Hey, readers! Mafia's Vice will be coming to an end today, we only have about 3 more chapters to go! I would like to hear your opinions on the characters in this book. Who is your favourite? I know most of you have grown to love Sienna and all she went through at the start of her marriage and hated Dante in the beginning, but I must admit that I have a soft spot for il Drago ;) Let me know in the comments! Also, I will be revealing the sequel to Mafia's Vice on my F.B acc today. If you haven't added me yet, please feel free to do so at J Tarr Author. I share all my upcoming books, sneak peeks or trailer videos on my soc-med accounts. So, let me know who your favourite character is, and what do you think the future hold for the Dragonetti Dynasty?
Serena I watch as Dante picks Sienna up and can’t stop myself from giggling out loud. He seemed so carefree around her; I suppose that she was the only one able to break down his walls. I mean, you need a lot of guts to be able to get a hardened mafia boss to love you like this. I lay my head on Dario’s shoulder and sigh; I want what Sienna has with Dante, and I want it with Dario. “Don’t forget to come to my room tonight; we have something to discuss,” I say, not looking at his face for a reaction, but he kisses my hair, and I feel the smile on his lips. “I wouldn’t dream of being anywhere els-” “Dante?” My head whips up towards the sound of Sienna’s quiet voice and pale at the scene in front of me. Where… where did the blood on Dante’s head come from?! “D-Dario…” He motions to his younger brother, and before I can think, Dario throws me to the floor and pushes me underneath the oversized couch we were just seated on. From my vantage point, I could see Dante lying on the floor, b
Dario Where the fuck did they take my brother’s body?! I’ve looked all over the place, and so have the other soldiers, but all that remained of him was his blood on the hardwood floors. After grabbing Daniella from their bedroom, I inch my way towards the panic room again. As soon as I open the door, I see Sienna rushing toward me and taking her child from my arms. “Amore…” she whispers, holding Daniella close as if she would disappear at any second. Sylvana, Nico, and Serena walk toward me as Sienna walks away. “Where is Dante’s body?” Serena asks me in a hushed tone, and I frown at her question. She thumbs behind her. “There’s a surveillance station behind there that Sienna found. I searched all the rooms but couldn’t find him. Did someone take his body?” She explains. I look at Sienna, then at the group in front of me. “I looked all over the mansion but couldn’t find his body at all. We need to check the surveillance tapes to see what happened.” I say, then walk towards the mon
Hi, there readers! I hope you enjoyed this wild ride I took you on ;] What lies in store for Sienna, who went from timid doe to mafia queen? Where does this leave Sylvana and Serena and their unborn children? What about Dario and Nico? Check my F.B profile to find out, I think you might just like what I am about to reveal! Please leave a comment or rating if you are able to! Thank you for sticking around until the end of an era, and watching as each of them developed into a character you know now. See you soon!
She’s late. Our first meeting and she was already 5 minutes late. If this didn’t signify the Vincenzo family’s slack way of dealing with the problem at hand, then I don’t know what did. I pick up my glass of bourbon and my eyes scan the restaurant; high end and extravagant, as to be expected. Politicians wooing investors, wealthy married couples on dates hoping to maintain public appearances; yes this was the perfect place to do a deal with the devil. When Aldo Vincenzo called me earlier in the week with suggestions of an accord, I must admit that I was surprised. New York and Chicago have long been at one another’s throats, but now we have a common enemy; The Russian Bratva was taking more and more of our territory, and we needed to bring an end to them. “I am so sorry for being late, Dante. We certainly were not prepared for New York traffic!” The whirlwind that was Sienna Vincenzo says and snaps me out of my thoughts as she takes a spot opposite me. I look at her with interest.
Sienna In two months’ time, I would be Dante Dragonetti’s wife, and this ring on my finger served as nothing but a $50,000 shackle. My mother had prepared me for this all my life, prepared me to be a Mafia Bride, but it didn’t hurt any less that they only saw me as a bargaining chip. My father hasn’t been able to look me in the eye since I returned from New York a few months ago; I think the guilt is eating at him. Before my father sent me into the meeting with Dante a few months ago, I had done research on him; and to this day I wish I had been ignorant. He was a monster, a stone unfeeling monster who saw no difference in killing children and women if they stood in his way. Dante became a Made Man at age 15 after he killed those responsible for the murder of his parents. He took over as Capo at 20, at 23 he became the Dragonetti Capo Dei Capi and ruled his territories with an iron fist. Two years ago, he sent his Capos into Las Vegas territ
Sienna I look up into the green eyes of Dante Dragonetti, and my heart stops beating. What was he doing in my room? And why was he holding me up against my bedroom door? “D-Dante? What are you doing?” I stutter out and catch the grin forming on his face as he licks his lips. “Am I not allowed to see my intended bride?” He asks, running his fingers down my cheek, and I tremble at his touch. “Of course, you may, I am yours,” I tell him, almost adding that this was inappropriate - he should not be in my room alone. He chuckles and draws his face closer to mine. “Then why are you so terrified of me?” He whispers in my ear, his breath on my neck sending a shiver down my spine. What kind of question was that? Did he not know that he put the fear of God in everyone he meets? “I am not… You merely surprised me, that’s all. I didn’t expect to find you in my room when you are only due to arrive tomorrow.” I managed to get out, m
Sienna I feel physically sick at the display in front of me and turn around again. Peering up at Carmella, I offer her a sad smile. “He’s a Capo Dei Capi, he can do whatever he wants. Being engaged to a nobody like me shouldn’t change that.” I say sadly, but for some reason, I am hurt. “Would you like to leave? We could go to The Greenhouse and spend some time with the flowers?” She asks me, and I perk up at the mention of flowers. My Pappa built the Greenhouse for my 18th birthday. It was a safe haven for me and Carmella as the space brought the both of us calm. Floriculture was my passion and I could easily spend a day amongst the flowers and be happy. If it were up to me, I would own a small cottage in the forest with nothing but flowers surrounding me. That would be my Nirvana. I nod and smile at her, then we grab our things and walk towards the door. I pull out my phone to call my Mamma to inform her of o
Hi, there readers! I hope you enjoyed this wild ride I took you on ;] What lies in store for Sienna, who went from timid doe to mafia queen? Where does this leave Sylvana and Serena and their unborn children? What about Dario and Nico? Check my F.B profile to find out, I think you might just like what I am about to reveal! Please leave a comment or rating if you are able to! Thank you for sticking around until the end of an era, and watching as each of them developed into a character you know now. See you soon!
Dario Where the fuck did they take my brother’s body?! I’ve looked all over the place, and so have the other soldiers, but all that remained of him was his blood on the hardwood floors. After grabbing Daniella from their bedroom, I inch my way towards the panic room again. As soon as I open the door, I see Sienna rushing toward me and taking her child from my arms. “Amore…” she whispers, holding Daniella close as if she would disappear at any second. Sylvana, Nico, and Serena walk toward me as Sienna walks away. “Where is Dante’s body?” Serena asks me in a hushed tone, and I frown at her question. She thumbs behind her. “There’s a surveillance station behind there that Sienna found. I searched all the rooms but couldn’t find him. Did someone take his body?” She explains. I look at Sienna, then at the group in front of me. “I looked all over the mansion but couldn’t find his body at all. We need to check the surveillance tapes to see what happened.” I say, then walk towards the mon
Serena I watch as Dante picks Sienna up and can’t stop myself from giggling out loud. He seemed so carefree around her; I suppose that she was the only one able to break down his walls. I mean, you need a lot of guts to be able to get a hardened mafia boss to love you like this. I lay my head on Dario’s shoulder and sigh; I want what Sienna has with Dante, and I want it with Dario. “Don’t forget to come to my room tonight; we have something to discuss,” I say, not looking at his face for a reaction, but he kisses my hair, and I feel the smile on his lips. “I wouldn’t dream of being anywhere els-” “Dante?” My head whips up towards the sound of Sienna’s quiet voice and pale at the scene in front of me. Where… where did the blood on Dante’s head come from?! “D-Dario…” He motions to his younger brother, and before I can think, Dario throws me to the floor and pushes me underneath the oversized couch we were just seated on. From my vantage point, I could see Dante lying on the floor, b
Hey, readers! Mafia's Vice will be coming to an end today, we only have about 3 more chapters to go! I would like to hear your opinions on the characters in this book. Who is your favourite? I know most of you have grown to love Sienna and all she went through at the start of her marriage and hated Dante in the beginning, but I must admit that I have a soft spot for il Drago ;) Let me know in the comments! Also, I will be revealing the sequel to Mafia's Vice on my F.B acc today. If you haven't added me yet, please feel free to do so at J Tarr Author. I share all my upcoming books, sneak peeks or trailer videos on my soc-med accounts. So, let me know who your favourite character is, and what do you think the future hold for the Dragonetti Dynasty?
Dario Dante gives me a wink as I join them at the table. Nico was already fussing over the food; God, I had forgotten how this man could eat, especially now since he’s regaining the strength in his muscles. He was starting to take a few steps by himself, but we don’t want him to overdo it just yet. The way things are panning out, Nico would probably walk again by the end of the year. I realized the other day during training with him that he has become even more vicious than before. I suppose if you keep a dog chained up and starving all day, eventually, when it’s let loose, it will devour any enemy in its path. Dante stands at the head of the table and raises a wine glass; we all follow suit except Serena. “To Dario and Serena, congratulations on your nuptials, Forgiato nel Fuoco, Forgiato nel sangue,” He says, and we men slam our fists to our chest. “Serena, Benvenuti in Famiglia, Piccola spia,(welcome to the family, my little spy)” We all chuckled at his ‘little spy’ comment. “B
Serena I'm still mulling over everything that has happened these last few days. My family was monsters; yes, I know how that sounds since I am also a mafia heir. However, I honestly thought they treated women better than men or at least respected them, but now I know how the men in my family really are. Dante seems to be more of a human, for a man nicknamed il Drago. Wearing jeans and a pretty pink blouse, I wait for Dario to come to fetch me and take me to the dinner Sienna has planned. I still don't know what to expect or how I'll be treated by the rest of the family. Dante Dragonetti, the man I've hated my entire teenage life, is trying to make amends with me, and so was his wife. However, I have no idea how to go about this. I don't trust or forgive easily, but I find that I am willing to try with them. My eyes go towards the door when I hear it unlocking, and Dario steps inside the room. "You ready?" He asks with a smile as he approaches me, sitting on the bed. "As ready as I'
Serena It’s been almost two weeks of living in constant anxiety. I don’t know what my old family is planning, but I know my Pappa well enough to realize that it will be bloody. Dante had a home doctor come in to check up on me and the baby. I’m one and a half months along, so anything could happen at this stage. Sienna and Sylvana seem to be keeping their distance from me since the meeting in Dante’s office, but they weren’t the only ones. I haven’t seen Dario since he left my bedroom that one night. He basically admitted that he’s in love with me and I’m not sure what I should do with that information. How can I trust his words when all they’ve been are lies? Then again, I’m not exactly one to talk since my Pappa sent me here to get closer to him. The boredom of staying in this room was getting to me slowly. Daily I find myself pacing the floor of my room, wondering what would happen next or when my Pappa decides to attack. It’s been too quiet on their side and I fear when somethi
Dario Married. I’m fucking married, and I had no say in it. Words cannot explain how furious I am right now, but I had to grin and bear it. Honor calls for this, and it is my fault that this woman ended up pregnant, so what else could I do? “More clothing will arrive tomorrow. Is there anything specific you require?” I ask her as we reach her bedroom. She shakes her head then as I turn to leave, she grabs me by the arm. When I look back at her, I notice the tears in her eyes, and my composure nearly cracks. “Please, Dario… Please don’t leave,” she begs, looking utterly lost and shattered. I don’t know whether to believe her or not since she’s adept at lying. “What do you want, Serena? My brother has already trapped me in a marriage with you. What more could you possibly need?” I ask and notice the surprise on her face at my words - then anger. “You think I wanted this? To be pregnant with your child and forced to marry someone like you?! Fuck, your ego is even bigger than I origin
Serena The door to my prison opens, and Dario steps inside. He looks over at the food tray, then at me before cocking his head towards the door. “Come. Dante wants to see you,” he says and waits for me to stand up. I walk over to him, and he grabs me by the forearm again. As we walk, I try to see if there is no way of escaping, but as far as I can tell this mansion was huge and felt more like a maze than a home. There’s no way out for now, so I stop looking around and follow Dario. We come to a stop outside of a large oak door, and Dario knocks three times before we step inside what looked like a study or an office. There were five people present already, four of them I already knew: Dante and Sienna, the middle brother Domenico and his traitor wife, Sylvana. The unknown man was tall, but muscular, with the same intense green eyes as Dario, black hair, and dressed immaculately given the time. “This is Serena Speranzini,” Dante introduced me to everyone, and I looked at each of th