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Sacrifices Ten-Elena
ElenaThe once comforting, loving eyes I used to admire as a little girl are gone, replaced by cold, deadly piercing green ones. The father I haven't seen in years who prioritizes his work trip over his children. The sadness that threatened to overpower is quickly replaced with sheer anger. I start to tremble with pure rage, rage that not even Roman Russo could bring out of me. Because here stands before me is the two men who completely broke my heart.RomanIt is not often-or ever that I am proven wrong but I was highly mistaken when I thought getting Marco De Santo here to show up for his children would be easy. He gave me a million-and-one reasons why he couldnt make it which is pretty fucking pitiful if you ask me, having an offspring just to abandon them is beyond me. Elena’s sage green eyes stare back at her father so much hatred and rage in them it excites me. For once I’m not the cause for it which feels pretty damn good, a feeling I won't look into. Casper is spewing some bu
Last Updated : 2024-11-02Sacrifices Eleven-Elena
ElenaLife can change in the blink of an eye, one second you can be having the time of your life and the next your life can feel like it's over. Being a family in the Mafia, this is embedded in me already. I thought I was ready for anything that came at me tonight but nothing could prepare me for what just happened.I pace the length of my bedroom once again, this cannot be happening. The one man in the world I wanted and couldn't have comes back into the picture with the ultimatum of a lifetime. If I don't agree Casper is doomed but if I do so am i. I fall back onto my bed, place a hand on my racing heart, just breathe Elena, I was sent up here to start packing because apparently I'm supposed to move in with that monster. My next breath catches and before I can stop it a sob slips out. My life has been a series of unfortunate events: Romans rejections, mothers passing, my father's disappearance, I am a walking bomb about to tick off any minute. I hate Roman Russo. He is intent on rui
Last Updated : 2024-11-25Sacrifices Twelve- Elena
ElenaI lean my head against the cool window and squeeze my eyes shut. I've convinced myself if I don't open them this hasn't really happened. This was all just a bad dream, one I will laugh at how silly it was soon enough. But when a bump sends me flying forward reality snaps back into place.I brace my hands on the dashboard as the car evens out again and glare at the crystal eyed demon beside me. “Tryna kill me already” I say and settle back into my seat not forgetting to secure my seat belt this time.He expertly makes a turn spinning the wheel with his palm braced on the top, just the sight makes my stomach clench with a feeling I would not like to explore. Snap out of it Elena. He glances at me then looks back toward the road, “By crashing ?” he asks and then lets out a short laugh satan would use, “Of course not that would put me at risk and far too messy this light leather would never get clean, I would simply do it somewhere remote off the grid where none can hear you scream.
Last Updated : 2024-11-27Sacrifices Thirteen-Elena
Elena The house is beautiful. It is without a doubt the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. It looks as if a farm style house and Mediterranean style house had a baby. It is devastatingly beautiful and I am so envious of it. I shouldn’t like it, I shouldn't like anything associated with this walking demon of a man. The car door opens drawing me from my thoughts. I turn to see Roman standing there. There's his hand on the car handle, a boreed expression on his face.I exit the car without thanking him and walk towards the front door while he circles the car to get to the trunk. I refuse to stare at his firm ass. Admiring the door and its golden hinges with beautiful expensive exterior the door opens scaring me shitless. A man wearing a simple classy clothed with primarily grey hair and thick spectacles on his nose. Who the hell is this ?”Hello Mrs. De Santo welcome to the Russo estate, My name is Linch Alfred” he waves me inside the house and I sneak a peek back to see Roman tryin
Last Updated : 2024-11-28Sacrifices Fourteen-Elena
ElenaI groan when a cool breeze disturbs my warmth. I nestle further into the warm blanket until the breeze comes once again. I sit upright pissed and glance towards the right where I felt the breeze coming. The window is open, weird. I don't remember opening it last night. I reluctantly get out of bed and make my way towards the window, shutting it close. Damn freezing, I'm up now. No matter how much I hate Roman I cant lie that fucker has comfy linen.The past day hasn't fully settled in and maybe that's for the best, I can't afford to self-destruct right now. I have too much on the line with Casper and now Father, when did my life go to shit. Oh I know when my mother decided to go ahead and die.Mentally cursing myself and realizing I need a distraction I decide to get ready for the day. And the lords know I need all the preparation I can get for the day.45 minutes later Im showered and feeling absolutely famished. After Roman's pissy mood last night I didn't bother leaving the
Last Updated : 2024-12-01Sacrifices Fifteen-Elena
ElenaMaybe it was the collision and my brain was still a bit fuzzy because when I looked back up at Roman again he looked like a fallen angel.Granted I probably have never gotten up this close to him, definitely not close enough to smell the aftershave and cologne he wears. Maybe it was always there but I was too entranced in his eyes to notice.Crystal blue and glaring at me as if I kicked his pet puppy, quickly becoming aware of our intense staring battle I look away.He breaks the silence, his voice gruff and annoyed, nothing new.“Are you always in such a rush, Sunshine ?”I look back at him again, this fucker had some audacity.“Only when I'm trying to get away from you” I say with a sweet smile I know will only anger him more.“And look where you ended up,” he smirked, and stalked past me towards the door.I don't know why but I wasn't necessarily thrilled with the idea of him leaving again. Damn I must have hit my head pretty hard.“Aw, did I scare you off ?” I mock him fold
Last Updated : 2024-12-02Sacrifices One- Elena
“27” Sydney groans from behind me where she’s resting her arms on her legs and her head dropped between them. “27 times you opened that damn website since I was here," she says, slamming the computer I had opened with dozens of Roman Russo articles. I cringe rolling onto my back where I'm perched atop the bed. “What can I say to keep your friends close and your enemies closer”. She rolls her eyes at me before getting up and throwing my closet open, “I could work with this” she mumbles. I narrow my eyes at her “And what do you think you're doing ?”I ask genuinely confused.“Finding you an outfit,” she says, sparing a glance over her shoulder. “Why?” I ask, sounding as appalled as I feel. “Because. '' She responds as if that answers my question while continuing to rummage through my closet occasionally throwing a sweater or two over her shoulder. “Because what exactly” I ask. “Look,” she says, finally turning around clutching a red dress. “You've been locking yourself up in this room
Last Updated : 2024-09-13Sacrifices Two-Elena
“So loud,” I say to none in particular because they couldn't hear anyway and continue to be guided further into the club by a Sydney who seems way too comfortable with these surroundings. When she finally finds a spot she is satisfied with she pulls me into her and wraps an arm around my waist swaying us to the music. I keep a steady pace with her studying her pretty long wavy brown hair she has pulled into a messy bun atop her head, and the silver dress she is wearing with a sequence with a red lip to tie it all together my friend is beautiful and achingly so. We continue bobbing and swaying to the music when I feel a prickling sensation run down my spine and makes my blood run cold. I discreetly take a look over Sydney's shoulder and when my eyes clash with his very eerily bright blue ones, my steps falter and I almost collapse to the ground.Roman Russo is here.RomanElena De Santo in my fucking club I thought I told her brother to keep her the hell away from me after the shit she
Last Updated : 2024-09-13
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Sacrifices Fifteen-Elena
ElenaMaybe it was the collision and my brain was still a bit fuzzy because when I looked back up at Roman again he looked like a fallen angel.Granted I probably have never gotten up this close to him, definitely not close enough to smell the aftershave and cologne he wears. Maybe it was always there but I was too entranced in his eyes to notice.Crystal blue and glaring at me as if I kicked his pet puppy, quickly becoming aware of our intense staring battle I look away.He breaks the silence, his voice gruff and annoyed, nothing new.“Are you always in such a rush, Sunshine ?”I look back at him again, this fucker had some audacity.“Only when I'm trying to get away from you” I say with a sweet smile I know will only anger him more.“And look where you ended up,” he smirked, and stalked past me towards the door.I don't know why but I wasn't necessarily thrilled with the idea of him leaving again. Damn I must have hit my head pretty hard.“Aw, did I scare you off ?” I mock him fold
Sacrifices Fourteen-Elena
ElenaI groan when a cool breeze disturbs my warmth. I nestle further into the warm blanket until the breeze comes once again. I sit upright pissed and glance towards the right where I felt the breeze coming. The window is open, weird. I don't remember opening it last night. I reluctantly get out of bed and make my way towards the window, shutting it close. Damn freezing, I'm up now. No matter how much I hate Roman I cant lie that fucker has comfy linen.The past day hasn't fully settled in and maybe that's for the best, I can't afford to self-destruct right now. I have too much on the line with Casper and now Father, when did my life go to shit. Oh I know when my mother decided to go ahead and die.Mentally cursing myself and realizing I need a distraction I decide to get ready for the day. And the lords know I need all the preparation I can get for the day.45 minutes later Im showered and feeling absolutely famished. After Roman's pissy mood last night I didn't bother leaving the
Sacrifices Thirteen-Elena
Elena The house is beautiful. It is without a doubt the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. It looks as if a farm style house and Mediterranean style house had a baby. It is devastatingly beautiful and I am so envious of it. I shouldn’t like it, I shouldn't like anything associated with this walking demon of a man. The car door opens drawing me from my thoughts. I turn to see Roman standing there. There's his hand on the car handle, a boreed expression on his face.I exit the car without thanking him and walk towards the front door while he circles the car to get to the trunk. I refuse to stare at his firm ass. Admiring the door and its golden hinges with beautiful expensive exterior the door opens scaring me shitless. A man wearing a simple classy clothed with primarily grey hair and thick spectacles on his nose. Who the hell is this ?”Hello Mrs. De Santo welcome to the Russo estate, My name is Linch Alfred” he waves me inside the house and I sneak a peek back to see Roman tryin
Sacrifices Twelve- Elena
ElenaI lean my head against the cool window and squeeze my eyes shut. I've convinced myself if I don't open them this hasn't really happened. This was all just a bad dream, one I will laugh at how silly it was soon enough. But when a bump sends me flying forward reality snaps back into place.I brace my hands on the dashboard as the car evens out again and glare at the crystal eyed demon beside me. “Tryna kill me already” I say and settle back into my seat not forgetting to secure my seat belt this time.He expertly makes a turn spinning the wheel with his palm braced on the top, just the sight makes my stomach clench with a feeling I would not like to explore. Snap out of it Elena. He glances at me then looks back toward the road, “By crashing ?” he asks and then lets out a short laugh satan would use, “Of course not that would put me at risk and far too messy this light leather would never get clean, I would simply do it somewhere remote off the grid where none can hear you scream.
Sacrifices Eleven-Elena
ElenaLife can change in the blink of an eye, one second you can be having the time of your life and the next your life can feel like it's over. Being a family in the Mafia, this is embedded in me already. I thought I was ready for anything that came at me tonight but nothing could prepare me for what just happened.I pace the length of my bedroom once again, this cannot be happening. The one man in the world I wanted and couldn't have comes back into the picture with the ultimatum of a lifetime. If I don't agree Casper is doomed but if I do so am i. I fall back onto my bed, place a hand on my racing heart, just breathe Elena, I was sent up here to start packing because apparently I'm supposed to move in with that monster. My next breath catches and before I can stop it a sob slips out. My life has been a series of unfortunate events: Romans rejections, mothers passing, my father's disappearance, I am a walking bomb about to tick off any minute. I hate Roman Russo. He is intent on rui
Sacrifices Ten-Elena
ElenaThe once comforting, loving eyes I used to admire as a little girl are gone, replaced by cold, deadly piercing green ones. The father I haven't seen in years who prioritizes his work trip over his children. The sadness that threatened to overpower is quickly replaced with sheer anger. I start to tremble with pure rage, rage that not even Roman Russo could bring out of me. Because here stands before me is the two men who completely broke my heart.RomanIt is not often-or ever that I am proven wrong but I was highly mistaken when I thought getting Marco De Santo here to show up for his children would be easy. He gave me a million-and-one reasons why he couldnt make it which is pretty fucking pitiful if you ask me, having an offspring just to abandon them is beyond me. Elena’s sage green eyes stare back at her father so much hatred and rage in them it excites me. For once I’m not the cause for it which feels pretty damn good, a feeling I won't look into. Casper is spewing some bu
Sacrifices Nine- Elena
Elena I inhale deeply my reflection staring back at me. Those mossy green eyes speckled with dark spots, my thick eyebrows and the defiant curl that always manages to slip out. I'm wearing a red deep maroon lipstick today to go with my black slip on dress which has a v-neck rimmed in lace . I picked a pair of diamond encrusted earrings to pair with the outfit. Half of my hair is pinned back and the other is let down to show them off. I think I'm ready but then again how ready can you be to get sold off to a man you don't even know. The greater good i think to myself this is all for the greater good, Casper will be safe, for now at least until he digs himself into some knee dip shit in a few months. This- this is worth it, I can be the housewife Alessandro needs me to be. What might that even consist of cooking, cleaning? I can do that–I will do it. And when the time comes on our wedding night I will pretend he is someone else, someone with crystal blue eyes and sandy br– focus Elena
Sacrifices Eight- Roman
RomanHer sage green eyes stare back into mine, she looks as dumbfounded as ever, the expression on her face is almost enough to calm the raging storm fighting inside me urging me to decapitate her brother. He been whining like a little bitch the whole afternoon we attended two meetings this morning, one i would usually attend by myself but deciding to make an attempt at being a good human being and bring Casper along so he could get a better outlook on the current ongoing pressings matter in the mafia and maybe find a solution to his own problems. Big. Fucking. Mistake. During the meeting he found out Agosti found a new buyer and was fucking furious. I can see where he could be furious but whining about it wont change anything, he should be figuring out his next move because right now he's looking really vulnerable. “I'm gonna kill someone !” he yells the sounds echoing in the primarily open foyer which i haven't seen in a while. It's been 6 years since I visited this house, not mu
Sacrifices Seven-Roman
My father blows out a puff of smoke as he continues to chuckle with Nicolis Ricci, one of his–our men. “He played that boy like a violin,” my father says, coughing out a hard laugh, and hitting his chest. Nicolis laughs too, hard and says, “You would think he'd seen it coming, Malcolm never liked that family” he chuckles leaning back in the chair–my chair.They're sitting across from me in my home office, my father came over under the pretense of wanting to talk but just instead shoved a bunch of folders of suitable women for me. He says, “I'm getting older and my good looks are running out” and that I need to find a wife, and random hookups aren't going to cut it anymore as if he stopped having random hookups when he married my mother. I ignored him as usual because none, including my father, tells me when to get stuff done. When he finally gave up he invited Nicolis and has been sitting here laughing at Caspers's situation. Being in the mafia word gets around quickly, being Casper's
