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The Truth
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Indebted to the Mafia King   Acceptance
TonyI couldn't stay at home. After I saw the pictures of my mom and realized that Ellie was, in fact, my daughter, my entire world collapsed. I couldn't think straight. I couldn't understand what made Chloe keep this huge secret from me for years. How could she live under the same roof as me now, with our daughter, and not tell me the truth, not tell me Ellie was also mine?I had missed so much. And the worst part was that it wasn't even my choice. I wasn't given one from the start. She had chosen that for me. No matter how hard I tried to find a reasonable explanation as to why Chloe did this to me, I always ended up hitting a dead end. There is no excuse, there is no reasonâĶ Why would she allow someone like Mateo to be around her and Ellie when she could have come to me sooner? Why did she think she could keep such a secret from me? What gave her the right?I felt overwhelmed with emotionsâfeelings I didn't want to feel. I didn't want to hate Chloe, or question her reasons, but i
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-11-11Indebted to the Mafia King   Overdue Confrontation
Chloe"I can't do this. This is fucking insane," Tony says to me, turning and walking away from me.I grab him by the wrist before he has the chance to disappear from my sight. I've been waiting for him to return home for hours. After he left, so angry at me, I put Ellie to bed and took a shower, taking the time I needed to get my mind into the right place.Tony was never supposed to find out about Ellie this way. I did plan to tell him eventually, but with everything that happened in my life recently, I couldn't drop another bomb on him like that. I've imagined how it would be to tell Tony about it so many times during the past two years, but I didn't picture any of them being like this.Sure, I imagined he would be mad at me, but the look in his eyes when I didn't answer him earlier, and the way he seems disgusted by me right now is more than I can handle. "Wait. Please, Tony. Just let me explain," I beg. I'm struggling to fight back the tears that are desperate to fall. I thought
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-11-12Indebted to the Mafia King   At Last
ChloeWhen Tony's fingers brush against my sensitive, swollen clit, I whine, squirming under him. He hisses immediately, feeling my wetness soaking his fingertips, and his other hand, which is still on my breast, squeezes it involuntarily."Shit, you're so wet, Chloe," he murmurs, lowering himself on me once more. Then his hand pulls my cleavage down, finally releasing my breasts. My brain threatens to explode when Tony grabs one nipple into his mouth, licking and sucking at it while his other hand plays with me down there. I am overwhelmed with sensations, unsure of what to do with my hands and myself."Tony," I cry again. I want him to finish me soon, but I also want him to take as long as possible. He makes me feel so good, and we have barely even started. The one and only time we slept together, I was drunk. And even though I still dream about that moment to this day, it isn't as clear to me as I wish it was. I can't believe I'm getting to experience it again.He doesn't seem t
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-11-13Indebted to the Mafia King   The Next Morning
ChloeAfter Tony and I make love in the living room, my senses start to return to me slowly, and I suddenly feel embarrassed for my behavior. It occured to me that I acted like a desperate and horny teenager. Not having sex in a while did that to me, but even so, I wished I had controlled myself better.However, when he offered for me to sleep with him afterward, in his bed, I didn't hesitate in agreeing. I grasped at the opportunity like it was a life saver. I didn't know what to expect from the next morning, so if I could have a little more time with Tony, I'd take it.We didn't have sex again, even though I secretly wanted to, but having his arms around me while I drifted to sleep made me feel safer than ever before. His scent calmed me immensely, and his slow breathing, close to my ear, felt like a lullaby. The first rays of sunshine beam through the half-closed curtains of his bedroom early in the morning, and I stretch lazily, turning on my back. A heavy weight on my stomach ma
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-11-14Indebted to the Mafia King   From Boss to Boss
TonyChloe's scent on my sheets woke me up, but not finding her beside me left a sour taste in my mouth. For a moment, I wished she was there with me, so we could spend some time together, even if just talking. I wouldn't mind doing more if she wanted though. Judging from the way she groaned and squirmed under me last night, I could only assume she liked it.Now I can finally remember what she looked like when she was under me. I can finally remember her moans when I pleased her. I can still feel her soft skin on my fingersâĶ God, she is so damn perfect it hurts.I wished I could stop time and just have her to myself for an entire day, not having to worry about anything other than making her happy and satisfied. That'd be a fucking dream.But when I stepped out of the shower and saw an incoming call from Dante, I stiffened on the spot. He doesn't normally call me, so I picked it up immediately. When I heard he was in town, I stormed out of the room, quickly kissing Ellie and Chloe good
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-11-14Indebted to the Mafia King   Girl Talk
Chloe"Eleni?" I blurt out in shock.My old friend smiles at me from across the door, her newborn cradled in her arms. He is so cute, his round cheeks reddened by the chilly breeze outside. "Oh, my God! Come inside!" I rush her, urging her to get out of the cold weather with her baby. "Are you crazy? What are you doing here? Didn't you just give birth?" My mouth is agape as I take them both in.Eleni chuckles, lulling the kid who looks almost asleep, his little eyes blinking heavily. "This is Ilias," she tells me amusingly. "And yes, I did. But that's one of the perks of having a private jet. I get to travel more comfortably. How have you been? I missed you a lot." She manages to give me a hug while still holding Ilias, and I welcome it, having missed her a lot as well."I missed you too. And I don't even know where to start," I admit, guiding her toward the living room. "I can't believe you're here. Come on, Iâll make some coffee. Do you want decaf?â I think back on Ellieâs newborn
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-11-16Indebted to the Mafia King   Scare
TonyI get to Cal's casino bar in record time. I hate when he is enigmatic in text messages, but since our businesses have to be kept in the dark, I can't blame him for not telling me right away what the problem is. The urgency in his words made my skin crawl, but I have no idea what to expect when I walk into his bar.His guys gesture for me toward the basement, a place I have been only twice ever since I met him. Both times weren't for nice businesses. That's where he deals with dirty shit, in all senses of the word. My stomach is twisting as my footsteps echo through the empty, sultry hallways. I bump into a few other men who seem to be guarding the place, and that only makes me anticipate even more what I am about to find.When I reach the last door to my left, I encounter a scene that isn't at all unfamiliar to me. A young man who seems to be in his early thirties is tied to a metal chair, his arms and legs wrapped with tight ropes. The room is dark, but I can see his face is swo
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-11-17Indebted to the Mafia King   Powerless
ChloeAfter my mom left, I took a shower and decided to prepare dinner for when Tony arrived. Ellie only woke up to have dinner and then went back to sleep, and I was glad, because I'd have time to cook something nice without having to watch her.Iâm not sure Tony will come back for dinner though. He left in the morning and I haven't heard from him since, but when I hear his voice frantically calling me from the front door, I don't know what to think. He sounds worried, disturbed even, and when he shows up at the door, I notice how pale he looks. "Tony? Is everything okay? What happened? You seem like you have just seen a ghost," I ask softly, not wanting to frighten him more. But he doesn't say anything. He doesn't answer me. He simply strides toward me, wraps one arm around my waist, and pulls me flush against him. Then he kisses me, so desperately that it catches me off guard, almost stealing my breath away.I don't know what got into him, and even though I'm dying to ask him, I
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Indebted to the Mafia King   Conflicts
*Tatiana*I grit my teeth and force myself not to roll my eyes. Throwing a tantrum wonât helpâbut that doesnât stop the anger simmering just beneath my skin. I donât like the way Angelo drew that line between us. Cold. Sharp. Final.Itâs not just that heâs shutting me out. Itâs how heâs doing itâlike Iâm still some piece on his chessboard, a liability to manage. A prisoner, technically. But from him? Thatâs a slap in the face.Heâs across the kitchen, body rigid, watching me. I ignore him. If he wants distance, fine. Iâve had worse from men with half his brain and twice his ego.I focus on the window, jaw tight. I will find a way to be useful, whether he lets me or not. I didnât survive this long just to be benched.âGive me a cigarette,â Angelo mutters, moving toward Sal and snatching the pack from the table.My gaze flicks over in time to see the tension in his shoulders, the anger in his hands.He doesnât smoke. Hasnât since I got here.âSure you wanna do that?â Kian asks, brows ra
Indebted to the Mafia King   Disagreements
AngeloI pull myself from the bed and get dressed, still feeling the rush from my quick encounter with Tatiana. As much as I want to spend more time with her, I know I can't afford to linger. Workâs been piling up, and Iâve been slacking latelyâever since things started getting heated between us. The Saints need me, and I canât ignore them.Keeping an eye on Tatiana, as per Tonyâs orders, has also taken a lot of my focus. I havenât had a chance to personally discuss with him yet what Tatiana shared with me about her past and her involvement with the Rominas, but I know that Sal and Dice have already filled him in. I just hope Tony doesnât see her as a liability or a potential threat, but instead, as an ally."Can I ask you something?" Tatianaâs voice pulls me from my thoughts. Sheâs lying there, looking up at me, her lashes fluttering in that way I know always gets me."Sure," I reply, trying to sound casual. I walk back toward her but keep my distance so we donât end up going for ro
Indebted to the Mafia King   Making Up
TatianaThe morning sun warms my skin, stirring me gently from sleep. I stretch my arms above my head, muscles loosening as a sense of peace settles over me. Itâs strange how a good nightâs sleep can reset everythingâmy mood, my resolve, even my sense of purpose. Today, I feel new. Whole.Turning to my side, I gaze at Angelo. Heâs still asleep, facing me, his features relaxed and soft in the quiet light. I take him inâthe curve of his lips, the strong line of his jaw, those unruly dark curls that slip over closed eyes, guarded by lashes so long they could make any woman jealous.He looks like a different man when heâs asleepâunbothered, weightless. Awake, he carries the world like itâs chained to his back.A part of me wants to believe Iâm the reason for that peace. That Iâm helping him, in the way heâs helped meâjust by being here, by seeing him, really seeing him, the way that no one else has. Just as heâs able to see me differently.My heart pounds as flashes of the past two weeks
Indebted to the Mafia King   Nostalgia
*Tatiana*Getting to finally meet two other members of the Saints feels somewhatâĶ exciting. I was shocked to see the one I had cut while running away from the wedding was part of their gang. This whole time, Iâd just assumed that he had been working for Oleg. At least he doesnât seem to be holding a grudge against me, which is a relief.The other one, thoughâDiceâwas harder to convince that he can trust me, but in the end, I think they both believed me and my story. I still donât know the plans they have for me, and I assume they need to tell their boss what Iâve disclosed first, but surprisingly, Iâm not that worried about my future anymore. I know Angelo wonât leave me on the street by myself. Heâll find a way to keep me protected, even if his boss tells him Iâm of no use to them anymore.Maybe I can return to Russia and start again somehow. The mere thought of leaving Angelo behind hurts my heart, but if thatâs what it comes to in the end, Iâll have to find a way. Itâs a bit alar
Indebted to the Mafia King   Bonding Over Breakfast
AngeloTatiana and I spend the rest of the day in her room, only leaving for dinner, and weâre back in bed before midnight. The house is empty because the rest of the team had to go to a meeting with Tony and left me here watching herâsince, in their words, I already know how to deal with her.I wanted to punch the smirks off their faces, but they werenât wrong.I also donât want them near Tatiana while theyâre still so suspicious of her. That would only scare her. And now that sheâs shared everything with me, Iâm more convinced than ever that I was right all alongâshe was never a threat.Thereâs no way she could be such a good actor and lie about her past. I saw the pain in her eyes, the hatred, and the guilt she carries. Itâs the exact same look I see in the mirror when I stare at myself.I told her I didnât think I could hate Oleg any more than I already did, but now that I know what he put her throughâĶ God, rage boils inside me to the point I can barely control it.Luca, Tatianaâs
Indebted to the Mafia King   Sharing Secrets
*Tatiana*I lie against Angeloâs chest, staring blankly at the wall, his thumb circling gentle caresses on my back. The sun is setting outside, and I have lost track of how long weâve been here. For all I care, we could just stay here forever. I wouldnât mind.I wonder where the other guys are or if they know what weâre doing in here, but I donât bother to ask ngelo about it. Not that Iâm embarrassed about what we did, but weâre supposed to be enemies, kidnapper and kidnapped. This isnât how things were supposed to evolve between us.I bet they hate me for not giving them what they want, for wasting their time, and for fucking Angeloâsomething theyâre all probably aware of by now.But what can I do? Itâs not like I forced him to sleep with me. I didnât even try that hard to seduce him.âWhat are you thinking about?â he whispers against my head, placing a soft kiss on my temple.âNot much,â I reply with a shrug.âI doubt that,â he says, continuing his featherlight strokes on my skin.H
Indebted to the Mafia King   Make Me Regret
*Tatiana*âThen what is the problem?â I stare into Angeloâs eyes, waiting for him to explain why heâs suddenly being so cold to me.His body language is fuckng confusing as hell. I see desire in his eyes, but heâs keeping his distance from me. I wish he would stop playing games and just be upfront with me. I donât have time for bullshit right now.âListen, you already know the situation weâre in. I donât want to lie to you or pretend everything is okay because it is not,â he begins. The weight of this presses down on him enough that his shoulders slump a little.âI know,â I state firmly. âIâm not a child. I understand the situation weâre in right now. Trust me, you donât have to worry about that.â If he only knew the things Iâve seenâĶ. I take another bite of my steak, but Iâm no longer hungry. I force myself to eat anyway since I donât know when Iâll have another chance to.. If this conversation goes south, this might be my last meal of the day, so Iâd better force it down.Angelo sig
Indebted to the Mafia King   A Different Kind of Training
*Tatiana*At first, Iâm shocked by whatâs going on, barely reacting to Angeloâs lips on mine. But it lasts less than a couple of seconds before I groan against him and grant his tongue the access he so desperately wants.Angelo pulls my body against his, his hands wrapped around my waist, keeping me trapped against him. His kiss is so delicious, so enticing, soâĶ sexy. He knows exactly what heâs doing, his tongue dancing inside my mouth as if it wants to commit this moment to memory.When he sucks my bottom lip, I forget all the reasons why this is completely wrong. I shouldnât let this happen, but right now, I canât find any answer within me as to why not.A moan escapes my throat when I feel his hands moving from my hip, down to my ass. He grabs and squeezes before pulling me tightly against him.Heâs already hard for me, and thatâs the only sign I need to know he wants the same thing I do. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him down and deepening the kiss even more. Angelo doesn
Indebted to the Mafia King   Combat Training
*Tatiana*I wake up in a strange room, my entire body sore, my head pounding, my leg muscles weak from all the running yesterday, and to make it all worse, nightmares kept me up all night, so Iâm also groggyâand irritable.Visions of my parents being murdered flashed before my eyes all night long. The blood dripping down their faces, Olegâs vicious grin, a silent scream stuck on my lips. Iâd wake up in a cold sweat, only to fall back asleep and start the cycle all over again.Each time I screamed, I woke up my babysitter. It wasnât fair to him, and at one point, I considered staging away. But I couldnât do that. I was too exhausted to keep my eyes open.Still in bed, I look over to find that the armchair Angelo stayed in all night is empty with no sign of him ever being there, other than the fact that it is closer to the bed than it originally was. My screaming mustâve alarmed him enough so that he moved it closer.Was he concerned about my well-being or annoyed that he had to keep cr
