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The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 66: Good Anna
“Can I crack the eggs now?” Isabella asked with her little voice full of excitement as she stood on the stool beside the counter, barely able to reach the edge with her tiny hands. Her cheeks were dusted with flour streak of it trailing over the tip of her nose. “Okay but one at a time. We don’t want eggshells in the cookies, do we?” I smiled faintly nodding as I steadied the bowl.“No eggshells! That’s yucky.” She shook her head fiercely with her dark curls bouncing.Anna, standing nearby with her arms folded let out a small reluctant chuckle. She had flour on her apron and her sleeves rolled to her elbows. Three weeks ago, I never thought I’d see her willingly step into a kitchen beside me much less help me with something as mundane as baking cookies. At first, she had regarded me with nothing short of open disdain with suspicion in her eyes and every movement stiff with disapproval. But something shifted after the shooting. Maybe it was seeing Rafael’s face when he carried me i
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-04-05The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 67: Nathan moment
Adriana’s POVI found him leaning against the balcony railing with arms crossed and shoulders tense. The sun was beginning to dip beyond the horizon, spilling a hazy orange glow across the grounds. The kind of light that made the world look softer even if nothing really was. Nathan’s eyes were fixed on something far off though I doubted he was actually seeing anything. What was his story? Does he have a family? Is there someone he’s ever loved like Rafael loved me? Had he been betrayed to turn him to this stone? So many questions. I paused in the doorway for a second unsure if I should say something or just walk away again. We’d been doing that lately passing each other in halls and offering awkward half nods and unfinished words. It was stupid and it had gone on too long.I stepped outside and walked toward him slowly, the air cool against my skin. He didn’t look at me right away but I saw the way his jaw tensed when he heard my footsteps.“You’re doing it again.” I said, breaking
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-04-06The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 68: Mockery
Rafael’s POVFrom the solitude of my study, I stood by the expansive window watching as the convoy of vehicles sped through the estate's iron gates and up the winding drive. Nathan led the procession, his posture exuding authority and purpose. The cars came to a halt in unison and the occupants emerged, moving together with an ease that spoke of deep connection I hate. Adriana was among the. The group moved toward the main entrance like a family unit, their unity evident in every step. A sharp pang lanced through my chest at the sight. She had risked everything for Nathan, stepping into the line of fire without hesitation. The question that had haunted me resurfaced: why him? Why not me? The jealousy simmered beneath my skin, an unwelcome companion to the gratitude I knew I should feel. I had wrestled with this turmoil since the incident, searching for answers in the quiet of my own mind but none came. Despite my efforts to remain detached, something within me had shifted concernin
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-04-07The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 69: Good person
Adriana’s POVI sat frozen for a long moment after Rafael left the room, the door clicking softly behind him as if mocking the storm he’d left in his wake. My fingers instinctively curled around the edge of the vanity, nails digging into the wood. My reflection stared back at me all pale, tired and wounded in more ways than one. The bandages over my shoulder peeked beneath the straps of my camisole and though the doctor had said the wound wasn’t vital, it still throbbed with a stubborn ache ehich was a reminder of everything I’d thrown myself into.A reminder of the pain I’d chosen. And yet he had stood there, watched me looking at my wound with something bordering indifference and managed to accuse me not so subtly, with that infuriating calm voice of trying to sway his men to my side. My hands trembled and not from pain but from the sheer fury boiling beneath my skin.I had not expected softness from Rafael (God knows that ship had sailed a long time ago) but I also hadn’t expected
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-04-08The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 70: Ripening fruit
Adriana’s POVI walked into the dining room, my eyes flickering from the grand table to Rafael seated at the head with his features calm but unreadable like he’d been waiting for me for hours. I was still annoyed from earlier., his cold words and the way he looked at me like I was nothing but a game and I wasn’t exactly looking forward to whatever this dinner was meant to be. Still, I kept my steps steady and headed toward the seat beside him like nothing in the world was wrong. But just as I reached for the chair, I heard his voice all low, firm and quiet.“Come here.” He murmured in a deep voice that sent zap through my soine. “What?” I heard him alright but I acted like I didn’t even with the facial expression. I gave. “Come. Here.” He looked up at me with those sharp and unreadable eyes and then he repeated with more empjasis. I hesitated because every part of me was screaming not to. I didn’t like giving in to things I didn’t understand especially not when it came to Rafael.
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-04-09The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 71: Bonding time
Rafael’s POVI hadn’t been able to sleep the whole night.My head was a mess. And my chest? Worse. The whole night, I’d turned over and over in my bed with memories crawling beneath my skin like they were waiting to suffocate me. Adriana sitting on my lap with that stunned look in her eyes, the small wince she made when her wound shifted, the way her lips parted when I touched her skin. It was all still so vivid almost too vivid. Every part of her was like a brand seared into me. I couldn’t get rid of her even if I tried. So I didn’t try. I gave up on sleep, got dressed and decided to run early in the morning.The early morning air was crisp and still damp with dew. Everything was quieter than usual like the whole estate was still asleep except the birds and me. I stepped out stretching my arms and rolling my shoulders as I walked down the stairs. I was halfway to the east trail when I saw two familiar figures ahead of me near the hedge garden. It was Anna and Isabella. With the lat
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-04-10The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 72: Longing ache
Adriana’s POVThe morning breeze drifted into my room lifting the edge of the curtain and brushing against my face as if trying to wake me up gently. But I hadn’t been asleep. I’d been tossing in bed for what felt like forever, unable to get comfortable with my thoughts racing and heart pounding even though the house was quiet. It had been like that all night thinking about last evening, the way Rafael had pulled me into his lap like I was some toy he owned and the way his lips had touched my skin so slowly and deliberately like he knew what it would do to me. And the worst part? My body had responded to him like it always did. Like it was betraying me. I didn’t know what to feel anymore. I was tired of myself and tired of feeling. Because he has teased me fucking enough now. Somewhere between trying to close my eyes and giving up, I ended up walking to the balcony dragging the curtain back and stepping out barefoot witj my arms hugging my body because the air still held that early
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-04-10The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 1~ a decision
Adriana’s POVThe neon sign outside the club flickered casting a dull red glow on the wet pavement. I stood beneath it, breathing in the thick and smoky air with my arms wrapped around myself as if that would somehow make this easier. But nothing about tonight was easy which is something I have been thinking about for weeks. The bass from the music inside thumped through the walls with that kind of deep pulse that settled in your bones. Or maybe it’s because of what I’m about to do. It is also the kind that made men loosen their ties and women forget they had limits. I know cause I’ve seen it. The kind of music that turned this place into an escape or some sort fantasy for some. Except for me, this wasn’t a fantasy and it has never been for the past six months. It is a place I have to come to so I’ll be able to keep food on the table. This was my last option because there are no other options in the first place. I adjusted my thin jacket, barely feeling the cold anymore. I canno
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The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 72: Longing ache
Adriana’s POVThe morning breeze drifted into my room lifting the edge of the curtain and brushing against my face as if trying to wake me up gently. But I hadn’t been asleep. I’d been tossing in bed for what felt like forever, unable to get comfortable with my thoughts racing and heart pounding even though the house was quiet. It had been like that all night thinking about last evening, the way Rafael had pulled me into his lap like I was some toy he owned and the way his lips had touched my skin so slowly and deliberately like he knew what it would do to me. And the worst part? My body had responded to him like it always did. Like it was betraying me. I didn’t know what to feel anymore. I was tired of myself and tired of feeling. Because he has teased me fucking enough now. Somewhere between trying to close my eyes and giving up, I ended up walking to the balcony dragging the curtain back and stepping out barefoot witj my arms hugging my body because the air still held that early
The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 71: Bonding time
Rafael’s POVI hadn’t been able to sleep the whole night.My head was a mess. And my chest? Worse. The whole night, I’d turned over and over in my bed with memories crawling beneath my skin like they were waiting to suffocate me. Adriana sitting on my lap with that stunned look in her eyes, the small wince she made when her wound shifted, the way her lips parted when I touched her skin. It was all still so vivid almost too vivid. Every part of her was like a brand seared into me. I couldn’t get rid of her even if I tried. So I didn’t try. I gave up on sleep, got dressed and decided to run early in the morning.The early morning air was crisp and still damp with dew. Everything was quieter than usual like the whole estate was still asleep except the birds and me. I stepped out stretching my arms and rolling my shoulders as I walked down the stairs. I was halfway to the east trail when I saw two familiar figures ahead of me near the hedge garden. It was Anna and Isabella. With the lat
The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 70: Ripening fruit
Adriana’s POVI walked into the dining room, my eyes flickering from the grand table to Rafael seated at the head with his features calm but unreadable like he’d been waiting for me for hours. I was still annoyed from earlier., his cold words and the way he looked at me like I was nothing but a game and I wasn’t exactly looking forward to whatever this dinner was meant to be. Still, I kept my steps steady and headed toward the seat beside him like nothing in the world was wrong. But just as I reached for the chair, I heard his voice all low, firm and quiet.“Come here.” He murmured in a deep voice that sent zap through my soine. “What?” I heard him alright but I acted like I didn’t even with the facial expression. I gave. “Come. Here.” He looked up at me with those sharp and unreadable eyes and then he repeated with more empjasis. I hesitated because every part of me was screaming not to. I didn’t like giving in to things I didn’t understand especially not when it came to Rafael.
The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 69: Good person
Adriana’s POVI sat frozen for a long moment after Rafael left the room, the door clicking softly behind him as if mocking the storm he’d left in his wake. My fingers instinctively curled around the edge of the vanity, nails digging into the wood. My reflection stared back at me all pale, tired and wounded in more ways than one. The bandages over my shoulder peeked beneath the straps of my camisole and though the doctor had said the wound wasn’t vital, it still throbbed with a stubborn ache ehich was a reminder of everything I’d thrown myself into.A reminder of the pain I’d chosen. And yet he had stood there, watched me looking at my wound with something bordering indifference and managed to accuse me not so subtly, with that infuriating calm voice of trying to sway his men to my side. My hands trembled and not from pain but from the sheer fury boiling beneath my skin.I had not expected softness from Rafael (God knows that ship had sailed a long time ago) but I also hadn’t expected
The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 68: Mockery
Rafael’s POVFrom the solitude of my study, I stood by the expansive window watching as the convoy of vehicles sped through the estate's iron gates and up the winding drive. Nathan led the procession, his posture exuding authority and purpose. The cars came to a halt in unison and the occupants emerged, moving together with an ease that spoke of deep connection I hate. Adriana was among the. The group moved toward the main entrance like a family unit, their unity evident in every step. A sharp pang lanced through my chest at the sight. She had risked everything for Nathan, stepping into the line of fire without hesitation. The question that had haunted me resurfaced: why him? Why not me? The jealousy simmered beneath my skin, an unwelcome companion to the gratitude I knew I should feel. I had wrestled with this turmoil since the incident, searching for answers in the quiet of my own mind but none came. Despite my efforts to remain detached, something within me had shifted concernin
The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 67: Nathan moment
Adriana’s POVI found him leaning against the balcony railing with arms crossed and shoulders tense. The sun was beginning to dip beyond the horizon, spilling a hazy orange glow across the grounds. The kind of light that made the world look softer even if nothing really was. Nathan’s eyes were fixed on something far off though I doubted he was actually seeing anything. What was his story? Does he have a family? Is there someone he’s ever loved like Rafael loved me? Had he been betrayed to turn him to this stone? So many questions. I paused in the doorway for a second unsure if I should say something or just walk away again. We’d been doing that lately passing each other in halls and offering awkward half nods and unfinished words. It was stupid and it had gone on too long.I stepped outside and walked toward him slowly, the air cool against my skin. He didn’t look at me right away but I saw the way his jaw tensed when he heard my footsteps.“You’re doing it again.” I said, breaking
The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 66: Good Anna
“Can I crack the eggs now?” Isabella asked with her little voice full of excitement as she stood on the stool beside the counter, barely able to reach the edge with her tiny hands. Her cheeks were dusted with flour streak of it trailing over the tip of her nose. “Okay but one at a time. We don’t want eggshells in the cookies, do we?” I smiled faintly nodding as I steadied the bowl.“No eggshells! That’s yucky.” She shook her head fiercely with her dark curls bouncing.Anna, standing nearby with her arms folded let out a small reluctant chuckle. She had flour on her apron and her sleeves rolled to her elbows. Three weeks ago, I never thought I’d see her willingly step into a kitchen beside me much less help me with something as mundane as baking cookies. At first, she had regarded me with nothing short of open disdain with suspicion in her eyes and every movement stiff with disapproval. But something shifted after the shooting. Maybe it was seeing Rafael’s face when he carried me i
The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 65: Matteo
Rafael’s POVI stood at the edge of the bed watching the slow rise and fall of Adriana’s chest and making sure she was still breathing. The bandages on her shoulder were clean, the color returning to her face little by little but she still looked so fucking fragile and too pale against the dark sheets. A part of me hated seeing her like this all weak and vulnerable. Another part of me hated that I cared enough to stay here and that I did what I did. It’s just that the thought f someone hurting her that wasn’t me didn’t seat well with me. Nathan hovered by the doorway with arms crossed and his jaw clenched so tight I could hear his teeth grinding. He hadn’t spoken much since I brought Adriana back but his eyes had said enough. “She’s stable. There is nothing more you can do for her now.” I said in a firm but low voice knowing I had to keep it down. “She almost died.” His fingers curled into fists at his sides. I think he has repeated that for the billionth time now. “I fucking kn
The Vengeful Mafia Kings’ Property 64: Awake
Adriana’s POVThe first thing I felt was pain. A deep throbbing ache that pulsed through my entire body but especially in my shoulder, where fire seemed to have lodged itself beneath my skin. I tried to mov but even the smallest shift sent sharp, biting agony through my limbs. A groan slipped past my lips before I could stop it. Where the hell was I? I forced my heavy eyelids open blinking against the dim lighting. The ceiling above me was unfamiliar, all dark wood and old-fashioned molding. The bed beneath me was softer than I expected witg the sheets cool against my overheated skin. The faint scent of antiseptic lingered in the air mixing with something darker and something unmistakably metallic. My blood. Memories crashed over me in waves. Starting from the party. The Brotherhood. The secret meeting. The gunshot. And nathan. I had thrown myself in front of him. Why? That question lodged itself in my mind, refusing to leave. Why the hell had I moved? Why had I risked my own life
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