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Tangled With The Mafia King History
AlessandroAs though I had just said something extremely out of place, the woman in front of me froze and refused to give me a response. That was not the reaction I expected.Even though I was going to wait until the end of the twenty-four-hour timer I gave her, I became suspicious of the number of minutes Kante was spending in Miss Edwards’s room. Kante truly has a woman he is currently seeing, but that won’t stop him from hitting on Miss Edwards. Unlike me, he is natural with ladies and doesn’t turn away anyone who catches his attention.That’s why I hurriedly rushed to my late mother’s untouched room and grabbed the ring she passed down to me after she got tired of mourning my father’s demise.“Miss Edwards?” I called the woman who was still mute and wide-eyed. “Say something.”“I…”“If you say no…” My head tilted to the side and I noted how wrinkled the side of her eyes became while she tried to evade my gaze. “... that will be a wrong answer.”“I can’t say no?”“Why would you say
Tangled With The Mafia King Because you are mine
CarrieIs this man aware that he is hurting me? Does he know that his touch is causing my wrist and my soul to suffer a pain I have never felt?The harshness I heard in his voice as he demanded a response from me managed to rip apart the little courage I had managed to build. When he was in the room earlier, the way he asked me to marry him caused me to fall into so much confusion that I decided to train myself to not give in to his request no matter what.But this man is back in front of me. A question waiting to be answered fell from his lips, his eyes peered into mine and the grip he had on my wrist allowed me to have contact with the wetness of his naked chest.It was that weird feeling of touching something damp that caused me to fully realise the state of the man in front of me. His towel was shamelessly hanging low around his waist and I could almost see the one part of him I shouldn’t get close to.But the fact tha
Tangled With The Mafia King We are not done
CarrieIt was from me.I farted.But you know what? I am not embarrassed. Even though my eyes are closed right now, I am barely embarrassed.I know the fart was a moment-ruiner. But hear me out… It was for the best. I say so because I finally found that tiny part of me that didn’t want that moment to happen.So, now that I am back to my senses I should gently walk out and pretend nothing happened.“Where are you going?” In conjunction with the sternness in his voice, Alessandro’s hold on my waist refused to budge and I opened my eyes. “We are not done.”“Huh…” He is serious. He is not budging! “It… It might start to smell.”“Who cares?”“Huh?” This man keeps surprising me. I know that farting is a natural phenomenon but it can be annoying when it comes with a smell. And I know for a fact that my gas smells from time to time. My head tilted to the left and with confusion in my voice, I repeated, “It might start to smell.”“It’s just you and me in here.” He quickly licked his lower lip.
Tangled With The Mafia King A vicious smile
CarrieI don’t think I’ll ever forget the feeling that came with Alessandro’s impassioned touches.It was already the next day, I slept and woke up to a bright afternoon and I can still feel the effect of his touch.Things weren’t so fiery the first time we blindly got together and that made me wonder if Alessandro was one of those men who are rumoured to be monsters in bed, the type that always hides under simple human actions.If that is the case, I think I am in bigger trouble than I thought.Because that man has proven that he can do things that are dangerous to my body and entire soul.Just as I cherished the little moment Alessandro and I spent when we first met, I know my body loved the sensual danger it faced yesterday, and I can tell that more is coming.I can tell that Alessandro Valante is purposefully and slowly exposing the layers of his existence.And by keeping me in his abode, I will have no choice but to give in to every part of him that he displays.Oh my….This is v
Tangled With The Mafia King I ran...
CarrieWith haste, while my eyes refused to tear off the dangerous version of Alessandro I was looking at, I began to push the hardness of the wall behind me. I wished for it to hurriedly flip me back to the other side where I can act oblivious to the gruesome thing I was witnessing.But the entrance refused to budge. No matter how much I pushed, not even when I faced the wall and pressed it hard, it refused to budge.Then, I knew I was doomed. And, I became more doomed when I realised that the men had discovered my presence in that hidden room.Slowly, while their angry questions about who I was raided my ears, I turned and faced them. Then my eyes met that of Alessandro Valante who was still majestically seated on the grand chair that placed him on a plane higher than others.With grimness in his eyes, he watched as I silently begged him to help me out of that place. But he ignored the plea. I know for sure that that was what he did because after my lips mouthed the word ‘please’, h
Tangled With The Mafia King I want to be your home
CarrieGary pulled back before our lips could meet.The sleekness in his evasion was enough to slap proper sense into me, so I swiftly adjusted my position and cleared my throat to help get rid of the awkwardness I invited into the space.“Carrie…” Gary sounded unbothered by the insane thing that almost happened so I took that as a sign to not brood over the mistake I almost made so much. Gary reached for my hand and gave it a squeeze. “I can help you start a new life.”My head was quick to whip in his direction. I loosened the way I bit into my lower lip and my eyes felt ticklish with slight excitement as I asked, “Can you really do that?”“Of course.”“But how? I doubt you have enough money to help me out of this predicament.”Gary laughed and my concern abounded. I was not joking, so why would he find my words funny?He replied, “I can tell that you still don’t know a lot about me. You didn’t fully research me when your father employed me, did you?”My lips formed a pout. “Was ther
Tangled With The Mafia King You are unbelieavably abnormal
CarrieFor a second, my desperation to reach the bathroom was forgotten and all I did was stare at the man as though he were some alien man who had stumbled upon the house by mistake.Alessandro Valante paid no heed to my unwelcoming expression and began to majestically approach the innards of the room. As his paces led him in, his fingers began to play with the buttons of the shirt that formed around the intricate moulds of his upper body.In reaction, my brows furrowed and my head slanted towards the left while my lips pried apart in further confusion.I soon found my voice and asked, “What are you doing?”“Preparing to take a bath.” His response was so casual, you’d think that he spent the night with me. He was acting as though we were married couples who retired to that small house to get rid of the city and the problems that come with it.“Why would you do that?” My tone was furious and my hands slapped the air in frustration. “Why are you here?”His shirt was almost slipping off
Tangled With The Mafia King A sad excuse
CarrieFor a minute, the air stilled and glares of ruins were exchanged between the men. Alessandro’s hand was still hanging in the air because Gary refused to let go. And I was in the middle of that impending mess, unsure of what to do.But, seconds later, my urge to pee increased and it became the perfect excuse to get out of that room for a minute.So, I raced like I just stole an expensive necklace and quickly found the unexpectedly small bathroom. After I released the tension in my bladder, I exhaled a sigh and took some seconds to process how crazy my day was about to become.Once I step into that room, it is certain that everything will scatter and that fact makes me wonder how my life became so dramatic. Well, I can only hope that the roof of this fine and cute house that has a traditional vibe to its setup doesn’t come crashing.Moments later, I walked out of the bathroom, my hands dipping deep into the pockets of my sweatpants. As I slowly dragged myself back to the room, it
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Tangled With The Mafia King Epilogue
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
Tangled With The Mafia King Wedding blues and loneliness
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
