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The Mafioso’s Forced Bride Chapter Six
Fabrizio is in the living room watching another documentary. I can't focus enough to figure out what it is. Last night, I was so certain and confident that my plan would work and that I would have the courage to see it through, but now that I'm awake and he's on the other side of the door, I'm nervous. What if this doesn't work? I can't afford to fail. I have to try. And if I happen to fail, I'll try again. This can't be the end. This isn't how I end up. Someone has to avenge my family and that's me. The authorities will help me with that. I just need to get to them first. I keep my door on the knob and I urge myself to open it. When I do, the door swings open and I lose my balance but I manage not to fall to the floor. Fabrizio is on the couch but he doesn't even look up. I see that the food he brought yesterday is still on the counter, so that facilitates things. I walk to the kitchen and grab the can of tomato soup. I open one of the cupboards and I find a small pot. I open some
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As soon as I get to the hospital, I regret my careless decision. Everyone is staring at me as if I were a madwoman, and maybe I am. I haven't seen Fabrizio yet, not since I kicked him and started yelling that I was kidnapped for everyone to hear. He looked around desperately, naively wondering why someone who fainted suddenly sprang up and started shouting for help. He was still trying to help me, even after all I did. No one moved a finger to help me. I kept spewing out names like Giotto Puglia and Giaccobbe and everyone turned away from me. When a couple of nurses grabbed me and shoved me into a room and locked the door behind me, I knew I was in deep shit. I'm not stupid enough to assume they'll help me. Fabrizio has probably already notified them and they're on their way here. This is a standard hospital room, with a bed but no equipment. I try the door countless times, but there's no chance. It's locked and I have no way to escape. I sit on the bed and take deep breaths. I mus
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Fabio.I can't believe he would betray us. He was always like a brother to us, a son to my mother. He would eat with us. He's been in our home. He was family, but he didn't hesitate to give us away to that band of criminals.I think of that terrible day and suddenly, his behavior makes sense. He was tense. That tool he borrowed. He didn't even want to come inside. He never even gave us a warning. How could he have so little consideration for us? It makes me so angry that I could spontaneously combust.Aurelio's pleasure in telling me this was palpable. He couldn't conceal it. He watched me crumble to pieces and then glue those pieces back together. His confession destroyed me and he knew it would. They set a perfect trap for us, we had no way of escaping. With Fabio's help, they got all the inside information that they needed. Fabio knew all of us inside out. Every negative emotion I felt before multiplied. Doubled. Tripled. Quadrupled. I turn on my side and stare at the door and thin
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I couldn't do it.I couldn't end my life.There was something bigger that stopped me. The plan melted off my brain and I went through the trouble of undoing all the knots. Now I'm agonizing over the damned engagement. I haven't gone through the trouble of checking the wardrobe. When the time comes, I'll grab whatever I lay my hands on. I'm not dressing up to impress him. I don't know if I should be anxious about it. He has a girlfriend, so I'll deduce that it will only be me, him, and Aurelio. He'll hand me a ring (if there is one) and I'll be brought back here to rot and fester. I don't rule Giotto out from the possible list of guests. I have to prepare myself mentally to see him and not act out. That's the priority right now.There's a knock on the door. Aurelio clears his throat, "You have an hour. Are you ready?" I don't reply. I feel a tiny prickle of panic, but I immediately push it aside. Getting ready won't take me five minutes. There's no hairdo or makeup or anything simila
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Enzo walks past me to open the door. I don't turn around, but I hear the voice of a man. He's breathing hard and most of what he says is unclear. "Slow down, Marco. Repeat that.""There are some Antonioni boys starting fights at Lorenzo's bar," he finally says. "He asks for your help.""I'll be there," Alessandro says. "Wait by the car."He closes the door and grabs the key from the table. "There's been enough trouble tonight. I'll lock you in because I don't want any more of it." He looks my way, undoubtedly expecting a response. When he doesn't get one, he takes a hold of my face. His fingers dig into my skin. "I'm warning you, girl. If you dare do anything that displeases me, you're dead." He examines my face for a solid moment. He's much taller than me, so he stares down at me in a very degrading manner. I hate the way it makes me feel small and beneath him. I try to free my face from his grip, but he holds on tighter. "Don't try anything stupid, Chiara. You won't get away with
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"I'm not sleeping on your bed!" How dare he presume I would? As if I would ever share a bed with a criminal. He looks at me as if I'm insane. It makes me feel self-conscious against my will. "On my bed? What makes you think that?" "You just pointed at it," I explain. "You said I'll have to sleep in here.""In here, yes. But I didn't mean my bed," he says and stands to his full height. I feel so small next to him. It's one of the most infuriating feelings ever. "I meant what's underneath it." He lowers to the floor and sticks his hand beneath his bed. He pulls out a thin mattress. I stare at it in shock. He expects me to sleep on this old, thin, dirty mattress? This is what he meant? I scoff. "You must be joking." This is preposterous. There's no reason why I should sleep in this. He said there's no use in escaping, he knows everyone around here. So why this? It's not like I'll run away in the middle of the night. I'm not stupid. I know I'll get caught. "No," he shakes his head, em
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The crash is so loud that my eardrums ring. It's so disorienting that I forget where I am for a moment. I'm stuck to the mattress, even though all of my instincts are screaming at me to get up. Whatever that sound was definitely came from downstairs. I find the nerve to stand despite my crippling fear. I reach the door and press my ear to it. I don't hear a sound. I open the door and when it creaks, my heart drops. I wait a few seconds more before taking another step. The smell of smoke immediately hits me and I wave my hand around my face. There's smoke everywhere. Something is on fire. I rush down the stairs and I see shards of glass on the floor. The curtains are on fire. I go to the kitchen and find a bucket. It isn't as big as I hoped it would be, but I waste no time filling it with tap water. I need to fill the bucket twice before the fire is out. It's a good thing I decided to get up. Who knew happened if I had stayed in the bedroom? The house would've burned down and I'd d
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She places a hand on her hip and glares at me. “Answer me, bitch.""Stop this now, Flavia. This is Enzo's business and you shouldn't get involved. Back off." Marco tries to take her arm, but she slaps him. So this is Flavia, Enzo's girlfriend. I remember Fabrizio telling me about her and I don't usually forget names. She's beautiful. Long black hair, light brown eyes. Her brows are perfectly arched and her skin is perfectly sun-kissed. Her lips are coated in gloss. She's looking at me as if she wants to kill me. I don't doubt that for a second. She's intimately involved with a criminal, so that very well makes her one. Criminals are capable of anything. "Get your hands off me, mongrel," she growls. Marco backs off and returns to my side. He makes a terrified face. It's like he's scared of her or something. Ginevra raises her arms. Adelina scurries away. "I don't want any trouble!" "If you had kept your old trap shut, there wouldn't be," Marco retorts. "Who is this woman?" Flavia
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I put my favorite pearl earrings on. What I love most about them? They go well with everything. I bought them when I visited Paris. I fell in love with the pair as soon as I set my eyes on them. They reminded me of a pair my mother had but never wore. They sat at the bottom of her jewellery box, but sometimes I'd catch her staring at them. I never gave it a second thought; I never thought that they were valuable. Where would she even get the money to buy a real pair of pearl and diamond earrings? Now, I figured that they were probably gifted to her by my father. So much has happened since I left Italy. I settled down in Lisbon, until I decided I could no longer stay. It was a beautiful city, and I loved the food more than anything. But there was something missing, and that was something Lisbon had in common with every city I traveled to. They were marvelous in all aspects, but they just didn't feel like home. That all changed when I met Eric.He was an American living in Vienna. We
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She fires the first shot. I realize that this is the second time in a matter of hours that someone has tried to kill me. Only, something isn't right. She isn't looking at me, in fact it's almost as if I'm not even here. She's staring at the person behind me, Enzo, and I realize that her gun is pointed at him.She's trying to kill Enzo. But why? No, that's a stupid question. It isn't hard to imagine why. The way I feel about him is the same way she must be feeling, only ten times worse because she knew about what he did all along, and I didn't. I fell in love with him before that, and my love for him cushioned the blow of his betrayal. "No, stop!" I exclaim. She isn't listening to me. She fires another shot, and he falls to the ground. For a breathless second, I thing that maybe she hit him, that he's going to bleed to death on this patio. But he wasn't shot, he's fumbling with his own weapon. Her gun is poised, she's ready to fire another shot. Each step she takes brings her close
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I can't bring myself to walk inside just yet. The last time I was here, I was dragged out by Enzo himself. He's standing by the entrance and is watching me as if he knows what I'm thinking. I'm too deflated to be angry, all I can do is look around. My mother's garden is destroyed. Weeds and birds got to it. There are still some flowers I recognize here and there. My hands are itching to fix them, to restore this garden, but I know that that won't ever happen. It won't be the same without her. She spent years and so much effort on this small piece of land, but that has all gone to waste. I settle my eyes on the front door again. Enzo has the keys with him. I don't ask him how he has them. It doesn't matter at this point. He probably got them from one of his men, after they finished the job. "Aren't you going to come in?" he asks me. I shake my head. "Why did you bring me here?" "This is your home," he says. "I thought you'd want to spend the night here instead of some motel."He
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I look at Enzo.He's breathing heavily. His eyes search my face and body to make sure I'm safe, that no bullet hit me. We both look at Gustavo, who's lying on the ground. Dead. I place my hand over my mouth. I can't believe that has happened. I can't believe that he was going to kill me, after everything we've been through. This night has turned out to be a nightmare. An absolute nightmare."We need to go," he says to me, as if he didn't just kill his own brother. I'm being unfair, I know that. He was going to kill one of us, and all Enzo did was try to keep us both safe.But he's dead.Enzo lifts me off the ground when I refuse to move. He shoves me inside the vehicle and slams the door in my face. I stare at Gustavo’s body through the window, at the pool of blood around his torso. I'm seeing it, but I can't quite believe my eyes. He gets inside the driver's seat and starts the car.We speed away from the bloody scene. I wonder briefly if anyone will ever find these people. This cab
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Gustavo is furious.I don't think I've ever seen him like this. I barely recognize him. Why is he holding that gun? And why does it seem like Enzo expected this? I feel like an outsider once again. I have no idea of what's happening right now.He says, "Come with me, Chiara. You," he points at Enzo with the gun. "You stay the hell away from her."Enzo stands up. "You don't tell her what to do. And who do you think you're talking to?" Gustavo ignores him. He turns to me. His brow is furrowed and his lips are in a snarl. For the first time since I met him, I'm afraid of him. I've never seen him like this. He says, "Come, Chiara. You have no business being here with him. I'm going to take you back home, someplace safe." I don't like his tone at all. He's been using it on me for some time now. I'm not a child, yet he keeps treating me like one. "You didn't keep her safe to begin with," Enzo interjects. "You can't keep her safe. She would've been killed tonight, if it weren't for me."En
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Flavia finally stands and faces him. "What are you—" He pulls out his gun and shoots her right there. I gasp and watch as her body falls with a thud. I look at him, he's looking at me. I can't believe that this has happened. Flavia de Luca is dead? He just shot her. Right in front of me. A few more men enter the room. I only recognize Vito amongst them. Enzo tucks his gun back in his coat and says, "Untie her. Make sure you don't hurt her. One yelp and you'll meet your maker." He doesn't look at me as he gives those orders which I'm partly thankful for. I'm shocked that he's here, but I push that to the back of my mind. For now. They cut at the ropes and tape, a little too carefully, and I'm freed. Finally. I sit up and my head spins. When I open my eyes, Enzo is no longer in the room. Vito is helping me to my feet. Someone shoves a bottle of water at me. I fumble with the lid, but I manage to open it. "Easy, miss," one of them says. "Take slow sips."I do as I'm told, because my
The Mafioso’s Forced Bride Chapter Seventy-Nine
They tied me down with ropes, like an animal awaiting slaughter.I knew that this would happen, yet I don't regret my decision. I wasn't going to give up without trying, even if that attempt got me here. I'm so thirsty it's like I swallowed a mouthful of sand. With all the dust here, maybe I have. I just need a sip of water, but I guess there isn't any point in wasting water on a dead person. How long will I have to wait? Not being able to move is torturous. I don't know at this point if I should hope for the best or just give up. I've been here for a long time, if anyone had to find me, they would've already. I'm at the mercy of Flora and her brother, and once again this is all Enzo’s fault. It's getting darker because the room is pitch black at this point. Maybe one of them will light this kerosene lamp. My head is starting to hurt, either from dehydration or this stressful situation. I need to sleep, but at the same time, I can't close my eyes while I'm surrounded by people who m
The Mafioso’s Forced Bride Chapter Seventy-Eight
I'm filled to the brim with a feeling of utter despair. I try to move my hands and feet, but they've been bound with rope and duct tape. I'm in a dark, cramped space. Moving car? Again?I’m overwhelmed with the strong sense of deja vu. This cannot be happening to me. I thought I was finally free. I wasn’t expecting something this absurd to happen to me. What am I going to do? How will I escape? Is this punishment for not caring about Russo’s death as I should or the price I'm paying for getting involved with Enzo? Caio is going to use me to get to him, to hurt him. He doesn't know how he's wasting his time. Enzo won't care about that. All he wanted was revenge, and now that he has it, he doesn't need anything else. He won’t care about me. He won’t sacrifices his new wins and achievements because of me. Let them have me. He disposed of me along ago. He won’t care now, that I know. How long have I been here? What I can't believe is that after everything I've been through, I'm back to
