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The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 20 ◆ A Chat Between Old Friends ◆
◇ KEL ◇ The sight of a barechested, damp and scowling Enzo surprised me when I got back into his hotel room to get my things. His bodyguard showing up in the hallway also reminded me to leave now. Or else Miles might do something drastic about this whole issue. Wouldn't be the first time.As I tried not to check out Enzo's exposed body, I grabbed my old tablet to put it in my satchel. Time to come up with my goodbye spiel. I wanted to chat with Enzo for a bit. Say bye properly. Check how he actually felt right now after all that alcohol. I just couldn't stay any longer. Miles and Niccolo would find out if I stayed another hour in this hotel with Enzo. Why's he ignoring me? Enzo hadn't paid me any mind since he stepped out of his shower. The relaxing scent of soap that reminded me of fresh linens occupied the hotel room. Enzo kept his phone on his ear, talking in fluent Italian to someone. At times in English as well. No clue who was on the phone with him. But I had a feeling it w
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 21 ◆ Seeking Forgiveness ◆
◇ KEL ◇I knew it. It was Miles on the phone. But what and who were they talking about?His brother? Why? Or perhaps Miles only called him up to warn him to stay away from me.Again.Then, maybe, they ended up talking about their family's most recent business deals and whatnot.My curiosity was pushing me to ask Enzo about their conversation, but like Miles said, I should get going. I shouldn't even be here in this expensive hotel. Or anywhere near the Tomassinis. For my own sake. Quietly and with some hesitation, I approached Enzo as he stood still on the balcony, the faint sunlight not doing much to lighten up the atmosphere in this part of the city."Hey."Enzo turned to regard me, his phone no longer stuck to his ear. He put his phone away and just waited
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 22 ◆ Not Meant To Be ◆
◇ KEL ◇ He tilted his head to stare at my face again, his tone close to pleading. A glimmer in his beautiful eyes held my attention. His long lashes emphasized his squint before he glanced away and sniveled. Was he crying now? Shucks. In just seconds, my hands already felt drenched in sweat. "Fine. Just get off your knees." I looked away, my hands and armpits sweating profusely, not because of his heartwarming gesture but because of his tight grip on my hand when I helped him up. For a moment, it felt like he didn't want to let go of me. "I need to hear it." Hear what? That I already forgave him? Did he see me as a vindictive person? "I said 'fine', Enzo." "Really?" he murmured. Clearly he'd never stop begging until I said yes. He even leaned in to force a
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 23 ◆ Contingency Plan ◆
◆ MILES ◆ The Falco Estate Umbria, Italy "You're not coming to the party?" I asked the question before sitting next to my older cousin in his favorite patio, minding the dark half-circles under his light blue eyes and the semi-permanent scowl on his mouth. After that awfully long travel by car, I should be the one sulking and making faces, but I caught Ricchar at a bad time today. Well, he was still working despite being stuck home all month long. Perhaps Ricchar was more stressed than usual by his current responsibilities in the family business. Plus, Cloe being pregnant and mostly bedridden for the time being... "Cloe doesn't want me to leave," Ricchar muttered, his eyes busy on his phone. His outfit today was a simple black tracksuit with white stripes on the unzipped front, not very "businessmanly" like his usua
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 24 ◆ Take A Chance ◆
◆ MILES ◆The Falco EstateUmbria, ItalyMe. A hotelier. Working at Luxoria and running our hotel chain practically seven days a week. Devoting almost every moment of my life into the family business.Well, about half of the family business, since Pappa and our clan had long been focusing on the growth of our cruise and shipping line. Not Luxoria.Our hotel chain business had been in the backseat for a long while now, in fact. Why did Pappa want me to take over Luxoria? Did he think I needed the job? Or perhaps, he's actually starting to trust me more now when it comes to the family business.Before my tired brain could come up with a few good guesses, Ricchar left me alone in the patio to make a call.Then a very pregnant Cloe walked out the backdoors. She welcomed me with open ar
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 25 ◆ Sometimes In Love ◆
◇ KEL ◇ "So? Did he sign it or what? He's not replying to my emails anymore. Sonuvabitch ghosted me." I giggled at Gaia's fairly incensed reaction. It was my fault—I didn't tell her about the last conversation I had with Enzo, about that loan payment agreement I asked Gaia to revise. Well, in all honesty, I didn't want to talk to her about him at all. That last time I decided to hang out with him ended on a profoundly baffling note. Lately, I couldn't think of much else besides his cryptic goodbye that day. I just didn't know if Enzo really meant what he said...that it would be the last time we'd see each other. That he would never bother me again. It triggered a mini anxiety attack for me. I never told him he was being a bother, and I didn't know why he said that. "Sorry. He's just real busy these days," was my excuse. Hopefully Gaia didn't think I totally wasted her time and effort because Enzo repeatedly and blatantly refused to sign that contract. "So he didn't sign it?" "No.
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 26 ◆ Bonded To The Pureblood ◆
× WARNING! ×× GRAPHIC CONTENT BELOW NOT INTENDED FOR YOUNG READERS ×◇ KEL ◇For years I'd been convincing myself that I was asexual. That I didn't need sex to feel whole. That I didn't need intimacy with another human being to feel like a normal person.At first I thought, being celibate and staying single would be a good way to avoid unwanted anxiety. In my case, it often resulted in depression or anxiety attacks from time to time.But now with Miles being intimate with me again, my senses just barred any other sensation except the familiar warmth of his soft mouth leaving gentle kisses on my neck. He kept licking and kissing me. Like my skin was his evening snack, or something. Some nervousness and concern disrupted my thoughts for a moment, but he wouldn't hurt me. He was always caref
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 27 ◆ The Gamble ◆
◆ MILES ◆These fucking cockblockers...What else do I gotta do just to get laid tonight? I sighed and glanced at my phone, minding my bodyguard's lax gait as we approached Ricchar's office.Niccolo kept my guitar solo ringtone blasting through my phone's speakers as I stepped into my cousin's private study room. The distinct scent of dusty old books and some vanilla-smelling bourbon filled the room. I declined Niccolo's call just to make my phone shut up.Behind the hardwood desk crowded with paperwork, Ricchar sat back in his black swivel chair with his headset snug in his ear. A scowl wrinkled his lips. He looked busy talking to someone on the phone. The deep furrow in his dark brows and his unusually peremptory tone told me he wasn't in a better mood at all.I stood by the door while Alessio sat in one of the c
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The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] Epilogue ◆ The Dangers Awaiting Us ◆ + Book III Preview
◇ KEL ◇ [ A year later ] "Recombinant, mRNA, or viral vector?" "Viral vector. Or stick with recombinant subunit, but with a better adjuvant." "Sure. That works, too." Partly covered by a towel, Enzo walked out of the bathroom with a scrunched up nose and knitted brows. "But why not mRNA?" Why not go for the messenger-RNA type? If his CSO was doing his job, then the big boss should no longer ask me these questions weeks before their clinical efficacy trials. I sat beside the pillow and looked up from my phone, trying not to frown at the half-naked guy making the floor wet. The new mop I bought should be desert-dry by now. I'd left it near the pool. The weather had been friendly all morning. Like my hormones. And thank heavens for both. "If the board is now aiming for distribution on a global scale, your teams should opt for the one that's not gonna be a logistics nightmare." "Yeah. We should," he mumbled with a restrained sigh. "And they definitely want to scale up." "So go for
The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 80 ◆ The Purebloods Of Umbria ◆
◇ KEL ◇ He must be thinking it was a sick joke. An elaborate prank. Or perhaps he thought I was gradually going insane? And delusional. Making up ludicrous stories that had festered in my head. Yet he didn't laugh at the things I'd said. Not even once. Enzo didn't even crack a grin. The look on his face when I mentioned "vampirars" and "dhampiricas" only varied between a deep scowl and a skeptical squint. He sat still beside me as I recounted everything I witnessed in Umbria. When I explained how I found out the Falcos supposedly became cursed with a genetic disease, he only stared at me, as if words were too difficult to muster up. "I know. I know how it sounds. But, it happened." I sighed. "And whenever I have questions, I call up Cloe. Or I ask Miles sometimes." "They're all.
The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 79 ◆ What Lies Ahead ◆
◇ KEL ◇ "What're you reading now?" "Pathogenesis of lung injury. Receptor-binding domains and mutations." "Sounds dangerous. And intriguing." I smiled at the guy sauntering into the room, his grin showing off his adorable dimples partly hidden by his 5 o'clock shadow. "Fun workout?" "Mostly." "Your team heard of the newest outbreak in China?" "Yeah. We discussed it last week." Enzo flung a white towel over his shoulder as he approached me, his flat tone and expression quite serious. "Remember that five-hour meeting with Graham and the board?" "Yeah." I nodded. Graham was their chief scientist who headed Zione Bio's team of medical and pharmaceutical researchers. "Are they looking into it? The infected patients exhibit flu-like symptoms. Well, the hospitalized ones, definit
The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 78 ◆ The Legacy We Leave Behind ◆
◆ MILES ◆[ Mariangela, Umbria ] Salvato 75Z. Tough steel. Heavy. Minimal recoil. Accurate. Durable. Reliable, most importantly. The cold and smooth barrel glistened as I put my finger on the curved trigger, beaming and staring back at me. Just waiting for my patience to run out. I'd never used this to kill someone. But that might change today. The selfish bastard gave me this when I finally decided to join SF Shipping and ruin my fate...to his satisfaction. "Just a little present," he'd said. Well, it was more like an unacknowledged bribe. He seemed glad with my decision, but of course he wasn't as proud as Mamma. To him, working for the family business was my only means of paying off a longstanding debt. A debt I incurred just for being his only heir. "Boss." "What?" I glanced behind. With a l
The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 77 ◆ Let's Talk Babies ◆
◇ KEL ◇ "Success?" "Finally." Enzo grinned lopsidedly and took off his black shirt. "A nice, solid dump." He flung the shirt over his shoulder, then sat next to me on the poolside recliner as the sun hurt my eyes. Like the weather, his brand new L-shaped pool looked too beautiful to ignore. "It was the okra, alugbati, and chia seeds."I smiled at him, quite proud of my culinary skills. "Yeah." "I'll make you chicken adobo later." "With eggs?" Enzo smiled wider. "Thanks for cooking again." He touched my chin and pressed a noisy kiss on my cheek. His hands smelled of apple-scented sanitizer. "Mommy's asking if you just got back from Florence." He scratched his forehead, his warm thigh touching mine on the recliner. "They'
The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 76 ◆ Maximiliano, The Punisher ◆
◆ MILES ◆ He fell asleep on the couch. Again. The third time this week. His laptops sat on my mother's favorite coffee table, both left open and running, the cords and empty coffee cups scattered on the varnished oak. Plus some wrinkled candy wrappers. What a mess. Maybe he worked till sunrise. Besides tracking down my fugitive father, I wasn't sure what else Nicco had been working on. I left him out here past midnight after we had a few drinks. Mostly non-alcoholic for me. My new shrink might shove me back in that wretched facility if she heard I went on another bender. "Allora?"[What now?] I looked up from my phone. My left hand gripped a loaded handgun just waiting to feel useful. It was fairly new. Expensive. A nice birthday gift from someone whose neck I still wanted to slit open. Nicco yawned and lazily sat up on t
The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 75 ◆ Real Love Persists ◆
◇ KEL ◇ Oh no. Crap. I didn't just say that out loud. My eyes and throat ached now. I even stuttered. My voice was starting to tremble, too. Shucks. Not now. I didn't want to cry in front of him. Especially not in public. Ugh. His bodyguards must be enjoying the show right now. Frowning again, Enzo stopped touching my face and backed off. He didn't get rid of his confused look, as if my words didn't make any lick of sense. Or was he surprised that I mentioned his ex again? "Because I can't keep hanging out with you without constantly reminding myself not to take you to bed and make you forget he exists." He looked away, shaking his head weakly. "But you think I'm still with Olivia? And what happened that night was nothing?" "Just take me back to the apartment." "No." I sighed when he held my arm before I could walk
The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 74 ◆ Facing The Truth ◆
◇ KEL ◇ "Why did you send me money again?" "Why did you ignore my calls and texts?" Great. Time to unpack all of it. He drove us all the way out here just to have this conversation. I held in a sigh and looked out the window, the seat belt almost choking me now, wrinkling my plain cotton dress which I didn't bother to iron. I didn't even want to go out. I just wanted to hole up in my room and focus on my to-do lists. But like most of the time, he dropped by my place and disturbed my peace, taking me away from my little comfortable nest. And now we were parked right outside a fancy restaurant whose name I couldn't even read or say properly. "I'm going to Rome this Thursday." Enzo sighed beside me, his left hand clutching the steering wheel. The engine stayed running. With my purse on my lap, I sat still in his Audi's passenger seat, exhausted and just not in the mood to be extra nice
The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 73 ◆ Dreams Of Terror ◆
× WARNING! GRAPHIC CONTENT BELOW NOT INTENDED FOR YOUNG READERS AND MAY BE TRIGGERING TO SOME (DESCRIPTIONS OF S.A.) × ◇ KEL ◇ ... Tall. Dark. Raven-black hair. Muscular all over. A looming presence. My intakes of breaths wouldn't reach my lungs. I backed off. My hands and legs turned numb. Why? Why wouldn't he stop staring at me? Deliberately intimidating. Now he's towering over me with a full glass of wine and a crooked grin stretching his pale lips and dark beard. Leandro sipped his drink. "Thanks for helping my brother." "You're welcome. I was just trying to help." "You know he's got a thing for your type?" He chuckled. "Humor me. Why are you with him?" My type? "We're just friends, Signore." I faked a smile at his natural talent for giving shade. I'd rather walk out of here now, but it would be rude. "Really good friends." Leandro grinned when I fell silent. He stepped dangerously close to me that I could smell the alcohol on his tongue. Should I shove him? Run? Shit. W
