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THE MAFIAS BETRAYED BRIDE: A Game of Revenge CHAPTER ELEVEN
MARCELLAS POV Dinner was pretty much quiet, no one said anything peculiar. I had expected father to throw more light on this new business deal as the anticipation was killing me, however, I knew not to over step boundaries and ask too many questions. Zak kept busy in his phone only occasionally engaging me in one random conversation or the other. In this brief interaction, I had gathered he was an underground dealer, pretty new in the business but good at what he does. I didn’t grabs what exactly he deals in as he avoided the questions severally. I also learned from our conversation that, he had joined police academy but could not complete his training because he suffered some depression when both his parents died around that time. He however still had a few corrupt connections in the academy that gave him solid police intel relevant for his business. Occasionally when Zak was buried in his phone, Uncle Tee would stretch his neck to peek and when my eyes met his, he gave some
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MARCELLAS POVWe stayed hidden behind the sofa, at this point it was just Uncle Tee and Alejandro against the dozen men firing their guns at us. I would have counted my self as part but I had no knowledge about firearms even though I was raised in a mafia house.Uncle Tee and Alejandro exchanged a nod in unison then got up simultaneously, firing their guns across the room.“Go, go, go,” Uncle Tee yelled over the loud gun sounds.“Be ready to jump” Alejandro said dragging me with him.“Huh” I replied just as we jumped off the building through the shattered glass window into the ocean down below.It took a while for my lungs to adjust to the new surface area, nonetheless , I pushed up to the surface of the water quite easily. I couldn’t see my brother anywhere at the surface neither could I remember seeing Uncle Tee jump behind us. My brother was a good swimmer like myself hence I expected him to show up on the water surface any moment. I scanned the water surface one more time and c
Last Updated : 2024-11-19THE MAFIAS BETRAYED BRIDE: A Game of Revenge CHAPTER THIRTEEN
MARCELLA’S POVFive days had passed, and there was no sign of Uncle Tee, no word from the Mexican mafia either. The awful silence around the manor was painful and tiring, no one had visited the manor the entire week not even fathers down-liners.El Russo himself had spent most of his time sitting on the balcony upstairs staring into space. Occasionally I would see him deeply lost in thoughts, he was clearly grieving his brother but tried not to look weak before us.This morning, one of the guards had informed me that, father wanted me at the club tonight. I hadn’t stepped foot there in almost eight years but this wasn’t the time to get on father’s nerves.I was nervous as the club wasn’t a place that resonated with my soul. By the time evening came, I was already dressed and ready for the club and by eleven pm, father and I had arrived.The smell of smoke and hard liquor quickly filled my nostrils, I wiggled my nose briefly allowing it to adjust to the new smell. Several sweaty bodi
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MARCELLA’S POVMy feet lifted off the ground propelled forward by relief and excitement, my arms spread out like a butterfly freed from its cocoon as I run towards Uncle Tee. I wrapped my arms around his torso, a bulge in his shirt poked me and I flinched playfully as my uncle hugged me back with a weak smile.“I knew you would make it” I said looking up at him.“Well what do we say…”“Uncle Tee always survives” we said in unison our voice spreading across the room as eyes shifted from the dead body lying on the floor to my Uncle and I.“Welcome home man” my brother said patting him on the shoulder. “We need to talk Marcella” uncle said to me sounding serious all of a sudden.I was about asking how he survived and escaped the Mexican mafia, but his tone alerted me there was a more serious issue at hand. “What is it uncle Tee” I asked, grabbing a seat nearby. Father had wheeled his chair away from us and was now talking to Big Jim, the man behind the money counting machine. I
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ANTONIO’S POVIt was almost a month after the shooting, the kill order was still in place yet Marcella insisted she had to go back to the Russo manor. I tried to make her stay, for her to understand she was still in danger. The shooter had been taken out by Alvarez, but I knew there were other people in search of her. Her reckless act of calling her mother easily revealed our location putting not only her life in danger but that of me and my crew. We had to move to a different location, but I asked Alvarez to keep watch over her, after-all, the last clause of the contract clearly stated, if we ever get intimate, she remains mine till I choose let her go. I honestly doubt she read the entire contract, but for now, Marcella is still mine and I have to keep an eye on her.Alvarez had informed me of every little adventure she had been on recently, and I was angry at her for promising herself in marriage to Razak Salem. He was Salvador’s right hand man, I would never have imagined he had
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ANTONIO’S POV I sat quietly at one corner of the restaurant, nervously looking round for her. My eyes hidden behind a pair of dark glasses and a cap over my head as disguise. A shabby drawing of my face was circulating throughout the town and I couldn’t risk being seen in public now. However, this was my only chance to speak to Marcella without her family seeing me. My palms became sweaty and it annoyed me, I was not the type to get scared of anything, neither was I the type to get nervous about meeting a woman. But the sweat trickling down my back proved I was indeed very nervous. I rubbed my palms together and took a sip of the cup of coffee before me.Marcella walked in gracefully, her long legs trapped in a pair of tight jeans, her breast hidden in a too large T shirt, her hair looked messy as it fell slightly on her face and her steps uncalculated. She looked like she had just being dragged out of bed to this place, yet she was beautiful. Her hips swayed from side to side as
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MARCELLA’S POVI was completely drenched by the time I got home. It had started raining heavily the moment I turned away from Antonio, the heavy rain diluting my tears and shielding it from passerby’s. I was broken, I was sad, but I tried to conceal my tears from Antonio. I tried not to turn around as I felt his heavy gaze at my back. I genuinely wanted to hug him back, but I didn’t want to seem too desperate, running into his arms at the least challenge life threw at me. I had to navigate this on my own, my sudden pledge to marry Zak had nothing to do with Antonio, and he wasn’t obliged to protect me anymore, I had to do this on my own.I had returned to the Russo manor hoping my family would understand me , hoping my mother would hug me and tell me it wasn’t my fault. Killing Salvador was self defense, I never could hurt a fly. But no, my family had to push me into the arms of another man. Forcing me into another unwanted marriage. What even shook my core was the possibility of the
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MARCELLA’S POVThe rain remained consistently heavy throughout the night and early parts of the morning but had started slowing down now. I had just woken up from what seemed like the longest sleep I’ve had in weeks, I did my bathroom business and threw a pair of shorts and crop top on. I was already late for breakfast as the entire family was already at the table by the time I got there. “ … and I got hit in the thigh just when I left my hiding place behind the chair” uncle Tee was saying when I walked in, the rest of the family silently listening. I settled into a chair at my usual spot at the table without speaking to anyone.“ I was just telling them how I ended up being caught by the Mexicans” uncle Tee said to me.“ mmmmmhh” I hummed chewing on a piece of pancake. He understood that as my ‘I don’t care’ cue and continued his narration.“I was beaten and you know…stuff I don’t want to talk about” he shrugged then continued without waiting for anyone’s comment. “Their motive
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THE MAFIAS BETRAYED BRIDE: A Game of Revenge CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
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
THE MAFIAS BETRAYED BRIDE: A Game of Revenge CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
MARCELLA’S POV We sat motionless as the Mexicans paraded my fathers manor. I had no idea what had happened to the security men outside, but for now, it was just us against these ruthless men. Salvador did a complete walk around the table and stopped behind my mother’s chair. She looked terrified, her hand shakily came to her face as she wiped tears from her eyes. Salvador picked a picture or two from the table and looked at them carefully. “Sophia right?” He asked no one in particular. “Pfft, I never even got to meet her” he chuckled , putting the pictures down. “I woke up that day with a huge bandage on my abdomen, and I didn’t understand what was happening, I was too young! Too young to give consent for my body parts to be removed” he said in a tone that sounded almost like a scream. “When I was old enough to understand what had happened, I was very upset with my father, and no matter how he tried to convince me it was a good deal, I could never understand how a parent co
THE MAFIAS BETRAYED BRIDE: A Game of Revenge CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
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’
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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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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
