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SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD Background character
ACCALIA'S POVWearing only his blue shirt, I timidly stepped out of the room, feeling exposed and vulnerable. Despite trying to appear casual, my nerves betrayed me the moment our eyes met. "Oh...hey there," I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper. The sudden tension in my shoulders was involuntary, a physical reaction to the flood of emotions I couldn't control. My lips pressed together, struggling to keep my composure.Taking a deep, shaky breath, I mustered a weak smile, an attempt to mask the turmoil churning inside me. "Hi..." I managed to say, my voice laced with hesitation.The atmosphere was suffocating, filled with an awkwardness that seemed to amplify my insecurities. "Good Morning, Mr. Don," I said, forcing a note of pleasantness into my voice while nodding with a respect that felt more like a defense mechanism.His nod in response felt distant, formal. "How are you this morning?" I asked, clinging to politeness as a lifeline."Fine, thank you," his curt reply did litt
SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD A little joke
ACCALIA'S POVI forced a smile, trying to sound casual. "Sorry, I said...um, do you want some toast?" My cheeks burned with embarrassment at how awkward I sounded.He seemed distracted but agreed. "Oh... yeah sure."I handed him two slices of bread, my hands trembling slightly. I placed them on the tray beside his plate, along with an apple and a bottle of water. "Here," I said, my voice barely audible as I handed him a napkin."Thanks," he murmured, and I watched him tuck the napkin beneath his chin. I felt a pang of relief that he was eating, but it was short-lived.Gathering my courage, I tried to speak again. "Um... Don..." My voice trailed off as I shifted in my seat, my anxiety making me feel like I was on the verge of tears."What?" Don snapped, his irritation clear. "Can't a guy just enjoy his breakfast? Can't you guys just leave me alone already?" His glare towards Enzo, who just sat down, made me flinch.Enzo shrugged apologetically, but my focus was on Don. I was scared to
SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD Taming his wife
ACCALIA'S POVClarisse has always been unfriendly towards me. I have never really understood why Father chose to marry her in the first place. When we were living together, she felt no qualms about treating me like an annoying brat. I clenched my fists, gritting my teeth in annoyance. "Well, goodbye," I muttered before slamming my phone shut.I stood motionless for a while, staring at my reflection in the mirror. My lips trembled slightly as tears formed in my eyes. I sniffled and quickly wiped my eyes dry, refusing to allow myself to cry. There was nothing I could do now anyway. I knew that I couldn't force myself to accept everything that had happened. I knew it was wrong even though it wasn't my fault. But still I couldn't seem to shake off the pain. I couldn't help but feel as if someone had stabbed me repeatedly in the heart. It was a painful feeling, and I was afraid that I was unable to escape it. It would take me a long time to heal from the pain that had ripped my life apa
SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD I do?
DON'S POV"She's here." I caught sight of her just as she entered, her presence sending a familiar jolt through me. I couldn't stop myself from announcing my presence because I was hoping to see that flash of surprise on her face that I so much enjoyed seeing."You're here." My voice might have startled her, but she masked it well."Yes." Her reply was simple, but it carried a weight that filled the space between us."Let's be done and over with this wedding stuff," I declared, trying to sound indifferent as I moved towards the line. Marriage was a formality, a necessity, but the way she dealt with it, always so direct, intrigued me."What does that even mean?" I heard her mutter, her confusion amusing me as I led the way, a smirk playing on my lips at the thought of her trying to decipher my words.As we approached the front, bypassing the crowd with an ease born of recognition, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. The city hall staff knew better than to make us wait. They ushe
SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD Anonymous bride
DON'S POV"Quite the romantic setting you've chosen, Donnie. I always dreamed of fluorescent lighting for my wedding," she quipped with her voice dripping with sarcasm as she glanced around the room."And here I was thinking you preferred the glow of streetlights," I retorted, unable to resist the opportunity for a comeback. Our banter was an introduction to the vows we were about to exchange, it was like a dance of words that was as much a part of our fake union as the rings we hadn't yet thought of buying, more less, exchange.The magistrate cleared his throat, a signal for us to focus. "We are gathered here today to witness the union of Don and Accalia in marriage, which is an honorable estate..."As he droned on about the legalities of marriage, I found my attention wandering back to Accalia. Her presence was a vivid splash of color against the drab backdrop of the office. She was a challenge, a mystery, a contradiction that I found myself wanting to solve."Do you, Don, take Acca
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.
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