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Last Updated : 2024-10-31Mafia’s Property. Twenty-Two: His Mantenuta.
Natalia’s POV: Carlo finally returned a week later. But for the past two days, I hadn't seen him, not once. It was like he was avoiding me and it was driving me crazy.After everything that’s happened, he's just going to ignore me? I needed answers—needed to know about Luca’s disappearance and my future.A knock on my door and one of the guards walked in. “Boss would like to speak with you, in his office.”Fucking finally!I got off the bed and followed the guard out to Carlo’s office. The guard opened the door and I walked in, finding Carlo behind his desk. The light from the opened blinds played across his cheekbones, as well as a lush mouth. He hadn’t shaved recently, and a dark scruff covered his sharp jaw. There was something about his hard grey-blue eyes that had me thinking about what he'd been up to these past few days.“Sit.” He gestured to an empty chair in front of his desk, which I took eyeing him warily. Why was he so different? “I’m not going to beat about the bush,”
Last Updated : 2024-10-31Mafia’s Property. Twenty-Three: Chained.
Natalia’s POV: God!I was so angry my body vibrated with it. I have never been this furious in my life!I got to my room, slammed the door, and locked it shut with a chair against its knob. I paced back and forth like a wounded animal, and before I could stop myself I grabbed the curtain and tore it from its rails. Next, I picked up the bedside lamp, smashing it into the mirror with all my strength. I watched it shatter to pieces, panting from the exertion.Without thinking, I grabbed a piece, accidentally cutting myself. Hissing, I stared at the blood coating the glass and dripping to the floor. But I was way past caring. I felt like I could explode any second now. My chest felt heavy and it physically hurt. If I couldn't take my anger out on Carlo, I would do that to his properties! I walked over to the bed and started slashing. I let it all out. My fury at Carlo, my anger at Luca and my rage at my father.They were the reason I was in the mess, how dare they dictate my life! Firs
Last Updated : 2024-10-31Mafia’s Property. Twenty-Four: Rebellion.
Carlo’s POV:I strode out of my room with my cock as hard as a rock after I’d restrained a very naked Natalia to my bed. There was no one who had ever pushed me to the fucking wall as much as she did, secretly, I loved it, it gave me more reasons to do as I pleased with her. And maybe I looked like a sick bastard asking her to be my mantenuta weeks after my son—her fiancè left her at the altar but why wait? I already knew what she tasted like, I knew how her body went limp when I touched her, I knew what she sounded like when aroused out of her mind and the way she grew wetter by the minute. Fucking hell. I knew I wanted her—who wouldn’t? She was like a walking sex, with full, round breasts that were more than a handful, curvy hips, and a fat ass. Who could say no to that? Well, Lucas would, and if he had decided he didn’t want the marriage, who was I to say ignore the piece of meat being dangled in front of me? She could resist me all she wanted, lie to herself, and say she didn't
Last Updated : 2024-11-02Mafia’s Property. Twenty-Five: Emotional Blackmail.
Natalia’s POV:I may have lost count of how many days I’d gone without food or water. And I felt dead. Carlo hadn't budged, not one bit, and I was probably going to die from my stubborn act. A soft knock had me darting my eyes to the door, an action I instantly regretted. Yes, people, hunger makes your body hurt, and even the slightest movements are hell. “Hey,” Caterina’s soft voice called, and I wasn't surprised she was the one. Only she would knock before entering, unlike Carlo. I sat up on the bed, careful not to move too much so the chains at my feet wouldn't drag across the wounds there (I’d tried severally to take the chains out and I'd only succeeded in hurting myself)My eyes tracked her as she moved closer to the large king-sized bed, taking a seat at the edge of the bed. She wasn't with a food tray, so I'd assumed she was here to wipe me clean—yes, Carlo never released me so I could have a bath, the bastard made sure Caterina wiped me instead. How convenient. “What now?”
Last Updated : 2024-11-03Mafia’s Property. Twenty-Six: The Letter.
Natalia’s POV:FLASHBACK:FIRST DAY IN ITALY:Exhausted, I dropped to the floor beside the door and that was when my eyes caught something strange amidst the mess on the floor. Slowly, I picked up the brown envelope that slid out from where my bag landed. It wasn't mine. I hadn't put an envelope when I packed my bag, at least I didn't remember putting it in there. My heart rate picked up as every instinct told me not to open the strange envelope. But my fingers moved, tearing the seal off…My fingers trembled as I pulled out a white paper from the envelope and realized it was a letter. Carefully, I opened the letter, and it read:To Natalia, If you're reading this, I may already be dead. The sins I committed have finally caught up with me, the people I wronged have found me and it is only a matter of time until Don Carlo comes for me. I know I'd hurt you and wronged you so much that I don't think you could ever forgive me. So this one last time, allow me to be selfish; I’d decided
Last Updated : 2024-11-04Mafia’s Property. Twenty-Seven: Trusting Alessandro.
Carlo’s POV: I knew that time of the month was drawing closer again, and just like every time in the past, I was boiling with anger, frustration and anxiety. It bothered me—always did and I hated that it made me seem vulnerable and weak.But now wasn't the time to dwell on the past, there were other pressing issues at hand. Like finding out how The Amatos knew exactly when and where Luca would be on the day of the attack. I headed down to the dungeon with Enzo and two of my men. We got to the place where Elio, a relative to the Amatos leader was held captive . But Elio wasn’t who I was here for today. I might even let him go home soon, after all they had decided to plead allegiance. I was here for Benito. The same guard who had ‘died’ saving Luca.What a pathetic joke. Turned out Benito had staged his death and was in on the plan with Gianpaolo and The Amatos, funny how he thought he could escape me. I pushed open the cell door where Elio and Benito hung from the ceilings, their ha
Last Updated : 2024-11-06Mafia’s Property. Twenty-Eight: Good Girl.
Natalia’s POV: He did not show up. Three days and he did not show up. I was beginning to get tired and anxious about waiting and maybe this was because I had made a plan with Alessandro on what to do next when Carlo came ‘to visit.’ I don't know but what I did know was that I was exhausted. By noon, I was drifting into sleep when a loud slam broke the silence as from somewhere, a door opened and heavy footsteps landed outside the bedroom. My heart rate picked up. He was here. I knew it was him. But why was he slamming doors? Was he angry? Shit, this might not be the best time to talk to him. The bedroom door flew open and there he stood at the doorway, eyes roaming my body with so much intensity I fought hard not to squirm as my body heated up. He sauntered up to the bed and I sat up, careful not to move my legs too much. We stared at each other in silence, with only the rapid panting coming from us both to cut through the silence. My eyes scanned his tall muscular frame, tanned
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Carlo's POV:With a shaky hand, I grabbed the phone from Enzo, placing on my ear. “Miguel! How did this happen?” I barked out, my breath shaky, sweat breaking out on my skin. “Where the fuck are you?!” “Th‐the nngh! M-mall,” He grunted in pain. He'd been injured. Shit.My wide eyes met Enzo's, my heart was in my mouth but I pretened to be calm. “What mall?” I asked impatiently, pacing, unable to keep still. “Where are they?! Angela and Ava?!” This news was going to hurt Natalia badly, the little girl was her only family, I've seen how much she loves her and Angela… My heart ached at the thought of my sister going through another pain….“Miguel, speak up,” It was supposed to come out as a command, but it sounded more like a plea. My was heart racing wildly, chest tight with a mix of emotions. “Are the girls with you?” Please tell me they are unhurt. “Ah… nngh!... Th-the atta…ckers, too-took—” His words ended on a cough, almost like he was coughing off blood from the spluttering sou
Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Fifty-Six:
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Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Fifty-Six: Park Date :) 2
Angela’ s POV:He thinks I'm perfect?Me? I..I wasn't perfect.My eyes darted around and I realized we had people watching and that made my face flamed hard. “Rueben,” I whispered . Can you set me down already? Everyone's looking.” He glanced around briefly, then flashed me a smile. “I don't care about them, but if you do…” he leaned in, planting a chaste kiss on my lips, shocking me. “I'll do as you say.” I was still dumbfounded, heart thumping erratically from the soft kiss when he set me onto the large picnic blanket and settled down beside me. I watched quietly as he began arranging the stuff he'd probably set down before I realized he was behind me. The more I watched him, the more my chest swelled with so much emotion. I didn't just ‘like’ this man… I think… I think I'm in love with him.I could barely contain these feelings anymore. The pressing urge to kiss him, spend hours talking to him, hugging him tightly, just wanting to be around him. Love. That was what I was feel
Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Fifty-Four: Park Date :)
Angela’s POV: PRESENT…That kiss wasn't my first, but it was the first time a kiss as simple as just brushing lips had me melting on the inside, my brain short-circuiting. If only that damn nurse hadn't so rudely interrupted, I would have kept kissing him for hours!Well, enough of the daydreaming, I was seeing him today for our picnic date like he'd promised. The plan was to let Ava mingle with the other kids while we have at least twenty minutes to ourselves.Annoying right? I know, but it was all we could have for now, that is until I found the courage to tell my family I was interested in someone again after the last disaster…. Now my biggest issue was, how long was Rueben willing to endure these hide and seek and stolen moments for me? How long until he was tired of hearing my excuses?The thought of it made my heart clench and made me crazy with anger so I decided not to dwell on it.After breakfast, I waited patiently for Natalia and zia to prepare a very excited Ava for our
Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Fifty-Three: Kisses
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Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Fifty-Two:
Angela's POV: I waited patiently for the doctor to be done examining Natalia, given her instructions on what to do and whatever it was that a pregnant mother should know.I smiled at her expression as she was listening attentively to Doctor Fabbri. She looked cute jotting down the information on her phone. She will be a good mom irrespective of her age, I could just tell… I did kind of feel jealous though. I mean, I wanted a husband and a baby of my own and I thought one day, that wish would come to pass until I was forced to be bound to a wheelchair for life.But I was happy for her though, truly. More importantly, I was happy for my brother. He might be too stubborn to see what's in front of him or to admit it, but it wouldn't be long now until he realizes…That aside, there was a reason why I was here today. It's a secret and no one else had to know. At least, not yet. I just needed Natalia's permission to grant me the best cover I could think of…“And that's all for today,” Doc
Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Fifty-One: Found Family.
Natalia's POV: After Carlo fed me and exited my room, I realized there was something I hadn't done…Telling Tanya about my pregnancy. I was nervous as fuck and I didn't know why. Tanya was basically my sister, I knew she'd be happy for me. Deciding to ignore my nervousness, I called her. It rang on and on but no response. I tried three times more and still came up with nothing, so I decided to send a text and get it over with. It wasn't ideal, I know. But… you know, whatever.I pulled up my message thread with her and quickly typed out the message in the best way I could.Me: So uhm, hey T.Me: We haven't talked much in the last few days and uhm… something came up.Me: I don't want you to freak out okay? What the hell am I saying? I was the one freaking out.Me: I am pregnant. Me: Crazy, right? Oh and of course, it's Carlo's. I was completely shocked about it (which was stupid, cause you know, I never used condoms with the man) But on the bright side, I don't have to marry Luca
Mafia’s Property. Hundred & Fifty: Feelings¿¿
Natalia's POV: My face was burning…‘She knows. She definitely knows.’ I thought to myself as the maid carefully set the tray down on my dressing, clearly avoiding my eyes and Carlo's.“I'm leaving now, miss,” she said, hurrying out before I could even reply and I turned to Carlo with a glare.“Great, now I'll never not be awkward around that maid,” I huffed and he pulled me in for a side hug.“I could let her off, if you want,” he suggested, placing a kiss on my cheek and I tried to wriggle out of his hold. “I didn't say that,” I sighed deeply. “You can't fire someone because you refused to wait until we were alone to do…”“To do what?” He teased. “Go on, say it.”“Whatever,” I rolled my eyes. “I'm just saying it was crazy letting her stand by the door while we did what we did.” He pretended to brush something off my tee shirt. “But you liked it, didn't you?” “Liked what?” I feigned ignorance.But he wasn't buying it, if the way he was biting back his smile was any indication. “
