Dante Russo is a Mafia Boss that was trying to turn over a new leaf until his Rival Roman Ricci, kidnapped his girlfriend and made him turn back to his old self. As a means to get back to his rival and have upper hand, Dante decided to pressure Madonna Ricci, his Rival only daughter into marrying him. In order to protect her innocence, and her families reputation, Madonna accepted to marry Dante, the Young handsome Mafia "Hi." The bartender turned to see a very handsome young man sat beside the girl. The young man was so handsome that every other men pale in comparison. "Go away." Madonna said as she had told every other men. The bartender has given up his desires, but he still smiled when the beautiful girl rebuked the handsome man away without batting an eye. "I am afraid I can't do that." The handsome man smiled showing a dimple that would charm off the pant of any girl. "And why is that?" She still didn't look at the stranger beside him. "Because I am your future." The words of the young man made Madonna to look his way. "The last person I thought was my future, just broke my heart." Madonna stressed the last word as she saw the handsome young man in front of her.
View MoreMadonna's heart pounded in her chest as the words she had just spoken hung in the air. She hadn’t meant to say them, but now that they were out, she couldn’t take them back. And the truth was, deep down, she didn’t want to. Seeing Dante’s intense gaze locked on hers only heightened the feeling that she needed to salvage the situation, but her mind swirled in a storm of emotions.“I know… I know you didn’t want to hear that,” she whispered, her voice trembling with vulnerability. “Our marriage, it—it started off on the wrong foot. And I know you might think this is just some form of Stockholm syndrome, or that I’m playing a game. But it’s not. I promise it’s not. I’m not asking for you to say anything back, or to feel obligated to reciprocate. I just needed you to know how I feel... and admitting it, it makes me happy.”Her breath hitched as Dante’s gaze didn’t waver, his eyes penetrating deeper than ever before. The silence stretched between them, but it wasn’t empty. It was full—full
While the world around him slept, Dante lay wide awake, his mind consumed by one thing—how deeply he had wronged Madonna. He wasn’t heartless. He knew the weight of his actions, and guilt gnawed at him. Any other woman would have erupted in fury by now, but Madonna’s quiet endurance only amplified his shame.“What’s keeping you up?” Nana’s voice broke the silence as she descended the stairs, finding Dante brooding on the sofa.“Nothing, Nana. Why are you awake?” he asked, trying to mask his troubled thoughts. Nana, however, was one of the few who knew how to see past his hard exterior.“When you reach my age, sleep becomes a luxury,” she sighed, a touch of bitterness clouding her face.“You’re not that old, Nana,” Dante scoffed softly, a rare tenderness in his voice.“For all our sakes, I hope you’re right.” Nana chuckled softly as she settled into her chair, her sharp eyes studying him. She had known Dante long enough to feel the turmoil brewing in him, even when he wouldn’t voice it
Dante followed his wife obediently as they entered their room. The silence between them was so thick that it made breathing difficult for him. If his enemies and allies saw him now, they wouldn’t believe their eyes.“Are you hungry?” Madonna finally spoke, but she still didn’t look him in the face, which unnerved him even more.“No.” How could he be hungry in such a situation?“You should go and bathe. I’ll make you something to eat,” she said, seemingly ignoring his response or simply not caring.“I said I’m not hungry,” he repeated louder, frustrated. This time, Madonna raised her head to look at him. Dante sat at the edge of the bed, while Madonna stood closer to the door.“You shouldn’t cultivate the habit of not eating when you come home. I won’t allow that,” she said firmly. Though anger laced her voice, the care in her eyes was heartwarming.“I could settle for fettuccine al pomodoro,” Dante relented, knowing it was late but certain Madonna would ask the maids to prepare it.“Al
Dante drove to Anthony’s apartment since he couldn’t spend the night at the mansion. He parked and waited outside, knowing Anthony had to drop Nana off before coming home. Dante didn't call to rush him; instead, he decided to help himself to some whiskey while waiting. He had a lot on his mind.“What’s keeping this fool?” Dante checked his watch. It was already past 10 p.m. “I should be in the arms of my woman, not here waiting for him,” he muttered, scoffing as he thought about how much he'd resisted the temptation of being intimate with Madonna.“If only she knew what she had,” he smiled softly, reflecting on how innocently unaware Madonna was of her beauty.Lost in thoughts of her, Dante finally heard the sound of Anthony’s car pulling up, and he let out a sigh of relief, downing the remaining whiskey in his glass.“Tonight will be like no other,” Anthony’s voice rang out as he entered the hallway. Dante couldn’t help but smirk.“I look forward to it,” a sweet female voice responded
"He did?" Madonna never thought that Dante was involved in the school war."Yes, he conquered every school and made an ironclad rule that is still in use till today.""Isn't that a good thing? He stopped the fights. I can remember how my friends would always complain about their fear of coming to school, it was a sad period. After the fight stopped, students became happy and school became fun again.""I suppose you can say that, but do you imagine what he had to do in order to end the war.""What happened? Please, tell me everything." Francesco felt that what he was saying is beginning to get to Madonna so he decided to tell her everything, starting from the beginning."I was always bullied in school, I wasn't even strong enough to protect my sister, Kenny. Because she was beautiful, our school strongest forcefully took her as his girlfriend. Our students were constantly fighting against themselves, or other schools. The fights sometimes get bloody but no one ever died. One day, Dante
Madonna wasn't the one holding Williams, but she felt like she did something wrong. She removed her hand from Williams's hold and clasped her hands together before answering Dante's question."Williams was just inviting me to our school get-together.""What did you say?" Dante had come here to break things off with her, but seeing her with another man, made him forget what he came to do."I wouldn't be able to come," Madonna answered with a pinch of sadness. It didn't escape Dante's notice and it made his heart soften. He felt guilty that he hasn't been giving the poor girl the freedom and love she deserved."Why wouldn't be able to do that?" Dante climbed up the stairs to meet with the beautiful lady."Because you..." She didn't want Williams to hear what she was about to say. Dante knew what she wanted to say."I think it would be good to go see your old schoolmate.""Really?" Madonna was happy about that."Sure, they should see how beautiful you still are." Dante smiled."I would c
"Father, forgive me for I have sinned. It has been.... I don't know, three months since my last confession." Madonna spoke near the hole for the priest to hear. Nana was the first to say her confessions. The priest saw them earlier when they entered the church and he remembered Madonna instantly. A priest would never reveal what has been confessed to them in the confessional box, but they most remember. The priest remembered how many boys would come to confess how they had immoral thoughts about Madonna, and girls would confess their jealousy towards her. Madonna was the reason for many of her friends' sins without knowing, but for her she was unblemished. The priest would often smile whenever he hears her confession and he would feel bad for the ones that hated the innocent girl. After Madonna's first statement she kept quiet since she had no idea how to start or where to start "Speak my child, the lord is listening.""I don't know where to start, I am married." She decided to start
"How do you mean?" Madonna felt a chill and suddenly the warmness she is feeling in her heart, felt familiar. Madonna would always have this fuzzy feeling whenever she was thinking about the young mask boy that saved her. The fuzzy feelings stopped when she got older so she forgot what it felt like. It started recently but it wasn't because of the boy, it was because of the handsome man in front of her."You know," Dante swallowed hard and felt like he was constipated. "You are a beautiful lady, I wouldn't see a reason why a boy wouldn't fantasize about you." "You're right, I was always a beauty." Madonna flicked her hair as she accepted Dante's statement."I bet he would be somewhere always watching you whenever you visit, but too shy to come out." Dante felt like patting himself on the back for successfully evading a disaster."I must admit, I always had the same thought.""Wait, you are here telling me about your first love with a smile. I am certainly jealous, he is lucky I haven
The words of Madonna effortlessly flowed into Dante's heart and it sounded like a melody. Anthony has been telling Dante to let Madonna go as they planned, but Dante couldn't. "What else would be making you fall?" He asked as he kissed her ears."When you touch me like this." Madonna let out a moan. Madonna couldn't tell if she was the one that laid back or Dante was the one that pushed her back, all she knew was her back was touching the bed. Dante has been with many women but never has he felt the urge to satisfy a lady as much as he feels now. Dante masterfully removed her nightgown and cupped her left breast with his right hand. It was a handful, not too big or too small, just the perfect size. Dante felt the hardness of her nipple against his palm so he lowered his head to give the needed attention. Madonna was losing herself in the wave of pleasure and it was impossible to keep her eyes open. Dante knead her breast and Madonna had to grab onto the sheets because she felt dizzy
Weakness in our line of business could be fatal. Dante Russo remembered the words of his father and they kept ringing in his ear. Dante never loved his father, he even hated his father's guts. He had lived his whole life trying to be different and better than his father."He has sent the address." Anthony gave his boss Dante the latest update. Dante Russo is a mafia boss and his rival gang just kidnapped his girlfriend, Sophia, to make him drop out from getting the new contract government wanted to award him. Dante couldn't believe he would make such a mistake after taking the family business from his two half brothers."What are we waiting for, let's go get her." Dante said and entered the car together with Anthony."Boss, you still have time to turn up at the presentation." Anthony wished his boss would be awarded the contract because he worked a lot for it. Though they are a mafia family, Dante was trying to change everything and make them a decent family."Don't worry, I have alr
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