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49. Aria in trouble
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The Don's Runaway Bride 50. Pain
All I could suddenly think of was my wife. I had to eliminate the fools behind me because, distraction or not, they would kill me if they could, and they obviously think they've got me cornered and excited that they might be the ones to end the life of Pietro Eppolito."In your fucking dreams." I spit out.Since the new street was great and perfect for a shootout without the risk of harming Innocent people, they stupidly started shooting at me again.I swung my car around into a one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn to face the blue Ford. Revving my engine, I floored the gas pedal and drove back to meet my pursuers. Their car was almost side by side with mine heading back to meet them. Playing chicken was no longer on my agenda. Yet suddenly, I pushed the pedal to the floor as hard as I could and felt the nose of my car slam into the driver’s side of the blue Ford. 'Good. There's nothing as beautiful as taking them by surprise.' My airbag slammed me back into the seat after that, and
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ARIA'S POV.When I woke up, I tried to move my legs but I couldn't. Then I tried my hands, I faced the same fate. What's happening? Am I lying down on my stone foam bed in the rusty-smelly cell?I took a deep breath and tried to steady my thoughts. This place doesn't smell like my cell, which means I'm not in my cell. So where am I? What is the last thing I can remember?I shut my eyes against the darkness and tried to remember; I was in my cell, eating a very nasty smelling soup; Pietro's way of trying to break me, making me yearn for the good and tasty meals I've been used to for a while now.I was dead ass hungry and tired. That was the only reason I would eat such a terrible meal. But in between my meal, my cell door was pushed open, and Steve! Oh my god, Steve. Steve came for me. Now I'd started recalling the things that happened. But if Steve came for me, then where am I? I opened my eyes and tried moving my hands again, but there was an excruciating pain. My hands are cuffed!
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PIETRO'S POV.When I walked into my home, I was completely speechless and hurt. Ardo had sent some of the men that were closer to my home, and every single one of them was killed. My housekeeper is dead.The guards at the gate are dead. Nobody was spared except... Angelo, he was nowhere to be found. Ardo was already checking through the computer in my home office, running the CCTV. My men were massacred. Who the hell does this Steve guy think he is? I joined Ardo at my home office and took out my laptop. Then I started scanning the whole house. Unfortunately, most of the CCTV cameras had been destroyed, leaving us with a few hidden ones.Aria had been taken by Steve and I was desperate. I needed to find my wife and the urgency of the whole situation was already boiling up a storm in me. I killed Orlando Amati, and now his son has the woman I love more than anything in this world."Found anything, Ardo?" I asked my brother. My voice was shaking and he turned to me and stared surprisi
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ARIA'S POV.I woke up with my brain feeling like it was wrapped in a million layers of hot towels. My mouth was dry, and my muscles were loose and liquid. Fear flooded my body. 'God please, let it be Pietro who has me. Please, please, please, God please.' Seconds ticked by as I laid there, waiting for the fog to clear from my head. Drugged, kidnapped, with no idea where I was, I began to silently pray to God for a miracle.'If Pietro doesn't have me, please let Steve stumble, fall, and perish before he can hurt me.' I kept my eyes closed and started taking a mental inventory of my surroundings. I was on what felt like a firm mattress. The left side of my head was throbbing gently. I wasn't feeling any chains on my body. The air in the room smelled like a mix of strawberries, cinnamon and a dried metals. Also, there was absolute silence.No faint traffic noises, no voices, no movements. While I was still taking these points in, I heard footst
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A wave of panic threatened to sweep me away. I let out a shaky, hysterical laugh. "You’re sitting there, perfectly calm, having a conversation with me and telling me you’re going to torture and murder me when I’ve never done a thing to you.""Yes." He said, plainly."You were my friend, Steve. At one point, you asked me to be your girlfriend. Don't you remember any of that?" He cocked his head to the side, staring at me in such a creepy disturbing way. "You were supposed to be mine, you belonged to me. Roberto swore it to me." He said."My father?" He nodded. "But then Pietro Eppolito came into the picture and plans changed.""My father would never do that. You don't even know my father."He laughed humorously at me like I was some fool who had no single clue of my surroundings. "You don't know Roberto Kostas and the evil he's capable of."The hair on the back of my neck rose, and every instinct in my body screamed for me to run. But there was nowhe
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As soon as I was alone, I started heading towards the warehouse in clear sight, bracing myself for whatever I might find. There were about four cars parked out front, and the lights inside the old warehouse were on. The fool was probably waiting for me and he was making no attempt to hide that. However, I was worried about the number of people I was bound to see inside there. I'll be outnumbered, which has never been a thing of worry for me, but with Aria's life at stake, I was out of mind with worry. Letting out a breath, I adjusted my weapon bag.Aside from the bag, my body was also loaded with tiny weapons ranging from switchblades to others. I knew for certain that I'd be searched, but I hoped that they’d miss out on one or more of the weapons, and one would be just enough for me."I’m heading in," I muttered, giving Ardo and Carlo a heads-up. "In position," Carlo said. "I can see you." That was Ardo. "And I’ve got a clear view of the insides. You mig
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"I left the force because of this shit. I tried to go through the usual retirement process and shit, but it was all taking too long, so I hastened them up." He winked at me. "Anyway," he continued, "I'm going to take your life too. I thought of taking your father's first, but that won't hurt you too much. That's exactly why I went for her." He pointed at Aria. "The naive daughter of Roberto Kostas." He let out an evil chuckle. "But first, I'm going to make you watch me fuck her, and then you’re going to watch all my men fuck her."He smiled and touched her breast, then he squeezed it, and I bit my lip so hard that I tasted blood. He laughed at the way Aria's eyes widened in horror."I’m going to kill her very slowly, and then I’ll finally get to you. I'd wanted to kill your brother too. But I had a moment to think about it; it'll be better if one of you gets to live, and the other person would have to live in utter misery for the rest of his shitty life. That's exactly how I
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The Don's Runaway Bride 122. Always yours
PIETRO'S POV.The last couple of weeks have been hell for me, living without Aria and uncertain if she was going to come back to me or not.I've learned to take life one day at a time. Once, I'd threatened Edoardo and forced him to reach out to her. But she drove an invisible dagger into my heart when she said she didn't want to speak to me.I absolved myself into work and being a better version of myself while keeping hopes up that she'd have a change of mind, eventually. We were still married by law and I'll be damned if I agree to a divorce.Opening the front door, I was met by my new housekeeper, Erica. She pointed to my study. “You have... There's someone, she's in there, waiting for you.” She blabbed."Who?" I asked, frowning.She reduced her voice to a whisper when she replied. "Your wife sir." My briefcase slipped off my fingers and I paid not even the slightest attention to it as I ran to my study. The door was unlocked so I pushed it in.My wife, the very bane of my existe
The Don's Runaway Bride 121. Happy Married Life
I rolled out of bed the next morning, so sore that I could barely walk. But I knew I needed one thing, and that was coffee. And even though I was too sore to make it myself. I had no choice but to locate the kitchen. But as thoughtful as the Eppolito brothers were, there was a housekeeper already cooking up a storm."Good morning, Mrs. Eppolito." She greeted me when I entered the kitchen."Hi, good morning. Uhm, I'm Celia, and you?""Erica." She replied."Great. Can you... I'd like a cup of coffee with half and half. Is that possible?" "Coming right away, Ma'am," Erica replied.I took a seat on one of the kitchen stools, grateful for the soft padding of the seat. I waited patiently for my coffee. The coffee was ready in less than three minutes. I was just finishing the last sip when I heard Edoardo shouting, "Celia. Celia. CELIA!" I didn’t even have a chance to call back when I heard him kicking the door of the bedroom we slept in, open, slamming it against the wall."I can’t find
The Don's Runaway Bride 120. Honeymoon Suite
My legs were starting to ache from dancing, Edoardo looked at me and shook his head. "Let’s go," he said, pointing me to the garage."Where?" I asked. "Everyone is still here," I said, spotting Pietro in a friendly chat with Lax and a couple of other men. Papa was still dancing and eating cake. Freda and Dorcas were telling a group of women some interesting story that got them hooked."It's our night baby," Edoardo said, turning me around to face the direction of the garage. "I want to go someplace calm and sink myself inside you all night."My mouth opened slightly, and he jerked his head toward the garage. My ass was too sore to contemplate disobeying him again tonight. After driving through steep roads, hills, and endless curves, we arrived at a calm, gigantic home, completely isolated from the streets. There were security manning the gate and the house itself."Is this yours?" I asked as we drove in."No, it belongs to Pietro and Aria." He replied.He parked the car and I tried
The Don's Runaway Bride 119. More than I could ever put in words
Immediately I felt his hard cock on the small of my back; I knew both of us had lost the battle.I lost the strength to fight him and he lost the determination to punish me. I felt the exact moment he lost his control; his breath got ragged, and he sighed regrettably."Fucking stop running away, please." He said giving up. "If anything happens to you, I won't survive it." He added.And the tears stung my eyes. Edoardo's love for me has always defied superficial understanding. Our relationship had been the best thing ever. We loved each other recklessly. Until I left him because of my terrible father.His dick continued pressing into my naked ass. Then I heard a zipper and the feel of his hot cock between my legs. He shoved my thighs apart roughly, his hands a sharp slap on my legs to make me move them faster. "Open," he growled. I gasped at the feeling as he shoved his dick through my legs and into my pussy. His cock pushed, ripped, tore through, and filled me. I couldn’t lie anymo
The Don's Runaway Bride 118. An Extreme punishment
Today's plan was successful. I took the woods instead of the road. So, no one would have thought it wise to check the woods just yet. I contemplated my situation. I was all alone in the woods, and I had no goddamn clue where I was. Why the fuck had I thought this plan would work. I turned in another direction and began to maneuver through the trees. Panic began to rise in my chest as the branches tore at my arms and dress. "Surely the house was back that way. So the road must be this way."An owl hooted nearby, making me almost jump out of my skin. The trees all formed thick canopies, making the wood quite dark. And then I saw a shape come out behind a tree at me.I screamed my lungs out. My voice was high-pitched and alarming. But with a gasp of relief, I realized that it was my husband. "Edoardo." I cried, my heart pounding. "Hello, baby," he said, his voice was like ice. "You scared the fuck out of me," I said, inadequately. "And I’m going to do much more than that pretty so
The Don's Runaway Bride 117. One last time
It was the morning of our wedding. The house was already packed. The servant quarters were buzzing with activity, and Papa was the first to get dressed. I had climbed down the stairs to see what the whole noise and cheers were all about. Only to find out that they were cheering Papa. I backed away to the stairs and turned right into Edoardo's broad chest. "It’s bad luck to see the bride before the wedding." Hollered Aunt Dorcas from the room, but Edoardo only laughed. "It will only be bad luck for anyone who tries to keep me from her after today." He said. And his eyes were so bright when he looked at me, devouring me, that my breath caught in my throat and I didn’t think I could run away from him again, whether he consumed me or not. I left for my room and he stepped aside, giving me a sweet smile. The next few hours went on, with Freda getting me ready and wearing a very cute dress as my substitute Matron of Honor or whatever they call that now. The preacher was more happy
The Don's Runaway Bride 116. All of you
Aunt Dorcas was seated on the couch smoking when I got downstairs. "Dorcas, could you take that smoke outside?" Papa called, wrinkling his nose up. "I’m not disturbing anybody," Dorcas replied."Look how much smoke you're puffing into your lungs. You'll graduate to an exhaust pipe by the time you get to eighty." Papa murmured.Freda walked in on the unfolding drama and cast an agonized look at me. I didn’t say anything because I didn't want to get in the middle of whatever Papa and his sister-in-law were doing."You know Pietro and Edoardo aren't scared of you," Freda said, "They'll just pick you up and put you on the roof while you smoke."Dorcas sighed, "Those boys have always been assholes." But she stubbed her cigarette out as her sharp ears heard a voice that resembled that of Pietro.It was only two more days until our wedding. My heart was leaping, but I didn't want to show it. The entrance door came open, and Pietro Edoardo stepped in. I felt Edoardo standing across the ro
The Don's Runaway Bride 115. Closure on the Eppolitos
Edoardo had been gone all day and I realized I was unconsciously listening for the sound of his car, signaling his return. Freda and I were sitting around the table after dinner, playing the Ludo game. "That's a lovely nail polish." I pointed to Freda's nails."Gel polish?" I asked."Yeah." She nodded. "I can help you put on some before the event." She suggested. "I have a couple of bottles with promising shades."I thought about it, then nodded. "I think I'd like that.""You know, when my husband was alive, he hated it when I spent too much money on these things. Is that the same with Edoardo?" She asked."You married his...""Uncle," Freda told me. "But he's gone now."I didn't know what to answer. I rarely bought any stuff. Edoardo got all my outfits. He even got my jewelry and lingerie. When we were dating, it was the same, he'd get anything he thinks is going to look good on me.But that was after taking his time to study my style. That way, there was nothing he got I didn't lov
