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045: "I Have Always Suspected There Was Something Fishy About Her; Who Would Have Thought We Were In The Presence Of A Wild Tiger?"
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Ruined By The Mafia 046: "Do You Still Love Her?"
(ANASTASIA'S POINT OF VIEW)I did not notice when I became numb from crying, or when I stopped crying whenever the whip passed across my back, or when my body finally gave out and I collapsed on the floor, with little puddles of blood forming around me.As I lay on the floor, every sound that came to my ears was distant and fading, and the world around me blurred, but then I felt it, the feeling of warm and gentle hands lifting me off the floor after untying my hands and holding me to his chest, and with the last inhale of his addictive cologne, I finally gave in the darkness.*~*The next time I opened my eyes, I was met with unfamiliarity. I blinked at the sheets since my face was pressed against the mattress. I tried to turn but was met with pain that made me wish I was dead, but I managed to sit on my ass and scan my surroundings with my lazy gaze. I was surrounded by the painted grey walls of a cozy bedroom with a large bed in the center. On my right were shelves with books an
Ruined By The Mafia 047: "Touch Her, And You Will Discover What Is Worse Than Death."
[Anastasia’s Point of View]When I opened my eyes, my vision was blurry, and there was a constant ache in the back of my neck. I groaned, and when my vision returned, I took a moment to scan my surroundings. It was a dark, empty room with little light; it had an old door and no window. The room had concrete and plaster walls, a tall ceiling above my head, and a foul vomit odor permeated the room. The ceiling had several surface cracks from aging and decay. Where was this?I tried to get up, but I could not because my legs were tied to the chair I was sitting on and my wrists were bound behind me.I almost let out an exasperated groan until my gaze was drawn to Enzo, who was equally tied to a chair with both hands and legs. His head was lowered, indicating that he was still unconscious. “Enzo," I called, hoping he would wake up, but I got no response. "Enz-" I began again but was cut off when the door slammed open with a loud cracking sound, revealing a man in a suit walking in with
Ruined By The Mafia 048: "No One Tells Me What To Do, Darling."
(Anastasia's Point of View)I do not know why, but I screamed, loudly, and Enzo stared at me as if I had an extra head growing on my shoulder. The intended humor in his expression was ruined by my increasing scream.He drew nearer and nearer until he was standing in front of me holding the bloody dagger. My heartbeats accelerated and became more painfully painful as he held it in front of my face, while my screams got louder and louder till I could feel my throat hurting.My death was imminent. I was going to die!The words were repeated a dozen times in my head, and when he drew nearer, I squinted my eyes shut and braced myself for the slide of the knife on my throat. However, it never came, and instead, I felt the restraints around my body loosen."Get up, sweetheart, we do not have all day."When my eyes reopened, Enzo had moved back and was picking up the discarded gun. I gulped as he checked the bullets before flashing his eyes over me, causing me to flinch and bolt to my feet.
Ruined By The Mafia 049: "You Have 10 Minutes To Pick Me Up Or You Are Dead!"
[ANASTASIA'S POINT OF VIEW]I had no idea where we were, but I pulled over to the side of the road, jumped out of the driver's seat, and opened the door to the passenger's seat, where Enzo was still conscious...fortunately. As soon as I sat down next to him, I undo his shirt's buttons, revealing the messy stabbed wound on the side of his stomach. I stifled a violent shudder at the gruesome sight of it, “This is going to hurt.” I muttered as I reached for the first-aid kit.“Get on with it, doll. This is nothing," he declared, and I assumed he was joking. However, his face evinced no signs of pain as I started to clean the parched and fresh blood off the wound, and his expression remained blank as I continued to clean it with alcohol. I was almost tempted to press hard on the wound in the hopes that he would feel more human, but he was still a human, despite how good he was at masking the pain and giving the world an air of nonchalance.I helped him take off his bloody shirt before st
Ruined By The Mafia 050: "Keep Up The Good Work; Maybe One Day You Will Be Able To Convince Yourself That All Of This Is Real, And In The End, I Will Still Have The Last Laugh, As I Always Do."
[ANASTASIA'S POINT OF VIEW]For the first time, it was relieving to return to the mansion. I would rather spend the rest of my life here than go through that ordeal again. It caused me to see a side of Enzo I would rather never see again.Speaking of Enzo, I have no idea what the doctor gave him, but he has been knocked out for two days since we arrived at the mansion.The doctor claimed that it helped him heal properly because having another meltdown would have prevented the wound from healing faster, but as I once more observed his unconscious face slowly regaining its color after being so pale before, I could not help but worry. Lastly, his wound was healing more quickly.I peered at his face, I was tempted to touch it, and I didn't realize my hand was reaching out until the pad of my finger was creating a path on his rough and dry lips. How could one person be both insane and perfect at the same time? The longer I stared and wondered, the faster my heart warmed up. I found the s
Ruined By The Mafia 051: "I Know Who You Are. I Can Smell The Need For Chaos. You Are Meant To Spill More Blood, Boy."
(ENZO'S POINT OF VIEW)(FLASHBACK)Enzo, 14 years old, entered the kitchen to find his mother over the stove. He came to a halt, his gaze fixed on her back. He studied her with his head tilted. Even if she was hiding so well, he could see how her hands trembled now and then as she stirred whatever she was cooking in the pot, and how she held back a hiss whenever the heat got too hot on the bruises on her hand."Mother." He called, and the woman turned so quickly that she nearly flipped her pot of food.When she realized it was just him, she giggled apprehensively. "Enzo, how long have you been standing there? You scared me. Please do not do that again; I am getting old."She was not old; she was only in her late 30s. However, looking at her, one might mistakenly believe she was in her 50s. Even someone in their fifties appeared much better. Enzo could not recall the last time she had taken care of herself without worrying about his well-being or catering to her so-called husband.Enzo
Ruined By The Mafia 052: "There Is No Need To Strain Your Neck Any Further; I Can Tell You Who She Is Since She Might Interfere With Your Mission And Prevent You From Finishing Your Script."
[ANASTASIA'S POINT OF VIEW]A few days passed, and I could say that things had returned to normal, and by normal, I mean staying in Enzo's room and taking my online classes while being watched by two of the guards. It was not like I was going to try anything. I wasn't escaping anytime soon, so they didn't have to watch me like that, and lastly, avoiding the Mezzasalma like they were the plague of the earth. They terrified me with their craziness.However, just as I thought things were looking up, Enzo entered the room with an empty bag. I looked at him, puzzled, as he approached and placed the bag beside my feet on the bed. "Pack your things, doll, we are going to the beach."I didn't move instantly. Why were we going to the beach, was this a code for something, was he on a mission like the last two times he took me out, and if not, why the freaking hell were we going to the beach? I can't swim. "I am not a swimmer," I mumbled, looking up at him with a pout."I know. Pack up; we ar
Ruined By The Mafia 053: "Touch Me Again, And We Will Be Attending Your Funeral Sooner."
[ANASTASIA'S POINT OF VIEW]When I left the balcony, I didn't seek Enzo nor go to the dinner table. I went directly to Khione's room.I strode into the bedroom; I found her beside her window, looking out while taking a whiff of her cigar penned between her fingers. I went to stand next to her."Sienna is here," I began.She turned to face me, her green eyes not hiding the surprise in them. "Sienna?" she inquired. "How can you be certain she is here when you have never seen her before?""I saw her photo in Enzo's flat before. And Rue said it's her,”Khione snorted. “Rue is stuffed with crap. She might be attempting to snag you by the shirt. She has the ability to make people act their worst.” She exhaled once more into her cigar.I sighed, almost reaching out to grab the cigar from her finger to take a drag. "I would like to know what happened between them; Enzo and Sienna. Why is she such a touchy subject?"“It’s a sensitive topic indeed.” She extinguished the cigar and threw it out t
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- Ruined By The Mafia Author Note
- Ruined By The Mafia 101: "Vincenzo Missed His Father, And I Missed My Daddy."
- Ruined By The Mafia 100: "I Stuck Around To Attend Your Wedding; Now I Can't Leave Without Saying A Proper Congratulations, Can I?"
- Ruined By The Mafia 099: "Isabella, Your Little Sister Has Finally Found Us. I Told You, She Would."
- Ruined By The Mafia 098: "Can I Confirm Something First? Are You Mine Again?”
- Ruined By The Mafia 097: "Give Yourself A Chance To Be Happy And Get Out Of This Quagmire."
- Ruined By The Mafia 096: "Believe Me, Little Tiger, I'm Tired Of Playing This Game Just Like You."
- Ruined By The Mafia 095: "Checkmate."
- Ruined By The Mafia 094: "Perhaps It's Fate's Way Of Telling Us We Aren't Meant To Be, And You Should Accept It."
