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CarrieI took a deep breath.Then I told myself it would be easy to jump. But one more look at the height from my window to the cemented ground below was enough to change my thoughts.So, with a racing heart, I stuck with walking out of my room’s door and dodging my way past everyone in the hotel. That is a better option compared to jumping out a window.The exit door of my huge and exquisite room soon came into view. But as I pressed the golden handle of the door, my younger sister, Bri, spoke from the other side.“Carrie, are you done dressing? It is time for the final rehearsal.”I ran back on tiptoes to my previous plan. I just have to do it. I have to escape another night of rehearsals and listening to my aunties bicker about how their neighbour’s kids are turning rogue. I need to escape for a while before I am sold into eternal slavery.Slowly, I stretched a leg over the window sill and took another look at the death trap I was about to dare, the satchel around my neck dangling
Tangled With The Mafia King Should I ask him?
CarrieIf this strange, good-looking man was taken aback in the slightest way, he didn’t show. His storm-coloured eyes were as calm as possible and his voice failed to show high surprise at my strange request.I was expecting a little more reaction when I offered him to kiss me, but I am not backing down just yet. I can be weirdly persuasive when I want to be. And since I am letting loose tonight, things must work my way.So, with a gentle wiggle of my exposed shoulders, I leaned just a little closer and made my breath graze his lips as I asked, “Well? What do you say?”“Well?” His well-shaped thick brows quirked in question.I moved even closer. His eyes shifted. He must have wondered why I was doing what I was doing. Funny story... I don’t know either. “Are you going to kiss me or not? Or don’t you find me attractive anymore?”Our eyes met again and he huskily asked, “Are you drunk already? I see you have had a couple of mugs.”I sighed.This man is no fun. I was expecting a little
Tangled With The Mafia King An absolute gentleman
CarrieOne minute we were both rushing out of the bar as though we were worried about the moment fading as quickly as it came. The next, we were in his sleek car, on our way to his place.Now, we were in the reception of a grand hotel. From the gates, I could tell that it was a building rooted in huge money. But I was curious about one thing, so I asked, “Do you live in a hotel?”“Yes.” He didn’t stop walking as he fiddled with his pockets in search of something.So, I hastened my steps and asked, “Why?”“If you are going to ask this many questions, you might as well tell me your name.”I scrunched my lips. “Why should I? You won’t be seeing me again.”“Then stop with the questions.”“I see your point.” I got into the elevator with him. “You know,” I just couldn’t stay quiet, that is my way of making sure I don’t start feeling nervous, “in a normal one-night stand, we would be done with the sex by now.”His intoxicating and rich scent teased my nose once again as he peeled his eyes of
Tangled With The Mafia King Walk of shame? Please.
CarrieWith my soul amazingly draped in comfort, I stirred out of my sleep. I do not know if it’s because the bed was extremely comfortable… But that sleep was one of the best I have had. And that is strange.Who sleeps peacefully after a one-night stand?Me. I am that person.My eyes opened to the sight of the gorgeous stranger who was still sleeping beside me. At that moment, I wished I was with my phone. For some reason, I wanted to keep his image in my head and my phone. The peace on his face was a lovely sight and it made me guess that he was someone who was doing something meaningful with his life.But before I could spend tons of minutes staring at the stranger who gave me one of the best nights, I realised that it was time to leave. So, I carefully got off the bed and landed my feet on the ground.I grabbed my satchel which I had kept closer after I woke up in the middle of the night to bathe.He was awake then but he was busy with his laptop and I knew better than to disturb
Tangled With The Mafia King Give me my award, people
CarrieBoredom is a disease. I’ll tell you.Two weeks have already passed since my father’s decision to call off the marriage. But I have been stuck in my room since then. And now, I think that my hotel room is my designated purgatory. Nothing I did was fun.Even Netflix was boring to me.Shocking, right?I mean, I should be jumping and throwing pillows recklessly since I am not getting married to a stranger anymore.But no, I just went into the bathroom to take my fourth shower. Yesterday, I took six showers. I truly deserve an award for the cleanest woman of the week.So, give me my award, people.But, man, I miss LA. I wish I could escape this hell and go back to my usual life. But no, my father refused to show me his face ever since he sent Gary to announce the wedding annulment.And since I can’t run away to LA without letting my father know how grateful I was for his decision, I have to stay put.A sigh was already leaving me when a knock came on my door. I was expecting it to b
Tangled With The Mafia King A deep hole inside me
CarrieNo, no, no. No.That can’t be right.“Carrie?” I looked up at my Dad, my mind in jeopardy. “When did you and Frank get intimate? Why don’t you want to get married then?”Uh? Intimate? Frank?Wh-What is my old man talking about?My father must have sensed that I was not ready to give him a response, so he faced Frank who had been busy pressing his phone with rigour until the news bomb was dropped.“Frank...” As my Father called the man, my eyes that were squinted out of fear darted in the his direction. “You never told me you and Carrie finally hit it off.”“Hit what off?”Oh my. My dad is going to lose it soon. Oh, I am eternally doomed.Excitedly, my father replied to Frank, saying, “Didn’t you hear? Carrie is pregnant.” His dark eyes shined brighter than they ever have and the happiness my father was displaying made him look pitiful. “Frank, this calls for celebration. This is-”“Sir…” An air of darkness overpowered Frank’s stance. Before he continued, his eyes met mine, he j
Tangled With The Mafia King Wishing for a miracle
CarrieThe next day, I found myself at the location indicated on the card the hotel’s receptionist gave me. The huge building that was supposedly Alessandro’s company was an architectural firm built in solitude, far away from most business buildings in that area.This time, Gary was not available, so I had to take a taxi and walk some distance before I got to the building.Soon, I walked past the gates and towards the building that was constructed uniquely and technically. Well, it is expected of such a firm to be unique about the construction of their building.But is it strange that I think their building looks like a jug that has been sliced in half?Oh well…I entered a room that was empty save for some chairs that lay beside a staircase that ran all the way up.Well, I am definitely not climbing it.So, I turned to my left and walked to the elevator and a few seconds later, I was led into a chilly room.“Good afternoon,” I called the attention of the man behind the desk who had c
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Alessandro“Spit it out,” I ordered while I tried hard to stay calm in the midst of chaos.“Mm…Mmm Mmm…” The bastard kneeling in front of me uttered incoherent words and I lost it. He has been hoarding something important inside his mouth and since it was something he would be unable to swallow, he made sure to keep his mouth.But I don’t have time for such games.So, I faced the butler beside me and reached for the gun he deliciously presented on his gold tray.With charisma in my action, I toyed with the weapon for some minutes. My eyes tinged with joy as I ran my fingers through the blackness of the gun and I began to feel the rush I hadn’t felt in weeks.My impatient self faced the bastard and the fear in his eyes told me that I was already torturing him.Of course, in the face of a deadly weapon, fear is only normal.But you know what? I consider fear an annoying reaction.People tremble in the worst ways when they are caught doing things they shouldn’t be doing and I find that h
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CarrieAlessandro and I sat in silence for a very long time. We held hands and stared at the sea and the way it displayed its beauty while the wind played with it.Then, after many minutes, I asked, “How have you been?”Alessandro faced me, his gorgeous eyes making my heart skip as though it was the first time meeting him. “Before a few moments ago, I have been shitty. Very shitty.”His response tempted me to imagine how terrible things were for him when my father captured me. But a glimpse of that imagination made my heart ache, so I quickly dumped that idea.“I am sorry, Alessandro.“Why?”“My father caused us so much pain. He uh-” I lowered my head while a faint memory of how I suffered in that dark room seeped into my mind.“Don’t think about it, Carrie.” Alessandro’s soft gaze met mine. “It is too sad.”“It happened, Alessandro. How do I face it if I don’t think about it?”“Carrie.” A crack entered his voice and for some seconds, he bit into his lips. “You were in hell back there
Tangled With The Mafia King I love you, my flower
Alessandro“Mr. Valante,” the doctor dragged me out of my deep thoughts.“How is she?” After Carrie asked a question that made my entire soul crash, she lost consciousness and we had to rush her to the hospital.“Thankfully, we were able to stabilise her, but she needs to be watched for some days. While we wait, we’ll run necessary tests and take care of her to the best of our ability.”“Will she be fine?” That was all I wished to know.“Yes. I believe she will overcome this.” The doctor still had questions. “From the chart I got from the patient’s previous hospital, it indicated that she was pregnant.”My throat felt heavier. “She… She lost the baby, didn’t she?”He sighed. Then he nodded. “We will have to test for an overdose. Especially for Diclofenac and Misoprostol. It is possible that they were given to the patient regularly. If that turns out to be true, the culprit will be charged with murder. That’s as far as I know.”“Thank you, doctor. But…” I hesitated to ask my question bu
Tangled With The Mafia King Welcoming darkness
CarrieWhen my eyes opened again, I felt strange, I felt clean. But that feeling failed to override the disappointment I felt when I realised that I was still alive.Darkness surrounded me as usual and emptiness joined the party.And all I could do was stare at nothing and wait for the worst to happen.Many moments later, the door opened and the light came on.Gary stepped into the room.“You are awake,” he said, his hand carrying a tray of what seemed to be food.I could have scoffed at that sight if I had the strength. At this point, eating is meaningless. I doubt I would be able to swallow anything.“You should eat,” Gary continued. He knelt and dropped the tray on the floor. “It has been days since you had anything. You should at least eat something.”“Gary…” My voice was greatly weak as usual.“Yes, Carrie?” I listened as he dragged himself closer. “What is it? Do you need to go to the bathroom? You don’t have to make a mess here anymore. It is unhealthy.”“I…” I focused on the ce
Tangled With The Mafia King Tears, more tears and her father's torture
AlessandroI have lost my mind.I’ll keep losing my mind.I’ll keep letting images of Carrie haunt me in dreams and real life. I’ll continue to be a version of myself I’ll never understand as long as things continue this way.It’s been a month since Carrie’s disappearance and everything has turned upside down. After a long day of locating Carrie to no avail, I resort to a lifestyle that makes me furious with myself.I can’t stop it though. Right now, it’s the only way I know to survive.And that’s why I won’t back away from crushing the head of the man kneeling in front of me with the end of my gun.That’s right. I went back to CDP.I thought it was the only place I could be fairly sane while I searched for Carrie.But what happens now that I’ve lost a great deal of my sanity? I guess I’ll just have to go with the flow of things and see if I’ll lose every other thing in my life.After all, it seems I’m about to lose Carrie.The grip I had on the man’s hair loosened and I staggered bac
Tangled With The Mafia King Laughter from my father
( Trigger Warning for chapters ahead: Mild imagery related to miscarriage. Please take note.)CarrieA groan left my lips and I opened my eyes. My sight settled on an unfamiliar ceiling and for many seconds, I blinked furiously while my mind fell into deep confusion.The purely white ceiling also seemed to mess with my mind because I couldn’t bring myself to think about the last thing that happened to me. The more I racked my mind, the more a strange pain wrapped around my head.I also tried to move but nothing happened. I attempted calling for Alessandro, but my lips were unmovable, and my throat felt weird as well.So, all I could do was stare at the ceiling.But, minutes later, I discovered that my hearing sense was working quite fine when a rather manly footstep filled the room. Hearing that made me eager to move, I wished to know who the person was.The person decided to spare me the trouble.“Hello, Carrie.” The voice was familiar. “You are finally awake.” The person moved close
Tangled With The Mafia King Guilt and Tears
Carrie“What did you just say?” I rushed to the front door, my hands managing to push Alessandro to the side. I could not recognize the tall man I almost jammed chests with. “Who passed away? Which Mr. Edwards?”The man faced Alessandro. And I did the same.“Alessandro. What is he talking about? Who is dead?”Alessandro peeled his eyes off mine. “Calistus, grazie. Let’s talk some other time.”“Alessandro!” I stomped a foot on the ground. “Please…”With a hand, he hugged me from behind and closed the door. “Why are you trying to harm yourself? Relax, Carrie.”“How can I relax?” At this point, my eyes started to well tears because Alessandro’s hesitation was enough to tell that the mentioned Mr. Edwards was indeed my father. “My… My father is dead.”“Carrie…”“Don’t even lie to me. Don’t lie to me.”“Carrie…” He settled me on the nearest couch. Our eyes met and my lips wore an ugly expression while incoming tears bloated my throat.“It’s… It’s my father, isn’t it?” Alessandro sighed and
Tangled With The Mafia King We are married now
CarrieThree days later, we left the hotel and headed for our home, the modern bungalow that continues to take my breath each time I set my eyes on it.But as Alessandro drove to our destination, I noticed that he was quiet in a way that told me that he was already swimming in regret. I considered reaching for his hand to assure him that I will always be available for him to talk to, but it would be unwise to become a distraction while he’s driving.So, I adjusted my position and postponed my thoughts.“Carrie?”“Yes, Alessandro? Hmm.” I shook my head as though I just said something forbidden. “That’s wrong. Yes, my husband?”Alessandro could not hold back his loud laughter. It erupted in a way that instantly made my heart fly with joy.“Why is that so good to hear?” he asked.“Because it is the truth.” I brought my left hand to his face. “We are married. I am your wife and I am your husband.”His affection-filled eyes racked my body and I felt my cheeks flush, I almost bit into my li
Tangled With The Mafia King Objections and sacrifices
CarrieAs I walked, a lovely piano sound filled the air and that helped me stay focused on Alessandro only.The man was not exactly smiling, but the gaze he carried held and drew me closer and closer until the distance between us was closed.“Hello, my flower,” he greeted once he took my arm off Eduardo’s.“Hello.” I sounded like a shy bride who was yet to know the ways of a marital bed.“You look absolutely beautiful.”“So do you.”He leaned closer and lowered his voice some more, “Your neck looks sexy.”My hairdo allowed a full exposure of my neck. I am aware that my neck is one of the sexiest features of my body, so I smiled knowingly at his sentence and if it were possible, I wished to have a kiss planted there.“Hmm…” The slightly aged man behind us cleared his throat. “I was informed that this is meant to be a short ceremony, so we will keep it short.” He eyed Alessandro and me till we took a few steps away from each other. “Dearly beloved, we gathered on this fine day to celebr
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CarrieTrue to Alessandro’s words, our wedding was slated to be held a week after the proposal. And after many hours of rigorous preparation for what was meant to be a lowkey wedding, the morning of our new start arrived and I woke up feeling extremely nervous.And things got worse when I looked down at the outdoor wedding setup from the window of the small hotel we booked. And it became extremely worse when I took a look around my room and realised that I was alone with my simple wedding gown hanging on a grand rack opposite my bed.I know that I have been alone for a while, but at this moment when I am sitting down on my bed and staring at my gown, it hits me more and more that I am really by myself. I don’t even have anyone to walk me down the aisle.I at least had my Uncle for the first wedding.But then, I can hold a side of my stomach and imagine my baby is walking me down the aisle as I proceed to marry his or her father.I do wonder if my child will be a boy or a girl.“Sister
