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Tangled With The Mafia King A jolt
Carrie“Miss Edwards…?”“D-Do you think this is a joke?” I managed to ask.“Is it?”“How can you move in with me? That’s… absurd.”“Then come with me. Leave this place and come with me.”“No.”He gave a small nod. “Then it is settled. I will be living with you from now on.”Suddenly, a piece of luggage I failed to notice earlier came into view and Alessandro Valante prepared to drag it into the house. But I blocked his way. Well, I was able to successfully do that because he let me block him.“Mr. Valante.” My smile became wider. ” I told you that I am fine. I don’t need you.”“You are the mother of my unborn child, Miss Edwards. I am not comfortable with leaving you here alone.” He let go of the luggage’s extensive handle to quickly draw up the sleeves of his slightly loose tee shirt. Now that I see it, he kind of looks sexy in casual wear.I guess he is a man that looks good no matter what he wears.Oh my goodness… Why is my mind derailing again?While urging myself to stay focused,
Tangled With The Mafia King You are not drool-worthy
CarrieAt one point in my wild lifestyle, I always wished for a stable relationship even though I was never able to stay in one for a long time. Whenever my imagination conjured up my ideal partner, I would always imagine him cooking meals for me.I would watch him from the entrance of the kitchen or perhaps from the island and he would tease me with his culinary skills and naked chest.Well, ladies and gentlemen, my imagination has come to life.In front of me, the father of my unborn child was shirtless and focused on cooking something that involved spaghetti.I could have found that moment to be dreamy, but the fact that he kept refusing to put on a shirt was getting on my nerves.Doesn’t he understand that it is dangerous for my hormones if he keeps walking about with that built chest of his?“And, done.” Alessandro Valante said and I saw that he had dished our meal. His thick brows quirked, and his eyes fell on me as he asked, “I am sure you won’t mind some spaghetti carbonara. I
Tangled With The Mafia King I am not a murderer
CarrieI have never known myself to feel such fear. I didn’t shiver this much when my father had a death scare and spent weeks in the hospital because of a heart attack. But there I was, unable to do anything reasonable for the first few seconds while I stared at Alessandro in horror.But I soon figured out that I was foolish for merely staying still. So, with cautious haste, I ran to the living room, grabbed my phone and rushed back to Alessandro who was telling me that he was still alive through the little groans he gave now and then.I settled properly on the ground and placed the man’s head on my lap. After a light slap to his right cheek to remind him to stay awake, I proceeded to call an ambulance. I was giving the correspondent the details of his situation when I noticed that his chest began to heave again.Worried… I cupped his face and began to plead for him to stay okay. “Alessandro… Please…” The redness spread to his neck and I could deduce that his airway could be blocked.
Tangled With The Mafia King The assurance of companionship
CarrieWith pride fully embedded in her gait, the strange woman who was dressed in noticeable knee-length leather boots halted her steps at the end of Alessandro’s bed. Another scornful expression was tossed in my direction before her gaze fell on the man.“Who are you exactly?” I asked while the earlier statement she uttered rang in my head.Truthfully, the moment she mentioned that she was Alessandro’s girlfriend, my heart felt jilted. For a second, I almost reacted rashly as though I was a lawful partner of the man. I wished to chase the woman out of the room.But with the way she softly observed Alessandro from where she stood, I could tell that the man meant something to her. Let’s just hope that she isn’t pregnant for him as well.“Do you really want to know who I am?” Her voice wore some sort of hidden excitement, she seemed eager to use her words to throw me out of the room. “My name is Layla…” Her arms folded and I felt more of the dominance she was trying to use to subdue th
Tangled With The Mafia King I will fulfill my promise
AlessandroOnce the door closed, the full hatred I harboured for years came rushing to me. Without acknowledging the fact that I was close to death hours ago, I snapped off the ridiculous thing that was connected to a vein on my wrist. With swiftness, I got off the bed and approached the window for some fresh air.It was already afternoon according to the clock hung on the wall facing my bed and I was reminded that I didn’t have time to waste. I have to get the mother of my unborn child positioned in a place I wish her to be.My silence reached my legs which walked the tiled floor as quietly as they could. Once I reached the sill of the window that was in my sight, I leaned over and observed how the rest of the world went about their activities.When I saw the way a mother in a wheelchair played with her child, a smile almost formed on my lips and I was reminded of the times when I wondered what life would have been like for me if I wasn’t born into the CDP gang.Well, the thing is, a
Tangled With The Mafia King I am here to punish you
AlessandroBefore I could walk out of the hospital ward which was starting to suffocate me, I was stopped by a uniformed doctor who expressed his concern. In his view, I was at risk of being killed because he suspected that my allergy reaction was not an accident.I almost laughed at his words.There was nothing spectacular about his suspicions. I have spent years being a hunter and the hunted. And, of course, I always make sure that I am one step ahead of those who wish to butcher me.So, after getting some cash for a taxi ride from the doctor, I was on my way back to Miss Edwards’s abode. I can’t wait to see how the boldness she was trying hard to slap into my face dissolves. At this point, after what she did, she will have no choice but to come with me.Several minutes later, the house came into view.But barely a few steps toward the building, I suspected that something was amiss. On the path I was walking were faint lines that showed signs of multiple footsteps.Without further h
Tangled With The Mafia King Carrie, please
AlessandroTen years ago, I received a message that my mother had been taken captive by some thugs of a political party. I still recall how disoriented I felt right from the moment the message was received on our end.To this day, I don’t know how I moved or who moved with me. All I know is I mowed every obstacle out of my way until my mother was in my arms.But then… When she ended up in my arms, she was already gone.As I drove like a madman to the address Eduardo sent to me, I felt the same rush I felt that day. My heart ached and my brain worried. My palms sweated so much that they were almost slipping off the steering wheel.But I made sure to hold on as tight as I could. I held on and told myself that I was almost there. I told myself that nothing would happen to Miss Edwards.So with those thoughts pushing me, I increased my speed and I remained unyielding to the blasts of sirens behind me.After I stole a look at the cars behind me, the GPS notified me to take a left turn. I d
Tangled With The Mafia King The nightmare
CarrieFor the first time in my life, I had a nightmare.It wouldn’t have bothered me so much but I kept seeing the same thing over and over. And it tortured my soul so much that after a lengthy loop of the nightmare, I forced myself to come back to reality.But then, aren’t nightmares a figment of reality?When my eyes forcefully snapped open, I could still see the gruesome sight that haunted me out of my sleep. I closed my eyes and opened them again but I could still see the way blood flowed down my thighs. I could still see the pain etched on my face as I stretched my hand for help because I didn’t want to lose the soul inside me.And I saw the way people that passed by me failed to spare me a glance talk less offer to help me out of my misery.I heaved a deep sigh and hugged my stomach.My baby will be fine, right?Aside from the fact that the nightmare showed me that I am truly alone in this world, the way I easily lost my baby in the nightmare reminded me of Rachel’s words of co
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