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ALESSANDRO I studied my wife throughout dinner. There was no doubt; she had spread her wings over the time we spent apart. From the moment I found her, she kept surprising me. The latest revelation about her was hard to reconcile with the woman I remembered. The woman I married. But I realized I loved this side of her too. It would seem there wasn’t a side of her I didn’t enjoy.Lorena was the Ghost. My Ghost, my runner. Massimo was finally able to penetrate through their firewall and retrieve the email correspondence. Massimo worked through some of her transaction history, and apparently, he still has to break through a few more firewalls, so we could track every single one of her transactions.She is the fucking Ghost! I was so shocked I couldn’t even enjoy the fact my intuition was right when I suspected the Ghost was a she.Right now, my first inclination was to deny her a lawyer without knowing what she needed it for.It made me uneasy not knowing, especially as layers of her
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ALESSANDRO My teeth clenched, the sound of grinding breaking the silence. I watched my wife dance with Ethan Stone and my fingers itched for my gun. Anger burned beneath my skin, searing the flames to all-time highs. The irrational part of me thundered in my ears, edging me on.Go ahead and smash his head.Red crept into my vision, and it took all I had not to smash every single item in Enzo’s office. The dance floor was crowded and each time someone bumped into Lorena, she inched closer to Ethan. I hated that fucking guy’s guts. My wife looked happy, carefree and beautiful, startlingly beautiful, her hair long and dark even in the dark of the nightclub. The young girl of twenty-one was gone, and in her place was this woman who was sure of herself; she knew what she liked and what she wanted.Definitely not me. It didn’t matter though. She’d get only what I say or offer. And she’ll fucking like it.Too bad she left me three years ago. We could have been good together, spent the la
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LORENA And God help me, I might be too because when Alessandro claimed me as his in the middle of the nightclub, every inch of my skin warmed and his burning gaze sent a warm timbre down my spine.I watched in shock, as he used Ethan’s face as a punching bag. I didn’t even know he was in the club.After the lawyer drafted the will, Zia witnessed it, and Alessandro’s attorney assured me it was valid as of that moment. Ella and I rushed to get ready. Yes, Alessandro dragged me back to the States, but now I took charge of what I could do. However little that might be. I had to do something, starting with obtaining a copy of my parents’ will.But this was not how I saw our night ending.I wet my lips, trying to calm my nerves. Alessandro wanted to know why I stole Ethan’s keys out of his pocket.“I need a copy of my grandparents’ will.”I couldn’t come up with any feasible explanation other than the truth. My husband's bloody knuckles reminded me how brutal he could be. Something deep
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LORENA “You drugged him?”“Just a small dose of a sleeping aid.”“That’s good,” I agreed in a raspy voice. I couldn’t fake wrong doing when it was something Ella and I thought of ourselves. Hell, we even talked about killing him.Alessandro sat manspreading on the couch, his eyes boring into me while his arm rested behind the head of the couch. He looked comfortable, not a single worry on his face. I, on the other hand, kept worrying about everything.I chewed on my lip. “Did Ella get home safe?”“Yes.” He almost looked bored sitting there. Didn’t he realize shit was happening? I wondered what was going through Alessandro’s head because I couldn’t read that man to save my life. Maybe it was exactly that which made him a good mobster.I resumed my pacing again.The office door opened, and Luca strode in. I rushed to his side.“Oh, were you worried about me?” he teased me.“No. I was worried about you finding the right documents.”I didn’t notice it till now, he had a manilla envelope
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LORENA I could transfer it all into Matteo’s name. If something happened to me, he’d be taken care of. The will I have put in place already designated him or any future children I might have, which I won’t have any, as my beneficiaries.“Lorena, let me help you.”Alessandro’s offer startled me. I forgot about all of their presence as I worked out a plan in my mind. I didn’t trust him, any of them. Yes, I wanted him. Craved him even. My heart belonged to my husband. But I wouldn’t be that naive girl that believed he’d take care of me anymore. I couldn’t rely on anyone but myself and Ella.So, I’d use him. His resources and his mind.“I need your lawyer again,” I said, my mind made up.He pulled out his phone and dialed his contact.“Is there anything I can do to help?” Enzo asked.I shook my head. I wouldn’t dare ever trust them. After the beating Alessandro had given Ethan, I was inclined to think maybe he wouldn’t let them take me and sell me to the highest bidder.Besides, I was
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LORENA Even as those words left my mouth, I pushed off the wall, wanting to feel every ounce of his body flushed against mine.He groaned and pressed his pelvis against my lower belly. He was hard, his cock straining against his pants and now against the thin of the dress material.“Does this feel like you are not my wife?”Oh my God. My chest would explode any minute. I had no idea how my hands found themselves under his suit jacket, my palms against his chest. My head swam with desire, drunk on it.The moment I felt my husband’s mouth on my neck, a loud moan escaped me.“That’s right,” his lips moved over my overly sensitive skin. “You are mine.”His lips left a trail of the sweetest searing sensation. He nipped; he kissed; he licked. I felt his hands on my ass, pulling me harder against him.“Alessandro-” My voice was breathless, slutty. I didn’t care. I wanted my husband. “Please.”“Ahm, sir,” a voice came from the distance but I didn’t care.“Don’t stop,” I begged, my hands fist
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ALESSANDRO Seeing Ethan dance with my wife made me want to shoot the motherfucker and get rid of him forever. But the beating I gave him would have to do. For now. It seemed my aunt was right; I was blind when. But right now, none of it mattered. Only my wife in my arms, her pussy around my cock. I would never let her go. Annulment was a bullshit excuse. I’d make her love me, stay with me. Forever.“I’m yours.” Her soft voice and her moans were an addiction. She was my addiction. I thrust inside her, my fingers digging into her soft flesh. It was home; she was home.She froze, and I instantly followed suit. “What’s the matter, Tesoro?”Fuck, I hope I wasn’t too rough and hurt her.“We need a condom,” she breathed.Resentment swam inside my chest. I was her husband. How many men did she put a condom on? I pushed the thoughts away. She was mine. She told me she was mine. I’d make her keep that word for the rest of our lives. I was hers and she was mine, from this day forward.“No.”
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LORENA “We have to kill all the Mobster Kings tha have been promise girls.”“Are you suicidal?” I understood her hesitation. After all, the family I was supposed to be sold into was has been known for their cruelty, ruthlessness and bloodthirst. The Santos family. “We’d have to kill them all at the same time; otherwise, they’d hunt us down. And Lorena , they wouldn’t just kill us.”I watched her expression, fear coloring her features. She was right. They wouldn’t just kill us. They’d make us regret ever being born. The word was they tortured their enemies for years.“I know,” I murmured. “But what other way could we ensure they never get their hands on us?” I took a deep breath in and then slowly exhaled. “Gabriella, if they get their hands on us, we are dead anyhow.”“Fuck.” I agreed with that word exactly. Either way, we were fucked, and we’d have to go into a lifetime of hiding. My heart squeezed painfully at the thoughts of not seeing Matteo every day. It made it hard to bre
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ALESSANDRO 1 year laterOur home backyard was draped in silence, as we listened to the priest's words, blessing our baby girl. Our little Isabella Paola Moravia, named after my mother and Lorena's grandmother. Dark hair framed her little face, matching her big brother’s and mine. But it was her eyes that had everyone falling all over themselves. She had her mother’s beautiful eyes.My wife. I’d never get sick and tired of saying those two words. She cradled our daughter in her arms, her small body leaning against mine. I studied my wife’s rosy cheeks and dark hair strands flying with the light breeze.This woman was my beginning, my middle, and my end. She was my whole life. This family, blood and non-blood, was what this life was about.“You are staring at me,” she whispered under her breath, so only I could hear it.“You love when I watch you.”And her wide smile was my confirmation. I’d never tire of watching her soft smile and happiness on her beautiful face.The christening
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LORENA My whole body jolted out of bed, my breathing labored. I struggled to catch my breath, my eyes darting around looking for anyone lurking in the dark.“Shhh. It’s okay; I’m here.” Alessandro’s voice penetrated through the fog and his face came into focus. “You need to rest.”He watched me with love, his hands gently wrapped around me. Am I dreaming?“Matteo?” I rasped out, my voice cracking. “Ella?”“Ella is safe; she’s with Massimo. Matteo’s safe,” he whispered. “I just checked on him. Our son is safe.”I blinked my eyes. Our son.“Roberto is dead, so are your father and mother. Matteo is safe; so are you.” He leaned forward and placed a kiss on my lips. “I love you, Lorena Moravia.” I love you too. But words refused to leave my mouth. So much has happened since we first met. So many ugly words and memories. My chest felt tight, like someone pressed on it with weights.As if he could read my thoughts, Alessandro reached out and took my hand into his.“Please, Ales ”He stop
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ALESSANDRO It took us two fucking hours to get out of the damn city. I checked on my aunt and son, they were safe.“Bring her home, son.” My Zia loved Lorena as her own daughter. We have been family all along, but I was too blinded by rage to see it. Now I knew and I wanted to make it all better, enjoy the rest of my life with her. Have more babies, see Matteo grow up to be a good man. And he would, because he had his mother in him.“I’ll bring her home, Zia,” I promised. “Stay safe and inside with your grandson.” It still felt surreal. “Lorenzo will keep the compound safe. As soon as I have her, I’ll bring her home. She’ll want to see our son safe and happy.”And I’d make her happy. Like I was supposed to be making her happy from the moment we met.Once we got to the old Calvino beach house, I waited for our men to gather. It took another two hours for everything to be put in place. We surveyed the house, found the best angle for the attack and armed up to our teeth. We didn’t k
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LORENA “I thought you were married already,” the words escaped me.“I have a mistress, but she won’t interfere.” He chuckled like he just said the most entertaining joke. “Your husband and son, on the other hand. We will have to take care of that.” Then he chuckled, displaying his yellow teeth. “Roberto will take care of that, won’t you?”I kept my face stoic. I couldn’t show any emotions to these people. I knew men like Santos Snr . They relished in destroying what people loved. Just like my mother. Just like my father.I have to kill Roberto. It finally made sense why I saw Roberto in my mom’s dressing room backstage alongside my father.My lips pressed tightly together, I held his gaze. He wanted to see me react. Well, he had another thing coming. I wished he’d hold his breath waiting for my reaction. My back stiff, I refused to even blink.He finally looked away, bored expression on his face as his eyes shifted to Ella.“Now what to do with your friend,” he pondered although the
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LORENA My head throbbed with pain, but I ignored it. I couldn’t afford to show any weakness. These people would exploit it.Ella and I kept close to each other, her hand in mine. I refused to have us separated. No matter what. After we were adequately prepared for the auction, like we were some kind of animals, five guards surrounded us and ushered us back into the hallway. My heart thundered, recognizing every inch of it. But with five of them surrounding us, there was no room for escape. Even so, I refused to give up.The hallway here was dark. Ella’s and my heels clicked against the stone floor. My heartbeat was frantic, and I didn’t have to ask my best friend to know hers was too. I swallowed past the lump in my throat.Think about Matteo. Focus on opportunities to escape. Think about Matteo.The hallway ended and large stairs led to the floor below.“No matter what,” I uttered in a hushed voice, “don’t let go of my hand.”With a jerky nod, we slowly descended the stairs, our
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ALESSANDRO I’ve watched hundreds of men die. Some I have killed, others were killed by my enemies. Some I remembered, others I didn’t. Some deserved it, others maybe not. But this one did, many times over.Calvino’s body laid at my feet, full of lead. Full of bullets. Some from my gun. Some from Massimo’s. And some from Nico’s.“You good?” Nico’s Russian accent was thick. Needless to say, this man wasn’t his favorite. He tried to get his dirty paws on another man's wife.Enzo and Luca still fought Calvino’s guards and as the shots of bullets flew through the air, the fear dug its claws into my heart. For the first time, I tasted fear of death.Fear for her.My wife.Lorena Moravia.It was an unfamiliar feeling but the pain was razor blade sharp. If Lorena died, the death would claim me too. Because she had taken a big piece of me.I raised my gaze off the dead body of the last Calvino male and watched Enzo aim a gun execution style at the last standing guard.I continued down the m
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LORENA “And please don’t try anything. Otherwise, This man here,” she pointed to the guard, “will make things really uncomfortable for you. And there are three other guards outside the door.”There was no doubt that it wasn't an empty threat.“Can we keep our undergarments on while bathing?” I hated that we even had to ask, my pride rebelling at the idea of anyone having any kind of control over what I should or shouldn't do.The woman nodded but no sooner I felt the relief, the guardian interjected. “No! Boss wants them cleaned in detail, their pussy and all.”“We are not cars,” I protested angrily. What kind of bullshit was this?“Either you take it off and get in or I put you in myself,” he threatened and I was sure he meant it.“Well, can you turn around? Or get the fuck out so we can do it in the privacy!” I retorted with a false bravado. “This isn’t a strip club.”He growled and took a threatening step forward. Ella and I took one backwards.“Enough!” The older woman intervene
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LORENA “And you, my little bird, have been causing some serious trouble.”“I’d say I’m sorry,” I muttered. “But my parents taught me not to lie.”He grinned with malice. “Oh yes, my son will have so much fun breaking you. There is fire in you that even makes my cock hard.”Terror shot through my veins, but I made sure it didn’t show. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction.“I’m surprised at your age you can even get your cock hard,” I taunted. It was stupid, but it was my only weapon at this moment.His cheeks colored red in ugly blotches. Good, I pissed him off.The next instant, however, my cheek exploded in pain, as the guard’s hand struck across my face, hard. I staggered backwards, the back of my knees hitting the bed, and I fell next to Ella. She instantly jolted up and wrapped her hands around me. My cheek burned from the impact, and I felt like my entire face was in flames. My eyes stung, but I refused to let any tears fall, not for this motherfucker, not for his despicable
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LORENA She laid her head onto my lap and I sat like a statue, staring out the small window, a glimpse of the freedom so close but so far away. I wasn’t beyond crawling through it and running down the street in my underwear. If I had to choose between that or being sold, I’d pick the former.Ella’s eyes shut and her breathing evened within five minutes. I waited, listening to her breathing while I stared at the dirty concrete walls, then the dirty ground. It was all dirty, like this whole transaction that my family participated in.My grandparents were dead because they tried to protect me. They refused to hand over their granddaughter as some kind of fucked up sacrifice to the mobster gods. I had never been bloodthirsty, but now, I wanted to kill them all.I killed a human being. How did someone move on from that? It stained your soul, whether you wanted it or not. It was the main reason why I only stuck to laundering money during our time in Europe. That was bad enough, but now
