“This marriage is nothing but a farce. The sooner you know that, the better.” “I despise you, printsessa.” “And I despise you even more.” ********** Anastasya Volkov's life is turned upside down when she has to marry the young don of the Italian cosa nostra, Massimo De Luca, a man she despises with all her heart. Massimo, a man who isn't used to letting women into his heart, also loathes the idea of having a woman so close to him. However, they have to come together to form a strong alliance between their families. In the midst of their mutual dislike for each other, the seeds of attraction starts to bloom. But a series of unexpected events start to occur, will their new found love thrive? Or will they be crushed by the weight of the lies and betrayal that surrounds them?
Lihat lebih banyakMassimo’s POV. It was dawn. I couldn’t imagine how best to tear the prisoner, my prisoner. I wanted to make sure he sees himself dying, and in bits, maybe that would make me happier. I walked down to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror there. I stared at my sleepy face and sighed. It was such a sigh of relief. I imagined the possibility of not being successful in the operation which my men and I went through last night and what would have happened when the people finally got to know about me, being the one responsible for the drugs. I turned on the shower and just then, heard a knock on my door. ‘Knock knock’I listened attentively for the second time before I heard Anastasya’s voice. “Massi, are you up already, I want us to talk” she echoed. “I’m at the bathroom, I’ll be right there in 10,” I replied, I raised my voice and hoped she heard me. After a while the knocking stopped. I stood under the shower and felt the ease as the water dropped on my skin. I should be home
Ana’s POV. My eyes felt so heavy as I walked into the room and discovered she was already awake. Isabel stood close to her while she leaned on the wall, her hands folded and her eyes clouded with tears. It was Indeed a very deadly mission which they carried out and were so lucky to cover their tracks. I was so bothered about them. I wouldn’t be able to hold my tears as I spotted the bandage which was tied around her shoulders. The nurse was done and ready to leave. She just finished talking to her and needed to see Massimo. “Hi, you must be the Pakhans daughter, right?” The nurse asked as she walked and stood right in front of me. “Yes, so, do you know me somewhere?” I asked, looking so surprised. My eyes glued to her as I stood in shock and wondered how she got to know me. “Hmm, don’t be surprised, I actually grew up around the Russian bratva, my dad’s a renowned member, and I used to play with your kid sister some years back when we were in Moscow, that was before relocating to
Massimo’s POV. My hands were bleeding as I walked down from the vehicle. I held it with a cloth which Rome gave me a few minutes ago while the police came. Everything we planned that day almost went to waste and we were so lucky Isabel, who was our ‘eyes in the sky’, found a special route for us, else, that would probably be the end of the Cosa Nostra. I walked down to the vehicle which Vanessa was and held her steady while the stretcher was brought forth and she was carried straight to the medical unit of the premises. Isabel rushed out immediately, screaming. “Brother, I warned you about him, I warned you but you didn’t listen to me! Now see what you’ve caused! What has happened to her?!” She yelled as she rushed down to where Vanessa was. She laid in pains on the Stretcher like a log of wood, almost dead as the men took her away, to the room. It was a few minutes past 12 that night and I needed to have some rest, my wounds also needed to be treated by the Mafia’s nurse, but as th
Ana’s POV. I was at the lounge, the building meant for Massimo’s men when I heard him shout. “Get the truck and load them! Now! Those boys think I’m here to joke with them.” He said as he walked quickly through the corridor while I followed behind. “Massi, what’s the problem?” I asked. Walking quickly behind him as he walked so fast. “Ana, you’ve got to keep your eyes open, this city isn’t safe, things are getting out of hand and trust me, you’ll get to know when the time’s right, everything boils down to you, staying out of trouble and staying put, bullets, flying bullets could take a man down all of a sudden, I’ll make sure Isabel takes good care of you while you’re here,” he replied as he turned back to face Rome who was already with a brief case which I sensed had a gun in it. “Come on, you’re not telling me what I need to know, I’m your wife for goodness sake and here I am, trying to dance around a ray of thoughts, flowing through my veins. “Boss, they’ve taken down two of
Anastasya’s POV. The door to the living room opened and I stumbled on a charming young man. I had no idea who he was, but I saw something spectacular in his looks. He looked just like Massimo. I was intrigued by his pink lips and his jawline. The soft stare from his eyes gripped me. I grew so speechless as he watched back. Our eyes were glued to each other. Just as I raised my left brows, I turned to see Isabel run off to meet him. “Enzo!” She screamed. ‘ENZO?’ I muttered. She rushed towards him and jumped on his body. I’ve never seen her as elated as that before, she couldn’t control herself in one bit. Maybe that would be a notable member of the De Luca empire, I guessed. “Cousin! What’s up?! You didn’t even tell us you were coming back home today, how’s your flight?” She asked, her face beaming with a cheerful smile while she led him to the couch beside me. He looked so handsome and along the line directed his stares at me. ‘This man better not do what I’m thinking,’ I muttered
Massimo’s POV. 5:40PM. (DLC) - De Luca Corporation. It was time to head back home and I’ve just had a very bad day at work. I wasn’t so pleased because I reacted rudely in the eyes of the people around, both at the eatery and also at my company. I just need a fresh bath and a nice meal. Rome packed his bag and also mine as he headed straight to the boot of the vehicle. He watched me closely while he did this and realized I wasn’t myself. I knew for a fact that he’d have to stay clear and just drive me home else it could ignite my anger so I kept mute while I sat in the car. “Boss I’m done,” he said as he stood outside the car, facing me while I sat. “Come in, and take me home,” I replied, sluggishly as I wiped my face with the face towel beside me.He exhaled on the steering and turned to me quietly. He was my best man, and I knew he’d definitely want to tender an apology tone more time. “Come on Boss, you don’t have to keep that in your mind, all day, what happened right there w
Massimo’s POV. “How much is the food?” I asked Maggie, a 20-year-old waitress at the restaurant where I ate. I didn’t feel like having lunch in the company’s eatery, downstairs, so I decided to drive down a bit. It wasn’t so far from the company. “Sir, it’s a hundred and fifty,” she replied, her eyes glued to my hands which searched for my credit card. “Here you go,” I paid for the food immediately and took the can of coke which was still on the table. It looked like a disaster for me when I spotted one of my old men who worked with the Cosa Nostra, Jude. He walked into the eatery and stumbled on my curious looks. “Hey, Massimo, it’s been long, never figured I’ll see you here,” he said as he walked cheerfully to me, and stretched forth his hands to have a handshake with me. I wasn’t really ready to have a Conversation with him but realized the customers who sat now watched. I wouldn't just let him go like that, it would be so embarrassing to him. “Hey, bro, it’s been a while,” I
Massimo’s POV. It’s 2:42 P.M. I felt so tired already and folded my arms while I thought of the recent occurrences which had been playing around me the whole time. The first which came to me was the fact that my intentions to be on the list of those to run for the governorship was now known to the governor himself. That wasn’t what got me so bothered; I felt so tensed because he didn’t take sides with me and Vanessa hadn’t heard of the plans which he had. I just had to calm my nerves and try to see how I’ll be able to tackle these problems. Marcello was the next, which came to me as I turned to see a frame on the wall where the both of us stood, smiling as we held the Caritas awards from the Jovinc groups. An award he made me win for the first time in my life, just two years ago. And now he’s dead. Such a tragic event. The enemies which evolved around me were growing by the day and I had absolutely nothing to do about it, I just had to keep calm and wait for a perfect day to strike
Ana’s POV. I was trying to weave my hair before I heard a knock at my door. I turned and stared for a while before turning to the door and voiced. “Who’s there?” I asked, and tried to pack before standing to my feet. I watched the door open and Isabel entered the room. She was holding a tray which contained some fruits and smiled at me at first before turning a surprise look. “What’s going on with you?” She asked, and walked down to where I was. Her eyes revolved round my hairstyle while I sighed and turned to her tray. “Hm, please tell me those are for me?” I asked. “Ana, you’re trying to hide the question you’re asked, what’s up with the hairstyle you’re plaiting? She asked as she sat down on the bed and took a banana from the tray. I got too enticed by the looks of the fruits and decided to take one before she asked. “Aren’t you going to answer my question?” “Isabel, I don’t think that’s going to be the best right now, I’ll have to take a bite from these,” I defended playfull
Anastasya's POV. I stared at my reflection in the mirror, from the elaborate updo my hair was styled in, to the white lace dress I was currently wearing. A bride was usually happy on her wedding day, but I was unable to conjure up any feelings of joy or elation whatsoever. It was hard to feel any happiness when one was being forced to marry against their will, like I was. Even worse, being married to a man I had never met, one who's ruthlessness preceded him, the don of the Italian cosa nostra in New York City. But this marriage was necessary to secure an alliance between my family and the Italian mafia. As the daughter of the Pakhan of the Russian bratva, I always knew I would end up in an arranged marriage. I just never expected it to be a monster.I took a deep breath, right before I was distracted by a loud knock on the door. “It's time, Stasya. Let's go.” My father's gruff voice called out from the other side of the door. I picked up the bouquet of white flowers resting on th...
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