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Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 36
Richie captures my lips, knocking the air out of me instantly. The amazing taste of him fills my mouth as his tongue invades it. I wrap my arms around his neck as he pulls me closer, deepening our kiss and pulling me flush against him. His hard-on presses against my lower belly, and my core throbs. A moan threatens to escape my mouth, but Richie swallows it as he pushes me back against the elevator wall. How we got into the elevator and how we ended up in a make-out session is a mystery to me.Richie suddenly releases my lips. I open my eyes to find his filled with lust and desire. Without saying a word, he moves his hand under my dress and pulls my underwear down. He takes his time, and my skin burns with pleasure as his fingers caress my legs."Richie..." I moan as my core throbs. Richie sniffs my underwear before putting it in his back pocket. He kisses me again, and I hear the ruffle of clothes.He must be working his zipper."Wrap those sexy legs around my waist, baby," He comman
Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 37
AIDEN SMIRNOV’S POVI am sitting on the couch with her on my lap; she is my new partner. I am quite sure that working with her will be great because she’s as stupid as my grandma; it takes zero effort to get her to do something you want her to do. My arms are wrapped around her waist and her arms are around my neck. Richie and I have a small history with her, she’s an old friend of mine who I have had a crush on for years and she is the perfect person for this job, she has the same motive as me, to make our new start-up a success. It’s just another day in the life of a mafia king, nothing out of the ordinary. I had just finished telling her why I want her to be part of this. My revenge on Richie can easily be accomplished but that’s not exactly what I want. He played with my personal life when he protected Alice and got her married to his petty brother; It is something I would also like to do. I want life to hit him up like a storm and for that, I have to use his past; his ex-girlfrie
Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 38
~ RACHEL’S POVAfter parking the car, I donned a white hat and black sunglasses. I look at my reflection in the rear mirror and I lowered the hat so it can cover half of my face. With a sigh, I mummer "Here goes nothing."I step out of the car and while walking into the restaurant, I silently pray that I will not be seen by paparazzi. I can not handle their questions or their irrelevant photo clicks. It gets really annoying when they ask me random questions and keep clicking photos of me. I know it’s their job and I shouldn’t criticize it but I find it very funny, I mean why will someone’s job be stalking people? As I walk into the restaurant, a wave of relief washes over me. I am so glad that no paparazzi approached me; this will make Richie know that I can handle myself. He didn’t want to go out alone, he says I should take Brad with me but I insisted not to; I didn’t want Brad or any other bodyguard to come with me. As much as I hate being approached by the paparazzi when I am alo
Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 39
"Can we get out of here now, I’m tired." I groan resting my hand on the counter. Rebecca and I are at the club, after I left the office, I went straight to Rebecca’s apartment and well, she made me come here. She says it will make me feel better, not that I feel bad or anything. "Come on, we just got here. So relax, have some shots." She says handing a shot to meI sigh and collect a shot from her. I down it in one go and bite into a lime immediately after. I keep thinking about it but it doesn’t make any sense to me; Richie and Angelina. I can’t believe this. How does he even know her? When did he meet her? What is going on between them? Is he in love with her? Does he want to be together with her?All those questions pour into my brain like a tidal wave but I couldn’t figure out what is going on. This is just too much and I shouldn’t be thinking about it, I shouldn’t even be bothered. Whatever Richie does shouldn’t affect me, in fact, I should have expected something like this from
Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 40
~ RICHIE’S POVMy hand scrubs over my face once Rachel is out the door. I can't believe my attempt to make things better between us only made it worse. My shoulders hunch as I realize Rachel is probably going to hate me for that. God! What have I done? If I had just explained everything the minute she walked out of my office all this wouldn’t have happened. Anger burns hot in my chest as I recalled how Papa called me at the wrong time. I wanted to go after Rachel and explain things to her but Papa distracted me, he just had to call me at that moment. And as usual, it’s about Ezra; Ezra always ruins things. Why does his stupid behavior start when I am trying to do something important?With a groan, I lash out, punching the closest wall to me. The skin breaks and blood pours out of my knuckles, but I don't care. My heart is in more pain than my hand could ever be. Right now, I wish more than anything in this world that I could explain things to Rachel, I hate to know that she thinks I’
Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 41
~ RACHEL POVMy eyes start to slowly open, still slightly hazy. Once my eyes clear, they start to adjust to the brightness of the room. The first thing my eyes set on is a man who appears to be in his early thirties. He is dressed in a neat sky-blue tuxedo and is sitting on a chair across from mine with his leg crossed on the other. He relaxes his back on the chair before he speaks "Hi princess." His voice is husky and smooth. I don’t think he is American because his accent is a bit different.My brows snap into a furrow as I squint my eyes at him trying to figure out who he is or what is going on. A sudden wave of fear laced my heart when I realize I am not at home nor am I anywhere familiar. Panicked, I try to get up but something pulls me back. I try one more time before I notice that my hands are tied up together at the back of the chair. I look at the man sitting in front of me; questionably. He didn’t say anything, he just kept staring at me; sternly. My heart starts to hamme
Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 42
~ RICHIE’S POVThe beeping of my phone wakes me up. I groan sleepy turning around and laying on my stomach with a pillow covering my head. I lift myself up, the pillow tumbled over. My eyes squint as the sun shin through the curtains making me groan and lay my head back on to the bed. I slowly turn over to my back, my arm reaching to rest over my eyes. I didn’t have a good sleep last night, I don’t know why but I keep dreaming about Rachel, and how she wants to end things with me because of Angelina. That's something I hope never happens.I hear another beep which makes me groan harder. I didn’t want to check my phone but then a voice at the back of my mind reminds me of Rachel. I called her multiple times last night, perhaps she saw my phone calls and is texting me now. I sit up from bed and reach to grab the phone which I keep on the side table. I pick up the phone and see two messages from an unknown number. That is weird, I hardly receive messages from unknown numbers, I can’t ev
Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 43
CHARLES SMIRNOV’S POV I am sitting on the couch with her on my lap; she is my new partner. I am quite sure that working with her will be great because she’s as stupid as my grandma; it takes zero effort to get her to do something you want her to do. My arms are wrapped around her waist and her arms are around my neck. Richard and I have a small history with her, she’s an old friend of mine who I have had a crush on for years and she is the perfect person for this job, she has the same motive as me, to make our new start-up a success. It’s just another day in the life of a mafia king, nothing out of the ordinary. I had just finished telling her why I want her to be part of this. My revenge on Richard Maranzano can easily be accomplished but that’s not exactly what I want. He played with my personal life when he protected Calista and got her married to his petty brother; It is something I would also like to do. I want life to hit him up like a storm and for that, I have to use his pa
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Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 66
~ RICHIE’S POVI wake up to the same throbbing headache I feel every day. I groan, turning around, I lay on my stomach with the pillow covering my head. I know I shouldn’t be taking too much alcohol every day but I have no choice, it’s the one thing in my life that makes me feel better, the only thing that makes me sleep at night. Turning around, I begin to drown myself in the blissful sleep I badly need but the sun shines through my window and lands its ray directly on my face forbidding me from getting that sleep. I turn away from the ray of sunshine and try to sleep but it just didn’t happen. I release a groan. I guess I need something heavy to get me to sleep. I sit up from bed and stretch my arms and as a yawn escapes my mouth, I already feel like I’m going to hate this day like I do every single day. I turn around and grab my leftover bottle of whiskey. Taking a sip out of it, I feel a wave of nausea wash over me. I try to hold it back but just like every morning it defeated
Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 65
My heart is pounding as I try to figure out who has spoken. I look around and see Alexander walking down the aisle. My face twisted in a look of total bewilderment and confusion. But then, suddenly, softens when I see a familiar face behind him. My heart stops for a moment as my balance loosens making me step back a little. My brain stops functioning momentarily and I feel like I’m losing my mind.No, It can’t be possible, my eyes must be deceiving me. He is not who I think he is. I feel my heart racing at a sudden speed as they walk closer to me. I take a complete look at him. My eyes bulge and my heart rate speeds up. "Da-dd?" I mumble, my voice trembling with emotion.His eyes meet mine and I see sadness and concern in them. "Delilah." He calls me by my first name, his voice filled with emotion."Ezra," Richie says, his voice filled with a profound weight. The sound reverberates in my mind, and I can sense the tension in the air. Suddenly, Papa's voice booms through the chaos, excl
Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 64
~ RACHEL’S POVDear Richie We’re getting married today and it feels so surreal. I never thought I’d be this lucky, but here we are, starting the rest of our lives together. It’s crazy how love works, isn't it? You were never the man of my dreams, yet my heart knew you were, all along.I find joy being with you. You’re where my heart belongs, my soul lies and without you, I’m incomplete. I love you so much. I love you more than words can express, and I can't wait to walk down the aisle to become your wife. I wish I had the best words for you but unfortunately, all the best writers have already claimed them, but that’s okay because if our story was a novel, you’d be my favorite character. I love you and I will always will. ~ Love Rach.After writing the letter, I fold it and put it inside an envelope. I've been meaning to write something to Richie for a long time to express my deepest feelings to him. I'm so glad that I finally took the time to put my thoughts on paper and tell him
Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 63
~ PAPA’S POVI push the door open and hear the familiar creak before shutting it behind me. The darkness of the room engulfs me, so I make my way forward and fumble for the light switch. Finally finding it, I flip it on and the first person I see is the man tied to a chair."Hello, old friend. [Ciao, vecchio amico.]" I say walking toward the table. I take my taser and check if it’s fully charged, once confirmed. I walk over to him, pull a chair, and sit in front of him.Releasing a deep breath I see how he’s sleeping peacefully as if nothing matters anymore. It’s almost like the world fades away around him and he worries. I hate to see him at peace, at least not when his daughter's life is about to crumble into pieces. It’s so not fair how is he sleeping peacefully on this uncomfortable chair while I can not sleep on the most comfortable bed ever. Life should not be this unfair, at least not to me. I am the Mafia King, I get whatever I want from whoever I want.I look between him and
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Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 61
I wake up to a sharp and intense pain in my stomach that makes me curl up in a ball. I groan feeling the pain getting worse. I release a heavy breath holding onto my stomach hoping the pain will go away but it doesn’t. Groaning, I turn around and I feel my stomach crumple painfully. My eyes shoot open and I immediately realize what it means. It’s that time of the month. "Oh shit!" I screech taking the covers off. I quickly grab my pantie, towel, and toiletries from the mini wardrobe before I head into the bathroom to clean myself up. I locked the bathroom door so Richie wouldn’t get in, not that he’s done that before but I don’t want to take a risk. I so much hate this time of the month, I mean the whole deal about it is so stressful and exhausting. Not to mention, the annoying painful cramps, mood swings, flow, overflow, and worse, the stain. I just hate it, it’s too much to handle. I sometimes wish there was a way to make it easier, but I know that it's just something I have to
Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 60
My heart is pounding as I try to figure out who had spoken. I look around and see Alexander walking down the aisle. My face twisted in a look of total bewilderment and confusion. But then, suddenly, softens when I see a familiar face behind him. My heart stops for a moment as my balance loosens making me step back a little. My brain stops functioning momentarily and I feel like I’m losing my mind. No, It can’t be possible, my eyes must be deceiving me. He is not who I think he is. I feel my heart racing at a sudden speed as they walk closer to me. I take a complete look at him. My eyes bulge and my heart rate speeds up. "Da-dd?" I mumble, my voice trembling with emotion.His eyes meet mine and I see sadness and concern in them. "Delilah." He calls me by my first name, his voice filled with emotion."Ezra," Richie says, profoundly. His voice echoes in my head and I feel a sense of tension in the air."What?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper. He’s Ezra? That can’t be possible, he
Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 59
~ RACHEL’S POVDear Richie,I never thought I will feel anything for you other than hate. I thought my hatred for you will spread throughout my body and that I will only get joy when I see you in pain but now I know that’s just a phase. I cannot see you in any kind of suffering without my heart burning. You mean so much to me. You’re my heart, my soul, and everything that makes me happy. With you around, everything seems to be perfect even the worst things. I just want to let you know how much I love you and how much you mean to me but words keep failing me as I try to do that. You are the love of my entire existence, you made me realize I have more than just one purpose, and you've shown me more love than I ever could have imagined. You've filled every part of my heart and soul with your love, and I'm so grateful for every moment we spend together.From the bottom of my heart, Richie. I say that no matter what happens, what changes, I will always love you and I will always be there
