The sweet smell of seduction

The sweet smell of seduction

last updateLast Updated : 2022-06-15
By:  M.ValeneCompleted
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Francisca inherited one of the largest Italian Mafia headquarters at a very young age. She accepted a contract marriage to the experienced Anthony to run the family business. However, a betrayal will make her follow her own destiny and build new alliances as she intends to fulfill her promise to assassinate the heir of the enemy family: the famous fashion designer and CEO Adam Arnault. However, even for a seasoned mobster, this mission will not be as simple as it seems...

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Chapter 1

Prologue

Sicily, Italy

The leaves fall from the trees determined by autumn, without any choice as to their fate. These are laws that command the natural order of things, and with human relationships it is not much different. There are situations that we can only follow the course, without choice, because what is at stake, is what matters and nothing else.

“Are you sure you can trust this woman?”, Asks the apprehensive maid.

“ That would be foolish, Selina. She's a greedy woman and she can change sides at any moment, depending on who pays more”, Still my eyes are following the falling leaves, and just like the tree, I have lost a lot with the coming of the seasons. First my mother and then my father. 

Lorena was right. Danger is always lurking and one hour or another, your turn will come in the roulette wheel of death. I am no longer the innocent little girl who could not see the black and white of reality. I am one of the biggest leaders of the mafia and I don't deny that being able to continue the work of generations was satisfying until I learned that now a life depends on mine...

“ I need to take another direction in my life. I will run away in a week! I don't want my son to grow up here.”, It's my decision and there's nothing that will make me change it.

“ You have achieved so much, Francisca! No woman has ever come this far”, She insists.

" But not so much power was able to bring my family back.  And I don't want them to take someone important away again...", I run my hands over my huge belly and it gives me a chill to think that at any moment a child would be born from me.

I feel a little young compared to my old expectations about my future. However, if I consider how much I have matured to survive these past years, giving love to such a helpless being can't be that difficult.

“And Anthony?”  She reminds me of my biggest obstacle.

“ He has let himself be blinded by power. He will never know when to stop.”

“ He's coming for you, Francisca. Wherever you go!  You're his queen, he knows business won't be the same without you!”, She states the obvious that everyone knows, including Anthony himself.

It's all about business, not love. And the only one I feel will be able to give me, has just kicked my belly.

It will be for you, my son.

“ So the best thing is to eliminate all traces that he might have to follow me”,  My tone becomes harsh, coated with threat.

“ What do you mean, ma'am?”

“That I will start with you, traitor! “, I take the gun from my jacket pocket and fire a shot into his chest.  Your body goes to the ground with your eyes still giving signs of life and your mouth tries to mutter something.

“ Save your words for the final judgment that awaits you. You ridiculous spy!”,  I face the dying woman ceasing her last breaths.

Meanwhile, the noise causes the two security guards to open the door to the room. They are my next targets with two sharp shots to their heads and two more bodies go down. A quicker death this time. 

I don't have much time. I grab my small suitcase ready with the most essential things, the corridors are huge, but I grew up in this mansion. I know the secret passages that my innocence believed were for playing hide, hide. And that my father would never be the men who kill and gather groups of men either out of fear or out of fragile loyalty. 

In front of my eyes the illusion of my still child sister Lorena is running, encouraging me to keep looking for her towards the exit that would lead to the entrance of the vineyards.   The rain-scented air is the first sign of my freedom, which is threatened by the other men to the left. The only way is through the vineyards, an extravagant physical effort for my limited condition. However, there is no choice. I follow the course like a leaf being blown away by the autumn wind. There are many drops of sweat on my face, but they are no match for the liquid leaking from between my legs.

My son is coming! 

“ Calm down baby, it won't be long now!”

 Amelia's car is at the appointed point.  And I rehearse a few steps slower while trying to signal her to see me from the rear-view mirror. And it works, because the car door suddenly opens and she runs to meet me.

“ Francisca!”, She offers her shoulder for me to lean on. 

“ My son is going to be born! “,  Is a mixture of joy and fear.  Nothing guarantees that at any moment the men will realize that I have escaped, “ Let's get out of here, please!”

“ Come, I already have a midwife waiting for us”, She tries to calm me down although the being inside me doesn't accept delays.

We get in the car and everything is left behind, in the past. 

However, he never leaves us. He just arranges a new face to present himself as the present and settles the score using the future that is never the one we dream of....

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“ Go ahead! “, Shouts the midwife. 

But it's so hard. It's as if the bones break and wish they would come out along with the baby. 

“ There's only a few more to go! Push!”, She shouts again.

There is no hand for me to grab, Amelia remains distant, staring at me with a look I can't decipher. My vision is so blurred that everything is slowly getting darker.

“ Don't close your eyes, madam, please!”,  She implores.

However, it is a request that does not depend on my willpower.  But I surrender all the strength that may exist within me and have the feeling of hearing a cry until everything goes dark. 

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One hour later

“ Amelia? Where am I?”, Both my vision and my memories are slowly coming back.  “My son, where is my son?”

“ It was a girl!”, She answers.

“ Was it?”, I remain confused.

“ Oui, someone took the girl! I wasn't there and the lady was beaten. Poor thing!”

“I'm going to look for my daughter!”, I want to get up, but my legs won't obey me. 

“ No, Francisca, you need to rest. You'll never find her in this state”, She stops me.

“ It can only be Anthony!  He found out that I was going to run away before and not in a week like I made that slut believe”, I start putting the pieces together.

“ I don't doubt it's him either, but you can't fight him alone. You need to be on the same level. Let's continue with our partner, create a new business that is ours alone. I have the contacts and you have your experience. You promised to help me and I did my part.  It wasn't my fault it went wrong.”

“I know…”, I wipe my tears. “ Where are the documents? 

She opens her purse and takes out a passport.

“Chloé?”, I read the name on the document.

“French name!” - She comments.

“ I like it ... “ Also, it's not like I have any other option, “ So I will be Chloé, your new partner, and together we will build the biggest barracks Paris has ever seen …”

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63 Chapters
Prologue
Sicily, Italy The leaves fall from the trees determined by autumn, without any choice as to their fate. These are laws that command the natural order of things, and with human relationships it is not much different. There are situations that we can only follow the course, without choice, because what is at stake, is what matters and nothing else. “Are you sure you can trust this woman?”, Asks the apprehensive maid. “ That would be foolish, Selina. She's a greedy woman and she can change sides at any moment, depending on who pays more”, Still my eyes are following the falling leaves, and just like the tree, I have lost a lot with the coming of the seasons. First my mother and then my father. Lorena was right. Danger is always lurking and one hour or another, your turn will come in the roulette wheel of death. I am no longer the innocent little girl who could not see the black and white of reality. I am one of the biggest leaders of the mafia and I don't deny that being able to cont
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New Beginnings
 I always believed that walking through the streets of Paris was a kind of undeniable magic for the hearts most hardened by past hurts and that at each step a look would cross with yours, reminding you of the best feelings that could exist in your memories, no matter how distant they might be, they would still be reborn, then make you believe in a new beginning of happiness. However, I keep walking for more than two hours and everyone is hurrying and locked in their worlds. I am the only one looking out, because looking in means that it has been almost a year since she was taken from me. And not even the light of the Eiffel Tower with all its splendor can give me back the hope that everyone says they feel when they see it shining. It may be that my heart doesn't know how to contemplate so much peace, barred by my blood, where the legacy of anger, power, and revenge runs... 
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Ghosts from the past
Paris, present My cab stops in front of the main facade of a luxurious mansion very well guarded by a considerable number of guards and dogs that are on the alert at the slightest sign of smell or unknown movement.  I don't dare get out of the car or approach it as the guests who are arriving endlessly do. At least the night would pay off and it wouldn't be long before I found out what would make me profit from the Parisian Elite. Because, deep down, the Mafia is nothing but business seasoned with a little fire and blood.   But for now, all I could do was wait for my "signal" to enter the field. And he appeared in a beautiful emerald silk dress and shoes of the purest leather. Amelia manages to surprise more and more in her looks, possibly gifts from the man s
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A cover
Paris, present The parade of guest cars lasted fifteen minutes, so I asked my taxi driver to park in an inconspicuous place near the main façade and decided to walk to the area that I assumed was a service area. Vans arrived unloading goods that were delivered to the employees and everyone, without exception, was searched and questioned about their identity. And as if this was not enough, I still had to deal with security cameras installed at strategic points, which would make an invasion without spilling a single drop of blood, an almost impossible option. An unforgiving scenario, that even without knowing this Jean, I can bet that he is a shrewd and suspicious man that I should keep well away from.Unfortunately, my Paris debut couldn't have started
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The emerald dress
“Chloé? How did you do it?” Amelia's face looks a mixture of surprise and terror denoted by her hands instinctively reaching for her neck. “ How did I do it?”, My smile remains sarcastic.  “You know, dear Amelia, sometimes I get the impression, or almost always, that I'm not fighting on your side, but against you” “What's that now, Francisca?”, She protests as she closes the door behind her with her heel, a pure fear that someone would overhear our conversation, “We are friends! 
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A man of the law
I turn the knob and push the door made of cherry wood, hard and heavy enough to need a little more effort to open. A kind of warning or a second chance for me to rethink my choice. However, once again, it is fate dictating the rules of the game. First, I hear the sound of someone walking in this direction and then a familiar voice. Amélia! So, indecision is overcome by the need for me to go inside and hide. I place myself listening with my ears glued to the door while my eyes peek through the lock. “ Marie, come to the main corridor, I need a favor and I can't go to the salon2, She uses her free hand to hold her cell phone and talk, as the other tries to hold the top of her dress so that she doesn't get half naked again. Her face is with an unfriendly expression and her pacing from side to side is commanded by her impatience and nervousness. She also lurks on all sides and uses her cell phone to call again, only this time, it would be a secret call. Her voice is low and I have
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The CEO's arrival
I was supposed to go back to the kitchen, call it a night, and not give in to the temptation to pull this thread further and further. But, danger fascinates me and it remains to be seen to what extent this Adam Arnault would be my triumph against Amelia. With a bit of luck, he would go from being the target to my new toy that I would use to torture Amelia, or perhaps, in the end, both. It will all depend on how much she used my weakness as a mother to climb a miserable rung in life. So, nothing fairer than for me to use hers to get back on my feet in Paris with new schemes. And best of all, I would make my own rules. My intuition tells me that this was Amelia's plan with this man. However, it cannot be denied that there is some feeling on her part, still trapped in a possible youthful love that has never been reciprocated and has even become a laughingstock among the house maids. Poor my dear friend Amelia, better vanity than Love. An evil that should be uprooted with all the st
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Spying
Leaving the Laurent mansion was as difficult as entering. I was searched and confronted with a gaze reserved especially for the poor.   Because, to the security guards, all the mere mortals who set foot here tonight must have been born with a born tendency to steal and that one could never be indifferent to any object worth anything, when those who really move the world of crime wear a suit and tie or luxurious dresses, and not those who remove a mere candlestick that won't be missed.  “ You are free to go, mademoiselle! “, He hands me my backpack and I remain indifferent without uttering a single word.  It is not a good idea to exchange impressions with security guards. They have an excellent photographic memory just like the nos
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The Queen's Return
I arrived in time to be welcomed by Winter. It is mild like a father who welcomes a son who arrives after a long journey. Instead of cooling, it warms my heart and awakens memories in me that make a lonely tear roll down my cheek. They are always as scarce as my genuine smiles or sincere gestures of affection. The last time they wet my face was the day my daughter was born. There are no memories beyond her crying that remains just like a song that still manages to lull my demons to the point of weakness. And in my world there is nothing worse than having one so exposed to the eyes of enemies, because becoming a puppet will be inevitable. That's what reminds me of these walls of this hotel. One of the secret family businesses managed by "ghosts" for emergency situations. Here were received friends, men whose lives were on a tightrope, and Lorena, so that her escape would not be discovered until the dark of night and then be thrown into the wheel of fate from which she was never to
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The goodbye
Always before a new life, a death is necessary, not necessarily physical, but deeply existential, either to say goodbye to what is no longer part of our days or to what we once were and can never be again.    “ Would you recognize her if you met her?”, Luigi is the first to throw away the silence that has prevailed since we left the Calderone mansion and drove to the cemetery.    The normal thing is to bring flowers, but I carry with me a suitcase with my favorite belongings, used when I was Francisca. However, it's not me he's talking about, it's the photograph of Lorena Tatiane Calderone, still at the age of 17, very well preserved next to my father's photograph and both fixed on a cross.  
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