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Tangled With The Mafia King You are exactly my type
CarrieWhen the car came to a halt and we all alighted, the view of a raging sea greeted us eagerly and that scenery almost made my jaws drop in surprise. But, I looked behind me and the magnificent building that stared back at me from a distance did the job of prying my lips apart in shock.While I felt the looseness of the sand around my light slippers, I faced the beautiful view of the ocean and I got mesmerised by the way the full moon haggardly settled at the end of the unresting water body.“It’s quite a view, isn’t it?” Eduardo softly commented behind me and I could not help but agree. Alessandro quietly settled next to me and said nothing. And Eduardo continued talking while he massaged the ground with his shoes, “You will have a swell time living here. I think the ocean view will be the best for the baby.”“It’s a great view for me.”“I think Alessandro likes it as well.” We both glanced at the stoic man who was now barely unbothered by the spots of deep red blemishes on his
Tangled With The Mafia King Good boy
CarrieFor what seemed like an eternity, extreme silence overpowered the moment, and I almost heard the rapid beating I felt against my chest.But it took Alessandro clearing his throat and taking the first step forward to break the ice. The man, Frank Maximus, moved closer as well. And even though I could not see their faces properly, I got the feeling that they were doing a mini face-off.“Frank Maximus,” Alessandro bitterly spat the man’s name, his hands tucked into his wet and somewhat sandy pants.“You know who I am,” the unexpected visitor remarked, his hands pocketed as well.Gosh… I doubt I can ever get used to the peculiarity of Frank’s voice. I don’t even want to. Seeing Frank at that moment was just a trigger. He reminded me of the terrible past I was trying to shed, he reminded me that my father willingly sold me off without remorse.“What are you do
Tangled With The Mafia King Bloodthirsty
AlessandroI have a strange habit.Whenever things don’t go my way, I act insane. I do things like walking towards the brink of the ocean or shaving a newly cut hair into an extremely low one. Sometimes I starve myself as punishment and do nothing but drink wine. On other days, I go easy on myself by getting a tattoo or two.On this crazy night, I decided to walk barefoot. I am on my way to a small house which is a walkable distance from my new home. Well, our new home.The fact that I was taking a risk by leaving Carrie by herself seeped into my mind and I paused my slow steps to take a brief look at the house.Then, seconds later, I continued walking, still not caring about the fact that my feet could bruise if I happen to stumble upon sharp things. But in the past, a lot of sharp objects have pierced numerous parts of my body, I am sure I can take a little more hurt.As long as I punish myself enough for wh
Tangled With The Mafia King Pyschopath
CarrieTruthfully, it has been so long since I had a very proper night of sleep. Sleeping to the sound of ocean waves must have done a good job because I feel refreshed, energetic, and ready to face a new day.But before I face the day, I need to face Alessandro, after all, he was the first person that came to my mind.Without stress, I sat up, all covered by a thick blanket and I observed the neatness of my new room. Well, our new room.It sure feels weird to refer to pluralize Alessandro and me, but it doesn’t feel wrong. The smile that’s growing on my lips as I recalled our little moment the previous night was enough to know that thinking about Alessandro in that new light was not wrong.I was about to call out to Alessandro when I felt a small pang in my stomach. It didn’t last for two seconds, but it concerned me. And it made the need to reach out to Alessandro grow. It is necessary that I go back to the hospital.But when I got off the bed to search for my phone, I recalled that
Tangled With The Mafia King Rough handle
AlessandroWhile it would have been easy to fight off the person who attacked me from the back, it became difficult to leave that room because it was soon filled with men who turned out to be working for a crucial rival of the CDP gang.When their annoying leader walked in with pride in his gait, I felt anger rise within me since the gang-up meant I wouldn’t reach Carrie faster.The gang-up also meant that I was cornered in a way I didn’t like. While I would be able to fight the men and get away, but Eduardo might not. He derives joy in torture, but he has never lifted a hand in a fight.So, my concern for him became the reason I allowed Cockeye’s silence which persisted till a new dawn met us.Since it hurriedly became morning, the light of the day allowed me a full view of the reason the man was called Cockeye- he had little penis tattoos drawn around his left eye. I wonder why he didn’t add balls- perhaps he doesn’t have one.But as minutes passed and as the sun rose and announced
Tangled With The Mafia King Ocean
Alessandro“Alessandro!” Eduardo snapped me out of the trance my soul was about to fall into.This is the type of situation I always thought I would never be in, but after I experienced something similar during the last moments that led to my mother’s death, I begged myself to never feel such a painful thing again.But there I was, my expanded eyes glued on Carrie whose peaceful state was scary enough to push my legs off the porch.So I ran. With all the insane emotions flowing within my soul, I ran until I met up with Eduardo and Frank who had successfully carried Carrie out of the car’s boot.“We don’t have time to waste, Alessandro!” Eduardo snapped words into my ears. “I’ll call for an ambulance and have them meet us on the way.”“Oh…” I have never felt this inactive before. During the disaster that befell my mother, I was at least able to push past my emotions and do something. But right now, I am nothing but a soulless fool who can’t lift a finger to at least save the woman he m
Tangled With The Mafia King Take care of him
CarrieI am aware that the last time I was conscious, Mr. Calmar had just shown me a side of him I never suspected he had. I know that he did something to me that made me slip into darkness.But now that I am partially awake after seconds or maybe minutes of stillness, I am more scared than usual. And that is because someone keeps pressing my hand as though accessing my flesh before deciding to butcher it.And since there was a huge chance that Mr. Calmar was about to do something weird to my body, I fought to gain full consciousness. But it wasn’t easy to get out of the state I was in. My brain was aware that the rest of my body was refusing to move, so it urged my body to do the needful, but nothing happened.And that was the battle I fought for minutes until my eyes snapped open and I realised that I was not in the real world earlier. I was in a fragment of my semi-consciousness… I think.Glad that I was feeling alive and that every part of my body seemed to be intact, I slowly pee
Tangled With The Mafia King Dominate me
CarrieTwo days later, the doctor saw fit to discharge me and soon, I was outside, breathing in the air which I had been craving.There’s just something about hospitals that irks me if I stay in them for too long. Perhaps it’s the constant presence of people in the corridors or the fact that the mutuality of life and death was more prominent in the hospital.Either way, I am out of that place and I can’t wait to go back to sorting out my life.“Watch your step, Carrie.”I looked up at Alessandro who was observing my movements more than I was and I must say, he has been acting weird since the attempt on my life.He’s nicer, more caring, and very attentive, it almost seems like a scam.“Alessandro…” He reached for my arm and helped me down the last staircase. “I am fine, Alessandro.”“I know that.”“Then why are you acting otherwise?” I gently jerked my arm out of his grip. “I am out of trouble. I feel fine. Our baby is fine, so-”“Trouble never ceases to show up, Carrie.” Alessandro wa
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