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Penulis: Ink Sorcerer
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My eyes fluttered open, and I caught sight of Zaverio dressing up, his broad back and shoulders a vivid reminder of the passion we'd shared just hours before.

I pulled the sheets around me, my brows into a frown of confusion as I called out to him in a voice still laced with sleep. "Zaverio?"

He paused, his movements suspended as he turned to face me with his chiseled jaw clenched and brows cocked up.

"Where are you going?" I asked, my eyes narrowing slightly as I tried to read his expression.

For a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of uncertainty, of an emotion I couldn't quite decipher, but it was quickly replaced by his usual confidence, his eyes turning cold.

"Out," he said curtly, his voice low and husky. "I have business to attend to."

I stared at him, my eyes locked on his orbs, searching for the truth behind his words. I didn't believe him, not entirely. There was something he wasn't telling me, but I didn't press the issue, not yet. Instead, I simply watched him, my heart pounding in my chest as he finished dressing and turned to leave.

The tension between us was unmistakable, and it was in the form of a living, breathing thing that pulsed with every beat of my heart. My heart constricted in my chest.

I eyed him, already feeling betrayed, and as if he knew what was on my mind, he sighed.

"Look, I understand, but I have to go see this, it's important," Zaverio said, and I scoffed, glaring at him.

"You can quit lying to me, Zaverio, you don't want to be seen with me. Why is that?" I asked, and he sighed, clearly impressed by my scrutinizing skills.

"I don't know," he admitted, deciding honesty was the best policy.

"So, you sleep with other house helps and don't bother to hide it, but when it comes to me, you do not want your mother to know?" I bitterly said in askance, and Zaverio's blue eyes softened ever so slightly.

"You know she doesn't like you," he admitted, and I shot him a glare.

"Fine, then why did you seduce me? Why did you take the risk when you knew I wouldn't say no to you?" I asked, my frustration boiling over.

Zaverio cursed under his breath, and just as he was about to respond, his mother's voice interrupted us. He froze, then ordered, "Get dressed now," and hastily exited my room.

I quickly threw on some clothes, and seconds later, Zaverio's mother poked her head in. Her eyes fell on me and then her lips curled into a snarl with disdain flashing in her eyes. My heart skipped a beat.

Mrs. Riccardo's harsh words sent me jumping out of my bed. "Still sleeping? Get out of that room and fix something! Do not get me angry, Alma. I can make your life hell in an instant."

I fled to the kitchen, seeking refuge in the familiar tasks of brewing coffee and herbal tea. My hands trembled slightly as I worked.

When Mrs. Riccardo descended the stairs, I presented her with herbal tea.

"Take Zaverio's coffee to his room, he must be tired," she instructed, her tone dismissive.

I sighed, feeling like the world was conspiring against me, constantly throwing me in the face of my prey. I wasn't sure I wanted to see Zaverio again, but fate kept throwing us together.

With a heavy heart, I knocked on Zaverio's door.

"Come in," his deep voice resonated.

As I entered, Zaverio emerged from the bathroom, clad only in a towel, his chiseled physique leaving me breathless. My eyes couldn't help but run down his chest which had balls of sweat gliding down it in the most sexy way.

"I came to give you your coffee," I stammered, my eyes fixed on his dominant and attractive form.

Zaverio's gaze locked onto mine, his eyes piercing. "Is that all?" he asked, his voice low and husky as he cocked up a brow.

My eyes darted away, my cheeks flushing. I dropped his tray of coffee on the table and attempted to leave, but Zaverio's grip on my arm halted me.

"Hey, I didn't ask you to leave," Zaverio said, grasping my hand and pulling me back.

"You don't have the right to tell me what to do," I replied, my voice firm.

Zaverio raised a brow. "Oh really, what would Mother say if I told her about what you just said?" He drawled, his tone mocking.

For a split second, panic filled my system at the mention of Mrs. Riccardo, but then a surge of confidence filled me. I knew what he wanted.

"You wouldn't," I said quietly, my eyes locked on him.

"Yes, I would," Zaverio said with a wicked smile, his eyes glinting with amusement. I swallowed a ball of saliva as my confidence wavered.

"Can I go now?" I asked, trying to sound calm.

Zaverio let go of my wrist and strode to his door, locking it.

His eyes burned with desire as he turned to face me. "Like I said, I can't get enough of you. I want you so bad," he said, his voice low and husky.

I frowned, feeling a pang of sadness. "You want my body, not me," I said, looking away as my throat tightened.

Zaverio fused his brows. "Aren't they the same thing?" He asked, his tone innocent.

I shook my head, my eyes welling up with tears.

"I know what you want, Zaverio. You want to use me, enjoy yourself to the fullest, then toss me aside like a used paper towel. You'd probably offer me a huge sum of money and ask me to never show my face around you," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “Isn't it?”

I watched him, searching his eyes for answers, desperately wanting him to deny all I had just said about him. Zaverio's Adams apple jerked as he gulped.

"I–" he was interrupted mid-sentence by the abrupt sound of his door being swung open.

Swiftly, he released my hand, and my eyes widened in fear once I got a whiff of her perfume.

"Zaverio, I have good–" the rest of Mrs. Riccardo's voice died in her throat as she stepped into the room.

Conflicting thoughts raced in my head.

What was I to do? Was I to turn and leave the room or stand like a statue, hoping she wouldn't see me?

She cleared her throat, and then, with severity in her tone, she asked, "What are you doing here, Alma?"

I spun to meet her scornful gaze while racking my brain for excuses.

"She just brought me a cup of coffee," Zaverio answered, and I wondered how he managed to sound so calm.

Mrs. Riccardo eyed me with disdain flashing in her brown orbs.

"Yes, ma'am. The coffee," I repeated after Zaverio and exited the room.

Once I was out, I stood beside the door, pressing my back against the wall in a bid to listen to their conversation.

"What was that all about?" She asked with an icy voice, and even without seeing her face, I could tell her eyes were narrowed into crinkled slits of suspicion.

"What do you mean?" Zaverio asked, still maintaining equanimity.

"You and Alma, stop playing dumb," Mrs. Riccardo snapped.

"Oh, nothing at all." He sounded dismissive.

"But you are in nothing but a towel, and there wasn't any considerable distance between you two when I walked in? Is that your definition of nothing, Zaverio?" She questioned.

"What could I possibly be doing with a maid?" He asked, and I swallowed a sharp breath, feeling as if I had been punched in the gut.

His words were like a storm in my chest that tossed my heart around.

I staggered back, feeling a pang of pain and betrayal.

"Mere maid," his words echoed in my head.

My jaw grew taut. What did I expect from a man like him?

"What are you doing?" A female voice sounded behind me, and I jerked away from the wall, whipping my head in her direction, I saw one of the maids, Salma.

"I–I was just leaving. I took coffee to Mr. Zaverio," I explained with a sheepish smile.

Salma eyed me with scepticism before saying, "The task master requests for your presence. He's in his room."

I nodded and headed towards his chamber.

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    Zaverio's PoV I walked to the table, where my body lotion was situated, and I felt my mother's prying and inquisitive eyes on me. "What could you possibly be doing with a maid?" She asked, and I stood in front of my mirror, applying some lotion on my arm. "You tell me, Zaverio." I gritted my teeth, disliking my mother's persistent nature. "Answer me," She probbed, and I refrained from growling at her because she was my mother. I heaved a sigh, saying, "Nothing." "If you say nothing, then why do you talk to her?" Mother asked, and before I could answer, she threw another question at me, "Why do you look at her with an intensity in your eyes?" I spun to look at her with disbelief glinting in my eyes. A chuckle slipped out of my lips, and my shoulders shook in rhythm. "Mamma, are you for real?" I asked, and my brows knitted into a frown. "Alma is a good maid, and she is just my friend." Mother narrowed her eyes into slivers with her arms akimbo. "You can't be frien

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  • The Mafia's Hidden Obsession    7

    Alma’s PoV I wandered from my room to the kitchen in a blind daze. My heart beat was steady in my chest but every strong pound was accompanied with a searing pain that left my mind numb. Did I hear Zaverio well yesterday? Maybe my ears were playing tricks on me. I shook my head, cursing myself under my breath was being weak and vulnerable. I was the one who laid myself bare to him, I practically confessed my undying love whenever he was close to me. But to him I was nothing but a… mere maid. I closed my eyes and placed a palm on my chest, why did it hurt? It was the truth and maybe if I started living it, my daydreams would fizzle and die out. “What are you doing?” I jumped, holding back a frail squeak. “Nothing, I was trying to catch my bearing- I have a silly headache.” I shut my mouth when I realized I was rambling off. The taskmaster didn’t look worried, he simply didn’t care. “You need to pick up the dress Mrs. Riccardo is going to use for the party.” I nodded as I walked

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  • The Mafia's Hidden Obsession    8

    Alma’s PoV The party was still in full swing by the time I returned and I accepted the tray a fellow maid handed to me. My face stung but I didn’t dare touch my face and lose concentration or god forbid bump into anyone. I also didn’t look past anyone’s shoulders; my eyes were pinned to the ground to avoid any distractions. I felt a couple of eyes on my back and my body heated up and cooled when I realized the second pair was Mrs. Riccardo’s. Her eyes thinned when I looked at her, and I snapped my head forward, scolding myself for moving contrary to the promise I had made to myself. The unknown woman who had slapped my hand away was still hanging on Zaverio’s arm like a monkey. I refused to break another rule so I strengthened the walls around my heart, weaving through the crowd like a ballerina. At a point my body began to move on its own, while the rest of me disconnected. My feet were killing me but I had gotten one strike this evening and had managed to escape by chance or lu

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  • The Mafia's Hidden Obsession    9

    Alma’s PoV I sneezed into my elbow and sniffled, rubbing a finger under my cold nose. Walking under the rain was a wrong decision but there was no use thinking about the past, what I was reaping now was the consequence of my action. Sneezing once more, I took deep breaths praying this was all to it. Mrs. Riccardo would probably kill me if I sneezed around her and I couldn’t afford any pay cut from my salary. Falling sick was also not an option; nothing except doing my job perfectly was an option. I worked my nose every which way until I was sure it was safe for me to step out of my room, I slapped my face as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My cheeks stung but they had a healthy red color instead of the deathly pale one that had been sitting there. I winced with every step I took, favoring my right leg to ease the burn from the cuts I had sustained on my left foot. Luckily, when she was sane enough to take stock of her body, the wound had been cleared; there was no debris s

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  • The Mafia's Hidden Obsession    10

    ALMA’S POV It had been a long painful week after the event that occurred in the dining hall. Mrs. Riccardo made sure to punish the staff and I ignored all the evil eyes sent in my direction. It was the only way to make it through the day without bursting into tears. All kinds of relationships were frowned upon in the Riccardo's estate. I had seen one too many couples sent packing after being discovered by the all seeing eye of the estate; Mrs. Riccardo. There had also been a few whose contracts had been terminated due to a blossoming friendship. It made the huge house dull and cold, but Mrs. Riccardo loved misery; and it always needed company. I stopped scrubbing the kitchen for a minute, wiggling my toes and wincing when I felt a painful tingle. I had been on my knees for hours, doing the chore no one wanted to do. It was a unanimous opinion that I was the cause of Mrs. Riccardo’s raging mood. I didn’t argue; there was no use. Letting out a silent breath I moved my body back t

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  • The Mafia's Hidden Obsession    11

    ZAVERIO’S POV “Ple-ease, sir” The man tied to the chair in one of my many empty warehouses pleaded for his life. His eyes bounced around wildly from me to the several men standing around him. “You stole from me.” My voice sounded tired to my eyes and I squared my shoulders and snapped myself out of my momentary weakness. “Do you know what happens to people who steal from me?” “I swear, Mr. Zaverio I didn’t steal from you.” He shivered, licking his dry lips that had been cracked open with a couple fists. “You can look at the books-” I laughed, holding up several books. “You mean these ones? Yes my accountant took a look at it and it was clean.” His shoulders sagged in relief, but the terror returned to his eyes when I spoke. “But, they were too clean Damien. My father was not a fool and he didn’t raise a fool. I can smell a rat from a mile away and you smell very much like a rat.” He shook his head. “I have a family, my wife cann-” I gripped his cheeks, abruptly ending his speech

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  • The Mafia's Hidden Obsession    12

    ALMA’S POV I wiped my forehead with the back of my hand, smearing sweat across my face. It was one of those hot days, and the lack of air conditioning in the house worsened the weather tenfold. The ridiculous gown I had on added to my misery, it was the latest addition to the Riccardo staff update Mrs. Riccardo had put together. She had adopted a Victorian style, eliminating the casual clothes we had gotten so used to wearing. In her words ‘It is not my intention to segregate but there are street pigeons and there are peacocks. It would do no one well in the long run to forget where they truly belong’. It was never her intention to hurt but she did it like an assassin. I was back to scrubbing duties like I never left, my knees ached and my back begged for relief but the living room needed to be done, if I listened to my body’s need and took a break or God forbid allowed myself rest, I would never get it done and Mrs. Riccardo would love nothing more than to send me to the south win

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  • The Mafia's Hidden Obsession    13

    ZAVERIO’S POV A million times every day I wondered what my life would look like if I was not born into my family or if I had an older brother to take off the responsibilities that dug its nails into my shoulders every second. Irrelevant thoughts like that crept into my mind on days like today; I was seated in one of my many clubs with Von while several of my men were scattered around the place trying to blend in. The loud music irritated my ears and my thoughts came together, bounced around and scattered with every bass drop off the speakers. Von had informed me about a rival gang trying to sell their product on my turf. The fact that they had even gotten a few clients under my nose was enough to rattle my cage. I didn’t frequent the club enough to take note of a turf war. I had acquired it after eliminating the previous owner who had been too greedy to see the bullet I put between his eyes. Ultimately, allowing any gang tread on this fresh ground was bad news. If drugs needed to

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  • The Mafia's Hidden Obsession    110

    ZAVERIO’S POVVon grabbed my shoulder when I made to move towards the door. “Are you insane? We don’t even know who’s standing behind that door. It could be a trap.”“We are trapped in here regardless if it is a trap” I shrugged his hand off. “There’s only one entry and exit, even if we want to fight our way out, we are still on the short end of the stick.”“I’ll open the door.” Von gave me his gun. “If it is a trap, I’ll get shot and you have the chance to see who you’re shooting at.”I hated it every time he tried to put my life before his, I hated the dynamics but I knew it had to be done. I walked beside him to the door, holding the gun out, praying to every being in the universe that this wasn’t going to blow off in our faces.“For a second I thought I had the wrong container.” The women said as she walked passed Von, holding up her phone. “But the tracker is hardly ever wrong.”“Who the fuck are you?” I pointed my gun at her, feeling a jolt of respect when Rose did the same.“Wh

  • The Mafia's Hidden Obsession    109

    ZAVERIO’S POVThe weather switch was a marvel to watch in this strange land. It was rare for it to be sunny one day and rainy the next. I stood in front of Alma’s fixed window with Zara in my arms.She was babbling on about something, and I nodded along as if I understood. Her tiny fingers framed my face every once in a while like she was trying to familiarize herself with me.It was the most adorable thing to watch, and I watched her a lot. I was the first person she saw when she woke up, I watched her eat, have a bath, play and most often a times she slept in my arms.Martha had whispered to me earlier that it wasn’t healthy, and she needed to know I wouldn’t pick her up at every inconvenience or she wouldn’t want to be let down. I was spoiling her, and I knew it.“What are you thinking so hard about?” Alma tightened the sash of her robe when I turned to her. We hadn’t had much time to talk, but we weren’t awkward around each other.“I think I might be spoiling het.” I kissed the to

  • The Mafia's Hidden Obsession    108

    ZAVERIO’S POVMy eyes stayed on the man holding the mother of my child. If I looked into Alma’s eyes, I knew I would crumble and botch this situation. I didn’t think I was going to walking back into violence when I landed in Spain, yet here I was itching to beat this bastard to bloody pulp.“I don’t know who the fuck you are, but I don’t think you want to have the blood of this woman on your hands.” Was this man an amateur? Did he think his words were going to make me back down? “I should be telling you to jump out of that open window; I’ll even give you a head start before I come after you. What do you say?”“Do you think this is a joke?” His hands tightened around the knife, drawing my attention to Alma’s neck. She was losing blood but not enough to cause a state of alarm.“It’s not. What do you want? There must be a reason you’re so adamant about kidnapping Alma, so why don’t we talk about what I can do for you. I will give you whatever you want.”He frowned, flexing the hand arou

  • The Mafia's Hidden Obsession    107

    ALMA’S POVI watched Gio walk through my house with Rose, looking away from the gun in Rose’s hands. The men who had invaded my house were long gone, but I felt safe with more people in the house.Martha was getting attended to in the living room by a doctor, and I was scared to check in on her. I wasn’t used to death and I was used to it- which was crazy and I didn’t want to analyze that.“Tell me what you know about these men” Gio asked, taking in the state of the nursery. To the normal human eye it didn’t look out of place, but Martha’s blood changed the scenery from calm to suspicious.“I don’t know anything about them, what I saw when we ran in was Martha on the floor with my baby in her arms.” I shook my head, “The baby cam got footage of them, but it’s useless to me.”Gio nodded, “I’ll take a look at the video soon, I want Rose to sweep the rest of the house before we sit down to track the guys who were dumb enough to break into your house.”I nodded, kissing Zara’s head. My ha

  • The Mafia's Hidden Obsession    106

    ALMA’S POVNadine and I were cuddled up in my bed. I wrapped my whole body around her like a koala and listened to her soft snores while she slept. It felt like the first week after I had given birth; how alert I was with every breath change or slight movement.After the fourth time I jerked awake, I gave up on sleep and just watched her. Her hair was shorter, which gave me a perfect view of the scars on her neck left behind by Damien.Doctor Hassan had done his best with the stitching, but it was always going to be a statement of what she had almost lost. When Damien had shot her multiple times, and all I could do was watch, I thought I was dying slowly; I had never felt so helpless in my lifeI blinked away the tears that flooded my eyes, keeping my sniffles light. My head felt heavy and my eyes were scratchy, but my fear was falling asleep and waking up to find out it was all a dream.Gio and her friend didn’t walk into my shop with Nadine, and I would wake up to the terrible reali

  • The Mafia's Hidden Obsession    105

    ALMA’S POV“Nadine?” I repeated her name like a prayer. “There’s no way, I saw Damien shoot you, I saw you on the floor, it’s not possible.”“It’s very possible my darling.” Nadine sniffed, and as she walked closer, my vision got blurrier until I could no longer see her clearly. “Your daughter looks exactly like me.”I laughed and my tears fell, it was Nadine, it truly was her. I touched her face and everywhere I could. She was alive and she was here in front of me; was this what a miracle looked like?“I wouldn’t have left if I knew you were alive.” I choked on a sob, “I thought you were dead, it killed me when I left, I even buried you in my backyard.”Nadine snorted, wiping her runny nose. “You dug a six feet hole in your backyard to honor me, now I want to die.”I didn’t fight her when she took Zara, and my heart melted when Zara didn’t pull away from her. She wasn’t a difficult baby, but she didn’t allow just anyone hold her.“Hey baby, I am your godmother. Your mommy and I grew

  • The Mafia's Hidden Obsession    104

    GIO’S POVAlma’s little store was in a cute little spot, and I watched her stand at the counter packing up orders from the shop across the street.Their treats were amazing, Nadine and Rose obviously agreed because they were scarfing down everything they could put their hands on. I washed down the sweet taste in my mouth with black coffee, smiling when Nadine looked appalled. “I don’t ha2ve a sweet tooth.” I lifted my shoulders. “I had to wash all that sweetness down with something bitter.”“That sounds like something a witch would say.” Nadine shook her head. “How old are you that you crave bitterness?”“Let’s not get started on the way she likes her coffee.” Rose crossed her hands. “I thought being in the army would ruin my taste buds, but living with Gio is proving to be worse than that.”“I can’t imagine.” Nadine shuddered, looking over my shoulder. “Are we going to sit here all day or…?”We weren’t going to sit in this nice pastry shop all day, but I knew the prime minister had

  • The Mafia's Hidden Obsession    103

    GIO’S POVI was sitting across from Rose in the private jet, and my eyes trailed her delicate features. Her eyes were closed so I took my time looking at her unmarred skin, in another life she would have made a good model, a great one with her strong jaw and- very blue eyes.“Should I be worried?” Rose’s voice was rough but her eyes were sharp. “If you’re wondering I don’t swing that way.”Nadine snorted from somewhere in the plane, and I hid a smile behind my palm. “I wasn’t thinking about you that way either. I was just staring because you don’t look like someone who should be doing what you’re doing.”“Don’t judge a book by its cover.”“You have a very fine cover.” Nadine said, winking at Rose as she walked past to the open bar.I didn’t comment on the redness that appeared on her face, or the way her eyes lowered. “It’s a miracle you’re here with us today, I thought Zaverio had killed you in his office the last time we were here.”Rose rubbed her chest. “Those rounds hurt like a m

  • The Mafia's Hidden Obsession    102

    ALMA’S POV“Is this the part where you take your daughter and run?” Martha threw my words back at me with a smile. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost, I’m sorry if I came off too strong.”I blinked, molded in place. The woman who helped me give birth to my daughter was not a midwife? She was the leader of a cartel. The same woman who had helped me start my business- it all made sense.“That’s why you knew everything there was to know about business, how you knew who to hire and what business to start.” I was talking to myself, but my brain was running at a mile per hour trying to catch up.“Is that why you helped me start the business up so you smuggle drugs through me?” I voiced the second through that crossed my mind.“That was actually on my list, but after spending months with you and your daughter, I didn’t consider it an option.” She responded. “Helping you with the shop was a great way to keep my mind sharp and also prepare myself in advance, should I need a shop of my own.”“T

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