OF LUST AND LOVE (Book Two Of Mafia Series)

OF LUST AND LOVE (Book Two Of Mafia Series)

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Her hair is a lustrous blond. Her eyes are flashing blue-violet. She is sweet and childlike. They call her Angelina. Though it doesn't feel right. How can she tell them that underneath her innocent personality she feels something more? Something wild. Something dangerous. Something she had been before. But she doesn't understand. ____ He knows she has secrets. Underneath her timid personality. She is something more. She is someone he will be willing to explore. Something he is willing to expose. He calls her Angel. His Angelina.

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Chapter 1

Angel

Angelina

Sonora, Mexico

"Fuck! This is not happening." Another waste of perfectly good ingredients. No matter how much training she had undergone, she just couldn't cook to save her life. She had been practicing for months.

"Language, mi hija," a beautiful lady beside her clucked her tongue in a motherly fashion.

Angelina grinned. "Sorry." She mumbled.

"In Spanish, Angelina." The woman beside her kept reminding her every damn time she switched to English.

Yeah. Right. "Lo siento, tia." (I'm sorry, aunt.)

She nodded in approval. "Bueno." (Good.) "Hacer otro lote de tortillas, por pabor."

Okay. -Make another batch of tortillas.- "Si." She had to make sure to repeat the words in her head several times to interpret them in English for her to understand.

The breezy air surrounding her made her shiver. It was early morning and she was up, ready to assist Juanita, a woman who took her in at her lowest point.

She and her husband, Tio, were the trusted caretaker of a vast hacienda. There were a lot of servants, field workers, and men guarding the beautiful fertile land.

Angelina had fallen in love with the place as soon as she set eyes on its majestic glory. Lush mountains surround a flat terrain with a natural water resource. Perfect for the countryside hacienda.

Though she was still recovering from a gunshot wound at the time, this place had become her haven. And the couple who took her in were her saviors.

Tia Juanita had treated her like a daughter. Teaching her all the ways to blend it. How to fathom her blending in with her burnished blond hair and blue-violet eyes, she didn't know. She had developed a nice tan but she still stood out like a sore thumb.

No one had treated her differently though. As soon as her guardian announced she was her niece, under their protection, everyone welcomed Angelina with open arms.

"Siempre habla en nuestro idioma, Angélina. El Patron detesta a extrañas en su tierra." (Always speak in our language, Angelina. El Patrón detests strangers on his land.)

"Si, tia." El Patron. Everyone she knew seemed to fear the old man. Fear out of respect. She had never met him and every day she was growing curious. Would he be like Tio? A fatherly figure? "¿Cuándo volverá a casa?" (When is he coming home?)

"No me corresponde decirlo. Quiero que te mantengas alejado de él. Por favor." (It's not for me to say. I want you to stay clear of him. Please.)

"I will, Tia Juanita." But why? Surely, El Patron was a kind, old man. Angelina shrugged her shoulders. Better to heed her aunt's warning. She didn't want to get into trouble. All she wanted was to fully recover, along with her memories so she will know where to go. Her family must be so worried about her. She was too.

She needed to find herself. And as much as she had come to love this place, she knew she was in danger before the lovely couple had taken her under their wings. She didn't want to bring trouble to their doorstep.

Angelica was waiting for the day to leave this place so she could search for her family.

"All I know is El Patron will be coming home soon. So we must be prepared. And it would be better if he didn't see you."

"What about his family?" Oddly, no small children were running around the estate.

"He has no family. He wants it that way. No more questions, si?" Angelina nodded. She knew it was none of her business.

All she had to do was recuperate, earn some money then go. It was not her place to be overly curious about the mysterious El Patron.

***

The mid-afternoon heat made her want to jump to the nearest and coolest river in the area. Or better yet the impressive sunken pool at the mansion. Its Spanish elaborate grandeur might have intimidated anyone but not her. She knew she had seen places, she was confident of that.

Angelina knew a lot of things except her true identity. Expelling an exasperated breath, she covered her unusual blue-violet eyes from the harsh glare of the sun.

This afternoon, all she wanted was to feel refreshed. Submerge in cool crystal blue water and forget her anxieties.

-But it's forbidden, Angelina.-

She grimaced. True. Juanita had explicitly forbidden her to explore some places inside the house. Especially, the El Patron's wing. Never knowing the reason made her curious. No one was about. Maybe she could venture out to pass the time?

-Nah. It's not worth the risk.-

She bit her lips and then shook her head.

-Nope, not doing it. Stop tempting me! Черт побери! (Damn shit!)-

Stunned, she looked around. It was her. She actually cursed in her head in another language. Apparently, she could speak several of them.

Discovering her numerous abilities had given her hope. She couldn't tell Juanita. They would worry and she didn't want that.

French and Russian were easy for her. Was she KGB? When she had observed the men patrolling the premises, their stance, and their hidden strength, she also found out she knew guns. What year the rifles were manufactured, how deadly and accurate each design could be. And most importantly, she knew how to handle them. Big or small, it doesn't matter.

A sennight ago, she had found a treasure trove, a gym near the outpost. It was more like a training ground, so at dawn, she would sneak from her room, located at the back of the house, and take advantage of its amenities.

Imagine her surprise when she suddenly discovered she knew Krav Maga and mixed martial arts. And she had the strength to exercise for hours. Until her flesh trembled and she was gasping for breath.

Who had trained her? Maman? She could not remember. Maman. Mother.

If her instinct was right, she had left her mother and by now she must be so worried about her missing daughter.

Angelina blinked back tears, whoever Maman was, she missed her a lot. Does she have a sister? A brother? Best friends? A boyfriend?

There was this empty part of her brain that needed to be filled. She needed to know. Her name was not Angelina. Tia Juanita had baptized her the moniker because she looked like an angel. -Her words, not mine.-

She snorted her disbelief. Knowing dangerous things did not make her a warrior of God. She was borne for something else.

And she was definitely not an angel. Far from it. Restlessness consumed her. She craved an outlet or the time would come she would scream out her frustrations to the heavens.

Looking at the horizon, she felt tears drip down her cheeks.

-Who am I? What is my name?-

***

"I've been searching for you, hija." Gentle admonishment clouded Tia's voice.

Angelina knew she had been gone for hours. She had braved the few kilometers of thick trees and went swimming in the cold river. She even found a picturesque cottage.

She mentally reminded herself to clean the place to make it her own. It seemed years since someone occupied the place. "I went swimming."

Switching back to Spanish was a bit difficult. Out of respect for Juanita, she did.

With a heavy sigh, her guardian looked at her. "Please tell me next time so I won't have to worry. I was about to ask your Tio to assemble a search party."

Her words placed a smile on Angelina's lips. She knew how much they cared for her. "I won't tell you all my secrets. There are some things that should be left in dark." She answered cheekily. Wiggling her delicate eyebrows.

"Dios Mio! You and your teasing. Freshen up. We will have dinner in an hour. Go!" The handsome woman shooed her away with both hands. Giggling, the blond angelic beauty bussed her guardian's flushed cheek before twirling away.

"Alright. See you in a few, Tia Juanita."

***

Refreshed and in high spirits, wearing a comfortable off-the-shoulder pale blue blouse and a flowing white skirt, she glided cheerfully into the dining room.

Angelica stopped. Her eyes huge, she watched, dumbfounded at the heated argument coming from the table.

This was the first time she saw Juanita and Ramon arguing. "Que pasa? Tia? Tio?"

Silence. They looked like deer caught by the headlights.

"Nothing, hija!" The beautiful Mexican woman dismissed her question. And Ramon was bobbing his head in agreement. She might have amnesia but she was not stupid.

Something was amiss alright. There was a tense feeling around them. Swirling and tightening like a noose.

"You can't lie to me. You should tell me now so I will know what to do." Slowly, with enate grace, she crossed the room and sat in her usual place at the table. Though it was not the formal dining area nor the open space of the enchanting breakfast nook, the area they were currently using for their everyday meal was still an elegant vision. State-of-the-art kitchen amenities, imported ceramic tiles, chandeliers, and a long mahogany table.

Her table napkin draped perfectly on her thighs, serene smile in place, she glanced at her companions. Waiting. Brow arched.

Angelina had no idea how much she had resembled her powerful Maman just then. "Well?" She prodded.

Juanita almost jumped from her seat. Her chocolate brown eyes darted from the angelic beauty and from her esposo. "El Patron. He is coming home." She announced in a trembling voice.

"Oh." -Черт побери! (Damn shit!)-

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Loved book 2, looking forward to book 3
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where is book 1?
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Arvon Ramos
i love this series...when is the next series????
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I love this author and this series is the best. Anxiously awaiting book 3 as well!
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When is book 3 coming. Love love this series
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I love this book / series. Can't wait for book three.
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I absolutely love this book
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Excellent book. Waiting for more.
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When the author was gone for so long, I would imagine my own continuation to the story. I can say that there’s a reason I am not a writer LMAO I couldn’t have made the story better than what the author delivered. Not even close! That was one hell of a ride from where the author picked up. SOO GOOD!!
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I can’t believe the book is done!! I hope the next one comes out soon. △⃒⃘Lways will be craving for more of these mafia men, their wives and their stories!
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This book just keeps getting better and better!! I cannot wait for more!!
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what happen to the writer?
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Update please :D
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finish this book please. its been too long..
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49 Chapters
Angel
AngelinaSonora, Mexico "Fuck! This is not happening." Another waste of perfectly good ingredients. No matter how much training she had undergone, she just couldn't cook to save her life. She had been practicing for months. "Language, mi hija," a beautiful lady beside her clucked her tongue in a motherly fashion. Angelina grinned. "Sorry." She mumbled. "In Spanish, Angelina." The woman beside her kept reminding her every damn time she switched to English. Yeah. Right. "Lo siento, tia." (I'm sorry, aunt.) She nodded in approval. "Bueno." (Good.) "Hacer otro lote de tortillas, por pabor." Okay. -Make another batch of tortillas.- "Si." She had to make sure to repeat the words in her head several times to interpret them in English for her to understand. The breezy air surrounding her made her shiver. It was early morning and she was up, ready to assist Juanita, a woman who took her in at her lowest point. She and her husband, Tio, were the trusted caretaker of a vast hacienda. The
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El Patron
Palermo, Mexico CityTwenty-four Hours Earlier At twenty-seven, he was ready to die. Revenge was bittersweet yet he had accomplished what he had set out to do, his one goal when he found out he was among the living. For years, he had suffered in torment. The dreams. Their cries. His father's dead eyes blurred by tears and blood. He carried them all. Sanity was a privilege. Long had his been gone. The demons crave blood. Plaguing him. Whispering. Tempting. He had served his purpose. He had killed them all. No regrets. No remorse. He didn't know why they had to save him. Dying would have given him peace. "Urg!" His loud growl reverberated in the four corners of his room. He was alone. So alone. Months had passed since he almost died from saving a friend and it was getting harder and harder to recover. He wished the
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River Run
Angelina This was the kind of peace she was looking for. The tranquil waters, sunlight creating sparkling jewels like diamonds made her inner turmoil vanished. But not her curiosity. People around the compound were busy the whole day. Juanita referred to it as organized chaos. Even Ramon was up at dawn supervising the ranch hands. Odd to see them in vigorous exercise and training. Like on a military drill. And gunshots resounded in the air. Her pulse throb with the sound. Exciting her. She had wanted to join the group but she didn't trust anyone to show this side of her personality. Better for them to get used to her sweet persona. Not the frenetic one urging her to fight or train or go on an adventure somewhere. She just felt so antsy lately. How to pass the time until it was safe for her to go back to the villa? Tia Juanita had wa
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Disguised Angel
Rafael Montero Cartel Leader   Demons. He was plagued by them. No matter how much tequila he consumed, he couldn't block the memory of her baby sister crying. Her pain. Her lifeless eyes staring back at him. -When will it end?- Monette. She would have been a teenager now. Fuck! Some big brother he was. He was good for nothing. He couldn't even save her. In the darkness of his bedroom, heavy drapes blocking the outside world, he gulped the remaining contents of the heavy liquor. Though he was feeling the buzz of the alcohol, his mind was on full alert. Too active. Too much. Too many painful memories swirling inside his head. He could do some paperwork to pass the time. But... Rafael squinted his eyes, trying to read the time. Puta
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No Regrets
Angelina "Dios Mio! What happened, Angelina?" Tia's frantic voice made her feel guilty. But only a little bit. It was 2 AM and she had to disturb their sleep. That was her only regret. The man sprawled on the kitchen floor was unconscious. Her doing. And she was glad. He deserved it. "His fault, tia. He attacked me and threatened to lock me in a cell. I mean, I already told him you will speak to El Patron about me in the morning but he wouldn't listen. I did what I had to do...." Angelina stopped. Everyone was looking at her in shock. Another lady, a carbon copy of tia Juanita was smiling from ear to ear. Tio Ramon was struggling not to laugh. "What?" Tia clucked her tongue. "As if she needs more encouragement, hermana. Ramon, get some of our men so we can transfer Rafael to his quarters. And prepare a bath. He stinks of tequila." Her nose wrinkled.
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Tough Luck
Rafael Waking up with a fucking hangover was a terrible way to start his day. The warmth and rays of sunlight streaming from his open windows made him groan. The throbbing pain in his skull made him squint his dark brown eyes on the grandfather clock steadily ticking, mocking him. Rafael stifled a savage curse. Too early in the morning to be cursing his life. Besides, he had a lot on his plate. The first was to meet the disguised angel from last night. He didn't trust her. Like recognized like.  She, the Angel was something more. Fuck! He had to stop calling her that. Her name was...Angelina. An apt name for such a delicate face but she was not from the heavens.  He might have been drunk when he met her, his intuition though had deemed her as a threat. To what? To his sanity. Damn it! -Who was she really? How
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Her Crazy Boss
Angelina Later in the afternoon, Angelina found herself in her favorite spot. A place where she could be herself. The dense forests, the calm waters, and the quaint little cottage, a haven she was determined to make her hideout. Inhaling deeply, thoughts in disarray, she tried to calm her jumbled nerves. Did she always have a thing for insanely handsome brooding men? She doubted she had truly grasped how deeply she was affected by him. A challenge. -Is that how she sees him?- Her mind refused to formulate a response. If she did, it will only confirm how she felt and she wasn't sure she was ready to risk it. The path she had made for herself was absolute. El Patron was never a part of it. As she promised earlier, she would be gone in a few weeks. No matter the distraction, she would not waver. From a distance, she watched the man haunting her
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Adrenaline
Rafael -What devil had tempted him to do this?-  He was courting danger and he was not referring to the sparring session with her. His blood was boiling but not from the excitement of the fight. The adrenaline coursing through his veins was from something else. More from his baser needs. He thought the cold morning shower would help. He was so fucking wrong. His blood was simmering once more and he had to exercise utmost control not to yank her to him and kissed her senseless and wiped the smirk of confidence on her angelic face. -Arrogant little minx.- Rafael's dark eyes couldn't keep from hungrily assessing her svelte, supple curves lovingly covered by a spandex sports bra and tights. His mouth went dry and he cursed his stupidity. These types of female sports attire should be banned forever. Angelina's stretching exercise could be classed as one of th
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Sorry Not Sorry
Angelina -What the fuck was wrong with her?- But El Patron looked so delicious without his shirt on, muscles hard, glistening, and flexing, she had to do something to end the incessant torture. Watching his movements had been more painful than his occasional jabs and kicks. Arousal crawled on every part of her sensitized skin, he was driving her crazy. The only solution her addled brain offered was to kiss him. Which she did. Which they both enjoyed. Too much. If only they weren't interrupted. The frustration she felt when he stopped- she felt like screaming. Trying to suppress her shivers from the memory, she glanced sideways at tia Juanita haggling with a vegetable vendor. She had not seen hide nor hair of him since the incident and to her disappointment tia dragged her along to the market. She would have loved to speak to Rafael and struck with some t
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Wants And Needs
Rafael -What the fuck was wrong with him?- He could have sent his most trusted men instead of going himself. But the thought of Angelina in danger made him sick to his stomach. It doesn't matter she knew how to take care of herself. He just needed to know she was safe.  Of course, she was tia Juanita's niece and it was his responsibility to take care of each member of his household. Rafael tried to rationalize his actions. And it has nothing to do with her hot kisses and even hotter-than hell luscious body, right? Who was he fooling? He wanted the woman underneath him, on top of him or whatever way he could fuck her and slake his lust. He just wanted her. Period. Five bulletproof SUVs in total. Almost at the town's center, people turned and stopped what they're doing to look at their procession of black tinte
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