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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 Fiore De Venezia
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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