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Bianca

ผู้เขียน: Succie Brown
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-02-01 18:57:24

(Lisa's POV)

"Do you want anything?" Ivan asked me, but I shook my head, resting it back on the wall. I was sitting on the bare floor close to the threshold of the operating room. Ivan had offered me a seat, but I declined because I wanted to be the first person to know about Alessio's condition when the doctors comes out of the operating room.

"I'm sure you must be hungry. I can get you whatever you want to eat while the nurses attend to your wound. You're bleeding from your stab wound." Ivan said.

I slowly looked at my stomach, where I had intentionally stabbed myself. It stung, but it was nothing compared to what Alessio was going through right now. I had intentionally stabbed myself, but he never wished to be shot.

"I'll be fine. I don't need any treatment," I said, my voice barely audible.

"You need to be attended to, Madame. Boss Alessio will definitely kill me if he finds out about this," Ivan said, trying to convince me to get my stab wound treated by a nurse, but I
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  • In The Arms Of A Mafia Boss    Kissable lips

    (Lisa's POV) Bianca picked me up from the ground again, holding my hair. I winced in pain as the ache in my stomach hit me hard, but Bianca cared little for my suffering. Her eyes were filled with rage as she attempted to slap me again, but Ivan's voice stopped her. "What the heck are you doing?!" he roared. He dropped the food he got for me and briskly walked up to her. He took me from her grasp, his eyes filled with agitation as he spoke to her. "What gave you the right to hit her?!" "You know this woman too?" she asked, pointing her finger at me while I hid behind Ivan. "Who the heck is she to Don Alessio?!" she demanded. "I won't answer your question, Bianca. Leave now, or you won't like what I do next," Ivan warned, but Bianca scoffed and shot me a glare. "I'm not going anywhere until I find out what relationship she has with Don Alessio! Do you have any idea how I felt when the clan's hacker told me you had rushed out because Don Alessio was shot? And then, when I go

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-02
  • In The Arms Of A Mafia Boss    Slaughter

    (Alessio's POV)The ray of sunlight penetrated my face as I tried to open my eyes. Fully opening them, I discovered I was in the hospital, which only reminded me that I had been shot.Who dared to shoot at me? I thought to myself as anger surged through my system, but the soft snoring I heard made me squint. My eyes moved to my right, and I saw Lisa sleeping. Her head was resting on the bed while her body was seated in the chair.Did she spend the entire night with me?I tried not to smile, but a grin ended up appearing on my face. Somehow, my smile crept out every time Lisa was with me. I sat up in bed, raised my hand, and gently placed it on her head, caressing her hair softly. She stirred slightly and opened her eyes.I stopped smiling and withdrew my hand. Lisa lifted her head from the bed, and her eyes sparkled with joy at seeing me.Was she really that happy I was awake? Before I could read her thoughts through her eyes, she sprang up from the bed and hugged me.Did she just hug

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-02
  • In The Arms Of A Mafia Boss    Made of steel

    (Alessio's POV) "Where's Lisa?" I asked Ivan when I arrived back at the house. I had discharged myself from the hospital despite the doctors insisting I stay longer. I had just undergone surgery, but I turned a deaf ear to their medical advice. "She’s in your suite, waiting for you. She’s been worried about you," Ivan replied. I knitted my brows at the mention of her worrying about me. Shouldn’t she be the last person to worry about me, considering how much she hated me? I guess she’s just feeling guilty about what happened. Taking a deep sigh, I asked, "Has she eaten?" "Not yet, boss. She said she’d eat only if she sees you." I nodded and dismissed Ivan. Entering my suite, I found Lisa pacing around the room, worry evident on her face. She wasn’t aware of my presence. "Why haven’t you eaten?" I asked, making myself known. Her eyes darted to me, and she quickly rushed over. "Why did you leave the hospital like that? Do you know how dangerous it was?" she asked.

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-03
  • In The Arms Of A Mafia Boss    Sudden kindness

    (Alessio's POV) "Do you want to come with me? I can take you somewhere you'd have a good life and be free from the abuses of your stepfather," Rosita spoke in Italian to a young girl covered in bruises. I had tracked her location, and right now, she was in a restaurant, talking to a girl, unaware that I was sitting just a seat away from her. "Really? You can help me?" The girl’s voice trembled with sadness. "I want to escape from my stepdad. He abuses me and rapes me daily." Rosita placed her hand gently over the girl's, offering an innocent smile. She must have charmed Lisa with that façade. With that sweet, unassuming face, she could easily make anyone believe she was harmless. But in reality, she was nothing but a despicable woman who trafficked girls for money. "Yes. I am going to take you somewhere. They're going to treat you nicely, and you will have a good life with them," Rosita assured her. "Then take me with you. I want to go with you," the girl blurted, unaware of

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-03
  • In The Arms Of A Mafia Boss    Bikini

    (Alessio's POV) "Why aren't you saying anything, Lisa?" Isabella's voice stopped me from opening the door to Lisa's room. "Nothing happened, Isa," Lisa answered. "You're lying to me. I know something did happen. You weren't in this house for two days, and Ivan brought you back home with a stab on your stomach. I'm sure something happened, and you just don't want to tell me," Isabella pressed on. "Nothing happened, Isabella. Alessio took me out, and that's why I was away for two days. The stabbing was just an accident," Lisa grinned. When I had rushed Lisa to the hospital after she stabbed herself, no one in the house knew about it. The house was just too big for anyone to notice things, and the maids had limits on how they moved around. "He took you out?" Isabella paused for a moment and then continued, "Then does that mean you know the exit of this house?" Her tone was laced with curiosity as I lingered close to hear Lisa's answer. There was a swift silence before Lisa spoke.

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-04
  • In The Arms Of A Mafia Boss    Handsome monster

    (Lisa's POV) It’s been two weeks since the whole drama unfolded. Although I’ve told him countless times that I wasn’t going to escape like I always do, he still doesn't’ believe me. I can’t blame him, though, because I’ve tried every possible means to escape from him. I’ve been doing my best to get to know him, and in the few times we’ve spoken, I’ve come to realize that he isn’t fully the monster I had labeled him to be. He is caring when it comes to me. Should I take back my words about calling him a monster, or should I call him a handsome monster? I thought to myself, grinning. “What’s making you smile?” Vanessa and Isabella interrupted my thoughts. I snapped back to reality, realizing they were both in the room with me. We were eating together because I had said so. “Nothing,” I smiled at them, but Isabella gave me a suspicious look. “Something is fishy about you,” she said, her eyes glued to mine. “What’s fishy about me?” I muttered. “You look happier these days,

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-04
  • In The Arms Of A Mafia Boss    Pleasure

    (Lisa's POV) "You want to touch my chest?" he asked, his voice soft, sending a thudding sensation through my chest. I nodded slowly, my cheeks heating with a blush. It felt weird to ask such a thing from him, but I had seen him shirtless a couple of times and always wondered how it would feel in my palms. I never asked because I hated him. But now, I don’t think I hate him the way I used to. This handsome monster almost died because of me—there's no reason to hate him anymore. That’s why I’ve made up my mind to stay with him. "There are going to be consequences for touching my chest, Lisa," he whispered into my ear, his fresh breath fanning my face. Goosebumps erupted on my skin. "What kind of consequences?" I asked in a low voice, but he still heard me. "You already know what I want, right?" he murmured. I knew exactly what he wanted—to have sex with me. But I pushed him away slightly, my face still flushed. "I don’t know what you want," I teased. "Has anyone told yo

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-05
  • In The Arms Of A Mafia Boss    Drunk confession

    (Alessio's POV) "I thought you had forgotten about your dad's death anniversary, and that's why I decided to call you," an elderly woman said to me as she poured me a drink. She is my mother's sister. "No, I didn't," I replied, emptying the glass she had poured for me. When I told Lisa to come see me in my suite, I intended to tell her I wouldn't be home on time, but I got distracted; I can't resist her when she is close to me. It's still unbelievable that she allowed me to touch her. If not for my aunt's call, we would have been having steamy sex right now. "How have you been?" she asked with a smile, and I merely nodded. I kept in touch with her from time to time because she was the only one who felt remorseful about what her sister did to my dad. Even after my dad was buried, she wanted to take me with her. She did all she could, but Salvatore wouldn't allow her to take me, stating that I was the next mafia boss of the DeLuca family. After much effort, she gave up,

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-02-05

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  • In The Arms Of A Mafia Boss    Mad dogs

    (Alessio's POV) The night was cold, and the sky was dark, with none of the stars coming out to display themselves because it had just rained over the whole city. I had just come out of Lisa's room after she had fallen asleep. She had cuddled herself around me, using the excuse that it was cold. I didn't complain because I had actually loved it. What she did to Bianca earlier today lingered in my mind, and I couldn't help but chuckle at it. I knew she was lying. Bianca had made an attempt to hit her, but she didn't. I had pretended not to notice it because Bianca needed to pay for lying to her. What I hadn't expected was for her to ask Bianca to lick her feet. She is my woman, after all, which is why I had ordered Bianca to do as she said. Bianca isn't someone who learns easily — she always wants it the hard way. I have been restraining myself from killing her for the sake of our childhood and the promises I made to my dad, and I do hope she doesn't go to the extent of

  • In The Arms Of A Mafia Boss    Friends with benefits

    (Writer's POV) Bianca fumed in anger as she entered her room. She was paranoid about what Alessio had done to her. "How could you have done that to me, Alessio!" she screamed, feeling hurt. Her heart felt like it was being slaughtered into tiny pieces. When Lisa had told her to lick her feet, she hadn't expected Alessio to agree to it. She didn't just apologize to Lisa—she also licked her feet. Bianca was too scared of Alessio to even go against him. She had watched him grow, and she knew what kind of man he was. If not for his promise to his dad, she knew she would have long been dead. "This is all your fault, Lisa!" she screamed and angrily punched the dressing mirror in her room. Her punch broke the mirror, and blood began dripping from her hand, but she didn't care about the pain. The pain in her heart was more unbearable than the pain of a person burning in hell. Her heart ached. It ached and longed to be with Alessio, but she was just as useless as the "k" in "

  • In The Arms Of A Mafia Boss    The Don's woman

    (Lisa's POV) I yawned loudly after I was done with my trainings for the day. Thankfully, I didn't have classes with the lady who taught me how to speak Italian. I was thrilled about that because I didn't have the energy to sit through her classes. Angelo wasn't in the clan, he had left to see his family, and it kind of felt odd not having him here. He was the only one I was used to in the clan. I miss Isabella and Vanessa. If I was home, Isabella would be filling my ears with so many stories. Where she always got her stories from was something I still didn't understand. I missed the maids too—and making coffee for them. I couldn't wait to go back home after I must've proven to Salvatore that I wasn't a weakling. I sat outside just to feel the warmth of the evening breeze. While at it, I took out my phone to look at some old pictures of mine, especially the ones Alessio had taken at Gianicolo Hills, only to remember I no longer had my phone with me and that I was holding th

  • In The Arms Of A Mafia Boss    Desire to win

    (Lisa's POV) It's been a week since Alessio told me about his family. I felt pity for him because he had witnessed his own mother murder his father. It must have really been hard for him since he had no one to defend him when Salvatore heartlessly trained him. Hearing his past, I finally understood why he turned out the way he did, and why he didn't want to talk about his family. No one can grow up normal after experiencing such tragic incidents at a young age. "What are you doing?" he asked as he wrapped his arms around me from behind. I simpered then turned to look at him. "We aren't in your office, Alessio. What if the members of the clan see us together?" I muttered with a smile, looking around the shooting range. "Who cares about them?" he replied, trying to kiss me, but I resisted with a smile. "I'm training, Alessio. I don't want to get distracted," I said and shot at the shooting target, but I let out a frustrated sigh when I missed the scorning zones. "Why is it

  • In The Arms Of A Mafia Boss    Hint of tears

    (Lisa's POV) I still couldn't believe Alessio would do that to me. He had promised he would never hurt me, but yet he did. When he choked my neck, I pleaded with him, hoping he'd stop, but he ended up throwing me against the wall like a piece of paper. I had never imagined he would do that to me. Even though he hasn't said he loves me yet, I thought I was the most important person to him. So how could he do that to the most important person in his life? I was just looking out for him because it's been years since he saw a picture of his mother, and yet he reacted as if I had just shown him his worst nightmare. I want to hate him. I want to hate him for what he did, but I couldn't do it, because I was completely head over heels for him. When I sent him away, I felt hurt doing that to him, but it was the only way to show him I was mad at him for what he had done. I must have nine lives because I don't know how I've kept surviving with everything that has been happening to me ev

  • In The Arms Of A Mafia Boss    Choose me, please

    (Alessio's POV) How could I? How could I have done that to the woman I love so much? How could I have vented my anger on her like that? I should have held back. I should have held back my anger no matter how angry I was. I shouldn't have done that to her. I should have simply torn the picture when she gave it to me. But if only she had told me where she got the picture and didn't keep insisting I missed that despicable woman, I wouldn't have lashed out at her like that. Still, it didn't justify what I did to her. I didn't just choke her almost to death, I threw her like a piece of paper, making her back land forcefully on the wall. Kindness? The woman from earlier who had an abusive husband must be mistaken. There's no single kindness inside of me. The boy from decades ago is already dead. If I still had that kindness in me, I wouldn't have done what I did to Lisa. I would have held back. I had promised her I was never going to hurt her, but still, I broke that promi

  • In The Arms Of A Mafia Boss    Sickening thud

    (Alessio's POV)"Where are you?" I read the message Lisa had sent me. I was about to reply when another message came through, demanding that I come back to the clan, because she had something to give me. "A gift? What kind of gift?" I texted back. She replied that she would only show it to me when I returned back to the clan. I smiled lightly, imagining how cute she must have looked while typing the message. "Don Alessio? Are you still listening to me?" the woman across from me asked, and I shifted my gaze from my phone to look at her. She had come to meet me because she claimed to have an abusive husband who beat her and her twelve-year-old child. Right now, the child was in the hospital with only a ten percent chance of survival. "Yes, I'm listening. Go on," I said, and she began sniffling. "I know it’s all my fault for marrying an abusive man. Even when everyone warned me not to, I insisted on marrying him. I tried to run away, but no matter where I hide, he always find

  • In The Arms Of A Mafia Boss    A gift for Alessio

    (Lisa's POV) I have always been curious about Alessio's family. Anytime I brought up the topic, he always found a way to change it. Though he had said it was something he didn’t want to talk about, I couldn’t help but wonder why. Even Ivan had once warned me never to mention his mother to him. Bianca might be the second person I hate after the devil, but at least she was right about one thing. I can't claim to love a man and have countless sex with him without knowing anything about his family—what they look like, what happened to them, and, most importantly, his relationship with his parents. "You know everything about his family?" I asked as curiosity took over me. Bianca walked up to me, the smile on her face unwavering. "Do you think I was joking when I said I grew up with Don Alessio? We grew up together, Lisa. I ate from the same plate as him and even slept in the same bed. I knew the cheerful side of Don Alessio when he was still a kid, before he transformed into a

  • In The Arms Of A Mafia Boss    Subtly signaled

    (Lisa's POV) "Whoa, Lisa! You're improving so much," the lady in charge of teaching me Italian complimented after I finished reading some words in Italian. Though it was hard to pull off, I was happy my efforts weren’t going down the drain. "Thank you so much, ma. But I'm still not fluent in it," I simpered. "Yeah, you're not, but you're doing a very good job. If you keep learning, you'll be perfect—not as perfect as a native speaker, but at least you'll be able to understand when someone speaks Italian," she said with a smile, her Italian-English accent evident. Some people in the clan could speak basic English, but Italian tones were always detected in their voices whenever they spoke. I was the only fluent English speaker here, which is why I was determined to learn, so I could interact with them in the language they were comfortable with. Not to forget, there was also my deal with Salvatore. I had been getting a lot of compliments on how much I was improving in terms o

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