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Hundred & Nineteen: Haunting Dreams.
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Natalia's POV: Fuck. His wounds look bad. I thought, feeling my chest twist with an unpleasant feeling… If only there was a way to take his pains away, stop him from doing this to himself… Well, Doctor Camilla had said we could help… couldn't wait to hear the ideas she had.“Nngh,” Carlo grunted in pain and I craned my neck even more, watching from the side as Doctor Camilla took out the damaged bandage to redress Carlo's wounds. “You still don't want the pain meds?” She asked him.“No,” he grunted and I had to fight back an eye roll. Seriously, what is his problem? He was obviously in pain. “But you need it.” The words left my mouth before I could stop myself and he threw me a warning glare.Fine. Whatever. At least he was better now, a lot calmer which is definitely a good thing. My heart could finally be at peace.In silence, I watched her expertly replace the bandage with another one after she'd cleaned up his wounds. “I think you should be careful how you move that arm,” she s
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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & TWENTY-ONE: Natalia's POV: It was clear Caterina hadn't said a word to her. But why? It wasn't anything she didn't already know… I should tell her…I think it's probably nothing and I was just overthinking things. Caterina probably didn't want Angela worrying about Carlo's health.“You're unusually quiet,” She said softly, her questioning eyes not leaving mine. “Is there something you're not telling me?” I lost the battle, dropping my gaze as I pulled out my phone. “Why would you think that?” I answered her question with another. The look on her face told me she wasn't buying my bullshit. “You're deflecting.” She nudged her glasses up her straight nose. “Natalia, I'm not stupid, I've lived with zia my whole life and I can tell something is wrong. And for some weird reason, you're aware of it. So spill.” I kept my eyes glued to my phone, typing rubbish on it. “This is stupid,” she huffed, sounding upset. “Zia would definitely talk if I pester her but she loo
Last Updated : 2025-01-12Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Twenty-Two: Avoidance.
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & TWENTY-TWO: Carlo's POV: EIGHT DAYS LATER…Thanks to the little soundproofing in the vip lounge, the loud music blasting from the club's speakers were almost muffled.At first, coming to a club to distract myself, to just have some drinks and chill seemed like a good idea. But twenty minutes in and I'm not so sure it was a good idea anyway.“Can I speak freely?” Enzo asked, leaning back against the couch as he nursed the glass of whiskey in his hand.I scoffed, tapping my cigarette against the ashtray to expel some ashes. “When have you ever not spoken freely to me? You just use my title to mask your sharp tongue.” He pretended to be shocked by my words, clutching at his heart. “Now it hurts me to think you actually think I have no respect for you.”I puffed out a ring of smoke. “Enzo, if you had no respect for me you would have been six feet under, you know that.” “Alright, alright you have a point.” He took a sip of whiskey, setting the glass down on the sm
Last Updated : 2025-01-12Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Three: 'Pity Is Mockery.'
Natalia's POV;TWO DAYS LATER…Me: so this is it? Me: you'd ignore me forever? seriously this is so fucking childish and not what I'd expected from someone like you…I stared at my messages to Carlo and heaved a tired sigh. He's read them. It literally shows that he has and yet he doesn't respond. It had been almost two weeks since anyone at home had last seen him and this was getting ridiculous…My thumb hovered over the screen as I tried to make a decision if I should send him more text messages or not. The shrill sound of my phone's ringing tone and Doctor Camilla's name flashing on the screen made a decision for me unfortunately. No texting then…I swiped to answer the call, placing my phone against my ear. “Hello?” Hrt voice crackled through the phone. “Hi, Natalia. How are you?” “Good, I guess?”I heard her exhale deeply. “He's still avoiding home?” More like avoiding me. “Yes and he won't reply to my texts yet he reads them. All of them.” I heard her curse under her breat
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Natalia's POV: ‘Luca is back.’ Why did that seem like trouble? Naaa, I was overthinking again. As the words escaped Enzo's lips the world seemed to have stopped, my eyes were wide with shock, Doctor Camilla's brows were almost kissing her hairline and from the shocked expression on Carlo's face… he hadn't expected that either. Wait… didn't he have Luca followed? I thought he knew his whereabouts since he was keeping a close eye on him. Surely, he would've been informed beforehand that his son was returning to Italy, right? “How do you know that?” Carlo broke the silence as he strode across the room to Enzo, taking the phone from his fingers. He glanced at the phone's screen and whatever he saw on it confirmed it; Luca was home. “This is nuts,” Enzo half laughed. “We couldn't even find him the last time he was spotted in Andorra. It felt like he knew we were following him and he was running away and now he shows up back in Italy. Willingly… What is going on in his mind, w
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Carlo's POV: ‘Natalia. I want to marry her this time.’ His hard, cold gaze held mine unflinchingly as the words left his mouth. His words rang in my ears, over and over again and yet, I wanted to pretend like he hadn't uttered the most absurd and ridiculous things. He wants Natalia back? She was mine. He'd left her, clearly wasn't interested in her. He can't have her. She's been in my bed severally. I knew how she felt wrapped around my bare cock, I've had my tongue far up her cunt, I knew how she tasted even in my sleep. She was mine in every way. And I was certain he knew she was my mistress even if he'd been away for months. Everyone within and outside our circle knew, surely, he must have heard the gossip. So how could he want her? I guess he didn't mean it, right? Right. But I waited. Waited to hear that he was joking, that he'd been messing with me but instead, the silence stretched. The tension in the room grew thicker, almost suffocating as Luca bored his col
Last Updated : 2025-01-15Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Twenty-Seven: Talk With Luca.
Natalia's POV: This has to be a joke. Really. A mean one. He was threatening them now? With his death? There was no way Carlo would refuse him now. No way. As much as he'd like to act tough to the outside world, act like he didn't have feelings, I knew how much he loved Luca. He wouldn't let his son die just because of me… I was literally nothing to him. Just his property. My eyes stung with impending hot tears and I blinked them away… Ignoring the way it felt like my heart was ripping apart. With everything that had been happening these past few months, I'd forgotten my place in Carlo's life and I foolishly fell for him… Now look. He was going to give into Luca's demands, that much was certain. I could still hear them trying to reason with him. It wasn't working. I could feel my hands literally shaking, my hair sticking to the back of my neck from the sweat there as my heartbeat echoed loudly in my ears. This was bad. This was really fucking bad. My stomac
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Mafia’s Property. Two Hundred & Fifteen:
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED & FIFTEEN: Carlo's POV: PRESENT…“I can't believe Angela and Alessandro's mom did all that to you and your mom and still, you raised them and loved them,” Natalia scoffed angrily and I smiled.“Their mother hated them anyway and if we are being honest, I and zia did most of the work even before the incident,” I tell her. “Still, it is unfair.”“You talk like you aren't raising the child of the man who traumatized you,” I pointed out and she frowned.“That's different!” “It is really not.”Her frown deepened. “But Alessandro hates you, he tried to kill you! He thinks you deserve to die for what you did to his mother.”True. But.. “Alessandro doesn't know the whole truth and I don't blame him. I can't even punish him for it.”“Then why did you send men to look for him?”I gave it a brief thought before I replied. “Well, at first, I was furious. I still am. He put you in danger when all he really wanted was to harm me. I needed to punish him for that. But then, af
