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THE MAFIAS BETRAYED BRIDE: A Game of Revenge CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
ANTONIO’S. POV Gabriella and I sat at the bar chatting heartily like two old friends. She was easily captivating and receptive making me loose track of time. Her laughter was like a toddlers soothing giggle drawing me in gradually and easily.. The silence of the night was suddenly disturbed by a loud bang of a gun, then another , I sprung to my feet, my heart racing heavily. “Stay here” I instructed Gabriella as I bolted towards my hotel room. My steps quickened as I approached the reception, the few people there running around in search of safety. I threw the slippers off my feet as it was slowing my pace. My feet came to a halt in front of my hotel room, It was slightly ajar and I feared the worst. I had no gun, no weapon and I needed to thread cautiously, using my shoulder to shift the door open a little further, I slid into the room easily . Alvarez was not on the bed where I had left him. I tiptoed to the side of the room where I left my gun, but the weapon was not there
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ANTONIOS POV “I am sorry for your loss” Gabriella said to me when we sat at the table. It was already way past midnight, my mother had finally retired to bed after insisting Gabriella tucked her in. “Thank you” I replied. “I am sorry about my mothers clinginess, I feel embarrassed” I apologized. “Thats fine, I know how mothers can be sometimes” I nodded slowly. “So, would you explain what that was about?” She asked shifting in her seat so she was facing me directly now. “What do you mean?” I asked acting oblivious of her enquiry. “I mean back at the hotel, the shooting and all.” she clarified. “Oh that.” I replied slapping my forehead. “It’s nothing to worry your pretty head over.” I said and she frowned a little. “ I’m not as weak as I look you know?” her eyes piercing through mine. “I know but trust me, this isn’t something you need to worry about” “But I was there, I heard the gunshots, and I grew worried when you dashed off” “I know…” “But you still feel I do
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ANTONIO’S POV Gabriellas breathing became even and slow and I assumed she had fallen asleep. I stylishly lifted her head so I could shift from beneath her. “Cant wait to get rid of me hugh?” She asked sleepily. “I wouldn’t dare” I said and we both burst out laughing. “Thanks for today” I added after the laughter had died down. She got up adjusting her dress. “You could say thank you in a different way” she said and bit her lower lip seductively. “Tell me how?” I asked and before I could blink, she slammed her lips onto mine, her persistent attempt to slip her tongue into my mouth left me no option. I returned the kiss with matching energy, my hand found its way to her breast that stood firmly on her chest, I collected them in my cupped hands. She gave me a glaring look breaking the kiss, a confused expression plastered my face. She giggled then slapped my hands off her breast. “I’m in control here” she said pushing me back into the couch. My eyes wide in shock and ant
Last Updated : 2024-12-09THE MAFIAS BETRAYED BRIDE: A Game of Revenge CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
MARCELLA’S POV I threw myself off the bed annoyingly, my phone screen came into my peripheral vision. I quickly grabbed it to check if I had missed any calls while I slept. There was none, no call, no message nothing. Antonio had been gone for four days now and I Hadn’t heard a single word from him. My mind couldn’t rest as endless questions run through my head. Was he Safe? Was he thinking about me? What if he found someone else. ‘I really should have told him how I feel about him before he left’ I thought. What if he never comes back?. These past few days had been very stressful and painfully slow as I eagerly awaited Antonios return. He had said we would make our relationship official when he returned, and I anxiously looked forward to it. I dragged myself lazily to the bathroom, did my business and dressed up in a simple biker shorts and oversized T shirt. I planned on changing into something hotter later in the evening. I gave my father a quick nod and rushed outside, Nic
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MARCELLA’S POVI left the club angry and sad , a mixture of emotions I had experienced too many times in my short life on earth.My brother could deny it all he wants, but I was sure of what I heard. He sold me out!. Knowing this truth and keeping mute all this while had been very tiring and now that I had finally burst out, I realized there was one thing I could actually do about it. My family hated me and it was time to get out of their skin. I stood in front of my bathroom mirror, my hands aggressively detangling the mess Lola had created on my head. A gentle knock echoed through the room.“Come in” I responded. My mothers worried face poked through the door as I stepped out of the bathroom.“How are you honey?” She asked looking genuinely concerned.“I’m okay” I said and kept untangling my hair.“I heard what happened at the club” she added in a precise tone. She looked like she had rehearsed her meeting with me.“Which part?” I asked rubbing some hair oil into my hair.“Huh?”
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MARCELLA’S POV My voice echoed across the room as I kept screaming for mercy. The silence was deafening and the sound of my own voice bouncing off the walls scared me, I decided it was better I remained quiet. The dark room sent chills down my spine, there was a single window high up in the wall through which I could see the moon. It wasn’t bright, a half moon almost completely covered by dark clouds as it threatened to rain. I knew there was surely light in the room, I just didn’t know where the switch was. I shut my eyes tightly , inviting more darkness as I tried to focus on the space I now find my self. That didn’t help so I opened them almost immediately. My plan was to keep to the walls and do a complete circle all the way back to the door. I kept my palm pressed against the wall as I took one gentle step after the other, sobbing quietly as I went round , trying hard to avoid looking towards the center of the room. By the time I got back to the door, I was desperate, ru
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ANTONIO’S POV Its been a few days and Alejandros wound had healed well, but for a little limp in his gait, one couldn’t tell he was just shot in the thigh a few days back. Gabriella had been very helpful, taking care of Alvarez’s wound. She and mother had built a strong bond these last few days and they chatted easily like long time friends. I was slightly grateful for that as it helped mother go quickly through the grieving process. Abuela’s body was at the morgue and we had started preparations towards the funeral tomorrow. Mother had great help from Gabriella with preparations and arrangements. I had sent out invitations to a few family and friends and we expected a huge turn out. Grandmother was loving and welcoming, everybody loved her. It was sad to watch her go, but deep down, I was glad she could finally get some rest. “Glad to see you back on your feet man” I said to Alvarez as he approached me at the living room. “All thanks to you and Gabriella” he said flinching
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ANTONIOS POV Today was Thursday, my grandmothers funeral. The atmosphere around the house was gloomy, everyone was sad and grieving the loving and amiable person my Abuela was. She lived her life well and she would be missed dearly. I stepped out of the bathroom, allowing the water on my body to drip on the floor. The sun had begun rising , its rays peeping sharply through the sky’s blue garments. I threw on my attire for the day, a black suit with a matching black leather shoes. I drenched myself in some woody cologne and gave my self a final look before heading downstairs. The living room was well decorated with some of grandmother’s favorite flowers. Her casket lay on a table close to the dining area with seats arranged facing the casket. Mother had decided last minute to cut down the number of guests and to make it as quiet as possible. I approached the casket with firm steps, spent a few seconds absorbing grandma’s look for one very last time. She looked peaceful, a tiny sm
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MARCELLA’S POV We had been sitting for a little over two hours, all eyes fixed on my father, who seemed unconcerned. Mother held unto his hand tightly with a pleading look, but father remained unbothered. He wasn’t going to drop his pride, he wasn’t going to let go of ego and confess to me. “El Russo, speak?” Salvador asked in a demanding way when it had become obvious father wasn’t going to talk. “Alright then, I will take my wife…” He added pulling me up by the arm. “…and leave” “I am not going anywhere with you Alphonse!” I protested, clinging tightly to my seat as Alphonse tried to pull me up. “You are only going to make things complicated for your family. You either come with me now or…” “Or what?…” I snapped back at Alphonse. “What would happen huh, tell me!” I yelled courageously even though every cell within my brain screamed fear. “I owe you nothing! What ever arrangements you have is between you and El Russo, leave me out of it” “You are only a part of the debts
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MARCELLA’S POV I turned abruptly towards to door, my heart beating loudly in my chest. ‘No. Theres no way, that cant be…’ I thought. My hands trembled and my palms became sweaty, I took a step back as the man got closer. “Hello! Wifey” Salvador said with a broad annoying smile. I was absolutely dumbfounded, fear stricken and in shock. I couldn’t decide my next words and Salvador was already at the table directly in front of me. He stood tall like a god that commands worship, his intimidating eyes pierced straight through mine. The smirk on his face left me totally confused, Was he angry? Was he pretending to be happy to meet me? What were his plans? “Don’t be too shocked” he said bringing his hands to my mouth. “Close your mouth …” he added guiding me to press my lips together as I didn’t realize they were wide open in disbelief. ‘This can’t be real, I have been hallucinating a lot lately, theres no way this is real’ I thought, then went ahead to pinch my arm. I winced s
THE MAFIAS BETRAYED BRIDE: A Game of Revenge CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
MARCELLA’S POV Mother was still sobbing, Alejandro was rubbing her shoulders, in an attempt to comfort her. ‘Maybe that’s why he was their favorite child’. I thought, my fist clinched hard as I resisted every urge to rush to my mothers side. After a while she gathered composure, used a napkin to wipe her face and cleared her throat. I saw father brush a tiny drop of tear from the corner of his eyes, and I tried so hard to hide the shock on my face. In my twenty six years on earth, I had never seen El Russo sheared a tear and whatever this story was, my father seem to relate to it quite well as he wiped yet another tear from his eye. He tried to hide his little moment of weakness but it was too obvious, the great El Russo dropped not just a tear, but two. I drunk some water as mother cleared her throat again and begun to speak. “That little girls name was Sophia, our first child…” my eyes widened in shock, the water in my mouth spout out covering the plates before me. My broth
THE MAFIAS BETRAYED BRIDE: A Game of Revenge CHAPTER FIFTY
MARCELLA’S POV “You cant keep me in here for ever, open the damn door!” I yelled, my fist banging loudly on the door, yet there was no response. I had been in here for two days without food or water and I was getting weak. The harder I screamed and knocked on the door, the more energy I lost, and the more my fathers heart was hardened against me. “I am your daughter! Let me out of here” I pleaded with my last energy, I was drifting into unconsciousness when sharp rays of lights flooded the room from the corridor outside. The silhouette that formed at the door was that of a male. “Here, I’ve got you” he said lifting me up. “Antonio? You came for me?” I asked confused, for the the voice that came sounded exactly like Antonio’s. “Yes, I came, I am so sorry for leaving you alone” his voice soothing and comforting and even though he carried me on his strong arms, I still felt like I was laying on the rigid table in the room. My arm and neck hurt and I tried to adjust my self
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ANTONIO’S POV “Why is everyone trying to kill us since we arrived here?” Alvarez asked as we drove back home. “Who did you offend again Mijo?” Mother asked worriedly from the back seat she and Gabriella occupied. “I didn’t offend anybody mother” I said trying to be calm. “Then why? Why would this happen at your Abuela’s burial ?” She questioned. “ I don’t know mother! Father had too many enemies I can’t tell which of them is trying to kill us” “ don’t you dare blame this on your father, he lived his life and is resting now, handle your issues Antonio!” “I am doing that, I literally just took over the mafia” “ its almost a year Antonio, this place is no longer safe for me…for us” “I Know…” I said giving her a look through the rearview mirror. “That is why I have decided to take you back with me to Italy” I added. “What? I cant just leave?” Mother said shifting forward in her seat. “Isn’t that too sudden Bravta?” Alvarez asked, his eyes fixed on the road. “There’
THE MAFIAS BETRAYED BRIDE: A Game of Revenge CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
ANTONIOS POV Today was Thursday, my grandmothers funeral. The atmosphere around the house was gloomy, everyone was sad and grieving the loving and amiable person my Abuela was. She lived her life well and she would be missed dearly. I stepped out of the bathroom, allowing the water on my body to drip on the floor. The sun had begun rising , its rays peeping sharply through the sky’s blue garments. I threw on my attire for the day, a black suit with a matching black leather shoes. I drenched myself in some woody cologne and gave my self a final look before heading downstairs. The living room was well decorated with some of grandmother’s favorite flowers. Her casket lay on a table close to the dining area with seats arranged facing the casket. Mother had decided last minute to cut down the number of guests and to make it as quiet as possible. I approached the casket with firm steps, spent a few seconds absorbing grandma’s look for one very last time. She looked peaceful, a tiny sm
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ANTONIO’S POV Its been a few days and Alejandros wound had healed well, but for a little limp in his gait, one couldn’t tell he was just shot in the thigh a few days back. Gabriella had been very helpful, taking care of Alvarez’s wound. She and mother had built a strong bond these last few days and they chatted easily like long time friends. I was slightly grateful for that as it helped mother go quickly through the grieving process. Abuela’s body was at the morgue and we had started preparations towards the funeral tomorrow. Mother had great help from Gabriella with preparations and arrangements. I had sent out invitations to a few family and friends and we expected a huge turn out. Grandmother was loving and welcoming, everybody loved her. It was sad to watch her go, but deep down, I was glad she could finally get some rest. “Glad to see you back on your feet man” I said to Alvarez as he approached me at the living room. “All thanks to you and Gabriella” he said flinching
THE MAFIAS BETRAYED BRIDE: A Game of Revenge CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
MARCELLA’S POV My voice echoed across the room as I kept screaming for mercy. The silence was deafening and the sound of my own voice bouncing off the walls scared me, I decided it was better I remained quiet. The dark room sent chills down my spine, there was a single window high up in the wall through which I could see the moon. It wasn’t bright, a half moon almost completely covered by dark clouds as it threatened to rain. I knew there was surely light in the room, I just didn’t know where the switch was. I shut my eyes tightly , inviting more darkness as I tried to focus on the space I now find my self. That didn’t help so I opened them almost immediately. My plan was to keep to the walls and do a complete circle all the way back to the door. I kept my palm pressed against the wall as I took one gentle step after the other, sobbing quietly as I went round , trying hard to avoid looking towards the center of the room. By the time I got back to the door, I was desperate, ru
