Chapter 70.Massimo’s POV. Dead men filled the house. They were trying to have me killed but I outsmarted them. It wasn’t an easy battle for me though and being alone. I just had to show them who the boss was. Taking you down the memory lane would expose so many things you’ve probably not known about. The last 10 minutes was one which would have decided my fate. ****(10 minutes ago) “Keep quiet Rome, I’d be back.” I Said. My voice was shrill and low. I placed my second finger on my lips, signaling that he kept calm and watched me do my thing. It was one of the greatest risks I’ve taken in my life. Going after four armed men, even while I was unarmed. “Don, this ain’t the United States, this is Spain, you’re on a different soil and as it stands, there’s no way we can get back up, just like in New York. Don you have to take things slow and make sure that things aren’t going to be…” He was amazed at my actions. I left him right away and walked out slowly. The men had already divide
Massimo’s POV. Vodka. That was the first person that got stuck in my head as I reached for a phone in the pocket of one of the men. It was a clear shot Rome took. I’ll have to give him a special treat when we get back to New York. I tried to search the pockets of the men in order to see what I’ll be able to find. I danced to the rhythm of the ringtone which sounded aloud while we turned to see. It was the mobile phone belonging to one of the men. I picked it up immediately and answered. “What’s the situation, Marrow?” He asked. I could feel the familiarity in the voice as I kept mute and listened one more time. “Marrow? Do you copy? What’s the situation of things on ground?” He said again. I shook my head and exhaled. “No matter how hard you go, to bring me down, I’m afraid you won’t succeed, your excellency,” I replied. My face was pale and my left hands clenched. I felt the tightening in my jaw and my end tooth clapped. I was so pained and triggered to begin a war between the C
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
Anastasya's POV. I woke up the next morning tired and cranky, as I had hardly gotten any sleep the night before. Thankfully, Massimo had taken my slap as a hard enough deterrent, as shortly after that he left me alone. He didn't sleep on the bed with me, but I wasn't the least bit concerned. The farther away he was from me, the better. As I hurried to get dressed, I tried to purge my mind of all thoughts of my new husband. Yes, he was very attractive, but it didn't take away from the fact that he wasn't a good person. He was cold, ruthless and manipulative, and I wanted absolutely nothing to do with him. We shared a tense plane ride back to New York, my mind preoccupied with the loneliness of leaving the only family I had left behind, and fear of the unknown. I fastened my seat belt and watched as the plane descended. As soon as the plane touched down, my feelings of melancholy multiplied, manifesting as deep feelings of sadness that spread through me. It hit me that I was on fo
Massimo's POV. I remained rooted to the ground in shock as I took in the sight of my new wife lying on my bed. Anger and arousal coursed through me in equal measures, mixing into one unidentifiable emotion. Anger at her audacity, and arousal just at the mere sight of her between my sheets. Her skin was flushed and dewy, her rosy complexion inspiring unholy thoughts within me. “What's the meaning of this? Why the hell are you even here?” I clenched my fists at my side as I asked. “If we're going to give anyone the semblance of this being a real marriage, why should we be sleeping in different beds? You're my husband, are you not?” She didn't even look at me, more interested in the patterns on her painted fingernails. “You said it yourself, printsessa. This isn't a real marriage,” I prowled closer to the bed, “or do you want me, little wife?” I noticed the hitch in her breath, the soft gasp that escaped her parted lips. “You want me to touch you, take you, claim you as my own?” I
Anastasya's POV. Only few things compared to the sight of the all powerful Don Massimo speechless, as he watched me come down the flight of stairs. I couldn't resist dropping one snarky remark as I passed him, not waiting for his reply as I headed out to where I knew a car was waiting for us. I had found an invitation from his mother to a dinner party when I returned to my room earlier, along with a hideous green dress in a garment bag on my bed. Too bad, I always did the unexpected. We rode in silence until we reached the hotel, my gaze fixed on the city beyond the windows as the car rolled by. All the sights were still new to me, and I greedily took in the sights and sounds of the city. We stopped in front of a grand hotel, a valet coming to usher us into the resplendent interior. Massimo placed a hand on my lower back as we approached the ballroom where the dinner was being held, it's weight against me unfamiliar, but comfortable. “You've been awfully quiet,” I noted as we dre
Massimo’s POV. I was so confused at first, I couldn’t even believe my eyes when I saw him holding her, pinned to the wall. My fist clenched and I felt the rage burning in me while I stared at him angrily. “And who the hell do you think you are?” He asked, mockingly while buttoning the top parts of his dress. I turned to my newly wedded wife who shivered already and moved quickly, behind me. “Maybe you’re about to find out, you dare lay your filthy hands on my wife?” He chuckled and shook his head before folding the lower parts of his sleeves. “I’ve heard about you, Massimo, so much and I must say, they were quite impressive,” He made an attempt to move around Ana and I in circles but I stretched forth my hands in the form of a blockade. “You dare not come any closer, else, I’ll teach you the lesson of your life.” I warned him. My gaze was directed to the ground. It was a clear show of extreme anger and readiness to venture into a fight, maybe to death, if time permits. “I’m no
Massimo’s POV. “Ana, I’m talking to you, are you deaf?!” I yelled as I walked behind her while she made way into the building. All along while we sat in the vehicle she kept mute and avoided the questions thrown at her. I needed to know at least. Irrespective of the nature of our marriage I had every right to be aware of the strangers who would interfere in our union as man and wife. She walked hastily into the building and just as she stepped foot into the living room, I held her left hand which was already in the air. “I’m talking to you!” She turned and swayed her hands in a bid to give me a resounding slap but I was smarter this time. I diverted and held her steady while she screamed. “Leave me alone! You bastard!” “When you’re done calling me names, you’ll tell me who the hell that was.” “Massimo, I don’t know!! Okay! He just ran into me while I tried to walk through to the bathroom!” She yelled. Our eyes were glued and I held her even closer to myself this time. I sniffed t
Massimo’s POV. Vodka. That was the first person that got stuck in my head as I reached for a phone in the pocket of one of the men. It was a clear shot Rome took. I’ll have to give him a special treat when we get back to New York. I tried to search the pockets of the men in order to see what I’ll be able to find. I danced to the rhythm of the ringtone which sounded aloud while we turned to see. It was the mobile phone belonging to one of the men. I picked it up immediately and answered. “What’s the situation, Marrow?” He asked. I could feel the familiarity in the voice as I kept mute and listened one more time. “Marrow? Do you copy? What’s the situation of things on ground?” He said again. I shook my head and exhaled. “No matter how hard you go, to bring me down, I’m afraid you won’t succeed, your excellency,” I replied. My face was pale and my left hands clenched. I felt the tightening in my jaw and my end tooth clapped. I was so pained and triggered to begin a war between the C
Chapter 70.Massimo’s POV. Dead men filled the house. They were trying to have me killed but I outsmarted them. It wasn’t an easy battle for me though and being alone. I just had to show them who the boss was. Taking you down the memory lane would expose so many things you’ve probably not known about. The last 10 minutes was one which would have decided my fate. ****(10 minutes ago) “Keep quiet Rome, I’d be back.” I Said. My voice was shrill and low. I placed my second finger on my lips, signaling that he kept calm and watched me do my thing. It was one of the greatest risks I’ve taken in my life. Going after four armed men, even while I was unarmed. “Don, this ain’t the United States, this is Spain, you’re on a different soil and as it stands, there’s no way we can get back up, just like in New York. Don you have to take things slow and make sure that things aren’t going to be…” He was amazed at my actions. I left him right away and walked out slowly. The men had already divide
Ana’s POVI’ve been trying to call him for some time now, but he wasn’t picking up the phone. I literally sensed danger along the line while he hugged me the previous day. I was totally out of my mind. My heart was bleeding as I dialed the number but all along it was ‘Switched off’ or I would hear the ‘Not reachable’ note. I imagined something awful had happened to them while they journeyed. My voice was sounding so low as I spoke to the maiden about Marco’s whereabouts. Martha stood with her hands crossed while I spoke. “Are you sure the whole thing wouldn’t turn out to be a mess?” I asked. My face soured as she stood and thought for a while before turning back to me. “Mrs. De Luca, I wouldn’t be in the position to say if something had gone wrong or not, but one thing is for sure. I think the Don would be having a great day, he’s been the most feared and most cherished personality that I’ve ever known. Even the Politicians and honorables fear him. Maybe you just have to give him s
Massimo’s POV. I just needed to be sure I was still alive at least. I touched my head and then my jaws which made me grow slowly. “Ouch!” I cried. I felt the bruises all over me. I tried to turn over. The last thing I recalled was the fall, down the valley while the men shot at us. I tried to shake off the dust on my feet and at the same time, I searched the environment to see if Rome would be spotted anywhere close.My arm felt somewhat broken, and this time, it felt like something was going off, maybe from the Cosa Nostra. I could barely feel my left arm, my body was bruised and covered in blood. I breathed heavily and turned. The bush was so quiet. My heart quivered and I felt a touch of fear. My eyes narrowed at the sight of a substance on the ground. I felt it creep into my trouser. ‘What the hell would that be?’ I muttered and just as I tried to deep my hands in, I spotted a python snake and screamed. ‘What the fuck!’ I rushed up and shook my legs immediately. it crawled out
Massimo’s POV. Trip to Madrid. The Cosa Nostra, as one of the greatest and most influential mafias in the world, had to be represented at the gatherings of my mafia union which was to be held in Rome and I had to be with the Mi Familia Syndicate; a deadly and fierce mafia in Spain. I would be appointing someone to be in charge of the Cosa Nostra for the meantime, but seeing the behavior of my sister, Vanesa, I just had to make Isabel the acting head of the Mafia, and maybe still have my ears on ground for any info I’ll receive. I was in my room and tried to see if I’ll be able to have a suitable dress for the day. We should be at the airport in a couple of minutes before the flight takes off. I stared at my reflection in the mirror as I beamed with a smile. My cheek was curvy and I could tell how handsome I was. ‘You’re a dish Massimo, I mumbled,’ and adjusted the collar of my top. I heard a Knock on my door and I knew for certain, it would be Rome. “Come on in, Rome,” I said, my
Ana’s POV. It’s been two days since the meeting which had Massimo erupt like a Volcano. He almost reacted harshly towards Domenico and that got us all bothered. On my own path, I wondered what would actually be the reason why he’ll have to deny Enzo his right in the Cosa Nostra. Enzo was guilty, that was a known fact, but the punishment he got in turn was way too far from what I even expected. I felt like I’d get hungry if I didn't see Martha immediately, because I had informed her that I’ll be having a fast for the day. But that was just a custom I tried to emulate from my home in Russia. I was trying to act so nice as I walked down to the garden to see if I’ll be able to find her there but all of a sudden, I stumbled on a figure who sat underneath a tree, and from all I observed, he was in deep thoughts. I could imagine the tension he’ll be feeling right away. I walked closer to him and stood behind. He didn’t wait to see whom it was, but knew for certain it would be a lady. His i
Massimo’s POV. It was such a horrible minute. Maybe that would stand as one of the most terrible meetings I’ve had in my entire life. I was so ashamed of the offer he brought before me. ‘How the hell would someone be trying to annihilate his own father just to acquire wealth and power?’ I muttered and walked down to the other side of the hallway in the court as I reminisced. I was to hold a counter meeting with the Mafia and that was to be with immediate effect. I tried the best I could to have myself in check as I watched the trees in the garden and realized that Rome was already there. He signaled and nodded. “I think it’s time,” He had this telepathic connection with me as I smiled wryly and had my hands in my pocket. The meeting was filled up already and I could see the smile on Ana’s face as the latest Mafia in the Cosa Nostra. She stood to her feet and gave me a hug right away. Vanessa wasn’t looking so happy. I felt her pain and spotted the wrinkle on the corners of her ey
Massimo POVIt wasn’t going to be so funny if Enzo leaves. He’s one of the strongest men the Cosa Nostra had ever known, but I still couldn’t believe he would act in such a manner, and towards me. I tried the best I could to make sure that I had a thorough control over myself and also my emotions as I stumbled on the text which popped up on my phone. It was from Ana’s brother. ‘I’ll be at your office soon, so please, make sure that mad dog isn’t going to be on site, else I’ll kill him,’ he ended it with an angry face emoji and maybe had that been a way he’ll be able to convey his message. I shook my head and smiled back. I dropped the phone and after a while, turned to the clock. It was getting pretty late and maybe I wouldn’t be able to check for the other messages he dropped earlier. I had to begin the analysis and the checkups immediately. I was thrilled to hear a knock at the door and I paused. For a minute I guessed who that person was going to be because Rome wouldn’t knock th
Massimo’s POV. ‘Behold a sunny day,’ I muttered as I held the cup of tea in my hand while I made for the vehicle. I was trying to have a clear head as I recalled the incident at the station. It was a very crazy encounter as the police men had me interrogated at the spot. I couldn’t point my fingers at why the governor of the state would want to play such games with me. He knew he was playing with fire and I would do all I could, in my power, to come back for a reckoning, maybe having a proper plan for that would be the best thing to be done at the moment. The Scene welcomed Enzo as he walked down to my point and stood right before me. He wasn’t looking so happy from all I observed. I saw his face squeezed and his mouth folded. His hands clenched and he posed like he was about to go into a deep fight with me at the stands. I chuckled. “Come on man, what is the actual meaning of this?” I asked, my face brightened and I took a deep breath. It was one of the funniest moments of my life