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Scott ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─I stalked over to the mini-bar and poured the strongest drink I could find. Her taste was still lingering on my tongue, her scent on my skin, she was haunting me like a goddamn curse. She was everywhere, consuming my thoughts and emotions, and I couldn't shake her off. It was like she owned me, body and soul, and I hated myself for letting her have that kind of power over me.I turned and my eyes zeroed in on the couch, specifically where my little, innocent wife had bled. It made me feel like shit.The situation was an absolute mess, and my mind couldn't wrap around the chaos that had occurred, not just in the last few minutes, but before that too. Who knew guilt could make an appearance in my emotions, considering it was never a part of my personality? But tonight, it had to make its grand entry and ruin everything.This damn burning whip of guilt wasn't going anywhere tonight! I guzzled the entire glass down and poured myself another one, observing the damn stains o
Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─I woke up, my body was aching badly, making it difficult to even move. I let out a low groan as I tried to lift myself up and leaned against the headboard for some support.Glancing to my side, I noticed a painkiller and a glass of water kept on the nightstand. Did he leave it here for me? I reached out for the pills and quickly swallowed them with a sip of water.I turned to glance at my husband's side, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. It was as empty and immaculate as it had been the night before, he never came to bed. I couldn't shake off the feeling of insecurity that had settled in the pit of my stomach. I wondered if he was disgusted with me, with us. I found myself sighing heavily, my hands trembling as I ran them through my hair and down my face.With a sharp pain piercing through my core, I couldn't help but wince and shift uncomfortably. The memories of last night kept playing through my mind like an old movie, black and white, and grainy. I bit
Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─"You didn't think it was important enough for me to know that my grandfather was in a hospital?" I said through clenched teeth. His dark black hair wasn't combed back neatly but they were tousled and dropped over his forehead, he ran a hand through them and roughly combed them back. My eyes followed the busted-up knuckles before he shoved his hands in his pockets. He took slow and deliberate steps towards me, looking me up and down. He stopped right before me and asked, "How are you?" He completely ignored what I had said and looked like he had no plan to answer me, "I asked you a question." "I did too..." "I asked first."He sighed, "How are you, Allegra, did you see a doctor?" I glared at him, my heart was hurting and I was so mad at him for keeping me from Grandpa. I wanted to lash out, I wanted him to know that if something happened to him I will blame him for it. I will blame him for not letting me say goodbye. I gritted my teeth, "I'm fine... why didn't
Scott ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─I slowly walked over to Allegra and held her chin between my forefinger and thumb, Turning her head to the side to see the damage that had been afflicted on my wife. Her pale cheek was now red and a single tear slid down that cheek. I've always seen people losing their minds in anger, but never quite understood until now. Even whenever I was at my peak of rage, I was able to keep my composure. But at this very moment, I couldn't even guarantee that I could control my actions.She's a woman... She's a woman...She's my wife's mother...She's a woman...Fuck, she is a fucking woman...The next second, Allegra's hands clasped my arm, her nails digging into my forearm. She knew... it was surprising, it had only been a month since we got married but she knew that I was about to lose it."I'm fine..." she whispered, looking into my eyes. I smiled at her, she wasn't. She wasn't fucking fine. She had her handprint on her delicate cheek. She was already hurt from last nigh
Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─I got so overwhelmed with happiness and relief that I ended up throwing myself in his arms. But it's okay, right? He is my husband... temporarily but still, he is and after what happened between us, I think hugging is fine. I mean he kissed me and made me sit on his lap in front of Mama... So, this isn't awkward or anything, is it? I slowly stepped away from him and looked up at his face. It was serious but the dark amusement that lingered in those beautiful green eyes wasn't lost on me. I tucked my hair behind my ear awkwardly and shifted my weight on the ball of my feet, "I can't believe, he is awake..." I said to him, trying to ease this weird electric charge I felt between us. He put his hand in his pockets and leaned against the wall, "Me too, I thought this time will be over for this old man." The second I registered his words, my smile fell and got replaced with a scowl. Just when I start to think that he may have some redeeming qualities, he goes on and
Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─"Did I miss something? Because I don't recall giving you permission to bring Linus to my place," he asked with a hint of apathy in his tone. "I could be mistaken, but I don't remember you asking me for permission either."I shrugged my shoulders, trying to keep my composure, while my heart pounded with apprehension. "I assumed you'd understand that Grandpa needed care, and I couldn't just leave him alone." He let out a mocking laugh and shook his head in disbelief, "Oh, of course, because my house looks like a perfect hospice where you can dump anyone who's sick."I was taken aback by his tone, the way he phrased it. My eyebrows pinched together, "It's just for a few days then he'll leave. He needs someone to take care of him. I'm not going to leave him alone at this time..." "The doctor said he is fine now, isn't he?" "Yes, but—""No, buts, Allegra. I don't want a stranger in my house.""He is not a stranger, he is my grandfather. I can't leave him alone when he
Scott ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─"You're sponsoring the kid?" Niko asked. I lit up the cigar, inhaled, blew out the smoke, and nodded, "He's a good kid, Italian, orphan, has no friends that he cares about or anyone that cares about him. He is a loner. I found him on the street while he was beating the shit out of Valachi." "Jimmy Valachi?" "Yeah, that fat pig was getting owned by a fifteen-year-old boy... So, instead of helping out the pig, I grabbed the kid and asked him who he was. We took him down to the warehouse to know why he attacked our men, Alessandro grilled him hard for hours but he didn't break. As it turns out, our esteemed soldiers, Jimmy and his pack of lazy, good-for-nothing thugs tried to rob the poor kid of a measly box of cigarettes. How pathetic can you get?" I scoffed.Niko let out a laugh, resting one leg over the other, "Jimmy got what he deserved." "I gotta say, that kid impressed me. He's got some serious balls, taking on three guys and still coming out on top. That's the
Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─Overwhelmed by shock and horror, my legs crumbled beneath me, causing me to collapse onto the cold, hard floor. My gaze locked onto Ray's face, desperate for any reassurance that this was all just a stupid prank, refusing to accept the cruel reality before me.My chest heaved up and down, I didn't cry, I don't know why, I couldn't cry. The tears didn't come. I just didn't know what was happening around me. The world transformed into a hazy blur before my very eyes. The only sound I could perceive was the rhythmic cadence of my own breath, the echoes of my racing heartbeat thudding persistently inside my mind.Father Linus Rossi passed away earlier this morning... No, no, he didn't. He was just here a few hours ago. He was here with me. We talked, I fed him with my own hands, I gave him his medication, and I made sure he was perfectly comfortable in bed. He seemed perfectly fine. The doctor even assured me that he was in good health and could be taken home. He was a
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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