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Ryan returned to the living room, poured his glass of liquor and sat down thoughtfully. He couldn't hear what Genevieve was saying. His thoughts were caught up in Anna's innocent gaze. She was perfect for the green house, but at the same time, he wished he could spend time with her, just being hers. And that thought led him to the obvious conclusion; Anna wouldn't be like the others who became family property. Anna would revolutionize that family. “Are you in love yet, Ryan?” Adam's debauched voice roused him from his thoughts. “Of course not.” “You've fallen in love with the last one in the house. I don't think we should make that bet. Anna will make you grovel at her feet.” Adam said, imagining with perverse pleasure his cousin at Anna's feet. Ryan glared at him. “I didn't fall in love with... I was just confused by that crazy relationship. It was my first time and... You have to admit that it doesn't come naturally. An unusual habit... It's something bizarre among the
Rise, Mafía Heirs Emotions
Anna arrived at the apartment and went straight to the bedroom of the man she loved, to see Allister. Suddenly, she sensed that something was wrong, even though there were no indicators. The apartment was dark, only the dim light of the lamp in the boss's room, with the door open, had any light. Anna thought that this was a good moment to flee. There was no sign of the men in black suits, and not even of the servants. But she was no coward. She couldn't abandon the man she loved in this shameful way, and she forced herself to go down the corridor and into the bedroom, where a nurse was asleep in the chair next to Allister, with a magazine lying at her feet. Anna approached, picked up the magazine that had probably slipped out of the nurse's hand, placed it on the medicine table and ran her hand gently over Allister's face. “I'd do anything for you, my love, but I feel I won't have the strength to deal with your son's anger. It's more than I can bear.” “He won't listen to you.
Rise, Mafía Heirs Lunch Plans
Anna took a deep breath. Allister didn't know what she was saying, or she was so tired that she was imagining things. Had All just said that Adam would fall in love with her? It was easier for the sun's rays to dry up the sea. “Your son is a murdering psychopath who has feelings for me? Wow! How flattering! I should throw myself out of that bedroom window right now and spare him...” “Don't talk like that, Anna. I need you to promise not to attempt your own life.” “After you're gone, any promise I've made won't make any difference, because you won't be here to see if I kept it.” Allister turned pale and Anna immediately regretted the harsh way she had spoken to him and took his hand again. “I'm sorry. Tonight hasn't been easy.” “You didn't tell me about dinner.” Anna lay down next to him and talked about Ryan and the woman who looked like a snake. Allister was amused by the way Anna deliberately told and described things as she saw them. Anna didn't even notice when s
Rise, Mafía Heirs Inconsequential Words
“Wow! I think the conversation between you was very enlightening. You no longer look tired, like you're carrying heavy burdens. You look light.” “And I feel light.” He said and leaned back on the pillow. Anna approached him and began to caress his face. Allister held her hand firmly, forcing her to stop, and looked at her seriously. “No, Anna.” She felt her face burn with embarrassment and pulled away. “I'm sorry, for a moment I forgot... You're not well yet...” “I'm perfectly fine to have sex, Anna.” “I didn't... That wasn't my intention. You never touched me and your wife told me about the relationship and what you... You see me as a daughter.” Allister stared at her for a few seconds before replying. “You... Ah, Anna. Your desire for me is so flattering...” “Then... We can consummate our love. There's no reason to wait any longer. Neither of us will live long enough to...” “You think I haven't thought of that? Being with you, being your first man was
Rise, Mafía Heirs Requests
Allister was enjoying himself and laughed again. “He was born Alpha. No one will ever be able to exercise authority over him. But I believe you can soften him up. I know you. And everything you represent is the opposite of him. He needs you in his life to balance him out. He knows he has no limits and finds no reason to limit himself. You will become his motivation.” “I don't want to become anything of his.” “He doesn't either. But I believe that your meeting was predestined.” “Would you ask him not to keep taking me away from you? I'd rather have lunch here with you.” “I will, but today I want you to have lunch with him. Listen to what he has to say. I think that what he says to you over lunch will determine something I've avoided all my life. I want to know if my intuition is right.” “I don't think he's going to do business with me.” “Yes, he will, Anna. I can feel it.” “Fine, but then ask him to spare me having to be in his presence.” “After that, you won't
Rise, Mafía Heirs Drunk
Adam had finished his lunch and picked up the glass, but when he put it back on the table, it didn't look as if its contents had been touched. Anna drank the entire bottle of wine left on the table and got drunk very quickly. It was the first time she had ever drunk, and she liked the feeling. She remembered her father's addiction and understood it. To spend twenty-four hours with that feeling of freedom was magnificent and tempting. It was as if all the world's problems had ceased to exist. “I called you here to let you know what will happen after Allister's death.” He said in a cold tone. Anna stared at him. Just as beautiful as her father. Perhaps what he wanted would be best for her. She raised her open hand in the air and smiled when he looked at her surprised and confused. “When someone reaches out and raises their open hand in the air, it's so that you can authorize them to ask a question.” She said debauchedly and saw an amused glint pass through his eyes before he
Rise, Mafía Heirs The Password
Anna laughed, leaning back in her chair. She was so drunk that she didn't understand the danger she was in, but no one would have been able to tell in a few years whether she would have acted differently if she had been sober. “And you invite a 'good-for-nothing' to lunch with you and ask for favors... That's not very coherent.” Adam looked at Anna's empty, clean plate. She hadn't even served herself. “Aren't you hungry?” he asked annoyed. “Yes, Adam. I am.” She said and looked at him suggestively. Adam stood up. “Come on. I'll show you the safe.” Anna stood up and overbalanced, but managed to hold on to the chair before falling. She turned to Adam. “If I'd fallen, you'd like that, wouldn't you? You're the typical bad boy.” She said and burst out laughing. Adam looked at the door, and Jenna was watching them with a smile on her face. “Take her. Remind me not to serve alcohol next time.” He said coldly and angrily and went into the apartment. Jenna went over to
Rise, Mafía Heirs Bad things can turn int good things
Anna felt him put his hand on her shoulder, starting to panic. At first, he just stroked the spot, but then he squeezed until he drew a groan of pain from Anna, who stared at him with tears in her eyes, as he kept his hand there, squeezing even harder, while staring at her coldly. Anna knew they would hear if she screamed, but she didn't want to worry Allister or give Adam the pleasure, so she closed her eyes and bit her tongue, determined to endure the pain in silence. The grip lessened, but his hand remained on her shoulder. Anna opened her eyes and saw a mixture of surprise and coldness in Adam's eyes. He released her and put his hand back in his pocket. “Go on, miss.” “Do you need any help?” Anna knew she was facing a troubled man. Perhaps a conversation could transform him into someone more... human. “If you stay here, I won't be able to control myself, and you won't like what happens.” Anna stood with her mouth open, not knowing what sound should come out of it.
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