THE VIKING MAFIA (…And Mary, the Mother of God)

THE VIKING MAFIA (…And Mary, the Mother of God)

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“Born in blood. Sworn in blood. You enter alive, you leave dead!” He spat and shot Hunter. He walked out of the room with his soldiers without looking back after wiping out a whole family of five. There is a cough in the serene room of the dead…

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Chapter 1

AUTHORS POV“Carlo! Calogero! Mary! Where are you all at!?” John Wicks’ voice echoed in the Wicks mansion. There was a hide and seek game between one of the richest man in Naples, Italy. He rolled from one point to the other with a white fabric covering his sight. His hands were swinging around like a floss dancer.The kids were chortling and rushing from behind one couch to the other. It was a great sight to behold. You’d agree with me that finding rich families having such family time is rare or better still impossible to see which causes a deficiency in the mental growth of kids.“You can’t see us dad!” Carlo, the youngest twin, whiffed while standing beside the white settee, very close to the packed brown Curtain. Calogero was on the other end with his mom holding his hand with Mary’s too. “I got you!!” Mister Wick snickered and grabbed Carlo from behind. Carlo struggled in his grasped while he tickled him. They were still enjoying the splendid moment when all of a sudden there

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Lorraine Heeps
Book ended at chapter 18. Is there a second book to this one?
2024-09-26 01:54:47
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Sumaya
Hi Author Are you planning on updating this novel ? Last update in March! Thanks
2023-09-30 13:00:26
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18 Chapters

Chapter 1

AUTHORS POV“Carlo! Calogero! Mary! Where are you all at!?” John Wicks’ voice echoed in the Wicks mansion. There was a hide and seek game between one of the richest man in Naples, Italy. He rolled from one point to the other with a white fabric covering his sight. His hands were swinging around like a floss dancer.The kids were chortling and rushing from behind one couch to the other. It was a great sight to behold. You’d agree with me that finding rich families having such family time is rare or better still impossible to see which causes a deficiency in the mental growth of kids.“You can’t see us dad!” Carlo, the youngest twin, whiffed while standing beside the white settee, very close to the packed brown Curtain. Calogero was on the other end with his mom holding his hand with Mary’s too. “I got you!!” Mister Wick snickered and grabbed Carlo from behind. Carlo struggled in his grasped while he tickled him. They were still enjoying the splendid moment when all of a sudden there
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Chapter 2

MARIA’S POV“Hi, please I need your help” a stranger's voice spat from behind me. I creeped my hand away from the tin of milk I was about to pick from the ledge in the grocery stall. I met a handsome and stunning man. He had brown curly hair with deep chestnut brown eyes. “Hi” I reciprocated with a smile. His body fitted perfectly in the thick blue shirt and gray pants he wore. “Please I need your help, I don’t know if you can help out” he echoed in his husky baritone voice. “Sure.” “Okay, so the thing is, I have been trying to make Ribollita, but then I just can’t seem to get anything together.” His right hand held his phone as he glided through the screen with his eyes gawking at it. His left hand hung behind his neck, scratching his hair in confusion. “Cooking is just so hard,” he added. I couldn’t hold back my chuckle. His expression was goldenly hysterical. “Okay, I think I can help out with that” I moved closer to him still chortling. “It’s all easy, you just have to know
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Chapter 3

MARIA’S POV“I have nothing, I am only a nun!” I shrieked with my eyes blindfolded with a cloak. Sweat leaked over my face. I felt a harsh pain on my wrist as I struggled to break free from the hold of the tie to the chair I was seated on.“Please, please just let me go,” I pleaded.There was almost silence in the room but there were faint footsteps I could still pick out amidst the tranquilly. My words were reverberating so I knew it was an empty and enclosed space.“Here she is boss” a burly voice roamed out of nowhere. I was already filled with trepidation and anxiety. My heart was pummeling the fastest it could. My palms were wet and I was on the verge of tearing up. I only watched kidnapping scenes in movies. Being in that position made my stomach churn. I could hear some soft Italian in the background. I wasn’t so sure how many voices I heard, but I think probably three different voices. “Please don’t harm me” I whimpered in fear with my whole body shivering. My legs itch as we
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Chapter 4

MARIA’S POV“Maria Goretti was born on October 16, 1890 Corinaldo, Province of Ancona, Marche, Kingdom of Italy.” I paused and mulled overcon what I was saying. It was time for Spiritual reading and I was the one to take that day. The last day to me taking my perpetual vows. Ironically, Maria Goretti was my name sake and there was more to it obviously. She also died by forceful rape and she was stabbed fourteen times to death. Everyone’s eyes were on me. My whole body was stiff. It was a month now after the grotesque incident. Though I told no one about it. It was too nefarious and stigmatic, so I was better off without telling them.“Maria!”Mother superior's voice sparked my consciousness back to life. I gasped and looked around as everyone peered up at me, waiting for me to continue. My hands were wet. “I’m sorry” I smiled. Yes it was fake, very fake, but it was a smile. Abbess’ gaze directed at me and I knew she felt something was off. I managed to clasp myself together and fin
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Chapter 5

MARIA“ Sister Maria Salvatore, after serious deliberation by the Senior Sisters of the order, I’m pitiful to say, but you have been excommunicated from the order of The Most Holy annunciation, on the footings of unchastity and debauchery which has led to you becoming unwantedly up the duff. On that note, you are advised to leave the Convent as soon as possible.” Mother superior's voice boomed. My whole body froze. My legs stiffened and my heart halted pulsing. Sizzling tears filed out from my eyes, flowing freely on my face. My lips quivered tremendously as the words kept resounding over and over in my head. I closed my eyes and pressed out more tears with a heavy sigh. I flipped my eyes open and watched as the four senior sisters of the order who sat lined together with Mother Superior seated in the middle. They all stood up at the same time and walked out of the consultation room. I sniffled and ceased my breath before releasing it furiously with more tears rolling out of my eyes.
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Chapter six

MARIA“How dare you even leave the house in the first place!?” Papà yelped with his hand firmly clasped on my chin. He pressed so solidly that my face hurt so bad. My legs were weak, and ricketing while my eyes drained in panic and horror as I stared at my Papà brutalizing me. He was extremely contumelious.“I…” just before I could complete this statement, he moved from my chin swiftly to my throat. It was tenser. I lost balance and could not breathe, face red, legs jiggling. My eyes spread out in fear and pain. Amidst the opacity in the room, I could still see the rage in his eyes. I was driven back to how he did the same thing to me when I was a child. He practically wrung my neck to death when I was ten years old when I tried to leave the house without his permission. “Do you even know the disgrace and humiliation you brought to my name and the Lazio Familia? Do you know!?” He roared and intensified in his choke. His eyes were fierce with irritation. I had my hand holding his wr
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Chapter 7

MARIAThe ambiance of the room was frenzied even more, an oven would be right for a vivid description. I stood like a prisoner that was about to be sentenced by the judicial panel. I darted my stare from Papà to Mamma and the consigliere. “As much as I do not want to see your filthy face and I wish I could just put a bullet through your head right now. But then, you have chosen yourself to be useless to me and the Outfit but then I am not going to allow that.” Papà hissed. My emotions tingled as I knew there was something greater coming. My heart thumped dejectedly. I swallowed large chunks of saliva instantly to try to push down the angst. “I am Salvatore Luca and no child of mine is going to bring shame to my name. You have humiliated me enough by running away from the house to only God knows where and worst of all you are with child. You left me to go live a life of a whore. Firstly, after an intent rumination on how to salvage the situation, I have decided that you are going to
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Chapter 8

MARIAIt was the next day, just a day more to the impending doom. It was afternoon and I was really peckish. I crutched on the bed with my legs braced upwards and my right hand rested on my kneecap. My stomach growled with hunger. Since I returned, I found it very hard to vacate my room. I didn’t want to see anyone. I’d call it a life of desolation and chagrin. But at that juncture, I trusted that my intestines would have snipped if I didn’t get food. I stood up from the bed abruptly in my white tee and brown palazzo pants. My hair was scattered but I bothered less about it. I hastily left the room feeling extremely dizzy as though my head was about to fall down. I waltzed down the stairs and hoped that I wasn’t going to see Papà. He was the least person I wanted to see. I felt guilty around him while in the real sense, I was culpable of nothing. I finally entered the kitchen. My eyes met the wolf eyes of two men close to the entrance, one holding a bottle of water while the other f
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Chapter 9

“I presume you are not delighted with this union”Dante spat just what I truly felt. My lips parted and my throat choked with air. I was surprised at the preciseness. He remained cold as before. I was lost and in a dilemma of what to respond with. I peered up at him.“Yes, I’m not” I allowed the truth from my mouth. His lips pulled taut. I wondered how he deciphered what I truly felt but then, I shouldn’t expect less from a Made man, he literally studies and tortures people for a living. There was a large part of me that was hopeful that he'd break the alliance after knowing that I am not happy with it. “Unfortunately you are bound to me” my hopes scrambled to the floor and shattered. My face fell from the little glory that it crept to. I should have known better that a Mafia wouldn’t care about a mere woman's emotions. They were rigid and felt nothing.He took a walk and sat on one of the black Adirondack chairs. He balanced perfectly on the chair and laid his strong arms on the sid
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Chapter 10

“Maria! Miss Maria!”I grunted and rumbled on the floor as I unhurriedly peeled my eyes open. My sight was blurry, feeble, and imprecise. I was weak and nauseous. My head was too heavy for me to lift. I finally seized sight of Bria standing in front of me. She was tapping me continuously and tried lifting me up from the floor. My throat was arid and my body was as heavy as the earth itself. Everything came arranging back into my memory when I saw myself lying in the pool of my blood. Indeed I didn’t die as I thought I would. Bria helped me up from the floor and placed me on the bed. My breathing was ragged and unstable. My chest, legs, stomach, and head hurt. My whole body hurt. It was the true definition of penury. I whined my eyes around and my tongue touched the tip of my patched lips. “I’m so sorry,” Bria said. She was in tears and fretting. She felt what I was going through. She saw the pain I went through and was still going through at that point but my family couldn't. I sti
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