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Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─As my gaze met the man's, my voice trailed off into a stunned whisper, "Aldo..."His eyes widened before they trailed up and down my body. Suddenly his face closed off, cold and stern. Ray took off his hand from Aldo's chest when he was a face distance away from me. "Allegra..." he said, with a nod of his head. "It's Mrs. Mancini for you, Cerone. She's the wife of your boss, you address her with respect," Ray voiced, standing closely behind me. Aldo's lips pressed into a thin line, "My apologies, Mrs. Mancini." I acknowledged him with a simple nod, but deep down I felt nothing towards Aldo. I wasn't guilty of anything, and since the Underboss accepted me for who I am, why couldn't he? Perhaps, it was just another sign that Aldo and I were never meant to be together.As I stepped aside, I made my way into the restaurant, and to my surprise, Ray was tailing me closely. It felt strange having a bodyguard, but I guess it's something I'll have to adapt to sooner or la
Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─I stared at the dress laid out on the bed. Sparkly, blood red, and revealing, too revealing. It was a twist front ruched cutout bodycon dress or that's what was written on the card that was in this humongous box. The door opened and Glenna walked inside with a sweet smile. I had already taken a shower and my husband had ordered Glenna to make me look like a woman. He probably meant a woman he won't be ashamed of showing off to his friends and family. I don't think that's possible. Because even with this dress, those expensive heels and all that makeup. I was still Allegra Rossi—a wallflower with nonexistent curves. "Let's do your make-up first and then we'll do your hair," Glenna said. I silently went to sit in front of the vanity, knowing that there were far worse things that the men of the Cosa Nostra forced their women into instead of just revealing dresses. Glenna had pretty good makeup skills. She did my eyes first, making them appear like a cat. It kind o
Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─Hic! I didn't know what was going on, but suddenly my husband, for some bizarre, insane, and outlandish reason, looked like he had been carved by Zeus himself.As if I was looking at him for the first time, he laughed and I noticed how white and perfect his teeth are, how throaty and deep his laughing voice is, and how a beautiful vein protrudes out of his neck. He raised his hand that clutched the crystal tumbler and put it over his lips, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down with each sip, his hands were so strong, so manly, with perfectly neat and trimmed nails. The tattoos, Good Lord, the tattoos were just chef's kiss. The Roman numerals over his fingers and the skull on the back of his hand were nothing less than a work of art.As their slurred voices reached my ears, I gulped down the rest of my drink. Evangeline and Delilah asked me if I want to dance. I nodded eagerly, not really sure why I was so keen when I couldn't even dance. Marco Costello's girlfriend j
Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─"Sco—" my words got muffled into another harsh kiss, and I almost lost myself in that. The feeling of his lips on mine was unlike anything I had ever experienced. I had never been kissed in such a way. Each kiss I had shared before had been with this man. Although different, none of them compared to what I was feeling now. It was as if he was taking control of my soul, and I was willingly surrendering it to him.And the weight of his body on mine was something entirely new. It was an unfamiliar sensation, yet it aroused something deep within me. The way he pressed into me made me feel wanted, craved, and desired. My heart ached to resist his touch, yet my mind remained too hazy to deny his advances. I knew it was wrong, but somehow it felt so right. Every touch sent shivers down my spine, and every caress left me wanting more. I was in a state of conflict, torn between my desire for him and the guilt that consumed me. His tongue claimed my mouth in a possessive em
Scott ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─My neck was stiff, and I tried to loosen the muscles with a roll. Meanwhile, she was comfortable sleeping on the couch, I couldn't stop thinking about her. I was so frustrated with how effortlessly she could push me away. It made me angry that I couldn't even sleep in my bed without her, yet she had no problem sleeping anywhere.I mean, come on, how can one woman be so frustrating? I always prided myself on being irresistible to women - that no one could resist my charm, let alone my touch. But then there's Allegra Rossi, who just knows how to push my buttons and humble me in that department. It's like she was born to drive me crazy.I raked a hand through my hair, I can't believe how many times I've run my hand through my hair today. It's becoming a really annoying habit, but I can't seem to stop. And if Allegra keeps this behavior up, I might end up with a totally bald spot.As the shipment was about to sail, I made my way to the docks, exuding an air of confidence
Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─Scott left after having dinner with me, he said he will be back later tonight and not to wait up for him. I wasn't really going to.Glenna told me how worried he had been. How he let me sleep over him for hours. How he told me that he married me because he wanted to. How he ate whatever Glenna cooked for me. But what stood out the most is how he kept his promise of having dinner together with me. Underneath the layers of devilish smirks and twisted thoughts, and the pervasive sense of death and destruction, there was a charming side to him that only emerged occasionally, but it was worth the wait. I don't know if anyone else has ever seen this side of him but I already considered myself one of those lucky ones. I took my medication, for the fever and the ankle. It was already quite better, I didn't have to hop around anymore. Glenna took her leave, Ray sat in the living room while I went back to our room. I sat on my bed and grabbed my cell phone. I had a really
Hi, guys! I hope you all are doing well... I was reading some of the comments on the last chapter and if people aren't happy with the storyline then it's okay. I'm not forcing anyone to read it or pay for it. This is my story, I intend to write it the way I want. I don't like I***a-love and it's not going to happen in this book too. The book is perfectly paced for me. After everything, no woman would jump on an unknown man's bones two days after her wedding. If you guys don't have the patience for it then as I said, It's okay... Read what you like. I can't force my stories on anyone. I know my plotline, nothing has been “dragged out”. It's okay if you don't like it. I'm not going to beg people to read my work. I wish you guys well and my story isn't going to change for anyone. Peace and Love! ❤️
Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─As much as I hoped to see him today, reality hit hard. I knew he wouldn't be home until I was sound asleep.Glenna and Ray joined me at the table, and it was our daily routine. I'm glad I have them; otherwise, I would have lost my mind.Just as we were about to eat, the elevator door suddenly opened and to our surprise, Scott made his way in. With a phone clasped to his ear and a file in his hand, he was issuing commands left and right to someone on the opposite end of the phone line.I wasn't expecting him to be here, that too at this time. It was too early for him to be home. He hung up the call and his eyes fell on all of us. I opened my mouth to say something but he beat me to it. "Glenna, I'll have dinner in my study," he ordered before turning and walking to his study without a backward glance. With gritted teeth, I struggled to hold back my anger as I thought of his unfulfilled promise of having dinner with me. I had half a mind to storm into his study and
Dear readers,I want to express my deepest gratitude for joining me on this exhilarating journey through "Mafia Men III - Mancini's Bride." Your enthusiastic support and unwavering interest have breathed life into these characters, and I am truly humbled by your response.As I sit down to pen this note, my mind brims with new ideas. I'm currently crafting an enchanting werewolf romance that promises to sweep you off your feet and transport you to a world of love and fantasy. While the title is still in the works, rest assured that it will evoke the same range of emotions you've come to expect.And here's an exciting tidbit I can't wait to share: "Mafia Men IV" is already in the pipeline and is set to grace your libraries shortly after the release of the upcoming werewolf book. So brace yourselves for more thrills, romance, and intrigue from our beloved mafia universe.Before I sign off, I want to kindly ask for a small favor. If you've enjoyed the journey with Scott, Allegra, and the e
Scott ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─I often grapple with the truth about myself, an internal struggle that gnaws at my conscience.I'm a bad man, there's no doubt about it. I do fucked up shit every single day when I step out of our house. Some people would even call me an animal who only thinks of himself. But then, Allegra's words echo in my mind, her belief that I'm neither wholly good nor irredeemably bad. I'm somewhere in the middle. I navigate the murky waters, an enigma that shifts between the realms of darkness and light. I'm a creature of duality, treading a path that skirts the edges of both shadows and illumination.Her words, not mine. Only she can say such big words. Dr. Allegra Mancini—A really beautiful and intelligent woman. How the fuck did I get so lucky? But I've got to confess, it hasn't exactly been a stroll through the amusement park either. I mean, who knew that this whole "marriage thing" would require more effort than assembling a thousand-piece jigsaw puzzle?Especially
Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─"Say it again..." he said, looking down at me as I laid my head on his chest.We went at it like animals the whole damn night, couldn't get enough of each other. Even in the morning, we were still at it in the shower, water, and soap doing nothing to cool us off. Then I slipped into a satin nightdress, his muscular frame clad only in boxers. We just lay in bed, talking, laughing the aftermath of our wild night still making its presence known between my legs. I laughed, it was probably the tenth time he had asked me to repeat it, "I love you." He smiled again, staring up at the ceiling. One of his arms propped under his head and the other wrapped around me, "Fuck..." he mumbled under his breath as if I had said something completely unbelievable. "I never thought I'd ever fall in love with someone like you," I said, trailing my finger over his warm and smooth chest. He raised an eyebrow, something flashed in his beautiful eyes, "Someone like me?" I nodded, "Yes, s
Scott ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─The stupid party was over, Chiara and her family had been dragged to the basement, and her father and brother kept asking about what they did wrong, I guess their daughter will tell them everything herself. I made my way over to Allegra who sat beside Alessia clutching my jacket, a bit shaken up by what had happened. I couldn't imagine being betrayed by your best friend like that, the one you fucking grew up with. I placed my hand behind her on the backrest of the chair and leaned over her, she looked at me with those soft honey-colored eyes, a faint smile gracing those lips that I've grown addicted to. "You're okay?" I asked, kissing the top of her head. She nodded, "I'm fine." "Good, let's go home." "What about Chiara?" "What about her?" "Are you going to kill her?" I shook my head even though the thought gave me satisfaction but she was a woman of the Cosa Nostra, daughter of a Capo, I couldn't touch her. I could only leave that part to her family. "No, bu
Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─He placed a hand on the small of my back as we walked inside and the moment we entered, his laidback expression turned into a hard, vicious one. The way he glared at every other Outfit member made me uneasy, I don't know if this “peace” will last. I looked up at his face and he glanced at me, "What's wrong?" I asked. "I fucking hate their faces," he answered lowly. I smiled, shaking my head as we made our way to Nikolai and the rest. We sat around the table and on the other side was occupied by the Capones. My eyes met with Alessia and she visibly let out a sigh of relief at the sight of me. I managed to give her a small smile before turning to Silvio and that smile broadened because just by his side was Enrico grinning back at me. They were here, they were together in public with their fathers and they were happy. Nikolai, Salvatore, and Vincenzo were already engrossed in their conversation about their business and how it will be easier for their trades to be
Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─ONE MONTH LATER──── ⋆⋆⋆⋆ ────I bit my lower lip as I curled the last remaining strand of my hair. For the first time, I had gotten ready all by myself without anyone's assistance and I could say I looked like the perfect Mrs. Mancini. I wore a black silk satin dress that had a cowl neckline, and a lace-up back with a side slit, and paired it with black heels. A sharp sting on my butt cheek caused me to spin around, narrow my eyes, and rub the sore spot. Scott glared at me, taking in my appearance from head to toe, he was mad about not having sex for a long time. This morning the doctor gave him the green light to have sex but I refused, we simply did not have time for that. And now he's mad at me for not giving in. He had been asking me to sit on his face for a month now and I'm sure once we go down that road, he won't be satisfied with a single round. He only wore a pair of black boxer briefs, and his hair was still wet from our shower. "What?" I asked, thro
Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─For a moment, time seemed to stand still as I looked up at his face and he smiled down at me. Busted-up lips, swollen cheeks, broken nose, black eyes but still he managed to take my breath away. The morning light fell on his face, he glowed differently today, so injured and still looking like a handsome devil with those beautiful green eyes. "Good morning..." I answered, trying to get off the bed but he held me back again, "Scott, you're injured, stop it and the doctors will be here any time now. Let go," I said, successfully pulling myself out. He had an annoying smug smile on his face as he watched me as if he had the secrets of the universe up his sleeve. I tucked my hair behind my ears from both sides, "What?" I asked, feeling the burn of his intense gaze. He gave his head a gentle shake, his eyes stuck to me, "Nothing... you're beautiful," he said in a low voice, and good Lord, it did something to me, making every nerve ending in my body tremble. I shyly
Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─Vito drove us back to the hospital. I never thought that I'd feel this lighter, this free after ending a relationship with Luna. I don't know how or why I kept holding onto her for so long. The ultimate revenge against such a parent is to break free, persevere, and blossom into the most authentic and remarkable version of myself.Luna had problems. I can't say that she had been treated fairly by my father, he had hurt her really badly. He had called out another woman's name while he was with her but she stayed. It was on her and him not on me. She made me her outlet for the emotional abuse she received from my father. I never thought I'd be able to do it, you know, cut all ties with her, leave her in the past, and get myself out of this abusive relationship but somehow I did it. I don't know if he knows that or not but he made me stronger. He makes me feel confident and bold, he makes me want to do things that I had never imagined I'd ever do. Vito parked the car
Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─Ray's face went through a whirlwind of emotions as we crossed paths outside the hospital: surprise, followed by a wave of relief. Flashing a brief, reassuring smile, I quickly made my way down the hallway, hopped into the elevator, and ascended eagerly to find out how he was doing. When I got there, he was inside with the doctors. No one was allowed to enter so we waited outside. Neither Nikolai nor Lorenzo opted for respite, not even for a fleeting moment. I sat on a waiting chair that was outside the room and Ray sat beside me, "I heard what you did... I can't believe you saved him. How did you do it?" I turned to look at him and gave my head a gentle shake, "I had help." Ray raked a hand through his hair, "Everyone is talking about how you practically got all the men out of their territory unscathed," his eyes showed admiration and respect.I managed to give him a feeble smile, "As I said, I had help..." If it wasn't for Silvio Capone, things might have gone