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57-party
Rodion Konstantin
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I was busy with my phone as I monitored a ship of drugs that was to dock in four hours. It was a shipment that had to go well because the last ship worth billions got sabotaged by Luigi. That led to a shortage of supplies for my prominent customers. I could sense a war on its arrival but I had my men ready, including Dmitri.
I stood in the living room with Dmitri beside me busy crushing ground nuts in his mouth noisily. He loved groundnuts and I did not question it but I was to have a problem with the noise he was making. He was either aiming to irritate me or someone did not teach him manners on how to chew.
I almost yelled at him but held it back when the door to Alessia's room sq
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The Mafia And The Fake Wife 58-dance floor
Rodion—------"Hi, Do you, hm, maybe want to dance?" A feminine voice echoed beside me. I was not sure whether she was speaking to me until I faced her, her smile shone in my direction. "I'm Kiara." She held her hand for a shake.For fuck sake, I needed Alessia. I cleared my glass and then glanced at Alessia, she was so comfortable in Dmitri's hands. My jaws twitched."Is the silence a no?" The lady, who had started to irritate me, asked."No." I placed the glass on the counter. "The silence is a yes actually." I held her hand and guided her to the stage.Frustrated, I ambled directly to Dmitri and Alessia, and what I did left some people around to stop their romantic dan
The Mafia And The Fake Wife 59-his plans
Alessia Romero------I loved hugs and one thing I would do when having a bad day was to get a hug from the right person. Mum was a hugger too. I remembered we used to talk about some issues and end up hugging for quite long. Honestly, I was a hugger too.His skin was engraved in every part of my body. I could listen to his breaths as he calmed down and for fuck sake, the way he held me under him was like something I forever fantasized about.I'm pathetic.I was hugging a pillow so tight, not sure if I slept a pinch overnight. Every time I shut my eyes, I could see and hear his mighty voice declaring to want me. How did he want me?I moaned softly as I squeezed the pillow like it could magically turn to be him. Him, God, I needed another hug from him.Suddenly, I jerked from my fantasy, throwing the pillow on the floor and fixed my hair. I looked like I was caught having sex by my father."Are you...okay?" Dmitri's brows were raised as he stared at me suspiciously. I was close to yelli
The Mafia And The Fake Wife 60-wave of desires
Alessia Romero —------- Everything in the territory was as I left. The place was magical, but I had bad memories of it. Soldiers were moving about, doing their work. I could see how everyone reacted to Lazza's arrival. He had told me to follow him everywhere, and I did that. We were heading towards a room I once knew was a conference room. A guard was posted at the door, and when we got there, he opened it for us. My heartbeat was at a pace that threatened to rupture my chest. The room was full of men and the only lady available was Sofia who was seated next to his brother. My feet failed to carry me when I realized he was there, his gaze was on me. Everyone had stood when Rodion walked in. Anger was rushing to places in my body that compelled me to run or yell. With no idea how long I stood rooted as murmurs filled in the room, I felt a grip on my wrist, Rodion had walked back for me. He walked me to where there was an empty seat. He pulled the seat and signalled me to sit
The Mafia And The Fake Wife 61- desperate
Alessia Romero ------ My heart was still holding to the pain he caused me. I was in a desperate need to at least know why he used to hurt me, because if he was gonna keep kissing me, I would look like a fool to forget what he did to me. Yes, in my life, I never let something slide until I hear an explanation or an apology. Even though it was clear that he hated me for being associated with Marco, somehow I hungered to hear from him. There was something that was not making sense, Romeo once suffocated me to death trying to get information from me. And later it turned out that he knew Marco and they worked together. He could have been trying to see if I knew anything about it so I wouldn't tell Rodion, or he was trying to hide something darker from everyone. Which I couldn't point a finger. My mouth was sealed. I was seated beside Rodion who was busy driving. The comfy of the seat made my nerves relax but the tension between us was still strong. Even with all kissing and hugging, th
The Mafia And The Fake Wife 62-a glimpse of him
Alessia—---It took me a few seconds before my bod relaxed in Rodion’s hands. Strange how I fitted under him. Under his masculine chest, I felt safe."Marco and Salva used to work for the Lazza family." He began talking, and I was surprised because he was talking to me. "I was the underboss those times, but I desired to have someone like me, so I started to train the two and Matteo." Smoke evaded from him, hovering above me like a halo. Lazza was and is known mostly for drugs, and I used to run my errands with them, mostly Marco and Matteo." He explained.Silence.I am sure I heard him swallow and the deep inhale he took when smoking. I wanted him to continue."And?"He exhaled. "The first shipment I lost was schemed by Marco, I let it slide until I learned he had been leaking some information to my enemy, Luigi. That's when I realized I trained an enemy.""So he was paying for the drugs? " I questioned."Yes."I processed then scoffed. "So I am worthy a ship of drugs?"He never answ
The Mafia And The Fake Wife 63-his phone
Alessia Romero-----I sat quietly on the grey couch in the sitting area. I had been struggling to pick up where I left off with my cartoon art but my brain couldn't sprout ideas. I kept erasing and picking up again and the same shit went on and on.I sighed in frustration as I poked my head. Maybe I was too eager for nothing. But God knows I needed to gather my brain cells together and draw, or else my dream was to be shattered permanently."Who is Frederico?" Rodion's deep voice caught me looking up. He stood beside me holding a phone where his face was buried on. The phone was none other but mine.Frederico was our neighbour, that cute bad boy neighbour who you would wish to just have their number. Well, Carina was once hitting hard on him until we saw a girl walk out of their house, with Frederico holding her intimately."My neighbour." I nearly got up but he occupied a seat across from where I sat. "Why? has he been calling?"He never bothered
The Mafia And The Fake Wife 64-touch the parts
Alessia Romero—-------I picked his phone with hesitation. There was no way he expected me to use his phone knowing I would in fact go through all his chats. He then disappeared to his room, leaving me with his phone, his freaking phone.I gently sat down, holding his phone as though I was holding something fragile. I gazed at the door he disappeared to then back at the phone. He was serious, and I was seriously gonna feed my knickknack. I needed to know what was always in his mind, what his chats looked like.Was he sassy? Or, was he always straight to the point when chatting? Was he always cold?Does he have someone he would share secrets with?Questions choked my brain every second that I stared at his phone.I was shaking for real because my eyes were needing more than they were supposed to see. I exhaled then leaned on the coach's backrest and swiped the screen to unlock it.Jokes on me because he had no meaningful apps except for
The Mafia And The Fake Wife 65-to fix you
Alessia Romero ---- We are all fools in our own ways, that was something that I had confirmed when I hesitated to leave the room. I had a choice to flee, it was as simple as to open the door and step out, but no, I stayed. "Come here, Alessia." His voice possessed too much power that caused my nerves to flutter. To disobey him was way too hard for me. So I turned to him. I strode to him like an obedient puppy. It was funny how I had to do as he always ordered. I wondered if he would also do what I mandated, but I was probably jesting myself. "Tell me..." He stepped in and my eyes followed his own. His hand reached to my cheek. He swept the hair strands off my face in a manner that left me warm. I could feel my cheeks churning with the radiating heat. "...do you know I am a man?" I nibbled my lower lip and then found my voice. "I was looking at your tattoos and the scars." I silently murmured as I briefly gazed at his skin again then back at his ey
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