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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
Tangled With The Mafia King You have very beautiful hair
Carrie“Why are you complicating my life?” I pushed a question to Alessandro who had already assumed a more relaxed position. His legs spread to expose the outline of the member tucked in his trousers and his hands drew back and dug into the sheets to support his leaning upper body.“Is that man important to you?”I ignored the way the sun of the day attempted to turn his chest into some kind of artefact worthy of nature’s spotlight.“What if he is?”“I would get rid of him. I should be the only important person in your life.” He spoke such ridiculous words without batting an eyelash. I wonder if he is aware that there’s every chance that I could be thinking that he’s lying about his claims about wanting me.“So, are you going to get rid of my baby when I give birth? Because my baby is the most important thing in my life.”“I am talking about grown men who are trying to take you away from me.”“I am not yours.”“I am pretty sure we agreed otherwise while you were screaming for my touc
Tangled With The Mafia King A little hideout
CarrieA brutal growl woke me up from my deep slumber. Bewildered, I quickly sat up. But when a pain in the side of my stomach stabbed me, my heart jumped in great fright and I came to the realisation that I had not eaten anything reasonable since I found myself in this unknown town.A deeper delve into how I have managed to risk my health made me feel sadder for my baby who must have been waiting for something to munch on.But I didn’t brood on my recklessness for too long.After a quick look around the room, I rubbed the remnants of sleep off my eyes and got off the bed with the desire to search for the restaurant Gary mentioned before.I had already walked past the bedroom door when a sizable brown bag was pushed in my face.With my face wrapped with great confusion, I tried to swerve past the unusual blockage, and that was when Alessandro’s thick voice reached my ears.“You must be hungry,” he said. The bag was instantly dumped into my arms and the sweet smell of hamburger and the
Tangled With The Mafia King Like a tomato
CarrieMy Father who art in heaven… Why do shitty things keep happening to me?I am presently staring at a group of angry men whose expressions of displeasure abounded as the seconds grew. Their deep furrows showed their determination to tear me apart and I am facing such a predicament because someone thinks that I am a spy.Why can’t I ever have a normal life?Just… why?As I focused my sight on the many men who were possibly thinking of forcing me out of the car, I reasoned what my next line of action would be.Of course, I have to assure them that I am not a spy. But how do I do that?I have a gut feeling that these men won’t be willing to listen to my explanations. But, I mean, I have to try. That’s the only option I have at this point.So, while I managed a cheeky smile, my voice took on a soothing tone and I said, “Please… That’s… That’s not true.”“She is lying! I heard her communicating with them. Besides, she ran away this morning. Why would she run if she didn’t have anythin
Tangled With The Mafia King Happiness
Carrie“She is pregnant for you?”It was uncertain whether Alessandro’s grandfather was shocked because a woman was pregnant for his grandson or if he was disgusted by the fact that I was the one involved with him. Surely, his hatred for my father didn’t go unnoticed.“Yes.” A clicking sound from Alessandro followed and he eased his stern posture to fold his arms. “And now that issue is settled, I hope you remember our discussion. And I hope you keep your word.”“How… I …”“Remain clueless for all I know, Grandfather. But make sure you stay away from Miss Edwards. She’s too precious for you to try to play with.”“I don’t approve of her,” the older man quickly retorted.“That’s hardly my business. So, please excuse us.” I wasn’t sure what Alessandro was about to do, so I waited for him to lead the way. He walked toward me and carefully guided my legs back into the car without sparing me a look.“Alessandro Valante! Are you seriously walking out on me?”“You made a fool of yourself alre
Tangled With The Mafia King Sky
CarrieThe Walk of Shame that I was meant to experience after the first night I spent with Alessandro was only just getting to me at that moment. After we walked past the busy reception where Alessandro got his key card, the silence that found its way to our midst when we entered the elevator made me feel ashamed for some reason I could not decipher.And that feeling worsened after we walked out and down the corridor towards his room.But thankfully, after a seemingly long walk, we finally ended up in front of his room. A ting from the door lock led us into the huge room.Once I stepped into the abode that gave off more of Alessandro’s scent, I raced toward the couch at the other end of the room. It was the seat that was closest to a window. As I settled, I refused to look in Alessandro’s direction. My eyes stayed fixed on the view of the city ahead.“I need ten minutes,” Alessandro informed me. And I still refused to look at him.I pretended that something extremely interesting had c
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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
