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The Mafia's Hidden Obsession 71
ZAVERIO’S POVThere was a ringing in my ears that had become part of my daily life. Initially, it had irritated me and caused me a lot of migraines and mental distress. One day I sunk deeper into the hole it was digging in my head and found something that had eluded me… peace.The handle of the knife sticking of the missing eye socket of the dead man on my floor was bloody, I hated to part with my knives but I hated soiling my hands with the blood of people beneath me.The pained pleas of the men kneeling in a straight line collided in the air like chaotic music, soothing my ears and uplifting my mood. These men were the self-acclaimed resistance group that had been opposing my rule on my turf.Don Favelo’s turf had officially been renamed to Don Riccardo’s. I had spent the last two months rooting out the weeds in my land. Alvaro was trusted enough to oversee the area in my stead, but I had had enough of people underestimating me.If my father was still alive, he would have told me I
Last Updated : 2025-03-08The Mafia's Hidden Obsession 1
“Zaverio,” his name echoed in my head, and happiness surged through my veins as heat spread up my neck, setting my cheeks on fire. It had been years since I saw him, and I wondered what he would look like, but I didn’t care. I had loved him and would love him forever. News had gotten out that he was returning to town. I had heard the other house helps gossip about it, but I hadn’t dared to hope until I heard Mrs. Riccardo say so herself, ordering them to decorate the house and make the mansion beautiful. I scrubbed the plate subconsciously, my hands working by themselves out of years of experience and practice. Lady Riccardo walked in, stern as ever she scowled."Better hurry, Alma," Mrs. Riccardo's voice cracked like a whip, sending a shiver down my spine. "We don't have much time. My son will be home any moment from now. Do your job." I nodded, my lips sealed, knowing better than to utter a word. Mrs. Riccardo's grip on the household had tightened like a noose since Don Riccard
Last Updated : 2024-12-12The Mafia's Hidden Obsession 2
A lump grew in my throat, and my eyes widened in both fear and shock. “You will apologize to me at once, and you must be as quiet as a mouse,” he whispered with severity in his tone. “Got it?”I nodded, gripping my towel tight, hating the way my heart galloped because of the close proximity between our bodies. He let go of my mouth, and I pressed my lips together, tilting my head to stare at the floor. “I'm sorry, sir,” I apologized, and my stomach clenched in fear. Zaverio had never been this stern with me. His alcoholic breath fanned my face, and I pressed my back harder against the wall, wishing it would open up and take me. “You've grown so beautiful,” he said in a roguish voice, gripping a handful of my hair. “Damn, I missed you.”I gulped, trembling. Who had Zaverio become? He wasn't the sweet teenager I used to sneak out to the waterfall with. His hand drifted to my neck, sending electric shocks down my spine. “Why aren't you saying anything? Didn't you miss me?”“You're
Last Updated : 2024-12-12The Mafia's Hidden Obsession 3
The next morning, I stood in the kitchen, getting my work for the day done. My heart was heavy, and I couldn't stop the flashes of their naked bodies from flooding my head. The door to the kitchen opened, and I looked up from the breakfast I was preparing to see Zaverio standing there with a smile on his handsome face. I turned away, unable to bear the sight of him.I felt a venomous rage coursing through my veins, and it took everything in me not to lash out at him. How could he forget what we had as teenagers, when I gave myself to him completely? He had promised to come back for me, to marry me. But it was all a lie. His betrayal was like the sharp edges of a sword piercing through my heart. I couldn't look at him, couldn't stand the sight of his smile, his eyes, his face. Everything about him felt like a lie.“Please, don't come close, please don't,” I thought, but my prayers were unanswered as a huge hand landed on my shoulder and spun me around. "Don't touch me," I snarled,
Last Updated : 2024-12-12The Mafia's Hidden Obsession 4
My heart raced when the sound of the black sedan's engine dying outside signaled Zaverio's arrival. I gazed up from the novel I was reading and walked to the window. I watched him step out of the car, his hair disheveled. His eyes were tired, but his gaze was still piercing. Lifting his head, his gaze met mine, but I walked away from the window and returned to my seat. I didn't want to think about him, but my mind betrayed me. It conjured memories of our past encounters. Mrs. Riccardo's shrill voice yelling at a house help to get Zaverio something to drink followed. I rolled my eyes at how protective Mrs. Riccardo was of her son, considering how much of a rogue he had become. I tossed my book aside, my throat parched, and my belly craving a drink. I made my way to the kitchen, and downed myself a glass of juice.As I tiptoed back with the glass, my body collided with another, and I felt a jolt of electricity run through me, and a familiar scent rushed into my nostrils. Glancing up
Last Updated : 2024-12-12The Mafia's Hidden Obsession 5
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 hea
Last Updated : 2024-12-16The Mafia's Hidden Obsession 6
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
Last Updated : 2024-12-16The 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 71
ZAVERIO’S POVThere was a ringing in my ears that had become part of my daily life. Initially, it had irritated me and caused me a lot of migraines and mental distress. One day I sunk deeper into the hole it was digging in my head and found something that had eluded me… peace.The handle of the knife sticking of the missing eye socket of the dead man on my floor was bloody, I hated to part with my knives but I hated soiling my hands with the blood of people beneath me.The pained pleas of the men kneeling in a straight line collided in the air like chaotic music, soothing my ears and uplifting my mood. These men were the self-acclaimed resistance group that had been opposing my rule on my turf.Don Favelo’s turf had officially been renamed to Don Riccardo’s. I had spent the last two months rooting out the weeds in my land. Alvaro was trusted enough to oversee the area in my stead, but I had had enough of people underestimating me.If my father was still alive, he would have told me I
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ALMA’S POV“I’m very confused, Mr. Antonio. I thought I was here for the reading of my father. Don Riccardo was my boss, what does he have to do with my father?”Antonio didn’t respond immediately, occupied with the task of retrieving the envelope. He found it in the lowest drawer and pulled it out triumphantly. “I understand that a lot of things will sound very strange to you. I sent that letter to the Riccardo Estate per Don Riccardo’s request- Gilbert I mean because Zaverio is the new Don- I believe these words aren’t strange to you on this level.”I shook my head. They weren’t strange to me at all; maybe if I hadn’t met Jace or seen Zaverio wave a gun around; or maybe if I hadn’t spent the last few months of my life getting to know the other world that existed when everyone else went to sleep.“I know the insides of the business that Zaverio runs.” I twisted my hands together, wondering if this was another plot by my recent captors to fool me.“If you think I’m working for the fed
The Mafia's Hidden Obsession 69
ALMA’S POVGio drove for hours, and I busied myself with the city I knew breezing by. I smiled at a few familiar places, burying the heaviness in my heart. There was no time for melancholy, this was my new life and I didn’t have a choice but to face it.My initial plan to call Zaverio flew to the back of my mind, because I knew that was what they were expecting. Gio may try to pose as a soldier for justice but living with Zaverio had tainted my naïve mind.Good people weren’t always good and bad people weren’t always bad, it all depended on the side you saw and when. The federal agents of who knows what agency knew I was innocent but they didn’t care about me because I was useless to their case.If I was ever captured by the police, the evidence needed to clear my name would never see the light of day and the likes of Damien and Gio would go to bed and sleep like a baby.My heart burned when I thought of Nadine, and how painfully she must have died. She had saved me so many times beca
The Mafia's Hidden Obsession 68
ALMA’S POV“Just like that?” I eyed the woman sitting across from me, not buying the bullshit she was selling to me. “You are telling me I can walk out the door if I want to.”Gio crossed her long legs, and leaned into her chair. “I am telling you that you’re a free woman. I do apologize for our poor accommodation.”“You locked me up for a month without access to a lawyer; you should be apologizing for more than your shitty accommodation.” “It could have been worse; you could have had a roommate. Do you know how many pregnant women survive in prison?” Gio smacked her lips when she took a sip of her hot coffee. “Our evidence is weak, if the state was to take you to court, all the evidence would be inadmissible.”“You knew all of this and kept me against my will, why? Did you think I was going to break and beg for a plea deal or something?”Gio nodded unapologetically. “Or something? Agent Damien assured me you had something we all wanted, if we kept you for a while then maybe you woul
The Mafia's Hidden Obsession 67
ALMA’S POVThe familiar three grey wall and a steel bar door was what I had called home for the past one month, judging by the lines I had drawn on the walls. I struck a line over six lines marking another week.My bladder protested weakly pulling me out of my cavewoman thoughts and I threw my leg over the bed, and pushed myself up, holding my bump. I walked the three steps to my in house toilet and sat.The worst part about my new home was how fast my dignity was shattered. I had tried to save some, but eventually I bowed to the intense pressure in this hell hole. I hadn’t seen Gio or Damien since the last time we spoke.The guard who brought food for me every day ignored me every time I asked about them or to make a phone call. Maybe Zaverio didn’t know where I was, and if I helped even in the smallest capacity, I knew he was going to come for me.“You look mighty comfortable on that disgusting toilet.” Damien’s chirpy voice broke through my thoughts, grinding my happy moments to du
The Mafia's Hidden Obsession 66
ZAVERIO’S POVIt had been three days. Three days since my home base was invaded by a rat, and three days since Alma was taken. My fingers tightened around the gun I was holding in my lap as I watched Gored spit out another tooth.Von flexed his hands, looking back at me. “Is that enough boss?” Nothing was ever going to be enough for traitors. I waved my hand and stood, walking slowly to the man who was now missing one eye. “I thought we had a great agreement Gored. You said you wanted out, and I gave you a clean way out. No one will ever take that risk but I did because of your sick mother, so why did you betray me?”Gored kept his eye level with mine, “I didn’t have a choice, I would never betray you if they didn’t have something on me.”“Why didn’t you come to me?” I squatted, tapping his kneecaps with my gun. “If the feds were sniffing up the wrong alley, why didn’t you try to reach me?”“They broke into my home one night and dragged me out in front of my mother. There was this gu
The Mafia's Hidden Obsession 65
TIA’S POVMy hands and legs ached, but there was nothing I could do about it because I was handcuffed to a chair. The room was bright and a cup of water had been placed in front of me hours ago, a taunting line that stung.If they were expecting me to beg, we were going to wait here for a long time. I licked my dry lips and swallowed, looking away from the tempting bottle in front of me. I was never going to break; Zaverio was going to come for me.The door opened, and a woman walked in. She took one look at me and sighed. “Jesus Christ, Damien. Did they not teach you how to handle pregnant victims?”“Unfortunately, we weren’t taught and she’s not a victim.” Damien walked in behind her, staring at me in disgust. “I want this meeting to be brief so please don’t waste our time and tell us what we want to know.”“I don’t have anything to say to you.” I shivered under his harsh gaze, “Can I get a lawyer? I need to talk to someone.”“Then you can talk to me.” The woman smiled warmly, unloc
The Mafia's Hidden Obsession 64
DAMIEN’S POVI wiped the sweat off my forehead, mentally counting the men that were on night shift. The numbers were light and I wondered about my luck. Zaverio and his dogs had left earlier not telling anyone where they were going.I wanted to kit up with them, and to also get closer to Zaverio, gain his trust and maybe kill him in in his sleep. I didn’t run with the eagerness of the others because this was a golden chance.My target was Alma, and with Zaverio guarding her like a dog every day, it had been hard to get close to her. The bitch had started keeping her distance after our last conversation.No one knew the connection between Alma and Zaverio, but I watched them exchange loved up glances, and one time I caught them kissing in the kitchen. My stomach roiled and I realized she was not a victim, she was his ally.My plan was to appeal to her with the route of escaping this hell hole, but the little birdy was comfortable in her cage. That was sad because I had every intention
The Mafia's Hidden Obsession 63
ZAVERIO’S POV“You look like you sucked on a lemon.” Von flexed his fingers in his dark latex gloves, “I didn’t force you to come, you should have stayed home with your woman.”I released a grunt, looking out into the night. “Alvaro is our man; it also boosts the morale of my men when I walk into battle with them. It’s a tricky situation, but I don’t think we can get out of it without bloodshed.”“No one likes killing cops, but anyone who worked with Favelo is rotten. I’ll sleep better at night when they’re no longer walking on the same earth with me.”“How are we looking up there?” I asked, referring to the snipers we had placed in strategic positions facing the house we intended to burst into. I hoped it wasn’t a trap because this was the only lead we had.“Last time I checked in, they confirmed the position of the house and the guards outside. They have cops written all over their body and they are not being subtle about their hideout.”“I used to be feared.” I laughed, checking th
