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She lied down, face first. Living and reliving last night till she fell asleep again.She was woken up next time by a maid, urging her to have her lunch. As much as she wanted to do lying down some more, she dragged herself out, putting herself under the shower until drowsiness left. As she munched on her now cold polenta, reading an intriguing paper, she heard a discreet knock. Even before she could presume who it was, a young woman peeked from the slit of door, scanning around till her gaze fell on the gape mouthed woman."You must be donna" she mused in her cheerful tone.Tara didn't know what to say, her mouth being full of food didnt help either. So she nodded instead, still confused what was happening.The tall woman's smile widened. Welcoming herself and her little squad of women in, she walked straight to Tara, introducing her very unwelcome intrusion."Hello I am Venetia" she forwarded her hand in excitement, her italian accent lingering in air.Tara's brows met in an confuse
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"I don't think this is me"Tara looked in the mirror, not trusting her own reflection.After hours of being surrounded by genius women with brushes for wands, Tara was baffled by the magic they could do. She felt no less than a canvas as their bristles artistically stroked her face.Her mouth had already parted at her own reflection."I told you you'd look beautiful donna" Venetia cheered, watching her team's beautiful work of art.Even though Tara had concluded that Venetia was not an evil woman, just a little clumsier than her liking, she still felt slightly irritated by Venetia's constant reminder of her being donna."My name is Tara", she muttered under her breathe, knowing very well no one would take her seriously."Oh we all know that, we just can't address you by it" Venetia replied, realising how unaware their donna truly was about Frantinos. It was as if she had never been in mafias before. Her simple etiquettes showed how she did not thought of herself of superior importance
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"Not a whore...like you"The red haired had had the audacity to question why don's whore was of so importance. Tara hadn't been able to gulp the insult in silence when she could retort with the freshly formed curse on the tip of her tongue, and so she had let it out. Tara's words settled in thick air like dead fish in river, lingering for seconds as the silence gravely spread. Nicolas thanked the heavens that he hadn't been having a drink, because if he had, his mouth would have spit it like a fountain as a gush of laughter left his mouth, surprising all three of them. Donavan gave a brief look Tara's way, finding no speck of regret whatsoever as her innocent smile never faded, as if she had just delivered the sweetest compliment and not a snarky insult right back. He had never witnessed this side of her. It made him wonder how much he didn't know about her.It took Nicolas minutes to calm his laughter, his shoulders bouncing as he tried to control the shudder from chuckling so hea
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He took a step closer, coming eye to eye, not aware of the storm that built behind her eyes, "Just like your mother" It echoed in her mind, again and again, like relentless knocking that she remained bound helpless to cease. Her greatest fear had confronted her today, something that she been most scared of being called- just like your mother. It was a heinous slap in her face. Tara's memory inundated with flashes of that grave sunny morning. She blinked stricken by the vivid memory of her mother lifelessly limping to the ground, shot in her heart. Her father had been too incensed to even glance at woman he had shot dead, storming out the room next second, leaving little Tara to mourn alone. Tara's mother had looked for love in a man who wasn't her husband, and that's all she had ever done to get murdered in front of her young daughter. As much as his uncle was guilty of the affair, he had simply apologised, continuing with his life like before, just with a little more alcoh
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The muffled music from the golden French era buzzed in Frantino mansion, the romantic melody sharply contrasting the stretched atmosphere an hour ago. Since the guests did not belong too far from mafia, they were fairly accustomed to such happenings. It had taken hardly fifteen minutes for the guests to move on from their don punching the blood out of his father in law. Even though the hushed whispers spread like fire, no one pellucidly knew what the man had said to deserve Don's beating. Whatever it was, they had overlooked the incident for now, postponing the gossip sessions to the next meetings. Now that the room bustled with music, many seized their partners, making a room in the center of the hall to softly sway. The chandelier above completed the beautiful frame for couples.Tara watched the love birds from her table, chewing on her crunchy salted Papad, pretending to enjoy when she could all but think about Donavan, the flash of possessiveness in his forest green eyes. The a
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"Don't love me"She was too overwhelmed to keep watching his emotional countenance. It became difficult every minute to hate him when he retracted every speck of sentiment from his empty heart. As much as she had seen it coming, she had never imagined Donavan to be this forthrightly confessing his love. He didn't look like a man who would knit his words into a rose before putting it in her hair. The hopeless romantic he had turn out to be foiled with the man she had imagined, the one would rather keep reflecting it in his futile gestures than ever saying it. He had caught her in the most vulnerable moment, she couldn't deny the flood of emotions, the truthfulness in his eyes. She was nonplussed when his eyes watched her with adoration, not lust, not irritation, not malic. And out of everything he had foisted upon, she could not bare being adored. As she tried to distance herself he couldn't help pull her closer, unaware of her surging battle within."Why" He couldn't cloak the hurt
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Tara did not know how she had managed to stretch her cheeks into an acceptable smile. Her face hurt as she politely bid goodbyes to their unusually joyful guests. Regardless of how the night had turned out for Tara and Donavan, French had had the blast, the night had just become brighter and brighter with music and drinks. It wasn't until midnight that everyone had realised it was time to call it a night. Tara had retracted herself from the crowd far earlier, sitting in the corner watching the blur world from wine glass as it moved in a rhythm, taunting her tumult within. Withdrawn from a reality she went into trance, revisiting her seemingly careless actions that still and all had felt necessary at the time. Even when she knew he wouldn't harm her, the world she was born and brought up in, her actions had aligned with punishments far cruel, worse than death ever could be.In the realest moment she felt grateful for having Donavan, and more importantly so, his endless love, it had
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She stumbled when he pulled her impossibly closer, pressing her body on his, knocking her breathe away."Why didn't you tell me about Dominic?" She felt his enraged breath as he greeted through his teeth, adding to the daunt air of night.His hold softened when he realised he applied a little too pressure on her delicate neck. And yet his expressions remained unforgiving, hanging on her body like a sword, ready to splash through the same delicate flesh.She remained quiet, not knowing what to say. As uncomfortable and embarrassing it became to maintain his gaze, she kept it, not cowering back. "ANSWER ME"his scream reverberated in the suite, aggravating her to terribly flinch in place. Despite it's humongous size she felt the walls speedily closing up, dampening her breathe as it stuck in her throat. She watched through tears as his voice still echoed in senses, too intense to remain silent upon. "What would you have done?" she murmured in her faint voice, barely audible through
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