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Mafia’s Property. Forty-Six: Meeting With The Heads.
Carlo's POV: I was reviewing some documents and business deals when I felt eyes burning into the side of my head. Without turning my head. “What?” I sighed exasperatedly A low chuckle escaped him. “I'm just curious,” Enzo replied. My brows lifted as I finally turned to face him. “Curious about what?” Clasping his palms together, he leaned forward against my desk. “So you've been fucking Antonio's daughter. That was fast.” “I haven't fucked her. Not yet,” I replied in a dismissive tone, hoping he'd drop the conversation. But of course, he doesn't. If there was anything being friends with him for over fifteen years had taught me is that Enzo didn’t let things go until he was satisfied. “Well, from what I've heard,” he began. “You've been fucking her. You honestly don't have to penetrate her with your cock—” “Cristo santo,” I cut him off sharply. “Is this the work we ought to be doing now? Discussing my bedroom activities?” Enzo ignored my warning glare, resuming
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-11-25Mafia’s Property. Forty-Seven: Gelato
Carlo's POV: My brows dipped as a frown clouded my features. “Are you suggesting that I remarry, Alfredo?” The old bastard stared up at me, lips pursed into a thin line, he nodded. “Cazzata!” I growled. {Nonsense} He held his hand up. “Listen, that is a good suggestion and as much as you may not agree with it, what Nicolò said was true. Your son ran away and that doesn't look good for your character, it portrays you as ‘weak’ soon our rivals would think we are disorganized and weak. You know a presiding leader should always have an heir.” I thrust my hands into the pockets of my slacks, my eyes darting from one man to the next. I had fought to be Capo at age nineteen, I had killed and lost a lot to get here, to earn my spot. At twenty-four I became the youngest leader of the family against all odds. I'd be damned if I let these bastards question my credibility, my strength, my authority. Left to me I'd have wiped them off a long time ago, I had no problem doing that.
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-11-25Mafia’s Property. Forty-Eight: A New Mission.
Natalia's POV:“How do you know he's going on a business trip,” I hissed, pacing the dark hallway.Vittoria crossed her arms over her chest, leaning casually against the wall as if we weren't seconds away from getting caught. “I’m a maid, remember? I hear things. Carlo was speaking to Enzo about it last night. Something about going to Russia to sign a deal with Ivan Kozlov.”I stopped pacing, narrowing my eyes at the way she'd said that name. “What is it? Is there something wrong with this Kozlov guy?”She let out a slow, deliberate sigh, gaze darting around. “Yes and no,” she murmured.My brows dipped further. “What does that even mean?”“Ivan Kozolov is also one of the richest men in Europe, and most definitely the most powerful and richest in Russia. The media portrays him as this business tycoon who has flourishing businesses including oil companies but that's not all…” She trailed off. “What is with the suspense? Just say it, we are on borrowed time here,” I whispered harshly.
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-11-26Mafia’s Property. Forty-Nine: An Odd Feeling.
Natalia's POV: How does one successfully hide a possession you're not supposed to have access to? More like a contraband. Whatever. But how? It had just been a day since Vittoria handed me a freaking phone knowing fully well that I had been forbidden to use one. I couldn't hide it in my room, nowhere was safe. Not underneath my bed, not my closet, bathroom or even my duffel back. All night, I had tossed and turned, worried that I might get caught even before I got the chance to use it. Fuck, the paranoia was real and it was eating me up alive. Eventually, I had decided to take it down with me for breakfast. Which was why I was fighting so hard not to squirm under Carlo’s intense gaze. Something that seemed almost impossible seeing as I seated right next to him at the dinner table. The coolness of the phone's screen against my stomach felt hot, its light weight suddenly felt as heavy as a lead. My heart slammed against my ribcage as a sense of dread filled me—which was silly bec
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-11-27Mafia’s Property. Fifty: Angela.
Angela’s POV:As soon as Carlo left the dining room, my gaze darted back to Natalia, sat stiffly in her chair, trying to mask her fear and unease. But she wasn't fooling anyone—well, not me.She was scared, confused, and I couldn't blame her.I get it. I really do.I couldn’t relate to being taken away by some strange man to a strange country with no familiar face. I would lose my shit, which was why I admired Natalia. Sometimes. She might be a few years younger than me but she was fierce and relentless even in the face of danger… Something I didn't quite possess. I was a wimp. Everyone agreed to that anyway. “Hey,” I started, reaching across the table to touch Natalia’s hand, hoping to cheer her up. “It's going to be fun, I promise.”I knew what my brother did was wrong. Immoral. But I knew he had his reasons, plus, he was my brother and it was my duty to take his side, wasn't it? Besides, he was really not that bad. I swear it.Her nose scrunched up in an adorable frown. “Fun? I
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-11-28Mafia’s Property. Fifty-One: Dr. Rueben.
Angela’s POV: “You go ahead, I’ll wait outside,” Natalia said, holding the door open for me. But I barely registered her words or presence. Not while I was fighting hard to hide my reaction. It would be embarrassing to have my jaw hanging loose. Yeah, the sight before me was magnificent. Behind the desk sat the most gorgeous man I have ever laid eyes on. He looked like he was straight out of a romance book. He had soft, curly, golden-blonde hair. His brown-hazel were so beautiful and they seemed kind. He was dressed in an impeccable white coat and a blue shirt underneath it. My heart rate picked up as he got up from his seat and approached me. “Hello, I’m Doctor Rueben. Your new therapist.” He held out his hand to me. His lips curling into a wide, polite smile on his face. For a moment, I forgot to respond. All I could see was his gorgeous face—I was captivated by it. I had seen so many good-looking men, no doubt. But something about him pulled me in, had me transfixed like a h
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-11-29Mafia’s Property. Fifty-Two: A Private Jet.
Natalia’s POV:I whirled around to see Gianpaolo standing a few feet away. His presence set me on the edge and annoyed me at the same time. The way his dark gaze lingered was unsettling, and my body tense with apprehension. As if summoned, the guards who'd been keeping a discreet distance stepped closer, positioning themselves protectively at our sides.Gianpaolo raised his hands in mock surrender, a sly smile stretching across his face. His guards at his side had gone tense and alert as ours approached. “Relax, boys. I’m not here for trouble today,” he said smoothly, his tone making my skin crawl. Seriously, what was his deal? I understood he had beef with Carlo, but like leave me out of it. “Then leave,” Angela snapped, her voice sharp. “Go on your own way and let us shop in peace.”His icy eyes flicked to her, his smile widening. “The mall is public, isn't it? Or is your brother claiming this space as Moretti territory now?”“Yeah, and it’s not weird at all that we ran into you
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-11-30Mafia’s Property. Fifty-Three:
Natalia’s POV: Turned out Carlo just wanted me to sit with him, just for the sake of it. For hours, he'd ignored me, eyes glued to his MacBook as he worked. Enzo wasn't any better, he kept reviewing emails and documents on his phone too. All I could do was look out of the window and enjoy the view—more like an endless vast of clouds. About five hours later, I had grown sleepy and Carlo finally allowed me to leave his side. I was directed to the room and immediately my head hit the soft, plush pillows, I was out cold. Probably not a wise move to make as someone who had something to hide.But I was fucking tired. I had slept for over two hours and when I woke up, there on the bedside table was a meal prepared for me.For a minuteor two, I stared at the tray of food, a mix feeling of confusion and dread washing over me. I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. Or was I so used to Carlo being an asshole that I couldn't acknowledge basic act of kindness without feeli
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Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Thirteen: A Messy Blowjob.
Natalia's POV: Ding! My phone chimed with an incoming text and my heart leapt like it knew who it was. I grabbed my phone from my bedside table, glancing at its screen.Grumpy asshole: My room in five.My stomach flipped. Hard.I knew he'd give in. I might not be certain about a lot of things but this one, I was quite sure of.One thing I knew for certain is that Carlo was insanely attracted to me as I was to him even if he didn't have feelings for me—the thought of that made my chest ache but I chose to ignore it. I knew what it was from the start.Which takes me back to what I said to Angela. To Carlo, this was just sex, hot, dirty, wild sex. Nothing more. Even though I was starting to want ‘more.’Pushing away the negative thoughts, I got off my bed, and out of my room. I slipped into the hallway, heading straight for his room, my heart pumping fast with anticipation and excitement.Few rooms away from his bedroom, I caught myself grinning from ear to ear and my smile dropped ins
Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Twelve: Confrontations.
Carlo's POV: The soft raping had me lifting my eyes from my laptop. “Come in.” My eyes shifted back to my laptop and I continued working as the door creaked open. I heard it click shut but didn't bother looking up.“Hey.” My shoulders stiffened, hairs stood at the back of my neck as that familiar voice echoed around the four walls of my office. My gaze met dark blue ones. “Didn't think you'd be home.” She pulled out the chair across my desk and lowered herself into it. “Seriously, do you ever go to your company's office?” “I do, when necessary—” I paused abruptly. Why was I explaining myself? “What are you doing here, Natalia?” She arched her brows, a sly smirk tugging at the corners of those sensual lips. “Natalia? You rarely call me that.” I felt my stomach clenched but I maintained my cool on the outside, returning my attention back to my screen. “What do you want? I have a lot on my plate.” “You've been avoiding me, why?” My eyes met hers again as my mind darted back to t
Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Eleven: Girls Bonding (2)
Natalia's POV: ‘I like Carlo.’ The moment the word escaped my lips, the air around us stilled. My pulse quickened and it felt as though the heater had been turned on to its maximum temperature. Angela's fingers stilled in my hair and I pushed myself up, shifting until I was seated opposite her. She just stared at me, her expression unreadable. Embarrassment washed over me like a tidal wave, the whole situation was awkward. Why did I think it was okay to blurt it out like that? What was I thinking? This was stupid, so stupid.. “Or maybe not. I don't like Carlo. Never will. I guess I was just confused? I dunno. Just—” A loud bubble of laughter escaped her, cutting my rambling off and if I thought my cheeks felt hot earlier, it was like a burning furnace now. “Just… just forget about it.” “Forget about the fact that you admitted to liking my brother? Hell no,” she said between laughter, her shoulder trembling with it.“Did you miss the part where I said, ‘I think?’ I made a mistake
Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Ten: Girls' Bonding.
Natalia's POV: Morning sun filtered into my room, forcing me awake. My eyes squeezed shut as I rolled over, away from the window.I still needed to get some more sleep in. My body felt so weak, I'll probably need two weeks’ worth of sleep ro get back to normal. Satisfied with my new position, I hugged my pillow tightly against my chest, drifting into another peaceful sleep when a knock on my door interrupted.“For fuck’s sake!” I muttered under my breath but not moving. Maybe if I didn't answer, whoever was at the door would go away—KNOCK!! KNOCK!! “What now?!” I groaned loudly, tossing the pillow I'd been cuddling across the room. I just need so few minutes to myself, why couldn't I just get that?!KNOCK! KNOCK! “Goddammit! I'm coming!” I yelled, tossing back my covers as I slid out of bed, stomping over to my door. I grabbed the doorknob, twisting it and I yanked it open. As soon as the door opened, I came face to face with a maid and my irritation grew. “Now why would you keep
Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Nine: A Mistake.
Natalia's POV: First, the fog cleared, next, my eyes fluttered open.And then I realized; I can't feel my limbs.I couldn't move either. But I could feel hands on me.My body felt like it didn't belong to me. And maybe, it didn't. Not with the way Carlo had manhandled me. I definitely should get on his nerves more often if it was gonna end up the way it did.“Can you walk?” Carlo's deep voice penetrated my thoughts and my bleary eyes shifted to him. “We need to shower, can you walk or do I need to carry you?” I guess you'd have to carry me. I tried to speak but my tongue felt too lazy and my throat was sore from all the screaming. So all I could do was stare at him, drinking in the sight of him in a disheveled state. His thick, dark hair looked wet on some parts from sweat, some strands were flustered to his forehead. My eyes dropped to his bare chest, showing off his impressive pecs. Somewhere along the line he'd taken off his clothes, untied me and cuddled me against him.“I'd h
Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Eight: Her Punishment (2)
Carlo's POV: “N–yes.” I chuckled under my breath. “Go on, tell me why you're being punished.” “I.. er.. because.” She paused, breathing heavily as if trying to catch her breath. “Uh.. I barged into your office and spoke rudely to you.” Close enough. “That you did, but that is not why you're in this situation right now.” I heard the moment her breath hitched. “It's… it's not?” Well, it was until I changed my mind. I don't say that out loud. Wanted to keep her guessing. I moved closer to bed, admiring my handiwork on her skin. With how reddish and tender it looked, I bet she wouldn't be able to sit for days without thinking of this moment.Good.I liked the idea of being on her mind all the time.Well, for now, let's get right back to business. “I'm still waiting for your reply, bella. It's either that or I double the punishment.” “Shit.” She cursed under her breath, and I could almost hear the gears in her head turning. “You have only sixty seconds to give me a reply,” I said,
Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Seven: Her Punishment.
Natalia’s POV: ‘Strip.’That commanding tone of his already had my belly flipping really hard. But I decided to mess with him, I mean, is it going to be a fun punishment if i don't mess with him a bit.“I'm sorry, what?” I feigned ignorance, my eyes tracking his movements as he unlatched that black belt from the belt holes of his slacks. At my words, he arched his brow, folding the belt in two. “Are you trying to disobey me, monella?” I rolled my eyes but kept my lips shut. This was going to rile him up. Good. I wanted him that way.God, I was so fucking sick.Why did the idea of being punished by him make me ruby thighs together, relieving the growing ache between them.“Strip,” he growled, his eyes darkened w as he took several steps forward until he stood toe to toe with me and I could clearly make out the color of his eyes. “I will not repeat myself again. Do as I say or face the consequences.” Fuck.A shiver ran down my spine at his words, I should be afraid of the dangerous
Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Six: Let's Talk.
Natalia's POV: Why did I always make bad decisions when I was upset? Because that was exactly what I did earlier. Make a bad decision.Why did I think it was okay to barge in and talk to Carlo in that manner? That in no way helped Angela's case and I think I just made it worse.From the way his jaw clenched hard at the mention of Angela texting a man, I knew I'd fucked up. Fuck. Was there a way to turn things around? And Angela… My chest tightened painfully. The poor girl must be devastated. I think I should go see her first before deciding what to do to salvage this situation.But as soon as I opened my door, I dived face-first into a hard, warm wall, stumbling back, a hand shot out and steadied me.I didn't need to look to tell who it was, I could recognize his scent in my sleep. “Carlo?” He took a few steps forward, forcing me to move backward until he was standing in my room, locking the door behind him. “You wanted to talk. So here I am” I arched my brows, eyeing him warily.
Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Five: Apologies.
Carlo's POV: “Romeo and Francessco say they have a lead on Luca,” Enzo said, leaning back in his chair. “They said an Intel told them that he was last spotted in Andorra but they aren't sure.”I arched my brow. “Andorra?” “Yes.” Dio. This boy would be the death of me someday. Perhaps I should have just gotten my men to bundle him back home as soon as we realized he'd run to Spain. I couldn't tell what was on his mind, couldn't understand the reason why he was doing all this.But I had wanted to trust his judgement, didn't want to be the kind of father that mine was to me but this time, he was really pushing my hand. And only a matter of time will our enemies begin to go after him.Enough is enough.“If they find him, they must get him home no matter what,” I demanded. “I don't care whatever method they use, they must bring Luca home, got it?” “Sure thing, Don,” he replied with a curt nod, digging into his pockets. He produced his phone, unlocking the screen and typing rapidly on
