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2024-10-29 19:42:56Hello, my name is Hillaryđ
I'm a Nursing Student, still in my first year, but my timetable is hectic. Because of this, I will be updating two chapters a week, on weekends (for now).
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Marrying Into The Mafia   CHAPTER THREE
RAPHAELâS VIEW POINT Giovanna and I went about our day without speaking. We couldnât even look at each other when we separated from the brief hug we shared after Pietro had left. I sought refuge in the library while she occupied the bedroom, most likely waiting for me to come in. I didnât want to, so I tried very hard to sleep comfortably on the couch where I was. There was a blanket and a throw pillows here, all I needed to rest until I could gather my thoughts. My plan unfortunately failed after I woke up to stiff joints and an aching neck. I had no other choice than to go back upstairs. I had two guest rooms, but the beds were still wrapped in nylon since my move last month and I didnât have the energy to take them off tonight. I carefully opened the door to the bedroom, hoping Giovanna was asleep. Fortunately, she wasnât even in bed. I peeked inside and scanned around, seeing the space empty. Not sure if she was in the ensuite bathroom, I went to t
Marrying Into The Mafia   CHAPTER FOUR
RAPHAEL’S VIEW POINTGiovanna and I came out after the whole office had been deserted. True to my word, she wasn’t able to walk on her own after our erotic session. Mascara was running down her face and she refused to let me wipe it, saying any touch from me would result in us staying till the next morning, and she was exhausted. I was too, but the idea of fucking Giovanna again brought shivers to my spine and a burst of adrenaline to flow through out my body.“Don’t give me that look.” She laughed when I showed her the ruined dress she had worn here. I laughed and placed it in the bin, taking off my jacket for her. She accepted it and covered up, needing to lean on my table for support. I regarded her makeshift outfit when she was done, impressed by how simple, yet daringly sexy it was. What made it better was seeing the faint bruises on her thighs and the love bites on her chest. She handed her purse to me and took my arm, steadyin
Marrying Into The Mafia   CHAPTER FIVE
RAPHAELâS VIEW POINT âHello, Mr. Yves.â Giovanna made her presence known, standing in the doorway with a sultry posture. I spared her a glance and hummed in response, turning back to my computer. I was engrossed in my work and wasnât in the mood for any strenuous activities- What was I saying? This was Giovanna for Godâs sake. Even if I was bed-ridden, I would still strive to pleasure her the best way I could. I sighed outwardly when I finally accepted that I was angry with her for pushing all this on me. I loved Giovanna and wanted to spend the rest of my life with her, but a cartel was not a joke. Undoubtedly, we were going to be subjected to danger at some point. And we couldnât forget about the Russian mafia that had attacked me merely four days ago. It was all too much, too fast, and she didnât even seem interested in my feelings concerning the situation. âI'm very sure you heard me, Raphael.â Giovanna said lowly, obviously offended by my lack of interest. I hum
Marrying Into The Mafia   Inactivity
Hi guys! I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Unfortunately, my schedule didn't let up and I let school get the most of me. To make up for my inactive time, I'll update regularly through the week. I also have a huge writer's block rn so the update might take a few days. Nonetheless, I'll try to update as often as possible to satisfy my readers. Please don't forget to vote, comment, and share. It means a lot to me. Once again, I apologise for my absence and I will strive to put in more work this week. Thank you for reading, Hillary.
Marrying Into The Mafia   CHAPTER SIX
RAPHAEL’S VIEW POINTThe flight to Italy comprised Giovanna and Pietro arguing about who got to see their father first while I had stayed silent, partially lost in my thoughts and listening to their conversation. Apparently, Mr. Donatello was a very reserved man, only permitting two visitors at a time when he wasn’t in their villa, and that rule was not restricted to family. He had them patted down and ran through security measures before they were taken to where he worked, doing what I supposed were illegal activities. Although they claimed not to directly participate in such, it was very hard to believe after my encounter with Igor Bortsov and his mafia. I was still sceptical about what was going to happen to me. I was more than sure this wasn’t just an average introduction. I was surely going to be threatened again and from my experience with the cases my father had brought home, I wouldn’t be able to make it out alive.“W
Marrying Into The Mafia   CHAPTER SEVEN
RAPHAELâS VIEW POINT We walked a distance from their private airport to the main building, where her father was waiting. I was nervous to meet him, seeing that he was a mafia leader. The fear faded when I was reassured by Giovannaâs hand holding my bicep for comfort. It made me feel safe and loved. Even during hard times, like now, when her aunties were probing me to feel my torso and insisting that I took off my shirt. I was uncomfortable, and Giovanna was deeply irritated, but there was no stopping the drunken trio when they were determined to take advantage of someone half their ages. They giggled about invading my personal space, slurring swears under their breaths and hissing when they managed to get a feel. Stella looked gravely disappointed but watched anyway while I struggled to cook up a nice way to tell the aunties to fuck off. Thankfully, Pietro came to announce that his father was ready to see us, and took time to put the sisters in their places. He seemed to be the only o
Marrying Into The Mafia   CHAPTER EIGHT
RAPHAELâS VIEW POINT Waking up with Giovanna in my arms never felt different, yet the sensation never got old. Her body was always pressed against mine and our hearts would always beat in the same rhythm. Her hair always smelled like heaven, and her expression was always peaceful. What made me want to happily scream into a pillow was that she was much more relaxed than when she slept without me. I liked noticing the difference and knowing that only I could provide utmost comfort for her. I observed everything about her. From what her frantic blinks meant, to her breathing when we were alone, to how she thought; even most of her next moves. I could predict Giovanna to-the-tee. I knew that she was going to wake up soon and ask if staring at her was that interesting. I loved being confident that I knew everything about her that she had to say. âIs staring at me that interesting?â She mumbled, her eyes still closed. I smiled, reaching to take her lips. She grinned into t
Marrying Into The Mafia   CHAPTER NINE
RAPHAELâS VIEW POINT I was tense and the centre of attention in the room. We had gone back to the Donatello estate after Henry and Orion had given me minor heart attacks by recapping very incriminating delinquent behaviours we had indulged in as teenagers. I soon understood that they were punishing me in the best way they could, sabotaging my future with a woman they saw I was head over heels for. The ânormal Yvesâ they knew wasnât one to let a woman into his life. I had noticed the shock on Henryâs face when I had told him Giovanna was my fiancĂ©e. He had sent me a text message asking if I was sure I wasnât on something. Among the several other thousands of messages that I read almost every day, that was the only one that had gotten a response from me. I had stated clearly that Giovanna was very important to me and I loved her more than anything. He had only taken it as a cue to get as close as possible to completely ruining my life. âSo, where did you guys meet?â He
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Marrying Into The Mafia   CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
RAPHAELâS VIEW POINT.Natalie, Gaia and I had a long chat before Giovanna arrived. We had been talking about our childhoodsâ most embarrassing experiences and laughing about how immature we had been. Gaia had had the most adventurous, and made Natalie and I laugh so much that our stomachs hurt. I had checked on Annie a few times during the conversation and she had been fast asleep, until the moment Giovanna came into the home and announced her presence. A confused âAnnie?â followed by an excited âGia!â could be heard before the two began conversing. Gaia, having no idea Giovanna was coming, perked up in excitement. I went to freshen up in a washroom I had found while searching for Gaia, before deciding to wait in the kitchen for her, knowing I wasnât going to be able to keep myself calm in front of others. I had disposed of my façade near Gaia but I wasnât going to let down my guard until I could confirm her trustworthiness.âYouâre not going to see her?â Natalie asked when Gaia had
Marrying Into The Mafia   CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
RAPHAELâS VIEW POINT.We arrived at the address after visiting the hospital and being told Dr Desroches wasnât working today. I parked beside a familiar Donatello style SUV, seeing a modern home in a reserved neighbourhood. I inspected the area to make sure we werenât followed and turned back to Annie, who was fast asleep on the suitcase, looking peaceful in her slumber. I smiled at her in awe, admiring how at ease she was despite our current situation. I was wanted by my fiancĂ©eâs father. But it seemed like life didnât get better than that when being associated with the Donatello family. I couldnât paint a picture where the odds were in my favour in this whole chaos of a relationship with Giovannaâs family. I looked away from Annie finally, turning to Officer Berrien in expectation of orders from my father. I assumed she was working for my father to keep Annie safe, and not help me get through this mess. âPlease help me with the suitcases in the boot. Iâll take Annie.â I told Offi
Marrying Into The Mafia   CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
RAPHAELâS VIEW POINTThe world seemed to stop when Annie dropped lifelessly to the floor. My head went blank and blood rushed to my ears, blocking out every sound that didnât tell me Annie was alive. When I didnât get a single signal after a few seconds, I was in complete denial. I found myself wondering how and why my instinct had let me down now when it had never done so before. I was about to run carelessly to hold her in my arms but it seemed God had been on my side. A man dropped down after her, blood spilling from the hole in his head. Reading the situation and realizing there was still hope, I felt my senses perk up again, a new confidence in myself being discovered. In that split moment before the man had come to sight, my life had flashed before my eyes. I had judged my every decision, except not marrying Giovanna. If the supposed death of my sister wasnât enough reason to leave her, I knew I was fighting for the right cause. I found myself grinning despite having killed a
Marrying Into The Mafia   CHAPTER TWENTY
RAPHAELâS VIEW POINTAnnie and I watched Giovanna get into a mysterious black jeep, seeing strange men surrounding it. As quickly as they had come, they disappeared into their respective vehicles and zoomed off into the day. I let out a sigh, wondering how to put this simply so my father didnât get angry. I could tell him about Annie helping out first so he got angry before I could deliver the worse news. Or was it good news first? Was there even good news? My life could be ended and it wasnât the most terrifying possibility. I only wanted to get married to the woman of my dreams. These dangerous circumstances werenât at all in the plan. âDaddy?â I heard Annie say and my head whipped to the wide, seeing her grinning while she spoke on the phone. I knew she was intelligent but being this far ahead of me with her thoughts was genius. I was considered quite cunning and a quick thinker myself; much more than the average person, so it made Annieâs abilities almost superhuman. I wondered
Marrying Into The Mafia   CHAPTER NINETEEN
SERGIOâS VIEW POINTThree days ago, I had gotten permission from my daughter to use her fiancĂ© as a negotiator and temporary consigliere. I had to say, I wasnât too happy to have had suck up to the revolting yet fascinating man. I was an honest man, so I couldnât lie to either of them about my plans. Luckily, I had been able to keep my intentions private and expose only a small part of the full story. The only person aware of the entire hoax was Isabella, who was a questionable ally, having spent so much time with Igor. She had escaped his possession three weeks ago, which shortly after Yves had been attacked by Igor. It had been a measly and very shallow execution of strength and display of lack of fear, but it had somehow had a great effect on my business. And knowing Igor, there was absolutely no way he or his men had discovered Giovannaâs importance from surveillance; so it made me wonder if Isabella knew about her and had told Igor. Even Mr. Clever French boy hadnât figured it o
Marrying Into The Mafia   CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
RAPHAELâS VIEW POINT I was visibly happy when I stepped back into the house. The thought in my head was a simple one; âI'm going to marry Giovannaâ. It was all I could think about. The conclusion came before the slightest decisions. It affected my reasoning in a way I felt was positive because anything I did always led back to the thought that I was doing it for Giovanna. That I was growing for her and slowly morphing into a spouse she would see as perfect. I had an idea of what she thought about me now. I knew she regarded me highly, but I wanted to be her everything, just as she was mine. Which was why, when I saw her standing with Blossom and Belle while Annie made them rehearse her lines for her play tomorrow, I pulled her into my arms and gave her a loving kiss. I hoped to be able to do this for the rest of our lives. âLeave my supporting character alone!â Annie yelled, stomping her foot while Giovanna smiled at me. âThatâs a first. Are you in a better mood than usual?â She
Marrying Into The Mafia   CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
ANNIEâS VIEW POINT.Giovanna was a better cook than I expected. She chopped vegetables at chef speed and accuracy, being completely focused with her quantities. She measured everything, down to water. I was surprised she was this conservative when making meals. She seemed like a carefree person that went where the wind took her, but she was different now. Like a whole new person. I appreciated that she was serious with making food for my brother, but I had to know why she was acting like her life depended on its perfection. âHey, Gia?â I called, seeing her look over her shoulder while stirring ingredients for the jambalaya. She smiled warmly, leaving the other pot of potatoes to boil and placing a lid over it. She turned and wiped her hands on the towel she kept in the pocket of the apron she insisted on wearing even though this was a casual meal. She had also insisted on making a three course meal from the start and despite the time limit we had, and the assumed impossibility to do s
Marrying Into The Mafia   ABSENCE
My greatest apologies for not posting often. I am displeased to inform you that I will not be posting a chapter this week as my schedule is very choked and I have unfortunately experienced a tragedy that has hindered my thinking and ability to write effectively.But although I am greatly troubled, a new chapter will be available early next week. Thank you for reading my book, your support fuels my ambition as a writer and makes me strive to work harder to complete this project I have started. Please remember to like and comment! Have a nice day/night. Goodbye!
Marrying Into The Mafia   CHAPTER SIXTEEN
GIOVANNAâS VIEW POINTI adored the relationship between members of this family. There wasnât a sense of professionalism as there was with mine. They were homely and nice, not even bickering for fun. They minded one anotherâs feelings and were so familiar with themselves that they had inside jokes with each person that others didnât know. Ralph and Annie had the most, as they laughed so much together, that they were often out of breath. I had never seen my fiancĂ© so at ease before. I could tell by the way he acted that he was in a room full of the people he loved the most. It melted my heart to see him so happy. I wished we could stay like this forever. It was a stark contrast to how he was around members of my family. He always seemed put together and guarded, like he was with some of his business partners. I was sure it was because they had made a terrible first impression with my fiancĂ©. My mother had been completely embarrassed by her sisters, my father had attempted to make him a
