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"I gathered as much," I reply unhappily. Remember our time together, Ithink of Bianca's answers—of the way she revealed only so much and how she broke for me after only two days. A groan sits in my throat at the knowledge that I need to tell Emma the truth about how I've treated her sister in the last two days. She should have expected it, but Emma had never been the typical mafia girl.Shame suddenly flits through me as I make eye contact. True to Emma's supernatural powers, she knows instantly that I'm keeping something from her."What did you do to her?" Emma asks though she seems more resigned to the idea that I did something rather than convincing me she cares for the answer—I presume, anyway."Emma..." I clench my jaw, tensing my muscles that flex on either side of my face. A warning to tell her that she doesn't want to hear what I'm about to say. Yet she rolled her eyes at me as if knowing I'd try to deny her.She's always known me so well. I bet I don't need to explain myself,
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Emma "Ah, yes, the pregnancy. About that," the doctor notes, pulling a chair to sit on as he gives me soft eyes that upset me more than the words falling from his mouth. Scratch that; it's the horror of hearing what he's saying and the fact he feels sorry for me that hurts the most. "I ran a few more tests whilst you were under. I wanted to ensure you were as healthy as possible, but the results I received differed significantly from the ones from earlier this week. So I had them rerun three more times with different blood draws." "What are you saying?" "You were never pregnant, I'm afraid. Someone replaced your genuine results for force ones."Replaced. Never pregnant? "Bianca!"I snarl in contempt. This has her written all over it. How could she? What drives her to create fake news, big news, with the intent to hurt her sister— a life that's inadvertently was something I desperately wanted despite having initially been apprehensive about trying for a baby despite that being expec
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"It's blood, Luca. Get over it,"I shrug him off while giving the doctor one last look before I move around him. Feeling the air cling to my back where it shouldn't, I falter. My lack of attire momentarily stupefies me. Should I be walking in Luca's home in such a state of undress?Are we even in his home? The room looked rather sterile to be part of a compound medical room, yet my father'swasn'tthis well stocked.Could we be at the hospital?"Where are you going?"He questions, falling into step behind me. I feel the protection surrounding him, his arm moving out to hold something around my back."To find my sister.""You need to rest, Emma.""I'll rest after; I need to confront her; it can't wait, Luca", I say over him so the doctor hears.Staring at each other, lost in a world of mutual pain, we forget the doctor entirely until he clears his throat before speaking."I really do advise you rest, Emma—.""I'll rest afterwards,"I dismiss him before he's even finished with whatever he wa
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Dimitri MorettaThere's a fine line between moral and immoral, and I am notorious for walking that line when the need arises. Of course, Lucia keeps me grounded, but when she's not around me, all hell breaks loose regarding my protocols for dealing with a situation. Fear is always a palpable flavour that sticks in the air, clinging to every fibre. It's almost as if I can taste it now, sticking out my tongue to see where the room lies before I've even made eye contact with one person inside it. It also helps my men be an extension of me, easily able to read the room just as I can. One look between us, and they move to do as I wish. They are one of the reasons I've been at the helm of my organisation for as long as I have been.That may be why I like to take a few of my men anywhere I go and why I like to leave my wife at home when, technically, she should be right beside me where she belongs. But even with her manning the fort at home, her opinions still have some sway over my mind, i
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I'm barely holding on to the ability to treat her as I should, that impatient side of me wanting to get this over with. To extract the information in any way possible. In all honesty, a part of me believes she should take her secrets to the grave, but I do think Emma would hate me and in extension of myself, Luca if I were to bury her last family member six feet below to bury my own dirty secret."Come on, Bianca, work with me while I still have the patience. Otherwise, you'll meet a side of me you'll hate and trust me when I say you don't want to meet him.""I've met worse," she mutters in disbelief."Perhaps I'll prove you wrong. Tell me where your men are?"She barely shakes her head, but knowing she won't play along with me is enough."Fine," I sigh, standing up to pace before her. "I'll give you a few more hours to decide. If you continue this game when I return, I'll have to take things into my own hands. Trust me, Bianca, you don't want that."I walk away before I snap the girl
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LucaEmma refuses to go back to bed, either to the medical room or our own. Her first port of call is to visit Anna; she requests food and lots of it. Fruits and meats. Olives and dates. And I can only agree, watching her eat—joining her eat. I sit beside her, cradling her back to ensure she doesn't fall off the stall—scared she might become lightheaded at any moment. I watch her eat; her appetite is hearty and very well-needed. If she is to heal, she needs her strength."When did you last eat?" I ask her with piqued curiosity."Dinner," she exclaims between mouthfuls. "This night, you woke me up to accompany Bianca home.""That was days ago," I worry, chewing my bottom lip as she reaches for the olives, which she pops several in her mouth."Would you like a proper meal?" Anna asks. "You need your strength."Soup!" Emma nods. "And some of your seeded bread. That sounds so good," she answers, almost drooling."Of course," Anna agrees all too eagerly. Frowning, I think of the meal I o
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Fuck, who am I kidding?That wound is so fresh it's still bleeding and oozing even for me.Walking out of the house and into the garden, I find Emma sitting at the edge of the pool, her feet hanging into the water. She's clutching the poolside, staring up at the early evening sky. The sun is almost setting, and the sky is clear. It's a beautiful evening, and I'd admire it if it weren't already tainted with malice, hurt, and anguish."Bambina," I call, walking behind Emma before I kneel behind her."She could have done anything," she murmurs quietly. "Made up any story to get me to head to town. She could have just taken me at my father's compound. Yet she gave me a future, a life I hadn't envisioned until then. And then she inadvertently ripped it away. I wanted that baby, Luca. I wanted them so bad it hurts worse than losing my parents.""I'm sorry, Bambina. What she did... there's no forgiveness for decisions like that. But we can have a baby, Bambina. You know I've always wanted yo
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"Having morals doesn't make you a bad man, Luca.""Tell my father that," I shrug. I lean my chin on Emma's head and look across my beautiful gardens. My little slice of heaven in my own compound. I forgot how utterly beautiful this property is. I've lacked the initiative to genuinely appreciate the home I've made for myself. Yet another thing to thank Emma for."I will. When the time is right, and the truth is needed, l will put him in his place. I've never been afraid of Dimitri, Luca.""I know," I scoff. "I think that was the problem, honestly.""Problem?""You never felt fear; I'm not sure you do now either. My father admired that in you, but he also hated it. And I think I know why now.""Why?" She asks quietly, thoughtfully."The same reason he's kept me from studying the protocols of being the Don. Because you're a born leader, whereas I am not. I'm a follower, Emma.""What does that mean?" She questions me with confusion. It's evident, even if only in her tone. I rethink my dec
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Continued: Sighing and gritting my teeth in annoyance, I begin to unbutton my shirt in a hurry. Shifting it off my shoulders, I hold it out to Alexandra with a stern look of annoyance, willing her to take it without saying thank you. Sven chuckles from the back of the boat. He's far enough away that his chuckle comes at me quietly, but I hear it anyway as I make eye contact with him. He never did appreciate having morals. "Thank you," Alexandra eagerly takes my shirt, wrapping it around herself, proving she was trying her damned hardest to conceal the fact she was indeed very cold. I train my gaze away from her lack of attire, aware that my staring might well upset Bianca, and I far from want to create that distance between us. Not after we've come so far in our relationship. "I think you need to start talking, Alexandra," I finally demand with a low undertone, my voice as menacing as I can make it. I want to instil as much fear as I can to successfully seek the answers I need. Bu
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Continued:"Stop calling me Bambi.""Don't you like to be reminded of who you belong under, Bee?" "Benji, I—."Surprisingly, he pushes past me, heading for the opened suitcase on the bed. He shoves a few loose articles inside, then walks off to bathroom returning with a wash bag that goes in too.I blink, like a retard. What in the hell?"Don't play games with me, Bambi. Sit down," he scowls at his hands, speaking in the same tone as before. And yet his whole demeanour changes. He drops the knife on the bed, disregarding it as if it hurt him to hold it up to me.I frown at the door I'm still stood before and I talk in a genuinely frightened and confused voice."Okay, okay. Where do you want me?" I ask."There," he point to the desk."I'll sit," I tell him, moving with my hand before me to show I'm playing his game. Even if it seems demented at this point. I walk to the desk, and I see a notepad and pen supplied by the hotel. Taking the pen I write down on the notepad.What the fuck i
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BiancaNiko executed his plan very promptly leading me and grabbing the girl as we compiled out of the small door that led us back here in the first place. But things don't continue as expectedly when I start to veer off from Niko with the encouragement of a hand that surely isn't his."Let go of me," I hiss in pain as I'm dragged by the wrist through the crowd of people. The hand holding my wrist is cold, and unlike Niko's warm and inviting touch, I recoil very quickly from the individual leading me away. I try to turn away using my weight as a tool to pivot in the direction I want to head in, my aim is to head back to the group of people that are now lingering outside the door. Back to Niko, back to safety but my feet lose purchase on the floor, my body being lifted quite easily as if I weighed nothing.The strong smell of aftershave fills my nostrils, a stark reminder of him, of Don Densel."Let me go! Let go of me," I begin to shout.Pushing away from the body I find myself crus
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Continued: Fuck, I knew bringing her here would mean trouble. No girl enters the den if not to be sold. "Stop," I hiss at Alexandra's struggles as I circle in a hurry. The weight of her stare has me wilting, yet I cannot concentrate on protecting her as I should. I should be hurrying her out of the hotel, getting her into the getaway car. Yet I'm failing my job because of Bianca's whereabouts. "Niko?" Alexandra's voice shows her confusion as she looks up from where my hand is crushing her wrist to my face. I allow myself one moment to look her in the eye, and then I continue to look around the dispersing people for Bianca but not before I see her shoulders square up rather than drop in relief. "Yes, it's me. Please stop trying to get away from me. I've lost Bianca," I worry aloud. "She's over there with Mr Densel," she points out. I halt, turning the way she looks as I see the tail end of Densel leading Bianca through a door at the back of the restaurant's main room, much as I l
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NikoI barely had enough time to glance at Alexandra's way, let alone devise a plan with Bianca to lure her away from that table and to safety. I took too long entertaining Bianca and failing to ignore the men's stares when, in fact, I should have been devising a quick escape plan as per my brief.I start thinking of big distractions. Having something like a fire creates chaos seems the best bet. We could grab her as everyone rushes to safety, but the Densels obviously do not want to play around.This Passover seems to be happening far quicker than many before it, and Alexandra is in serious danger of being lost to the Densels.No one has a clue about their bases or where they take their girls, but they live off the grid somewhere protective, and no soul has breathed a word of their whereabouts in years. I've lost a fair few girls, and none have ever shown up afterwards so I fear that's the reasoning for the lack of information. And unfortunately each girl is a life etched into my bra
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Continued: Again, I feel the weight of each gaze around the room. Are they seriously waiting for me to eat so they can perve on me some more? I push aside my discomfort and begin to eat. My mind replays our conversation, and I get the intense feeling of needing to push Niko on the subject of his private work. What's their deal, anyway? "There she is," I note, seeing one of Ivarni's sons holding onto a girl's bicep. She looks far from in perfect condition. Despite ample make-up, there's a noticeable darkened mark around her lip as evidence she's been maltreated unacceptably. Her blonde hair screams fake, especially against her tanned skin, and she looks highly dishevelled. Niko tips his beer up, and now I see why he ordered a drink with such a big glass. His movements are half hidden by the fact that he's drinking, but of course, he looks back their way as I try to place the girl's face. Her name is in the back of my mind, yet I struggle to recall it or who she is. But I recognise
