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SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD Freedom?
DON'S POV"What?" she screamed.I kept my tone flat, deliberately void of emotion. "Someone is threatening to kill us." It was crucial to me to appear unfazed, even if inside, my mind was racing and I was trying to piece together a plan while suppressing the surge of worry threatening to break my composed exterior.To her, I probably seemed disinterested, maybe even bored with the situation. But that was so far from the truth. Inside, I was analyzing every possible angle, considering every threat. The news wasn't entirely unexpected, yet admitting it out loud made it all the more real and admittedly, daunting.As the weight of my words settled in, I felt the familiar clench of anger and frustration. It was as if a storm brewed within me, yet I allowed none of it to surface. "They're either trying to lure us into a trap, or they've made their intentions known already. Either way, we'll never reach our destination," I admitted, more to myself than to her, feeling a heavy sense of defeat
SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD A village
DON'S POV"Here, let me help you," I offered, my voice calm but my hands betraying my anxiety as I fixed her parachute. I joked about her putting it on backward, trying to lighten the mood, but the truth was, I was scared. Terrified, actually. She glared at me, not sure whether to laugh or cry. "Now's not the time for jokes, Don!""Oh, I beg to differ," I replied, securing the last strap. "If we can't laugh in the face of danger, then when can we? Besides, I've always fancied the idea of arriving in style. Parachuting into a crisis sounds just about right."As I helped her into her parachute, I couldn't help but notice the total difference between the two of us. While Accalia here was struggling not to pass out from sheer terror.The me? I was collected and was even making jokes at the edge of disaster."Remember," I continued, checking the straps on her harness with an efficiency that I was sure did nothing to calm her nerves, "it's just like jumping into a pool. Except the water is
SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD Blending in
DON'S POVThe shore was a distant promise as I fought against the heavy current, Accalia's weight was like a constant reminder of my failure to protect her. Every stroke I made was a battle and every breath I took was a victory, but the sea was relentless.Then, darkness took over me and exhaustion claimed my consciousness like a debt that was long overdue.I woke up coughing and spluttering, the gritty sand beneath me was both a discomfort and a relief. The vast sea raged a few feet away, indifferent to the drama it had hosted. Panic sliced through the fog in my brain. Accalia!Turning frantically, I found her lying motionless beside me. My heart stopped. No, no, no, this couldn’t be happening. Scrambling to her side, I checked for a pulse, for any sign of life. She was cold, so very cold. "Accalia!" The panic in my voice matched the fear gripping my heart. She was beautiful, even in unconsciousness, her chest barely moving."Accalia, come on. You have to wake up," I whispered, my v
SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD Making the best of it
DON'S POV"We're not here to cause trouble," I tried to explain, using slow, clear English and hoping for some understanding. To my relief, a young man from the group responded in English, albeit with a heavy accent."You are safe here," he assured us. "Our village is open to those who need shelter.""You're not from around here, are you?" he asked, his English tinged with an accent I couldn't place."No, we—" I started, but Accalia squeezed my hand, signaling me to be cautious."We had an accident," she said instead, her voice stronger now. "Our parachute... we ended up here."The man nodded, understanding dawning in his eyes. "I see. You're lucky to be alive. The sea can be unforgiving. My name is Kito. Welcome to Octa Cove. We don’t get many visitors here.""Octa Cove," I repeated, the name rolling off my tongue. It sounded peaceful, a stark contrast to the ordeal we'd just survived."Yes. Come, let's get you both some dry clothes and something warm to drink. You can tell us more a
SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD Annoyed
ACCALIA'S POV"We're not here to cause trouble," I watched as Don tried to explain, he was using slow, clear English and hoping for some understanding. To both our relief, a young man from the group responded in English, who was albeit with a heavy accent."You are safe here," he assured us. "Our village is open to those who need shelter.""You're not from around here, are you?" he asked, his English tinged with an accent we couldn't understand."No, we—" I heard Don start, but I gave his hand a small squeeze, like I was signaling him to be cautious."We had an accident," I quickly responded. Instead, my voice was stronger now. "Our parachute... we ended up here."The man nodded, there was understanding dawning in his eyes. "I see. You're lucky to be alive. The sea can be unforgiving. My name is Kito. Welcome to Octa Cove. We don’t get many visitors here.""Octa Cove," I heard Don repeat, the name was rolling off his tongue. It sounded somehow peaceful, like a stark contrast to the or
SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD Apologize to her
DON'S POV"Hey," she said softly, sitting beside me on the bench. "You look miles away. What's going on?"I shook my head, the scenarios I had concocted to explain our current predicament swirling in my mind. "I can't get any reception. I was trying to call Luca, to... I don't know, hear a familiar voice, maybe get some advice. And then it hit me, Accalia. Who would want us dead? This wasn't an accident. Someone planted that bomb. But why?"Accalia took my hand, her grip firm and reassuring. "We'll figure this out. Together, okay? We're alive, and that's what matters right now. We've been through a lot, but we're not going to let this break us. Whoever did this, they wanted to scare us, isolate us, make us feel powerless. But look at us," she gestured around, "we're here, we're safe, and we're not alone. We have each other."Her words stood with a strength I desperately needed, washed over me, grounding me back to the moment, to the reality that despite the trouble, I would figure eve
SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD Facade
MAX'S POVMy head throbbed as the sun beat down on my body and it was hard to keep my eyes open. The bright sunlight reflected off of the pavement that covered a wide area outside my room window. It was still early in the morning, and I should really be out running by now. But no matter how much my brain yelled at me for being awake before I had enough braincells to even consider moving, I just couldn't find the motivation to get up from bed. My muscles felt like they were made of lead weights, and every time I moved I could feel my bones groan in protest. So, with a groan of agreement I laid there unmoving in my bed and stared up at the ceiling. I would have gone downstairs if only to escape the suffocating heat radiating off of my blankets, but the fact that my mother's cooking would surely smell horrible in the kitchen kept me in bed instead. My thoughts were interrupted when the door burst open. Immediately I jumped as if I'd been shocked. When my eyes landed on who had enter
SOLD TO THE MAFIA LORD Drop the act mom!
MAX'S POV"Now get up and get ready," she ordered. As she left, my mind reeled from the shock of her sudden outburst. Even after the door slammed shut behind her, there was a long silence before I eventually managed to get out of bed. In truth, I wasn't sure what to say to comfort my mother. I didn't know what she meant by that threat, and I knew that if I tried to explain everything, she would just tell me how I was wrong. That's not what I wanted, and I'd rather avoid arguing with her. So instead of doing anything other than trying to ignore how my heart ached, I grabbed my phone off of the nightstand, slipped on some sneakers, and headed out the door.The hallway was empty. I walked slowly down the stairs , keeping an eye out for any signs of life. As usual I could hear my parents chatting softly in the kitchen. They must have heard me coming, because my mom started speaking first.Her voice sounded sad, and when she did speak it sounded like she was choking. I paused in the doo
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