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KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA SEVENTY SEVEN | Wild Animal Unleashed
[ZARINA]After Mir left for God knows where, I spent most of the day following Aunt Alessia around. She’s a nice person. Talks really quickly and maybe a little oftener than I’m used to, but seems like she’s only excited to have Mir back. It’s been a while, she said, as long as Mir’s grandfather (her father-in-law) was alive, he used to visit nearly every month without fail. But after the old man passed away, he stopped visiting.He stopped caring.She also told me that Mir and his grandfather were really close. Together, they hung out more than Mir and his father ever did. The way she said those things, I felt as if Mir and his father did not have a smooth relationship. Though Aunt Alessia seemed as chatty as one could be, she seemed mindful not to bring up the subject of Mir’s parents.It was only then I realized I knew nothing of Mir’s past. Sure, I know about his failed marriage to Aurora and that he had a brother and Hazel as a niece, but...what about the rest? He mentioned nothi
KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA SEVENTY EIGHT | Say It Again
[ZARINA]Frozen to my spot and shocked to the deepest of my bones, I struggled to get some air into my lungs.Did I really hit him? But why? Was that because he was doing something I did not approve of? Or because...he wasn’t himself?No matter what the reason was, my face seared with embarrassment. My heart palpitated poorly against my ribs and the knots in my stomach tautened to the extent I couldn’t breathe.After fixing me with a glare for a minute too long, Vladimir retreated and stormed into the bathroom. He shut the door so loudly that my entire body shivered. My nerves caused havoc; wild goosebumps crawled like insects all over my skin. Regret pierced my chest like a cruel knife, and the more I thought about it, the deeper it burrowed.It hurt. So much. But why? He was the one who crossed the lines. Why was I on the verge of breaking down? Why were my eyes damp and blurred with tears? What was this pain...Sucking my lips, I leaned my head against the wall behind me and closed
KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA SEVENTY NINE | Never Leave Me Baby
[ZARINA]“Mir, this is...” I gasp.“Do you like it?” pressing those words into my ear, he grazes his teeth below my lobe.“...gorgeous. It’s gorgeous.”After our deep and long conversation, the previous night, Mir and I woke up with someone causing a ruckus at the door. It was only then it dawned on me that I ended up sleeping in his room. Something Aunt Alessia had been warning me since the moment we got here. Even though she was quick to assume that we had already done the deed, she expected us to be patient until the marriage and keep our desires to ourselves.And now that we’ve broken one of her directions, she sure sounded angry beating the door outside. To be honest, I panicked a little originally. Not wanting to give anyone a reason to be upset with us. But Mir had different thoughts regarding the matter. He blatantly and outrightly ignored all her screams and peeled the covers off me instead. Despite my reluctance and attempts to reason with him, he moved between my legs with
KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA EPILOGUE
“My world is a less scary place with you in it, baby. I will kiss you a thousand times every day if that’s what it takes to keep you in love with me for the rest of our days.” [VLADIMIR] "Do you take Vladimir Perazzo as your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?” I would be lying if I said those words spoken by the priest don’t fill me with dread. Because they do. Something inside me is awfully worried for no specific reason. Perhaps it’s the fear of being tricked by fate again. Perhaps I’m afraid that the past would repeat itself in a much more monstrous and hurtful way. It’s just there. Ticking like a bomb. Making me break into some serious amount of sweat. But I hold it in. Not because there’s no other choice now that dozens of people are watching us, but because the woman standing in front of me is looking at me with so much love and w
KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA ONE | Kidnapped!
“For God’s sake! Leave me alone!” screamed Zarina as she was involuntarily dragged out of her room.Tears rolled down her swollen, red eyes as she struggled against the unknown. The fierce hour of midnight saw her being pulled out of ‘Sapphire Aurora’, a lavish and luxurious hotel in Venice, by a tall male captor with broad shoulders and a husky build.Her free hand struggled to free the other, which was firmly grasped in a firm grasp, unwilling to let go.The hotel wasn’t exceptionally crowded that night, but there were a few vacationers checking in and out. The workers remained still and looked around with empty looks, but no one had the courage to raise a finger to help the unfortunate girl. The survival instinct clamped their lips and shut off their conscience, as if everything happening in front of them wasn’t there.“Please! Let go of me.” her voice quivered, body trembling with fear. “Somebody, Please!…Please!!… HELP ME!” she cried out for help, looking around at the people, si
KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA TWO | Until He is Done!
The digital clock on the nightstand read 7:28 a.m. It was a beautiful morning, and the sun shone through the window. The shimmering, warm rays crept into the room and bathed Zarina’s bare skin as she slept. Her messed-up hair flowed in every direction, doing nothing to protect her from the shaft of sunshine attempting to wake her up.Her bed was softer than the ones in the motels, and the fragrance in the air made her feel more at ease than she had expected. The only way she could get rid of the bothersome beams glaring in her eyes was to roll to the other side.Just a minute had gone by before her body tightened and she began to shudder, her eyes squeezed firmly shut. If it was possible, her eyelashes would have left imprints on her sensitive skin. Her lips dried up, and a sob struggled to escape. She was sound asleep but growing restless by the second. She rolled one more time and ended up facing up at the ceiling.“Please!…..Let …me go….Please!…Don’t…do this.” she stuttered.“NO!”
KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA THREE | Three Days!
Vladimir stormed out of the room, leaving a stunned Zarina behind. His smirk evaporated as soon as Zarina moved from his sight. He was suddenly all business and no play. His demeanor was void of emotion, just as he preferred and probably was.He was making his way to his room, shirt half-open, exhibiting a streak of his tanned skin, and blazer low on his shoulder when his phone rang.Despite the fact that he was awake, his eyes were tired as hell, and he was looking forward to a lengthy and relaxing bath. The call could, however, have been urgent. This type of organization required his undivided attention. He slipped his hand into the pocket of his trousers and took out his phone, not wanting to waste any more time.“What?” he gritted out, ignoring the caller ID. He just wanted to get it over with, fully intending to make the caller’s life miserable if it didn’t turn out to be urgent.When the caller responded, his brow furrowed, and he came to a halt.“When?” he asked as calmly as he
KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA FOUR | Red Room!
[ZARINA]Why is it always me?The question haunts me, no matter how many times I ask it. The answer is just as horrific, if not more so. My life has been a never-ending nightmare, from the very moment I was born. Even when I escaped the oppressive orphanage where I grew up and ventured into the tantalizing world of freedom, I was once again locked in a room.It seems like people like me are doomed to never achieve what we desire most. Words like “freedom,” “joy,” “compassion,” and “love” feel like they’re meant for someone else. Instead, we’re fated to endure pain and suffering, as if it’s our birthright.Every time I close my eyes, the image of what happened last night comes flooding back. Guilt consumes me, tears flow freely without restraint.If only I had surrendered to my fate, maybe a life could have been saved. Was he someone’s husband, father, or brother? Now he’s gone, erased from existence, and it’s all because of me. I feel like I’m drowning in a sea of regret, with no way
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