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Ninety-One: Deal, again.
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Natalia's POV: Fine. I can not handle this shit. But I'd rather drink sewage water than admit it to Carlo. We'd only had two glasses before our meals arrived but I could swear I could see everything in doubles—or maybe I was just being dramatic. Hopefully, eating would help keep me sober. Couldn't say how true that was since I was almost done with my food and still felt funny…. I stuffed another piece of the seasoned grilled chicken into my mouth when I noticed his eyes on me. My eyes met his, and I noticed he had barely touched his food but it seemed like he was done eating. “What? “Tell me about yourself.” My eyes widened slightly as I dropped my fork in a dramatic clang against the ceramic plate. “You did not just ask me that.” And out of nowhere! He frowned, brows knitting together. “I did. Is there a problem?” Well, considering the fact that you already know everything about me…I'd say… yes. “It's weird.” “Weird?” He arched a brow, a puzzled expression etched on
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Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Ninety-Four:
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & EIGHTY-NINE: Natalia's POV: My eyes fluttered open and the first thing I noticed was the big hand resting on my waist and I stiffened.Carlo?Carefully and slowly, I turned around coming face to face with a sleeping Carlo. Like this, he looked so peaceful and even more gorgeous. So he came back to bed, cuddling with me. I thought. I could stay like this for hours—days—and not move, I love being in his arms like this, I love being this close to him. For the next ten minutes or so, I lay quietly, until his eyelashes fluttered open revealing those gorgeous eyes to me.“You're awake,” he mumbled in a deep, throaty voice and I smiled.“Yes,” I whispered. “I was watching you sleep,” I said before I could stop myself, almost like my mouth had no filter.He smiled. “You enjoy watching me sleep?” Maybe more than I'd like to admit. “I don't know,” I lied, avoiding his eyes. “I'm thirsty, could you move your arm?” “Don't stress yourself, I'll get water for you,” he i
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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & NINETY-ONE: Carlo's POV: My knees buckled. I can count on a single hand the number of times I've felt this way. Helpless, frightened, powerless.“Don't you dare lay a finger on her!” I barked, my voice trembling. “I can't promise that, Carlo,” the bastard drawled. “Your cooperation determines how this goes. If you do as I say, she gets to walk free, unharmed.” “What do you want?” I gritted, grabbing my phone so hard it was a surprise it didn't Crack. “Name your price.”“You, Carlo?” I could hear the smile in his voice. “You're the prize.” This fucking bastard. “Fine!” From the corner of my eyes, I could see Enzo shaking his head, saying no but my mind was made up. “You will come to the location I've just sent you,” he ordered. “Come alone, Carlo. I don't need any of your minions, just you. You in exchange for your whore.” I didn't wait for any more babbling from me, I hung up, checking the location he sent as Enzo walked up to me.“You can't go there alo
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