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The Reluctant Mafia Bride POOR MISTRESS
The drug dealer’s house was tucked away in the farthest corner of a shadowy alley, a grimy and forgotten part of the city where the faint glow of streetlights barely reached. The building itself was a crumbling, decrepit structure, its once-white walls now stained with years of neglect and graffiti. The windows were dark, except for the flickering blue light of a television casting an eerie glow through the thin curtains. Arya stood just outside the door, her heart pounding in her chest, though her expression remained calm, almost disinterested. She was skimpily dressed, her tight dress clinging to her curves, leaving little to the imagination. The outfit was designed to catch the eye, to make her seem like just another woman looking for a quick score or a rough night. But underneath the flimsy exterior, Arya’s mind was sharp, her senses heightened as she waited for her moment. She leaned casually against the wall, her stiletto heels clicking softly against the cracked pavemen
The Reluctant Mafia Bride THE TORTURE-R
“What could be the connection here?”, Ricardo asked. “The convent must be in on it. What if it’s this Order of the Seraphim? What if it’s like a secret society?”, Arya responded with more questions. “Isabel does have a vibe. It could be the whole town council is involved and so is their jurisdiction. But someone has to be pulling all the strings”, Leonardo said. “Manuel?”, Rob asked, joining them. “The priest?”, Arya asked. “Isabel?”, Ricardo asked. They turned to see the guy who Rob was beating up already unconscious. Arya gave him a hard stare but Leonardo and Ricardo were indifferent. “What? He asked for it”, he said with a shrug. “Now how do we question him?”, Arya asked. “We always figure something out”, Leonardo said. “And if he dies?”, she asked. “He won’t die”, Rob said. Arya gave him another hard stare. “We should leave now. We’ll take him and the tape with us”, Leonardo said, taking Arya’s hand and leading her outside. * * * * * * * * * * *
The Reluctant Mafia Bride ROB, THE DECEIVER
Leonardo straightened up, still gripping the hammer, his gaze shifting from José’s broken form to Ricardo. He could feel the tension in the room thickening as Ricardo’s eyes gleamed with sadistic anticipation. The sight of José’s suffering only seemed to fuel his excitement. “Ricardo,” Leonardo said with a tight voice, though he forced a smile. “You always have the worst timing.” Ricardo chuckled. “I disagree. I think I have impeccable timing. Just in time to witness the truth spilling out, right, José?” He took a step closer, his eyes never leaving the prisoner, who was trembling, barely holding himself together. José could only whimper in response, his body wracked with pain, his broken hand cradled against his chest. Leonardo’s patience was wearing thin. He needed to get to the bottom of this, alone. And while he wasn’t averse to using violence, he preferred it to be purposeful, not gratuitous. Unlike Rob or Ricardo. “José,” Ricardo said, gaining the man’s attention. “
The Reluctant Mafia Bride DOPAMINE HITS
“What do you mean I can’t get a meeting with him?” Lima’s voice was sharp, almost a snarl, as she hurled her glass at the mirror. The glass shattered on impact, fragments scattering across the floor like the pieces of her temper. She hadn’t lost control like this in a long time, but the Don was pushing her to the edge. Rupert stood beside her, tense but silent, carefully measuring his next move. He knew better than to speak when Lima was like this, aware that anything he said could set her off even more. “Try harder or I’ll show up with men and guns blazing”, she said and ended the call. Sighing, she ran her hands through her curly hair. “Get me another glass of wine, Rupert. And send in a maid to clean this mess up”, she said, referring to the broken glass and mirror. “Yes, mistress”, he said and stepped out. Lima caught a glimpse of herself in the shattered fragments of the mirror. The jagged edges reflected a distorted image, but the woman staring back at her was unmist
The Reluctant Mafia Bride PETTY JEALOUSY
WARNING: THIS EPISODE CONTAINS CONTENT THAT MIGHT BE TRIGGERING FOR SOME READERS. Lima walked into Henry’s office, her dress revealing just enough to leave him wanting more. The sway in her hips and the confidence in her stride made it clear she was used to getting what she wanted. Henry’s eyes locked onto her, unable to tear them away. “Henry, how are you?” she asked, her voice smooth as she approached his desk. Henry’s gaze lingered on her, taking in every detail. “Lima, it’s always a pleasure to see you,” he replied, his voice barely hiding the hunger in his eyes. “Then do me a favor. Ask me to sit,” she said, her tone soft yet demanding, her eyes never leaving his. Henry swallowed hard, trying to regain some composure. “Please, have a seat, Lima. What can I do for you?” he asked, gesturing to the chair opposite him. “The Italian Don,” she started, cutting straight to the point as she gracefully sat down. “Why can’t I get a meeting with him?” Henry hesitated, choos
The Reluctant Mafia Bride HELP ME
"So, do we all agree?" Arya asked, her gaze sweeping over the group, making sure they were all on the same page. They nodded in unison. "I'm so glad you invited me, Arya," Bianca said with a smile. "And I'm glad you came. It’s exhausting being the only mature person in a group of baby boys," Arya quipped, drawing amused looks from the men. Well, except for Leonardo, who was already looking at her with that familiar admiring gaze. “With that hot head of hers, it’s no wonder she’s adding a little extra masculinity to the group,” Rob remarked, not missing a beat as he took a jab at Bianca. Bianca didn’t flinch. Instead, she rolled her eyes and shot back, “That’s not what she said, and yes, I’ve got just the right amount of masculinity to walk you like a dog.” Her voice dripped with attitude. Ricardo’s eyes widened, a grin spreading across his face. "I’m not gonna lie, she totally wiped the floor with you,” he said, throwing fuel on the fire just to rile Rob up a bit more.
The Reluctant Mafia Bride SOMEONE’S SOMEONE
Arya crouched down beside Lima, her expression more curious than concerned. “What happened to you?” she asked, her voice calm and probing. Lima’s eyes fluttered open, her gaze unfocused as if she were trying to escape the memory that haunted her. “It was Henry,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “He tried to… I had to get out of there.” Arya’s eyes narrowed, the name Henry triggering a faint but uneasy recognition. For Lima to be this shaken, something had gone horribly wrong. Ricardo’s jaw clenched, his voice steely. “Henry, the priest?” “Yes,” Lima responded, her breathing growing rapid as panic began to overtake her. Before the situation could spiral further, Bianca stepped in, her voice firm yet soothing. “She’s having a panic attack. I’ll handle it.” Kneeling beside Lima, Bianca gently guided her through the 5-4-3-2-1 method, her presence a calming force amidst the rising tension. Leonardo, ever vigilant, only relaxed his grip on his gun when he was certain Lima p
The Reluctant Mafia Bride SALVATION
Arya’s eyes were sharp as daggers as she turned to Ricardo, her disbelief morphing into a cold fury. "What do you mean Henry is your father?" she demanded, her voice barely above a whisper, yet filled with venom. Ricardo met her gaze, his face devoid of emotion. “He’s my father. But it doesn’t change anything.” Leonardo's fists clenched at his sides, the tension in the room thickening with each passing second. "You conveniently left out the part about 'my father is a priest' and then asked me to kill him?" His voice was low, simmering with barely restrained anger. "Do you realize what you could have started? A religious movement? A war?" Ricardo’s jaw tightened. “I know,” he admitted, his voice steady, but there was a flicker of regret in his eyes. That flicker wasn’t enough to stop Arya. She moved quickly, her hand connecting with Ricardo’s face in a stinging slap. The sound echoed in the room, freezing everyone in place. “How dare you set us up?” she hissed, her eyes blazi
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