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Chapter 65: A Mind Of It's Own
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My Mafia Man Chapter 66: Flimsy Decisions
TW: Drug Abuse & Mature Content Sunday “Hello?” Amber asks the voice on the other end of the line. “Hey, Amber,” Amber recognizes Vera’s voice. “Vera,” Amber responds, “How’s everything going?” Vera answers, “Everything’s going well. I wanted to invite you to a party begin held in honor of our top models in the past year.” “That’s very kind of you, but I’m not sure if I can make it,” Amber expresses her disinterest. “I didn’t mention the venue or the date yet,” Vera utters. Amber waits. “It’s going to be held this Friday in the Oro Club,” Vera lets her know. “I’m busy, no can do,” Amber tells her. “Please, Amber, I’ve already let my clients and recruits know that you’ll be there. It will be embarrassing if you don’t turn up,” Vera pleads. “Vera, it was presumptuous to assume that I’d come,” Amber tells her. “I know, I’m sorry, but save me from the embarrassment,” Vera begs. “You don’t have to apologize, I’ll be there,” Amber lets her know. Then, she ends the call. “What have I
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Amber’s pov: “Over my dead body,” a low guttural voice asserts its dominance. Then, before I could comprehend what was going on, a hole formed in between the man’s eyes, and blood leaked out of it. His soul left his body right in front of me. I sink to the ground, but a pair of strong hands hold me right before I hit the bottom. “Tesoro, it’s okay, I’m here,” his whispers reassure and so do his strong arms. “Ale…Alessandro…” Only sobs leave my throat and water flows down my cheek, “Was that…Santino Martino?” “It was his brother, they look strikingly similar,” Alessandro says, scooping me up in his arms and leading me into the light, once again. He carries me to the car and takes me home. “What did he want?” My voice was still shaky. “I’ve got no idea,” Alessandro holds me close, asking, “Are you okay?” I nod, feeling better with every passing minute between his arms. Then, we enter my flat. His body still supporting me. “Stay with me tonight, Alessandro,” I request. “That goes
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Our kissing session comes to an end as my phone rings. I pull away, my breath unsteady and my soul craving more. I stand on my feet and pick up the call. “Hey, Amber,” Liam says. “Hey,” I utter. “I will visit the art galleries today, and my training is coming along pretty well,” he lets me know. “That’s great,” I utter. “I hope you had fun yesterday,” Liam chuckles. Though confused by this gesture, I say, “Yeah, I did.” “Just don’t be mad at me for that,” he utters, and this adds more to my confusion. Nevertheless, I play it off with, “Yeah, no I’m not.” “Okay, then, have a nice day,” he ends the call after I wish him the same. I turn around to face Alessandro. He’s decked in last night’s suit again. Last night, I didn’t take time to note how beautifully it sits on him. “You look great in this,” I tell him. “Thank you,” he says, adjusting his sleeves. “I’ll get going now, Mrs. Bianchi,” He kisses my forehead before leaving. It is said that life is all about moments. Last night,
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Many Days Later “Kenna & Bella’s Dreams has been the week's hot topic and I’m sure that the hype will remain on an increasing scale for the year if not the decade,” a reporter speaks. “I’m rooting for the decade. The day of the inauguration was a grand success and the art gallery has been flooded with guests from all across the globe,” another reporter adds. “Isn’t it romantic how they have an art gallery together? Insider news says that Alessandro Bianchi got in touch with art nearly over a decade after his father’s demise because of his wife,” the third reporter chimes in. “They truly are a power couple,” the first reporter says, astonished. “Damn right we are,” Amber says, her eyes glued to the television screen, her hands fumbling with the remote, and her phone on speaker mode with Alessandro on the other end of the line. “Cocky much, Mrs. Bianchi?” Alessandro chuckles. “I’m not changing my statement,” she smiles at the television screen as they display pictures of them and
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Amber's pov: The sound of the waves crashing ashore might be loud, but Harlow’s words were louder. Tears flow down my eyes uncontrollably. This can’t be happening. It feels surreal. I’m going to break before this goes down. My phone rings. I can’t pick it up…It’s Alessandro. One of the guards walks in, and orders, “Pick it up! And act normal!” I pick up the call. “Alessandro…” My voice breaks. “Tesoro, is everything alright?” Alessandro is worried. “Yeah, it is,” I justify. “It sounds like you’ve been crying,” he says. “I just got emotional thinking about us, like how far we’ve come and all that,” I tell him. “Tesoro…” he chuckles, “I love you.” I whisper, “I love you too.” He then goes on, “This Friday, I won’t be coming home to you.” “What?” I question. “I’m going to have you driven somewhere,” he utters. I know. “Oh, okay,” I say. “That’s all that I had to say,” he utters. “Mhm, okay,” I can’t form sentences. “Are you sure that you’re okay?” Alessandro questions. “Yeah,” I
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Alessandro’s pov: “Brother, I need you. One last time, like the old times,” Harlow utters. “What for?” I question, my confusion genuine. “Let’s watch the destruction of Santino Martino, together,” Harlow says, surprising me with his words. “What do you mean?” I pretend to act a fool. “I will let you in on the details, where are you right now?” Harlow questions. “I’m at my workplace,” I lie. “Great, I’ll be there in twenty,” he ends the call with that. “What was that all about?” Ken questions me. “I’ve got no idea, but it’s time to find out,” I tell him as I adjust my tie and roll down my sleeves. “You’ve got no security with you,” Ken says. “I know, it’ll be a one-man show from my end,” I tell him. “That’s stupid, Alessandro, at least take a gun,” Ken hands me my shotgun, one that I haven’t touched since I shot Santino’s brother. “No, Ken. I’ll be fine,” I let him know. He rolls his eyes at me saying, “You’re walking into your doom.” “Maybe I am, maybe it’s what I deserve for ki
