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THE MAFIAS BETRAYED BRIDE: A Game of Revenge CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
ANTONIO’S POVIn a swift moment, I lifted her off the floor, her soft ass resting on my arms. She was quiet heavier than she looked making me grunt a little, but my attention was quickly shifted back to her lips as I took them in my mouth. She tasted like vanilla and ice. I started walking towards the bedroom without breaking the kiss, then I lay her gently on the bed. She watched me with soft cozy eyes that drew me in. I kept my eyes focused on hers as I slowly peeled off her dress, she licked her lips seductively leaving a trace of moisture on them. Soon, she was left in only her bra and black tongs, she looked hot and I couldn’t keep my eyes off her body. I moved over even more slowly and stroked my tongue along her jawline, a soft moan escaped her mouth urging me to go on. My tongue descended onto her neck as I nibbled hungrily on it ensuring I left my mark on her. My hand shifted to the space just between her thighs and I felt her desperate attempt to grind on my hand. I kne
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MARCELLA’S POV“Hey Princess” Antonio called as soon as my eyes flung open. I shifted uneasily on the bed as I scanned the tray beside me. “I brought you breakfast “ he said looking pleased with his handiwork. “ here, take a bite, I made it myself” he urged presenting a half burnt bread. “Uh, sure that looks delicious” I said avoiding the bread by all means. “Come on its not that bad, just try it” he encouraged. I could tell he put a lot of effort into this tray of ashes, and I didn’t want him to feel bad so I went ahead and gave it a bite.“Urgh Its that bad Antonio” I said immediately spitting out the piece of bread and soothing my taste buds with a glass of juice.“Well I tried” he shrugged then took a bite.“Come on, I will make us breakfast” I said getting out of the bed a little too clumsily as I slipped causing the juice to spill on the bed.“ oh, I’m so sorry, I’m clumsy “ I apologized.“ its okay princess I’ve got this” he said and started cleaning up the mess.“Than
Last Updated : 2024-11-27THE MAFIAS BETRAYED BRIDE: A Game of Revenge CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
ANTONIO’S POV The rage in my heart was full blown as I shoved Alvarez aside. “ get out the fucking way!” I yelled descending the stairs to the basement. My heart pounding loudly from anger, my fingers coiled into a fist as I approached Lucas. He looked up at me just as my fist landed a heavy blow on his cheek sending blood flying from his mouth over the floor. He spat, then looked at me with confusion as I grabbed the collar of his shirt, my fist delivering continuous blows on the same cheek. The mans face was soon swollen, his eye lost in the valley of his swollen eyelids. An arm grabbed me from behind. “That’s enough Bravta, enough!” Alvarez pleaded pulling me away from Lucas. I breathed heavily allowing my nerves to relax. ‘Why?why?’ I thought. ‘ why would she insist on a topic I’ve clearly ask her to ignore.? Why does she want me to feel bad for what happened as if it wasn’t self defense. Why does she pity Lucas and not me?’ the questions run endlessly through my head.
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CHAPTER 26 ANYONIO’S POV The smile on my face dropped immediately, my eyes scanned her from head to toe taking in her intimidating height. The woman that stood before me had become an enemy overnight, and I had never imagined setting eyes on her after all this time. “Oh what a coincidence” she giggled. Two men in dark suits and shades stood behind her, one keeping the door open and the other holding a ladies bag I assumed was hers. They could be her security detail, I guessed and fought back the urge to laugh at the thought of she having a personal security detail. “I could swear you are stalking me Lola” I said between my teeth. “I’m sorry ma’am but you have to keep moving, you are blocking the doorway” a security guard said to her , she threw him an angry look before deciding to step outside fully, her guards taking advantageous positions beside her. I drew Marcella closer to a spot beside me protectively. “Whats going on” she whispered once settled beside me. “Don’t w
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MARCELLA’S POV I stormed away angrily, my frustration worsened by the car door’s decision to remain closed despite my vigorous tag at it. I walked back angrily to Antonio and grabbed the keys from him, I could literally feel all eyes on me as I walked back to the car. I didn’t give a hoot, all I wanted now was to get away from who ever Lola was. From inside the car, I could see the woman cup Antonios face, my heart pounded loudly as the tears gathered in my eyes. He clearly had a solid history with this woman, she seem like a very important part of his life and even though he seemed angry or tried to look angry at her, I couldn’t help but feel he still had some sort of deep rooted feelings for her. I really can’t be sure, but my instincts are almost always right. I saw him yank her hands off his face, but it probably took a little too long for him to decide on doing that. Was I jealous?, no I mean why should I be?, it wasn’t like Antonio and I had an official relationship. In-fa
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MARCELLA’S POVI tossed endlessly in bed throughout the night, I couldn’t fall asleep. In the last few months a lot had happened in my life, I had major life decisions to make and I couldn’t think straight.The clock on my bedside table showed it was a few minutes to seven, I stepped into the bathroom and took a quick shower. I then searched my closet and came out with a blue and white poker dot dress that reached just above my knee. I decided it was perfect for my mission today, then brushed my hair and gathered them in a pony tail leaving a thick strand in either sides of my face.I slipped on some short heels and elevated my face a little with some mild makeup, looked at myself in the mirror for the last time and stepped out the door.“Where are you going?” Alejandro asked when we met in the living room.“None of your business” I said and kept walking.“Would you tell me at-least?” Moms voice emerged from her room.“Am not allowed to go out anymore?” I asked no one in particular.
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MARCELLA’S POV “No, no, that cant be , I haven’t even had chance to see him yet” I said as the tears flowed. Micheals mother had grabbed my hands tightly. “That can’t be” she kept repeating. “I am so sorry ma’am” the doctor said and walked away. Mrs Cabello rushed into the room with me right at her heels. Goosebumps settled on my skin as I entered, the atmosphere was tense and the screen that faced me projected a thin straight line. Its cables connected to various parts of Micheals body, a nurse stood by disconnecting them one after the other. Mrs Cabello took Micheal’s right hand while I settled at his left side next to the nurse. His hands were still warm when I took them, his eyes were shut and he looked peaceful. I couldn’t bring myself to form any words as I watched his chest remain flat with no movement. “Micheal…” I called quietly, his moms gentle sobs filled the room and I couldn’t decide whether to comfort her now or spend this last moment with Micheal. I was alread
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MARCELLA’S POV I nervously inserted the key into the ignition, trying hard not consider the clear possibility that Zak could be behind Micheals death. The Mexicans had tortured him and when they realized he was still alive, Zak came to finish the job to send a signal to me?. ‘Why couldn’t they just leave him alone?’ I thought. Mrs Cabello had said he made a mild improvement in his vitals, he could have survived, he really could, but I showed up and now he is gone. Was my decision not to visit him a good one or not, as it stands now it was clear I led Zak right to Micheal. And now he is dead, its all my fault , why should Michael suffer for my actions or inactions. I couldn’t shake off the feeling of guilt that had wrapped me and was lost in thoughts when a soft vibrating sound emerged from the car. I searched the car for the source of the vibration. Inside the glove compartment a small mobile device reflected its light, the screen showing , ‘30missed calls.’ It was Antonio’s
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