Alice's POV"Maybe," I smirked and walked out of the house. I stopped in front of our ride and couldn't help but admire the beauty in front of me.I eyed the car trying to see if I could get Liam to allow me to drive the car. I ran my hand over the top of the car enjoying the feel of the car. It was a Ferrari.One of my favorite cars. I remember stealing my father's Ferrari when I was just getting exposed to the mafia world.I came back with the car and the condition of the car was so bad that I didn't sleep in the house for days. I can't even explain what father did to me after. I chuckled as I remembered.I turned and saw Liam behind me watching me carefully. "Can I drive?" I asked, giving him an innocent face. "No, darling." He smirked and got into the car. I furrowed my eyebrows and huffed in anger.I was really mad that he decided to listen to Alek. Alek had to really spoil this for me. I entered the car and we left the house.Liam drove at a slow speed like he was deliberately
Alice's POVAs we made our way down the stairs hand in hand, I saw fear in the eyes of most people. It was no news that the both of us were married. The news spread like wildfire but we didn't invite anybody from the Mafia because we wanted it to be private. Some Ladies gave me hateful glares but smiled when our eyes came in contact. Even the married ones were also mad but that's their headache. They weren't even my problem. I just want to be done with the party and go back home. Liam led me to our table and he held out a chair for me to sit on. Not even a minute later a chubby man came to welcome us dressed in the most ridiculous dress ever, the colors were blinding and I almost swore at him."Liam, Alice, welcome. For a moment I thought you weren't going to come again." He said. "Trust me, I was considering it, and by the way Lucas, don't you think the colors you've decided to wear are causing our eyes so much stress?" I joked.Liam chuckled beside me. Lucas looked at me with
Alice's POV"Well, well, well," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Look who decided to show up. I guess anyone can come to these events nowadays."I narrowed my eyes, wondering what this woman wanted from me. "Can I help you with something?" I asked, trying to keep my tone civil.The woman laughed, tossing her long hair over her shoulder. "Oh, I just wanted to come over and say hello," she said, her tone sweet as honey. "I heard you were dating Liam now. How cute."I felt a surge of anger rise up inside me. Who did this woman think she was, coming over to talk down on me like this? She was in for a long thing now."I don't think we've met before," I said, my voice cold and detached. "What's your name?"The woman smiled, her eyes glinting with malice. "Oh, you don't need to know my name," she said. "I'm just here to warn you, honey. Liam's mine, and he always will be. So you might as well give up now and save yourself the embarrassment."I felt a surge of fury course through m
As Alek and I chilled together on my table, I saw two men head towards us. I saw that Alek was about to handle the situation but I signqlled to him to stop. I took a deep breath, ready to handle whatever these two men had to say. They approached me with smug expressions on their faces, clearly thinking they could talk down to me just because I was a woman.""Hey, babe," one of them said, smirking at me. "We heard you're the new boss in town. We just wanted to come say hi and offer our services." His friend chuckled and added, "Yeah, we could be useful to you. We know the streets better than anyone."I raised an eyebrow at them, unimpressed. "And why should I trust you?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.The first man shrugged. "Because we're good at what we do. And because we know better than to cross you." He smirked again, clearly thinking he was charming me.I had no patience for their disrespectful behavior. "First of all, don't call me babe," I said, my voice cool and co
Liam's POV Alice was right when she complained about Lucas' clothes. It was blinding. As I mingled with the guests at the ball, I noticed Lucas making his way towards me. He had a sly smile on his face. I don't know what this business is about but he seems to be very excited about it. So he went to get some champagne."Hey Liam, so how has business been? I hope Alice isn't stressing you too much?" Lucas greeted me as he arrived at my side with more champagne "Things are good, Lucas and don't let Alice hear that. What's on your mind?" I replied, curious about what he wanted to discuss.Lucas chuckled and leaned in closer, his eyes gleaming with excitement."I've got a new shipment business I want to carry out in the mafia, and I need your connection to make it happen."I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by his proposal. "What kind of shipment are we talking about?""Drugs, Liam," Lucas said bluntly. "It's a good business, but the profits are huge. And I think we could make a killing if
Liam's POVI turned only to see that it was a young lady who had slipped and fallen to the ground. Being the gentleman that I was, I stretched my hand and helped her up. "Oh, thank you so much." She said with so much fear in her voice. She seemed to be riled up. She didn't look like someone that should be in this kind of ball. She looked too innocent to be here. "Are you alright?" I asked her, trying to see if I could help her. "Uhmmm…" she stuttered checking behind her with fear. I looked in the direction she was looking and noticed a disgusting young man staring at her with a frown on his face.He was coming closer and the young girl wasted no time running to stand behind me."Please help me. I got lost in the crowd trying to find my brother when that guy grabbed me.I don't know him from anywhere, please just help me." She whispered behind me. She seemed to be really on the edge. I just whispered to her to calm down and waited for the guy to get closer to us. I took a careful
Liam's POV Alice stood up as I walked to her side. I missed her for just the little time I was away with Lucas. I couldn't help but pull her close to my body, placing a peck on her cheeks. We were both affected by each other's touch. I was well aware that people were staring at us, but I don't give a fuck about them. "So what are we looking at here?" I asked her. "It's just a game of cards. I trust you. So, I'll just leave you to it." I sat at the card table, surrounded by Lucas and some of the other Dons. Alice had left the room but had made me play a game of cards. I don't why she has so much Faith in me that I could win but I loved that. I could feel the eyes of the men on me, assessing my every move. I was on guard but didn't give anything away with my expression. They all feared me because I was untouchable. They also knew better than to cross me. Thinking about it, I now understand why Alice wanted me to play with them, the silly girl loves to rile everyone. This wil
Alice's POV Lucas brought out a big box filled with all kinds of knives, and I couldn't help but marvel at the assortment. The ball had taken a rather unusual turn, and the final game of the evening was knife-throwing. The catch? The couples had to participate. The men were to stand as the target while their wives threw the knives. The women had to make sure the knife didn't touch their husband, and the game would end once all the knives in the box were used up. It was a terrifying prospect, and I watched as the guests started shivering in fear. I wasn't scared, though. I found the whole situation amusing, and I was sure Liam did too. We were Dons, after all. We were supposed to be fearless. As the game began, I watched with bated breath as the first couple took their turn. They threw the knives with such force, I was convinced they were going to kill each other. But somehow, they managed to avoid any injuries, and the game continued. Then it was the Kayles' turn. Everyone knew th
Alice's POVI sat outside on the patio, enjoying the cool breeze that rustled through the trees. The sun painted the sky in hues of orange and pink as it began its descent, casting a warm glow over our home. I sighed contentedly, cherishing this moment of tranquility amid the chaos of our Mafia life.But then, a sudden sensation washed over me, and I felt a gush of warmth. Confusion gripped me momentarily until the realization dawned upon me. My water had broken. I was going into labor."Melissa! Melissa!" I called out to one of my guards, trying to keep my voice steady despite the urgency I felt. "Please, get Liam! Tell him it's time!"Melissa, ever alert and quick to respond, dashed off to fetch my husband. Panic and excitement mingled within me as I tried to collect myself. My heart pounded in my chest, and my thoughts were a whirlwind of emotions.Within moments, I heard hurried footsteps approaching, and Liam appeared, his face etched with concern. He gathered me in his arms, his
I sat in the boardroom, my back pressed against the plush chair, as boredom settled in like an unwelcome guest. The air was heavy with formality and the monotonous drone of business jargon. How I longed for something to break the monotony, a spark of excitement to ignite the dreary atmosphere.As I observed the suited executives, their faces etched with seriousness, I couldn't help but smirk to myself. They saw me as nothing more than Liam's wife, innocent and uninterested in the matters at hand. Little did they know, I had other plans for this mundane gathering.The rumors had reached my ears, whispers of Santino's involvement in shady dealings. A man so smug and self-assured, thinking he could get away with anything. Oh, how I relished the opportunity to expose his true nature, to challenge him and watch his facade crumble.Santino, sitting across the table from me, was the epitome of arrogance. His eyes glinted with a smug confidence, unaware of the storm that was about to rain dow
Three months had passed since our eventful time in Italy, and now I found myself in America, following Liam's urging to be closer to home as I approached the final stages of my pregnancy. The idea of leaving Russia had been bittersweet, but I couldn't deny that Liam's concern for my well-being was genuine.The transition to America had been smoother than expected, and Liam made sure I was comfortable every step of the way. The luxurious mansion he had prepared for us felt like a safe haven, a sanctuary where I could relax and prepare for the arrival of our child.Liam was right; I had always been a workaholic, dedicated to the responsibilities that came with being part of the Mafia family. But now, with motherhood on the horizon, my priorities had shifted. I was eager to embrace this new chapter of my life, and Liam's presence by my side only added to my sense of security and happiness.Our days were filled with laughter, shared moments, and gentle touches. Liam seemed to have an inna
As we decided to extend our stay in Italy for a couple more days, a sense of relaxation and adventure filled the air. I called Alek, informing him of recent events and assuring him that we were safe. With that weight lifted off our shoulders, we were free to immerse ourselves in the enchanting atmosphere of Italy.One of the places we explored was the breathtaking city of Florence. The city's rich history and artistic treasures beckoned us, and we found ourselves strolling hand in hand through the narrow cobblestone streets. The iconic Duomo Cathedral rose majestically before us, its intricate details and vibrant colors leaving us in awe. We stood in line, patiently waiting to enter the Uffizi Gallery, where masterpieces by renowned artists awaited our eager gaze.As we meandered through the gallery, each room revealing new artistic wonders, Liam's deep appreciation for art was evident. He studied the brushstrokes, the play of light and shadow, with genuine fascination. We engaged in
As the Mafia committee members entered the warehouse, their presence alone commanded authority. Their expressions were stern, their eyes piercing, and their voices resonated with a mixture of intimidation and determination. The Italian Don, bound and surrounded, stood before them, his defiant demeanor faltering in the face of their collective power.I watched with a mix of anticipation and apprehension as the committee began their interrogation, their questions cutting through the air like a sharpened blade. Each inquiry was calculated, designed to dismantle the Don's defenses and extract the truth.One committee member stepped forward, his voice laced with an underlying threat. "Don, your actions have endangered the delicate balance we uphold. You will find no solace in your lies. It is in your best interest to cooperate fully."The Don, visibly shaken by the committee's presence, began to realize the dire consequences of his actions. His bravado waned, and the weight of his guilt pr
My heart dashed with a blend of expectation and worry as Liam masterfully explored the roads, directing our vehicle towards the inn. We needed to regroup and get ready for what lay ahead because the evening's events had taken an unexpected turn.The familiar surroundings provided a brief respite from the earlier chaos as we entered the hotel lobby. The hotel staff quickly attended to our needs because they were aware of the urgency of our movements, as Liam's dominant presence demanded attention.We hurried to our room, the snap of our strides reverberating through the hall. The entryway opened up, uncovering the quiet sanctuary that looked for us. I looked around the room, taking in the exquisite stylistic layout and the unpretentious traces of extravagance that enhanced each corner. In the midst of the chaos all around us, the atmosphere provided a brief respite.We quickly ditched our formal wear in favor of more practical and concealed attire out of a sense of urgency. Our transfo
Alice's POV As the function came to a nearby and the praise bit by bit died down, Liam and I rose from our seats, prepared to leave from the energetic climate of the feast. However, just as we were beginning to move toward the exit, the Italian Don suddenly appeared in front of us, his expression displaying a mix of urgency and sincerity."Please, Mr. and Mrs. Salvador ," the Wear entreated, his voice conveying a dash of earnestness. " I would be honored if you could attend a private gathering with my family and me. There are significant issues I might want to examine with both of you."I traded a confounded look with Liam, vulnerability blurring our considerations. Given the boundaries that separate our organizations, the Don's decision to extend such an invitation was unusual. In any case, interest provoked inside me, blending with a feeling of mindfulness.Liam's hold fixed on my hand, his eyes fixed on the Italian Wear. " What kind of things are you talking about? And why is this
Alice's POV As the banquet got under way, the grand hall was a sight to behold. Gem light fixtures swung from the roof, projecting a warm and charming shine across the room. The air was loaded up with the agreeable tunes of a live ensemble, their music drifting through the space, adding to the mood of the night.Visitors wearing their best clothing blended nimbly, their chuckling and chat resounding in the air. The ringing of glasses and the clacking of flatware made its very own ensemble. Everyone was eagerly awaiting the arrival of the highly regarded Mafia Dons of the American and Russian Mafias.Men from various tables began to approach us as Liam and I settled into our seats, their eyes shining with admiration. However, they had a variety of motives, ranging from genuine appreciation to unwelcome advances. It was a fragile harmony among sweet talk and inconvenience.These men, captivated by my presence, made their way to our table one by one. They couldn't avoid giving me praise
Alice's POV As Liam and I showed up at the stupendous scene of the meal, the expectation in the air was tangible. We joined the line, quietly holding up to enter. There was a lot of excitement and a little bit of mystery in the air. The exquisite design of the scene made a lofty setting, projecting a majestic air over the occasion.I couldn't help but notice the lingering gazes from nearby men and women as we stood in line. Their eyes followed over me with a combination of interest and reverence, their demeanors bound with a bit of want. It was a demonstration of the charm of the event and the striking clothing that embellished me.Feeling the heaviness of those waiting gazes, I looked for comfort in Liam's presence. I was drawn closer to him as his arm encircled me in safety. His touch filled in as a safeguard against the meddlesome eyes, giving a feeling of solace and security in the midst of the ocean of outsiders.With each step in the right direction in the line, I could feel th