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CarrieI would be lying if I said I wasn’t aware of the magnitude of Alessandro’s response. From his earlier altercation with his grandfather, I could tell that something that broke their family happened two years ago.So, when Alessandro’s response settled in my mind, I knew that I had to carefully weigh the way I would react to it. I have to respect the man’s decision to share something that is deep and important with me.“Carrie?” Alessandro’s thick accent pulled me out of my thoughts and caused me to stop glaring at the walkway that led to the entrance of the house. “Let’s head in. You shouldn’t stand outside for too long.”“Okay,” I quietly agreed and let him place his palm against my back.Once we were inside the house which was furnished in a way that exceeded my imagination, we headed for the living room which had simply designed sofas and some minimalist decor filling its space.“Let me help you with that,” Alessandro swiftly broke the silence in our midst and he reached to t
Tangled With The Mafia King It's showtime
Carrie“Carrie?”“Eduardo,” I acknowledged the man that called me.“How old are you?”“Why do you ask?” I took my eyes off the large party hall which people were walking in and out of with glee that matched the expensiveness of their clothes written all over their faces.“I have always wondered. You look really young.”“How old are you?” I returned his question.“I am thirty. So is Alessandro.”I glanced at the quiet man seated next to me. Then, I replied, “I am twenty-four.”“Wow. Really?” I didn’t understand Eduardo’s excitement, so I faked a smile when my eyes met his image in the centre mirror. “I would have guessed you were older.”“That sounds like an insult.”“It does?” Eduardo sure was being chatty beyond. “I thoug
Tangled With The Mafia King Inevitable Death
AlessandroIt was delightful to see how uncoordinated the men became as soon as I dropped my last statement.Well, it’s always fun to watch people who thought they could get away with causing me discomfort whimper in desperation because they finally realise that time will never be on their side.“You have twenty-five seconds left,” Eduardo informed the men who could barely have a meaningful conversation with each other. I guess people will always become useless when cornered in unexpected ways. “Which will it be? Death by explosion or death by intense public humiliation?”One of the men faced us, his feet and hands visibly shaky. “W… We will choose uhm… public humiliation.”“Oops. Wrong answer.”The man quickly dropped to the floor, his hands joined as though practicing his last prayer. “Please… Please, spare us. We are… I am sorry. I should have not allowed them to kill him. I…”“That’s enough,” Eduardo cut the man short, his voice calm yet laced with danger. “How typical of you to t
Tangled With The Mafia King Building a home
CarrieMy heart skipped a beat. I failed to feel the throbbing that was earlier embracing it. And all I could do was get deep into staring into Alessandro’s eyes which were looking weirdly different, almost as though he was wearing great softness in them.“Carrie?”“Huh?”“Marry me,” he repeated, this time, he made sure I could feel him holding my waist. It was as if he was using that to urge me to give him a response as quickly as possible. “Don’t say no.”“But-”“What but?Again, his accent made his response sound funny. To me, he said ‘What butt?’ and not…Oh my goodness.Alessandro just asked me to marry him. And… And I am thinking of butts.“Alessandro,” Eduardo’s voice interrupted my thoughts. I looked over at the man who could not stop panting as he rubbed his sweaty forehead with his blackened hands. “Why are we still here? We-?”Our eyes met and he saw the tears which were probably going to take some seconds to dry off. “Oh,” he said. “Sister, are you alright? You must have b
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
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 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 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
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