had no idea about "It was either that or leave her with my neighbours, and I'm still paying the dues for the last time she stayed there" Henry said glancing at his daughter as well before turning back to Judy "so how do we get the camera footage?" He asked, watching as Judy stared into space after if she was searching for a solution "Oh.. I know.. just follow me" she said walking up to the receptionist "hey Lois" Judy said smiling brightly at the bored lady "Hey juds, what favour do you want now?" Lois asked, tilting her head at her before taking a look at Henry. She immediately strengthened herself and put on a broad smiled. Judy narrowed her eyes, glancing from her to Henry, who simply wasn't paying attention "I'm going to pay you back this time with something you seem to want," Judy said softly, nudging her head towards HenryLois see
Last Updated : 2024-06-18Fated with the Mafia Thirty two
In the dimly lit basement, Sunny slowly regained consciousness, her head throbbing with pain. Blinking against the harsh light, she realized her hands were bound tightly to a wooden chair. Panic surged through her as memories of the accident flashed back–the screeching tires, the blinding impact. Sunny’s eyes searched the room, trying to make sense of what the hell was going on“Sunny?” a familiar voice echoed from the shadows. She turned her head, squinting to see through the darkness. There, standing just beyond the reach of the light, was Rosa–the person she had considered her friend, the person who she had created a bond with, and the person who threw her friendship back at her, the person whom she had always trusted.Sunny’s heart sank as she saw Rosa’s conflicted expression, a mixture of guilt and hesitation, sunny wanted to scream, ask Rosa why she was standing there, why she did this, why she not only betrayed her but santo and Rico as well., what could have been a long time f
Last Updated : 2024-06-23Fated with the Mafia Thirty-three
As Santo slowly regained consciousness, the world around him was a haze of blurred shapes and distant echoes. Pain pulsed through his head, a reminder of the violent impact that had thrown him into unconsciousness. As his senses sharpened, he became aware of the cold, damp air and the rough texture of rope biting into his wrists and ankles.Blinking to clear his vision, Santo looked around and realized he was in an abandoned warehouse. The air was thick with dust, and the low light of the moon filtered in through broken windows high above. Shadows danced ominously along the walls, adding to the eerie atmosphere. His heart pounded as he tried to make sense of his surroundings.Then, his gaze landed on a figure nearby. Rico, his younger brother, lay unconscious just a few feet away. Panic surged through Santo as he struggled against his bonds, his mind racing with questions. What had happened? How had they ended up here?“Santo,” a weak voice called out from behind him. He twisted his b
Last Updated : 2024-06-25Fated with the Mafia Thirty-four
As Henry drove Judy home from the hospital, the city lights blurred into streaks of color against the darkening sky. Judy stared out the window, her mind a whirlwind of emotions. The encounter with Marcus at the hospital had stirred up memories she thought she’d buried deep.As they turned a corner, Judy’s thoughts drifted back to the early days with Marcus. She remembered their first date, the nervous laughter over too much wine, and how Marcus had held her hand as they walked through the park under a starlit sky. They had been so in love, so hopeful about the future.But then the flashbacks turned darker. Judy recalled the fights, the misunderstandings that slowly chipped away at their trust. And then, that one bitter moment when Marcus had walked in on her with another man. The pain in his eyes was etched in her memory forever.She hadn’t meant to cheat. Judy knew deep down it was her fear of commitment that had driven her to seek solace elsewhere. Marcus had wanted more—a future t
Last Updated : 2024-06-28Fated with the Mafia Chapter Thirty-five
Rosa stood outside the door, the heavy silence pressing in around her like a suffocating embrace. She knew Sunny was just beyond that door, frightened and alone because of her family’s vendetta.“How did it come to this?” she murmured to herself, her voice barely audible in the stillness. “How can I face Mom and convince her to stop?”Her hand rested on the cold wood of the door, feeling the faint vibrations of Sunny’s fear emanating from within. Guilt gnawed at her insides like a relentless predator.“Santo trusted me,” she whispered, her breath hitching with unshed tears. “I promised to protect Sunny, not to put her in danger.”The memory of Sunny’s tearful eyes when they met flashed before her, a stark reminder of the innocent life caught in the crossfire of her family’s vendetta. She had never wanted this for Sunny, yet here she stood, responsible for her captivity.“I have to make Mom see reason,” she resolved quietly, her determination rising amidst the overwhelming sense of gui
Last Updated : 2024-07-02Fated with the Mafia Chapter thirty-six
“Well, since I’m starting to like you more, I choose to take you instead of Mr negative over here,” avac said pointing to Rico as he walked towards them.Avac knelt beside Santo, his hands deftly working on the handcuffs that bound Santo’s wrists. Rico, Santo’s younger brother, sat nearby, his own wrists still tightly bound, his eyes blazing with anger and disbelief.“You’re betraying Dad for this girl, Santo? This is insane!” Rico’s voice cracked with emotion, his frustration palpable as he struggled against his restraints.Santo met Rico’s furious gaze with a mixture of determination and sorrow. “Rico, Sunny didn’t ask for any of this. Dad’s choices put her in danger. I have to do this.”Avac glanced up at the heated exchange, his expression unreadable in the low light. He worked swiftly, finally releasing Santo’s hands from the cuffs. Santo rubbed his wrists briefly, the metal cuffs clinking softly as they fell to the floor.Avac spoke quietly, his voice steady despite the tension
Last Updated : 2024-07-04
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Well, that's a wrap of the first of the series; fated with the mafia.Writing this book has been taxing and quite a rollercoaster of many, many and so many writers block, but at last it comes to an end, but it's definitely not the end for the characters, hold your breath for more of Rosa and the life that follows after she leaves everything behind.Thanks for reading, it meant a lot to get your support.
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The sun had just begun its descent, casting a warm, golden hue over the sprawling estate. The gardens were in full bloom, a vibrant tapestry of colors and life that seemed to stand in stark contrast to the turmoil that had unfolded just days before. But now, there was a calmness in the air, a sense of finality that had settled over everything. It was as if the earth itself was sighing in relief, ready to move on from the chaos that had threatened to tear everything apart.Sunny stood on the balcony of the master bedroom, her hands resting on the cool marble railing as she gazed out at the horizon. The events of the past week played through her mind like a fragmented dream, each memory sharp and vivid, yet tinged with an almost surreal quality. The ballroom, the gunfire, the confrontation between Rosa and her mother—it all seemed like something out of a nightmare, a world she never imagined she would be a part of. But here she was, standing on the other side of it, alive and whole. Th
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dawn was just beginning to break over the horizon, painting the sky in soft hues of pink and gold. The forest, once a place of darkness and danger, was now bathed in the gentle light of a new day. But for Rosa, there was no solace in the beauty around her. She stood at the edge of the clearing, her back to the forest, her gaze fixed on the distant mountains as if searching for something—anything—that could guide her next steps.Santo approached her cautiously, his footsteps almost silent on the dew-covered grass. He had given her space after what had happened, after she had held her mother’s lifeless body in her arms. He had watched her grieve, knowing there were no words that could comfort her, no actions that could undo what had been done. But now, as the first rays of sunlight touched the earth, he knew he couldn’t let her slip away—not without a fight.“Rosa,” he called softly, his voice tender yet firm.She didn’t turn to face him, but he could see the way her shoulders tensed, t
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Rosa's breath came in ragged gasps as she tore through the underbrush, her feet pounding against the uneven ground. The moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the dark woods that surrounded her. She could barely make out Silvio’s figure ahead, a shadow slipping through the trees like a ghost, always just out of reach.“Stop!” Rosa shouted, but her voice was swallowed by the night. She knew her mother had heard her—Silvio always heard everything—but she didn’t slow down. Rosa pushed harder, branches clawing at her face and arms as she ran, but the pain barely registered. All she could think about was catching up, forcing a confrontation that had been years in the making. The trees thinned out as they reached a clearing, bathed in pale moonlight. Silvio stopped, her back to Rosa, her figure still as a statue. Rosa skidded to a halt, her breath heaving as she aimed her gun at her mother, trying to steady her trembling hands.“Turn around!” Rosa’s voice cracked with a mix
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The atmosphere in the grand ballroom shifted in an instant. One moment, the air was filled with the soft hum of conversation and the gentle strains of music, and the next, it was thick with tension so palpable that it seemed to pulse like a living thing.Sunny felt it before she saw it—an almost imperceptible change in the energy of the room. Her eyes darted around, searching for Santo, but he had already disappeared into the hallway after the mysterious man. Her heart pounded in her chest, a growing sense of dread tightening its grip around her.She glanced at Rico, who had subtly positioned himself closer to his father, his easy smile gone, replaced by a look of cold determination. Rosa, too, had become a quiet sentinel, her eyes scanning the crowd, her posture rigid with anticipation. They both seemed to sense the danger lurking beneath the surface, as if the entire room was holding its breath, waiting for the inevitable.And then, all hell broke loose.It started with the sharp cr
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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“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.
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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 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
