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SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD Wet and warm
FLORELLA'S POVI lazily scrolled through social media, my pictures were everywhere and my fans adored me. A small smile grazed my mouth as I read the comments my fans were pouring on my page. "I'm just unbeatable," I thought to myself as I flicked through the glowing praises like a queen who was surveying her subjects. Each comment about my flawless skin, my sculpted figure and the way I carried myself with so much grace and poise only increased my belief. I was perfection and there was no denying it.Every comment was like it was testifying to my undeniable beauty, my perfect figure and the very way I carried myself. "Stunning," "Goddess," "Perfection," they wrote, and who was I to disagree? After all, it wasn't arrogance if it was simply the truth. I had worked hard for this body, making sure I maintained a strict diet and an even stricter workout routine. It was only fair that I enjoyed the fruits of my labor and enjoyed what I did, I was basking in the glow of admiration and envy
SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD Garcia Deal
FLORELLA'S POV"You bastard!" I screamed, unable to contain the whirlwind of emotions tearing through me. "I said dare you marry another woman!" The words came out sharp, a reflection of the betrayal slicing through me.Don leaned back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips. "Is that what this is about?" he asked, feigning ignorance. "I wasn't aware we were exclusive. Or was I supposed to consult you on my personal decisions?" His tone was mocking, each word a needle pricking at the bubble of my self-esteem.I stood there, fists clenched, breathing heavily, the height of his indifference and the audacity of his words fueling my rage. "You led me on." I accused, my voice shaking with a mix of anger and something dangerously close to hurt."Oh, Florella," he sighed, standing up to tower over me, his presence commanding. "Always so dramatic. We had fun, didn't we? But let's not pretend it was anything more than it was. You of all people should understand the importance of moving on to
SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD Warning shot?
DON'S POV"Ah Florella," I said with my voice laced with indifference, "it's simple really. Move on. Find someone else." A smirk played on my lips and amusement sparking in my eyes. "Who knows, it might just show you what you're missing out on, what we could have been.""I thought you loved me, Don? Was it just sex to you?"Hearing her question, I almost laughed. Love? Was she serious? I've always been clear about what this was. Or at least, I thought I had been.To me, she was just another hoe desperate model, a distraction from the boredom of my everyday life. Sure, she was more persistent than others, more willing to put up with my lack of interest and affection. It was amusing, in a way, how she had strongly clung to the idea of us, how she believed she could change me.Her words were filled with so much hope and desperation, it didn't touch me. They never could. I had always been clear from the start, to me emotions were a hassle and love was a complication I had no interest in.
SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD My Turf
DON'S POV“Luca.” I called out and Luca emerged from the shadows that he had been staying in.“Yes boss?” He answered.“Give my secretary a bonus and inform her that not a single word of this should be licked out.” I ordered him, “This is strictly confidential. Understood?”Luca gave a quick nod, then walked out of my office.I returned to where I had been sitting, and continued to study the documents strewn across my desk. Everything seemed to be in order. All of the important things I required for my next project were in place, and with luck I would be able to wrap it all up very quickly. I picked up one of the files and examined the information within. As the minutes passed, a wave of uneasiness hit me. It seemed to take forever, but in reality it must have only taken thirty seconds or so. I sighed with frustration and rubbed my tired eyes. I had already checked over my most recent notes and files five times, checking the date, comparing them to the previous ones. It seemed pointl
SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD Seychelles
DON'S POVIt made no sense. Whoever had been shooting at me would have had to be part of the organization that was after me. Maybe even working under them . But who? And why? What did they want? Was it money? Revenge? Revenge was always an interesting thing.Sometimes they tried to kill me for no reason. Otherwise, it would be too stupid to pull such a stunt, especially with the amount of guards watching over me. I sighed deeply. It would be impossible to track down those bastards.Or something else altogether? None of those questions made any sense. I couldn't understand it.A soft knock interrupted my thoughts, "Hey boss." I opened my eyes and stared blankly at Enzo, "Is your wound alright?""What?" I gasped."Your wound is leaking rather heavily. Shouldn't we go to the infirmary or something?""Where's Luca?" I asked in annoyance as the pain continued to increase."I'm right here boss." Luca said as he walked in with his medical kits. Luca had always been the one to treat my wound
SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD Catching feelings
DON'S POV"We haven't been able to identify the assailant," Luca added, "All our security cameras failed to pick it up, and the ones we managed to capture weren't very clear. All they have is some dark clothing and the person was masked."I stared at the two men in front of me, confused."There hasn' been another attempt since then." Enzo concluded."Why would they come after us?" I asked. I was starting to realize that it must be someone from another mafia. There was no way a member of our family had done something like this. Besides, there would be more people on the case. This seemed random. The assassin was unskilled and not coordinated, well, that was except it was all a facade and it had been a warning shot to me. But for what? To warn me? Warn me that they had a new sniper? What the fuck could they possibly gain by doing such a thing? I couldn't believe they actually thought it was a good idea to try and scare me. I was no stranger to guns and death. Hell, I lived through bot
SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD Something big
DON'S POVI stood up as well with my resolve for revenge hardening. "Remember boys, this is not a retreat. It's a tactical drive. We're going to come back stronger and ready to face whatever comes our way.""And gear up," I added. "Increase security around our operations. Double-check our shipments, especially the guns and drugs. I don't want any surprises. And keep an eye out for any unfamiliar faces. If someone is bold enough to come after me, they might try to hit us where it really hurts.""We're on it, boss," Luca assured me. "We'll tighten security and monitor all movements closely. No one will get through." They made to leave but before they could leave, a thought crossed my mind, one that had been lingering in the back of it even during all the chaos. "Enzo, Accalia... She is at home, right? Who's watching her?"Enzo turned with a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth, "Yeah, boss, she's home. Guarded like the crown jewels. She's with the other guards and Butler Roy is ho
SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD Alone time
DON'S POVI wasn't going to allow the threat of someone coming after me to dictate my life, especially since the threats came out of nowhere and started after me without warning. This time, however, the threats weren't from a gang but from people who hated me. They knew my identity, which meant that they knew about the Mafia. That meant they had been following me. Someone had gotten suspicious of my presence somewhere and tried to shoot at me. Whoever it was, it could have been one of my rivals for control of the organization; Maybe the same group who had tried to kill me several times already? Whoever these people were, they knew something. Something big. Which meant that this entire thing was bigger than my enemies had led on to believe. And they'd come after me sooner rather than later. But, what exactly was going on? There must have been more to it than they've told me.As my thoughts went through my head, I began to realize something else: It didn't matter how many precautions
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