20 YEARS AG0... ~MARIO~ It was a normal day. I was 16 and coming back from school when I heard wails from the living room at home. I halted in my tracks and listened intently in case the wails were not emanating from home. My heart almost leaped out of my throat when I realized that it was my mother crying. Francesca was still at school, and my father was not yet back from work. My mother was all alone. I ran to the door, barged inside the living room, and found her on the carpet floor, her legs spread open. "Please bring me water and scissors, Mario," her voice came out as a whisper. She appeared exhausted and was perspiring heavily. It pained me to witness my mother in such a condition. I deeply wished for a way to alleviate her suffering instantly. After seeing her in such distress, I dashed to the kitchen to fetch a bucket of water and some scissors. She was about to bring a new life into the world, all on her own. Day in and day out, I witnessed her battle through the p
20 YEARS LATER A FEW MONTHS AGO... ~MARIO~ 'Who knew that I would have achieved so much in my life when I lost both my parents and little brother the same night 20 years ago?' Everything I knew, I owed Roman Antonelli. He took me and my sister in and raised us. He worked with drug dealers and made lots of money shipping and selling drugs to the local junkies. When his wife died in childbirth and he followed a few months later, I took Arianna under my care and raised her as my sister. Francesca and I never told her the truth about her parents. We didn't want her to grow up with that void in her heart that she had no one to call her blood family. The truth about her true parents became our secret. I was coming back from one of my meetings in town when I saw a figure upstairs with a gun. I closed the front door slowly, and it didn't make any creaking sounds. Francesca was upstairs alone. There was no one in sight when I came in. I could only hope that the smuggler in my house
~GIA~ The following day, I woke up and headed straight to the bathroom to have a quick bath so that I could continue with my mission to piss Mario off, or simply learn things about him that were going to help me to escape from him. I hoped I would find him in the dining room having breakfast with Arianna so that I would see his hangover face. I was excited. It was an unusual feeling, but it felt good. To wake up with a purpose and the willingness to fulfill it. I wanted him to think that I was getting used to being here, as his prisoner. He was bound to get irritated that I was no longer so eager to spend time plotting a plan about how I was going to kill myself before he came to the rescue. Even though I didn't know where I was going to go when I was finally free from Mario, I knew that I was going to be happy to have found my freedom. After my very short and needed bath, I stood in front of my closet and looked for a very good outfit that I would wear today. It was a good day
~GIA~ "You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, Gia," he said as his mouth nibbled on my nipples. I felt a throbbing feeling between my legs, and I squeezed them together, and a moan escaped from my lips. "Why have you only noticed me now, Mario?" I asked, trying to keep myself together while his tongue tickled my neck and made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. "What would you say if I told you that I've been dreaming and wishing to have you since the first day we met?" He asked. I looked at him, as I got lost in his eyes. Our mouths drew nearer to each other, and when our lips finally touched... I heard a sound. Before I knew it, I woke up and realized that it was all a dream. I felt frustrated because I thought I wasn't dreaming. I felt his lips. It couldn't be a dream... And when I opened my eyes in the middle of the night and realized that I was dreaming, I groaned. I got out of bed, went to the bathroom, and washed my face, trying to get rid of the dream f
~GIA~"I am the answer to all your troubles," Faviola answered.I took a deep breath before I asked, "What do you mean you're the answer to all my problems?""Just like you, Mario took everything from me, and I want to make him pay," she said.My heart leaped with joy at the sound of her words. It was finally time to take down Mario and get away from him for good.I could already imagine my life without him.I imagined going to college and getting married someday to the right guy and having kids with him.I was finally going to repay him for killing my parents and Anna."How do I know that what you're saying is true, and this is not a test from Mario?" I asked, folding my arms on my chest.She chuckled lightly before she answered, "I saw you the day you saw your parents at the back of the car trunk."I swallowed hard and asked, "What has Mario done to you?""He killed my boyfriend because he refused to continue being his drug mule," she answered, her eyes filled with sadness and anger.
~MARIO~ I kissed her neck, feeling her breathing on my shoulder. I cupped her breast, and she gasped. But when I tried to touch her vagina, she grabbed my hand tight and said, "I am still a virgin." I stopped kissing her and looked at her, "I didn't know," I instantly got off her and sat on the bed, fixing my shirt. She sighed and sat on the bed. "Don't you want me anymore because I'm a virgin?" She asked. I pondered her question before I could answer her because I'd never been with a virgin before. And I didn't want to lay with her, especially when she wasn't ready. It was enough that I made her hate me for killing everyone that she knew and loved, I didn't have to make her think that I was a rapist. "I hate virgins," I said. Coldly. I felt my words stinging in her ears, and I felt guilty for them. God knew I wanted her. I wanted to kiss her breathlessly as soon as she told me that she had not been with anyone else before. I wanted to be the first guy to bury himself
~MARIO~ I called my doctor and immediately asked him to clear his schedule and come to look after Gia. I was going to pay him whatever money in the world that he wanted. As long as he made sure that Gia stayed alive. At the same time, I kept thinking about who could have done this to her and what they wanted. They either wanted to punish Gia or send a message to me, and I took it very personally. But no one could have wanted to hurt Gia in my house. Someone did this to send a message to me since they knew that Gia was my wife. They wanted my attention, and luckily, they were getting it because I needed to find out who did this to her. "She seems to have been poisoned," the doctor said, straightening up from Gia to look at me. "Poisoned?" I looked at Gia and continued, "Do you mean food poisoning?" "Yes, she consumed a very dangerous substance in her food. If you didn't call me on time, she would have died." My heart jumped. I ate the same food as her, and yet, I didn'
~MARIO~'Faviola Romano.'I smirked in front of my mirror and decided it was time that I paid her a little visit after checking if everything was good at the club.It was around 1 PM when I left my house and drove to the club. The bouncers outside led me in and took my car keys to take the car to the backdoor garage.I went through a couple of files. Checked the daily transactions and the staff attendance."Mario, someone is looking for you," Luca said, coming inside my office.I sighed and decided that he should let the person in before I left to see Faviola.And it was Bruno. He smirked as he came inside my office and closed the door behind him.I sighed as I leaned back on my office chair."Bruno. How pleased I am to see you," I said."I thought I should come and have a small talk with you," he answered.That bastard. He was such a little boy who grew wings and thought he could fly."Have a seat." I pointed to the seat opposite mine.He sat down and unbuttoned his jacket."It's abou
~GIA~ A week later. I was asleep in my bed, still mad at Mario, for carelessly ordering his man to kill someone else when I thought that he had changed. I didn't want to utter a single word to him even after we moved to the new house. When I heard a door knock early this morning, I groaned, sat up on my bed, and told the person outside to come in. It was Mario. "I hope I didn't wake you up." He said when our eyes met. I didn't want to pay attention to the pace of my heartbeat. So, instead, I looked him in the eye and pretended that I was still mad at him. Seeing him did not make me want to jump out of bed and bury my face in his neck, and let him kiss me until we were both out of breath and lusting for one another. "No. But what do you want? Are you here to ask me when I am leaving your house?" I folded my arms across my chest. "No. I am here to give you this," he came forward and handed me a document. 'Conti Logistics' was boldly written on top of the document. I to
~GIA~ I woke up from Mario's chest and looked at him sleeping. He looked so peaceful and beautiful. I remembered the first night we spent together, and I could not get over how peaceful he looked when he looked angry and annoyed almost all the time. I wanted to touch his face and lean up and kiss him. "Why are you not sleeping?" I almost jumped out of the bed when he asked me. He startled me. "Why are you spying on me? I thought you were sleeping." I got off the bed and put on my gown. He grabbed my hand and pulled me back to the bed. "Where are you going?" He asked. I giggled. "I'm going to bathe and then go and check up on Bella." "I didn't hear Sofia complain that Bella needs you to check up on her," he kissed my neck. "I'm sure she misses me and trying to be a good girl to Sofia!" I giggled while Mario turned me on with his neck kisses. "Then let them bond!" He stripped off my gown, covered us inside the sheets, and then whispered. "I have plenty of surprises fo
~MARIO~ "Where is she?" Gia asked beside me. "We will find her," I took her hands, trying to get her to calm down and not panic. "Someone took Bella, Mario! What are we going to do?!" Her eyes looked terrified and were filled with tears. "I need you to trust me. She's still in the house," I answered her. "Is it Charlotte? Is she back?" She cried. I kissed her forehead. "She's not going to take Bella from us, okay?" She gave me the tiniest of nods. I turned towards the door and ran down the stairs and was stunned when I saw a woman holding my baby in the living room. The guards had guns on their heads. We were surrounded by Charlotte and her men. I could only wonder how she was able to get inside the house and hold all my guards at gunpoint. "Charlotte," I said her name as I walked slowly to where she was sitting with Bella in her arms. She chuckled when I said her name. "Surprise, surprise, Mario. I told you we would meet." I walked closer to her. Bella was sound
~GIA~ I was up all night. Contemplating the idea of going back to Mario. It sounded absurd that I came all this way to keep Bella and me safe, and yet, I found myself wondering every single minute if it was the right thing for me to do. I didn't want to keep Bella away from her father, even though that meant keeping her safe. I wanted him there. I wanted him there with me. It bugged me every single day that we were miles away. And so, I needed to make a choice. To leave Milan and go back to him. "Well, after everything you've told me about your baby daddy, I think you should stay as far away from him as possible. For Bella's sake, of course," Aurora voiced out her opinion after I ran to her to ask for her advice. But I knew that was just going to be impossible. I loved Mario. I didn't know why or how, but I fell in love with him and could no longer be far away from him. It felt like I was being torn from the inside when I had to imagine my life without him. "He needs to
~MARIO~ "I will give you 48 hours to get here, or I will kill the last of the men you sent to take my daughters away," she answered. I was about to speak when she hung up the call on me. "FUCK!" I snapped and punched the steering wheel. I slipped my cell phone inside my pocket and thought of what to do for a second. It was true that Charlotte had outplayed us. We underestimated her, and now, we had lost men to her. Andries was one of my best men, so I had to find a way to save him. But first, I had to go and get Gia. Without thinking or hesitating, I pushed the key into the ignition and drove to Milan. I didn't know where or how I was going to find Gia, but I knew in my heart that I could not go any longer without her. It was a long and tiring road trip to Milan. I was alone in the car and just thinking about how I was going to feel to see her and our baby. I was, of course, going to be mad at her for leaving without thinking that I had every right as she had to be
~MARIO~ "Did you find the kids?" I asked on the phone. I was talking with Andries. "Yes. But we have a problem," he stated. I sighed. "What kind of a problem?" "We are going to be outnumbered. There are so many guards here than we estimated," he explained. Of course. We should have known that. They were Charlotte's kids, and she would place the kids' safety first, considering that she knew that we were after her and knew who she was. "I will send more men to you. We need those kids by the end of the day," I provided a solution. "Yes, boss," Andrea answered. I hung up the call and turned to Marco. "What do we do now? We need more men. Andries and his guys are outnumbered," I folded my arms across my chest. Marco sighed and scratched his head. "I see. Okay... I guess I will have to talk with Vince and see if he won't be able to organize about 30 men to join Andries. What do you think?" Well, it was better than less than 30. "That's a great number," I bit my lower lip, try
~GIA~ No one told me that my whole life would have such dramatic events. I wished that my parents had told me how life out there was. I was always cooped up in the house because it was not safe. My father believed that there were people out there who were after him and would use me to hurt him. Of course, I loved my father so much and could not imagine him being hurt all because I wanted to be a part of the real world and go to school like every normal kid did. Besides, I was fond of my home-school teacher. She made it easy for me. I was able to use my wild imagination and see myself in a real school. With kids and making friends, having a silly crush on a boy who was not interested in me, but in my friend. It helped to imagine those scenarios because I felt like I was not kept away from the real world. My teacher would always bring pictures of people in the mall, movies, and dates. It was that bad for me. Talking about being the daughter of a serial assassin. But my ho
~MARIO~ "Boss, Gia ran away," Dante said after I answered his call in the morning. "What?" I sat up straight on the bed. "She left a note that she was going to give Bella a better future elsewhere. Away from all the chaos going on," he explained. I sighed. Shocked. I was relieved at the same time that she was not kidnapped. I thought that Charlotte had taken her away. "Thank you for the heads up, Dante," I answered him and then hung up. I threw myself on the bed and released a sigh. "Do you need me to take away all the tension, Daddy?" The hooker next to me asked. I had forgotten that I bought one last night when I went to the club to clear my mind. I looked at her, smirked, and pushed her head underneath the sheets to my dick. I wanted her to suck it until I released myself inside her mouth. She giggled when her mouth finally met with my dick. When she started working her mouth around it, I groaned. She was so good. "You taste so good, Daddy," she gagged on it. I
~GIA~ Two months later, there was still no word about Charlotte. Dante tried to keep us out of every detail about her until he was able to confirm with Mario that she was gone. For good. Mario sent Dante money every other week to buy us groceries and to also take us shopping. During those two months, he did not come to see his daughter because he was trying to protect her and keep Charlotte from finding out where we were. I didn't complain. I thought and believed that Mario and I were better off without each other. We only brought out the worst in each other and put each other in danger. If we were going to reconcile, Bella would be caught in the middle and get hurt. And that was not what we both wanted. “Are you okay, Gia?” Debbie asked in the car. We were on our way to shopping. I smiled. “Yeah, I'm fine. I was just thinking that Bella would be 2 months old tomorrow.” She squealed. “We should definitely have a little photo shoot today,” she looked at the rear mirror a