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Tangled With The Mafia King That damned history
Alessandro“Our men have captured the spy,” Eduardo informed me eagerly. Then, he scoffed and said, “I can’t believe your grandfather almost jailed Carrie. She doesn’t even look like someome that would be a spy.”“I can’t believe that I cried,” I murmured to myself as I played the moment that led to Miss Edwards and I sharing another intimate contact.“Did that old man really think that things would go his way? I must say, he is always desperate to suck some blood. I wonder if he is a vampire when the rest of us are sleeping.”I finally dragged myself out of my thoughts and focused on Eduardo’s words. “We hardly sleep around here. You are no stranger to that fact.” My eyes remained trained on Miss Edwards who was still sleeping soundly, greatly unaware that two men were standing over her. “Eduardo?” I called because an issue I have found myself battling with became something I desired to share with the man.“Do you want to order the death of the spy?” The thirst for some action rested
Tangled With The Mafia King I will be keeping an eye on you
AlessandroI had no desire to waste time. Not when that woman’s life is in danger. My entire being knows that dragging and smearing the issue my grandfather has created would have been a delight, but Miss Edwards’s life is more important.So, with glaring eyes, I tossed Eduardo’s phone to him and got rid of the glove I was handed. Attempting to wear that glove will be a waste of time. Besides, this will not be the first time I’ll get blood on my hands.“So, what are you going to do?” The old man continued to taunt me. “Are you going to-?”I faced one of the men next to me and asked for a dagger. Well, to be more precise, I asked for my special dagger, the very one that does the job in one go.“Alessandro…”“Shut it.” I hurried my steps toward the spy. With a firm hold of his head, I tilted his bloodied face upwards and after a brief eye contact with the almost soulless man, I dragged the sharpness of the blade across his neck as slowly as possible. Taking a good number of seconds to c
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CarrieI woke up from a long sleep and I could tell that there was something wrong. Not only was there an unusual rush of breeze, but the smell around me also was that of deadened sweat and since I have never perceived such a thing around Alessandro, I was left to think that I had some unknown visitors while I was sleeping.I have to say though… That sleep was one of the best I have had in a while. And it is a delight that I am not using that statement in reference to sex.Unable to return to the slumber world, I got rid of the comfy blankets draped over my feet and prepared myself to get off the bed. As I calculated how I would hurriedly transport myself to the bathroom so that I could get rid of the pressing urge to pee, I finally sensed Alessandro’s presence.But the man was not on the couch on which, or rather, against which we had unexpected, mind-blowing sex. But when I looked towards the exit and saw a brief outline of his shadow that had managed to seep past the door, I rushed
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
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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
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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
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