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The Mafia Don's Obsession The Monk
DusakHe was with his uncle when the monk suddenly went very still.Dusak looked up. They were in Spain, preparing to fly to the USA in a few days’ time. His uncle had told him, that he was to go to Argentina from there, to train under the guidance of a couple of men who had also been arch-rivals of Lucien Delano.The One Eyed Dusak sat back, a coldness seeping through him. Involuntarily, his hand went up to the black patch he now wore to cover the blind eye.He knew that he looked terrifying without it. He had beaten a man to death for having made a joke about him. A deep sense of unfairness welled up in him.He was young, he was about to inherit the empire built by his uncle. Why had he lost his sight?Curling his fists, he glared at the plate in front of him, unaware that his uncle was watching him, observing him with a sense of satisfaction.Good, thought the crafty Paval. This was very good. He should build a deep well of hate for the man who had destroyed his brothers, two of th
The Mafia Don's Obsession Another Family for Lucien Delano?
Years LaterProserpinaThe phone pinged as a message landed and I picked it up, scanning it as I rode in the comfortable large sedan, on my way back from my doctor.It could not be Lucien; these days he was not returning my calls, so calling me was out of the question., I thought bitterly.Could it be one of my children, I thought absently as I opened it and froze.An image appeared that made me freeze although my palms were sweating.Lucien.With a woman. A tall, thin woman with short blonde hair, older than me, closer to his age. Wearing a fire engine red bikini and nothing else.And she was smiling as she stood, her body pressed to my husband while he was staring at someone across the room, his large hand splayed across her hip. Her hand was on his waistband, a familiar lover-like gesture.I felt my head begin to pound.The background was the Town House swimming pool, the place where Lucien was staying at, currently. Lucien was in his formal clothes but his jacket had been discarde
The Mafia Don's Obsession Cole: The son of the Mafia Don
A few months earlierSomewhere in the USAPaval Rudenko looked at this nephew, Dusak, the One-Eyed as they referred to him behind his back.He was a formidable fighter and his anger, his aggressiveness, was unmatched. Of course, the driving force behind his anger was to claim the life of Lucien Delano, the man who had blinded him and killed his beloved uncle, Dmitri Rudenko, before his eyes.But the monk was a man of the steely reserve.“Not yet,’ he cautioned the hot-blooded youth.Handing a photograph of Ria Delano, the eldest daughter of the Mafia Don, he said,‘Look at this girl, my son.’ he said in his soft tones, the wheedling voice he used when he wanted something from someone, ‘Look at her. For when you finally get her, you should know what to do with this beautiful creation of God.’And the youth calmed down as he traced a finger over the picture and he waited.*MexicoCole whirled around as he heard the woman who said she was his aunt, leave the house.It had all happened so
The Mafia Don's Obsession Looking Back
The Present DayProserpinaI settled back on the soft leather upholstery of the car and sighed. It still bore the slight scent of my husband, his cologne, spicy with a dash of citrus.*Shutting my eyes, I went over what the doctor had just told me.Old Dr Shah was the same doctor who had examined me when I was carrying Claude. He had studied me keenly.‘Mrs Delano,’ he said without any preamble,’ “you know that you are pregnant?’ I had sat down, the fluttering in my stomach making me feel weak.He went on, avoiding my eyes,‘You are now...?’ he raised his brows and studied me as I nodded weakly as he pursed his lips and tapped the pad on his desk thoughtfully,‘Early to mid-thirties, I assume?’I nodded weakly, my head spinning. "Congratulations, my dear,’ he said, a genuine smile on his face,’No need to look so worried. You are healthy and strong. You already have…ahem…six children?’I nodded again, my mind abuzz with so many thoughts.How would Lucien react when I told him that I
The Mafia Don's Obsession Down Memory Lane
Looking BackProserpinaWhen I realized that he was insanely jealous if anyone dared to look at me, I had been pleased, thinking he really loves me, so he is jealous. That was till the night he took me roughly in the back seat of the car while his security men stood waiting for him to finish pleasuring himself… A light flirtatious remark by a friend of his during the only occasion he had taken me out when I was his mistress, had made him insanely furious and he had forced himself upon me to teach me a lesson.That humiliating episode was an eye opener. It was probably when I began to see myself through his eyes, and the eyes of the world.Just a body to be used to satisfy his urges...But I still continued to love him.*When I found out that I was just one in a line of women, put up at a house specifically meant for that purpose, to house his woman of the month, my little world had been shattered. To add to that, an article appeared in a sleazy tabloid with photographs of him openly
The Mafia Don's Obsession DISTRESS!
ProserpinaThe last time we had been together had been a few months ago, when Lucien took me to Portugal for a holiday. A truly magical getaway! Those days in Portugal had been memorable, the sunny days, the nights of intense lovemaking. Even after more than a decade, I still hungered for my lover’s touch, totally at his mercy and he continued to be the dominant, rough man he had been when he had first claimed me. Lucien could never seem to have enough of my body and I longed to have him take me the way he did, controlling my body and yet, taking me to the heights of ecstasy with his practised hands and mouth…and forceful, thrusting manhood… * I had come down with a tummy upset during our stay, a slight discomfort but I had stopped the Pill for a few weeks… * The doctor clucked his tongue sympathetically when I stammered out my explanation and said, ‘The medicines you took when you got the stomach bug…it could have neutralized the Pill.’ I sighed. * Lucien did not like to use
The Mafia Don's Obsession Breaking her faith!
ProserpinaAround the same time as Lucien began to grow distant, the strange messages started to come.I had begun to write a blog. It had begun as a hobby. Egged on by my children and friends, especially James Schwartz, who kept praising my culinary skills, I began to write a blog on social media about cooking.It had become a runaway hit to my astonishment and I updated it every day, diligently, astonished by the number of followers I had!So I was mildly astonished at first when I came across the first comment that seemed strangely off.*A few weeks ago, I had been scrolling down the comments section when I stopped, startled by a comment. The recipe I had shared was one for a Slovakian dish and I had written a small note about having visited the area and tasted the dish there. The authentic recipe.It had been, of course, one of the worst times of my life. Lucien had disappeared in Slovakia and I had gone to find him, desperate and wretched.*The comment I noticed was bizarre at
The Mafia Don's Obsession Proserpina has a right to know.
ProserpinaI had the cabbie drop me in the middle of the street and I made my way blindly, to a coffee shop at a nearby mall, where I sat, hunched and trembling, unable to gather my thoughts together.Had all these years with Lucien been a lie then?Had he stashed his secret family away, hidden from me all this time? And when he left me to go on his business trips, had he really been going to visit them? The youth I had seen had been easily as old as Claude.So…? Could there be more children who would crawl out like worms coming out of woodwork?My thoughts went round and round like a rat on a wheel.I had left my phone in the car, I realized, when I was getting out at the Town House. But I needed to talk to someone. I looked around and caught the eye of a young man sitting close by, watching me. The expectant look on his face turned to one of elation when I made my way to him. With a small smile, stiffly, I asked,“Please, can you lend me your phone? ‘He almost fell off his chair in
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