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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 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 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 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 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
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