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THE MAFIA'S HEIR CHAPTER 33
BIANCA'S POV I had wandered around the streets, confused and desperate to want to be woken from this nightmare. How had my life become this way? I saw a bench by the roadside and decided to sit down, after walking for so long. I sat and started thinking about my plight again. What was I going to do? Who was I going to talk to? I was so scared. What was I going to do now? I started crying again, but quickly cleaned my tears when a call came in through my phone. I felt my heart fall to the pit of my stomach the moment I saw it was my boyfriend. God! What was I going to do now? I wanted to decline the call, but I willed myself to answer it. Taking in deep breathe as the cool breeze of the night kissed my wet cheeks, I tapped on the green icon. "Hey baby. How are you?" "H..hey." I muttered. "Babe? Are you okay? Where are you? I can hear a lot of noise there." "I'm on my way home." I whispered tiredly. Tired from thinking and crying the whole day. "At this time? It's almos
THE MAFIA'S HEIR CHAPTER 34
MANUEL'S POV "Babe!! You haven't told me what you think about the pictures I sent to you." Francesca whined at the other end of the line, making me roll my eyes. This was my problem with her. What did she think I was going to think about women's clothing? She was supposed have dinner with my family tomorrow. It was going to be her second official visit to my family, after the successful meeting with her father 2 months back. I could tell that the man wasn't so pleased about the relationship between his daughter and myself, but he clearly couldn't call it off. I guess Francesca may have had some sort of face off with him, after all. "Francesca..." I sighed. "The dress is beautiful." I said, not wanting to get on her bad side so early in the morning. Though I was being sincere. I really thought the dress was nice. "But you know it isn't." "Then why did you ask for my opinion?" I asked in exasperation. Christ! I was slowly going crazy by the day. "Because I wanted to hear th
THE MAFIA'S HEIR CHAPTER 35
MANUEL'S POV As Massimo broke down the door, I was worried for a moment. I hoped she wasn't going to be hurt. When I walked in after my men to see her fine and unscathed, I released a breathe. This was the first time I was seeing her after months, and I couldn't really explain how I felt. Angry? Disappointed? Lowkey excited? Whatever it was, I knew the predominant feeling was anger. She looked to be on the phone with someone before we had come in, because the person on the line was still talking and probably asking if she was okay. Bianca just looked at the phone in silence, without saying a word in response. "Bianca." I muttered. "Manuel." She replied, avoiding any form of eye contact with me. "What do you want?" "What I want?" I chuckled humourlessly, playing with my beards. "If you came breaking into my house just to stroke your beards, then you might as well leave." She spat, making my anger rise all the more. So even after seeing me, she failed to let me know what was
THE MAFIA'S HEIR CHAPTER 36
BIANCA'S POV He didn't want my boyfriend fathering his child. Those were the only words that kept ringing in my brain even after he left the room. I nestled my head in between my knees as I thought about how nerve racking it was all gonna be in a matter of days. Did Manuel know that the boyfriend in question was none other than his cousin? Finally getting the opportunity to think of Anthonio, I began crying. Through out the time Manuel had been around, I tried not to let a single tear drop. It wasn't because I didn't feel worried or scared, it was because I didn't want to look weak before him. Before them all. Manuel came from an extremely powerful family. Once they realized I was scared and weak, they'd leverage on that to snatch what mattered most to me. My child. What bothered me the most was hearing Manuel say he had taken me, under the instructions of his Nonno. God! Their grandpa was already involved in this matter? This wasn't good for me. Now that Manuel had literally pul
THE MAFIA'S HEIR CHAPTER 37
MANUEL'S POV The moment I stepped into the study after Nonno, I closed the door shut. What was I supposed to expect now? He sounded really angry. To be very honest, I couldn't remember when last Nonno spoke affectionately to me. He was either indifferent, or plainly angry. Lately, he had been indifferent. I guess this was the first time he was so mad at me again after several years. I looked at the man, expecting screams and threats, but was shocked to hear him say what he said next. "On your knees." The man stated so calmly. What?! I watched in shock as he walked to the seat behind my desk, and made himself comfortable. "I wouldn't repeat myself." Knowing better than to go against him, I went on my knees, feeling so humiliated in my current position. No one could really humiliate me this much. Not even my parents! To others, I was 'The Manuel Russo'. But to my Nonno and a certain stubborn lady, I was just Manuel or the 'infuriating bastard'. I was shocked that he wasn't saying
THE MAFIA'S HEIR CHAPTER 38
BIANCA'S POV Oh God! This was all too much for me to take in at once. I was still dealing with the appearance of my parents, only for Anthonio to show up. When did he return? "Baby?" He called, and I shivered with fear and remorse. "Babe." He called again, and I couldn't help the fresh tears that fell from my eyes. "Ohh..." I let out an almost inaudible whimper. "Anthonio." I fell to the ground in the pretty dress that Manuel's mom had gotten for me. "What's going on?" He asked, looking into my eyes as he walked closer to me. "I just came back last night, and had to show up for my cousin's...." He trailed off, looking at everyone, before looking back at me. "Your parents are here too. We've both been trying to reach you. Where have you been? What has been going on? You got us really worried." I watched as his emotions fluctuated by the second. From suprised, to worried, to confused, and then to being curious. "What happened? You have not spoken to me or taken my calls in w
THE MAFIA'S HEIR CHAPTER 39
BIANCA'S POV I opened my eyes to see the space beside me on the bed, empty. That was best for us. His family had successfully forced us to share a room, and I was glad I didn't have to wake up to see his face every day. I couldn't be angry first thing in the morning. Cleaning off the sleep from my eyes, I stepped down the bed in my silky night robe, and walked into the bathroom. I looked at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, and I was glad I looked better. I also felt better. It was the fourth day after the Russo's traditional family dinner and after party. I had not seen or heard a word from Anthonio, and to be very honest, all I could tell him was that I was sorry. I always dropped a new message for him every day, but he never replied any. It got me worried because more than any other thing, I could not bear to go ahead with this wedding, knowing I hurt another man. The day of the wedding was fast approaching and if I had what it took to delay it or make time go still, I wou
THE MAFIA'S HEIR CHAPTER 40
MANUEL'S POV "Manuel, hope you are ready?" "Yes Nonno." I replied the old man who poked his head through my door for the tenth time this morning. "Good. The priest should be here any time from now." He said. Yes, today was my wedding to Bianca, and so far, our relationship with each other still wasn't the best. We literally avoided each other like a plague, regardless of the fact that we shared a room. But then, I honestly loved the feeling of her warm body against mine at night. She probably didn't know, but she always snuggled into my side while she slept at night. I wasn't going to tell her though. I kinda liked the feeling, and I didn't want her to become more conscious of herself while she slept. "What has you smiling?" Alexander asked. "Nothing." I shrugged. "Or am I supposed to remain sad because I'm getting married to your assistant?" I rolled my eyes. "First of all," He started. "Bianca is no longer my assistant, but my sister in law. Secondly, you don't part
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