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Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Nine
The wedding was a huge success largely due to the presence of the well-equipped security forces that Alessandro had surrounding the venue. The guests had also been important members of his mafia and mine as well. Alessandro had refused to answer when I had bugged him about the number of security personnel he had around. He merely told me that he wasn’t leaving anything to chance and that was the end of the conversation. I’d been in his room for the past couple of hours but he wasn’t here yet. He’d promised me that he’d be here over two hours ago. The wedding ended four hours ago so I knew he wasn’t with the guests. Feeling frustrated, I pushed myself off the bed and headed to the door. If Alessandro felt he would leave me here all night and attend to other businesses, he was wrong. I opened the door to see two guards standing on each side of the door. “I’m sorry, ma’am. But, we have instructions not to let you leave this room.” A gruff voice said. Alessandro would’ve given them
Last Updated : 2024-09-21Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Ten
We never had the chance to try the white room technique because as soon as the spy heard our discussion, he was all too eager to give us whatever information was demanded from him. The possibility of spending a few months staring at white walls was scary enough to break him completely. Men like him were used to being beaten and having a few bones broken or a tooth removed with pliers but sophisticated torture was where they drew the line. It was a strange feeling they never wanted to experience. The spy revealed he was part of a small gang, still trying to find their feet under the tutelage of Donovan. Alessandro didn’t seem shocked by the revelation or maybe he didn’t want to reveal his emotions there. Alessandro and I made our way back to our bedroom while his subordinates put the guy in dungeons with chains restricting him from trying to take his life. As soon as Alessandro closed the door behind us, I walked into the bathroom to get the stench of blood out of my skin. Giovann
Last Updated : 2024-09-22Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Eleven
The rays of sunlight seeped through the slightly opened curtains and fell across my face, forcing me to open my eyes.I shielded my eyes with my palm as I turned to the other side of the bed and glanced at the digital clock on the bed stand, it was 9:45 AM. I’d overslept again—if you could say that. For the past couple of days, Alessandro and I had done nothing but have sex at every given moment. I couldn’t remember the last time we had a proper conversation and for the life of me, I didn’t mind. We would have the time to talk later but our wants had to be satisfied before anything else. I heard the shower running, Alessandro was taking his bath. He’d probably just woken up as well. We were up for most of the nights taking turns on ourselves—or more like he was taking it out on me. I touched the back of my neck and winced. Alessandro had grabbed onto it a little too tightly a few hours ago but I didn’t have it in me to complain. He loved his sex rough and while I wasn’t what you w
Last Updated : 2024-09-22Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Twelve
There was nothing for me to do today after Alessandro angrily stormed out of the house after the little argument we had that morning. We hadn’t yet discussed what my roles would be in his mafia and technically, we were supposed to be on our honeymoon but Alessandro had a ton of engagement here in the mafia that needed his attention. The threat being posed by his step-brother, Donovan, had only grown despite our marriage and he was trying to nullify the threat completely. My best guess was that the only reason Donovan wasn’t in chains and being held in some remote location off the coast of some island was because he shared the same blood with Alessandro. I wasn’t worried about playing my part. I was going to give Alessandro a son and in turn, he would give me the required help to lead a coup against my father and take control of his mafia. The next year was going to be pivotal and exhilarating, I couldn’t wait for the actions to begin but for now, I had nothing to do and an idle mi
Last Updated : 2024-09-23Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Thirteen
Over the next couple of days, my ritual included spending the whole of the afternoon with Delight in the gardens learning about anything she was willing to talk about for the whole day. I didn’t mind sitting down and listening to her talk, she could do it for hours and she always had something to say. Stars are hugely celestial bodies made mostly of hydrogen and helium that produce light and heat from the churning nuclear forges inside their cores. They are the building block of the galaxies of which there are billions of them in the universe.Stars can live for billions of years, most of the stars in our galaxy including the sun are categorized as main sequence stars. Some stars shine more brightly than others as a result of luminosity and distance from the Earth.As stars approach the end of their lives, much of their hydrogen gets converted to helium, the stars then undergo various changes to become a red giant; it then sheds its outer layer becoming a white dwarf before eventual
Last Updated : 2024-09-24Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Fourteen
I took a deep breath as the car drove past the large iron gates. The familiar scent of a home hit me hard as I took a long look at the large house in front of me. I felt a little bit strange to be away from where I grew up for a period longer than a week, but I was no longer a Salvatore anymore. The car pulled to a stop and the door was opened by a guard standing outside, I nodded briskly as he bowed slightly. The mansion was still as busy as ever, business seemed to be good. My father wasn’t here to welcome me home and I knew it was probably because he was attending to business in the comfort of his private study. I spared a few minutes to chat with the maids I had grown up with before scaling up the stairs and taking the long walk to my father’s study. I knocked twice and waited for a second or two before twisting the door handle and making my way inside. My father sat behind his large mahogany table, a phone pressed between his ear and shoulder while his other hand clicked fu
Last Updated : 2024-09-25Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Fifteen
My relationship with Alessandro was extremely sexual and it was pretty difficult for us to do anything aside from having sex whenever we were nearby. If we weren’t having sex anywhere and everywhere, we were having a heated argument and tonight was one of those nights. “Delight has been sulking all day after you yelled at her in the dining room, Alessandro. She has locked herself in the room and has refused to eat since it happened. You have to go talk to her." I said, crossing my arms across my chest. “Tell me you’re kidding.” Alessandro stared at me with an amused expression on his face. “She’s only a child, Alessandro. Did you have to be that harsh?” Delight had spilled a little bit of water while she tried to fill Alessandro’s glass and he had given her an earful. A number of the staff had caught the flu so Delight had to step in but I knew she wished she never did. As soon as she ran out of the dining room crying, I followed after her. I made my way to her room to find it lo
Last Updated : 2024-09-25Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Sixteen
My nagging eventually paid off when Alessandro caved in and decided to grant my request to follow him to his general meetings. Lying in bed all day and doing nothing was driving me to the brink of madness and I couldn’t take it any longer. I didn’t suit the stay-at-home wife tag, I wanted to be busy—to get my hands soiled and that was the kind of person I was. Realistically, I never expected Alessandro to say yes because I’d heard rumors before meeting him about how he was a misogynistic bastard but it turned out to be a lie. Alessandro was ruthless with his decisions, I had to give him that but if he gave me this chance, it meant that he had a hidden amount of respect for me. He was a lot more invested in this than I had imagined and for reasons best known to him. Notwithstanding, it was nice to see that we were all on the same page. I hoped that he wouldn’t make any other decision without informing me. If we were going to be in this together, we had to be a team and teammates ca
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Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Sixty-Seven
Alessandro's POVIt's been a week since Gianna left and we've searched virtually everywhere she's ever been to and reached out to nearly everyone she's connected to here in the United States but we haven't managed to find her just yet. My best guess was that she had left the country or worse. Yoda had pleaded with me to refrain from any negative thoughts but I knew better than to leave any angle exposed anymore. I had to prepare myself for the worst-case scenario and that was it.The board meetings that my half-brother had incited ended with me putting a gun inside his mouth and threatening to kill him and every member of his family if he ever dared to use this situation to make his move for my crown ever again. He'd been the number one name on my suspect list but after a thorough investigation, he was found clean and I moved on to the next target–Lydia. She'd somehow gotten news that I was about to hold her hostage and she managed to leave the house amidst the commotion. It wasn'
Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Sixty-Six
Alessandro's POV"What the hell did you just say to me?" I yelled, pushing myself off the chair as it clattered to the ground noisily. "I–I, She's, I–" The guard stammered, making me more irate as I grabbed him by the throat and slammed him against the wall."I'll give you one more chance to talk and if you don't, I'll kill you," I said in a menacing tone before releasing my hold on his neck and watching him crumple to the floor, coughing."Where's Gianna, my wife?" I asked again."She's missing." It felt as if my whole world had come crashing down on me. I was so close, so close to actualizing my dream so why did this have to happen at this point? "We've searched the grounds and we've managed to track the car she escaped into the airport but there's no CCTV footage of her ever getting into the airport and her name isn't on any flight list. We've run multiple checks into possible aliases she might used, but we've come up with nothing. Her phone was found inside the car and her mess
Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Sixty-Five
My eyes flung open as I let out a huge sigh of relief as I tried to normalize my haggard breathing. It had been all a dream, a very bad dream that I had just woken up from. I peered around the room, trying to figure out where I was and at the same time I was struggling to see with all the bright lights making their way into my eyes. Segments of the dreams flashed before my eyes, accelerating my heartbeat for a few seconds before I calmed down. It was only a dream, none of it was real. I wasn’t going to die. I tried to get rid of the bad dream that I had just woken up from and I was trying to figure out where I was. I was lying on a bed in a white room, the environment seemed oddly calm and peaceful enough. I lifted my hands towards my eyes to see that I had a cannula with a drip stuck in my left hand. I was beginning to piece everything together from my state, the room, and other equipment that was coming into my line of sight. I couldn’t do this anymore. Waking up every morning a
Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Sixty-Four
Alessandro has been trying to talk to me ever since I walked in on the moment he was having with his secretary. He’s called me dramatic and deemed my actions as a result of my pregnancy hormones but I knew I wasn’t driven by emotions rather, but by the truth. I knew what I saw when I walked into his office and I knew Alessandro as well—to some extent and that included knowing he hated being touched inappropriately and that meant the secretary wouldn’t have flung herself at him if it hadn’t happened before. It was pretty obvious that they had a relationship. I didn’t know what nature and I couldn’t bring myself to ask him but it was far from formal. Something had happened between them before or during our marriage. “You’ve refused to speak to me ever since you got back from Alessandro’s office, Gianna. I’m worried and I don’t like the look on your face.” Lydia had incessantly bugged me about telling her what happened but I didn’t know how to express the shame I felt. I feel so stup
Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Sixty-Three
It was almost as if that particularly good week didn't exist because everything went downhill after that. I had believed that my marriage was going to experience a turnaround and everything would be back to the way it once was before I got pregnant but it was all in my head. I exactly pinpoint what went wrong because there were so many things happening at the same time and I didn't have any control over any part of it. It all started when I had a brief talk with Lydia–telling her that my marriage was back on track my insecurities seemed to have vanished away and I was planning on doing something for Alessandro that would serve as a form of apology for even thinking that he would cheat on me with his secretaries. "I never pegged you as a lover girl, Gianna." Lydia laughed as she sipped wine from the glass cup in her head. "Well, I've always been one. Besides, I don't think I've done a lot of things for Alessandro for a while now. He's always turning down my offers, claiming he ha
Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Sixty-Two
A week had passed since my late-night discussion with Luciana and I hadn’t stopped thinking about her last words before she left. Gianna isn’t Mara, she never will be.If I wanted her to stay, I had to give her a good reason that wouldn’t make her want to leave if the chance ever arose. I had to make her feel loved and make her see that I was in love with her as well, hoping that someday she would fall in love with me and become mine when we were certain that this was what we both wanted. Lydia had been feeding me some bits of information and I didn’t know what to make of it. She was a close friend and she’d always been around for the past two decades so I was pretty sure that she wouldn’t want to lie to me but hearing what she was saying about Gianna was a lot for me to take in.I felt bad after brushing off her offer of having dinner earlier so I had to make it up to her by coming home earlier than I’ve done for the past few weeks but I was reluctant to talk to her yet.“I’ve been
Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Sixty-One
Alessandro’s POVI was starting to catch feelings for Gianna despite our initial agreement and I didn’t know what to make of it. I didn’t want it to happen but it seemed I could do nothing about it despite how hard I tried to keep a leash on my feelings, it kept on gnawing at me, forcing me to see her in a different light. It’s been nearly a year since I stumbled upon her in the club and within that period, she had grown into her own woman. Maturing beyond her years and becoming a favorite in the pack. Her pregnancy was starting to show even more and it added to her beauty if that was even possible or maybe my mind was just playing tricks on me, trying to force me to acknowledge how I truly felt. She rarely spoke about her former home anymore but I knew she hadn’t forgotten. The baby was the only thing on her mind right now and when she’d given birth, she’d focus on taking control of the mafia.Oftentimes when we’ve spent the evenings taking a stroll through the woods, I’ve come
Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Sixty
Lydia’s POVIt had taken me several months to come up with this plan and I wasn’t going to fail. Not now, not ever. Everything I’ve ever worked for depended on the success of this plan and I was willing to risk everything and anything to ensure that it succeeded. Not everything I told Gianna had been a lie. The truth was that we were a lot more similar than I would’ve loved to admit but that was the truth. I had a father who wanted to hand over everything we built to my brother who was unfit for the role despite my protests, he wasn’t going to change his mind and I didn’t have it in me to stay calm and watch everything be taken away from me. What neither Alessandro nor Gianna knew was that I’d left home for the past three years and I’d been bouncing around countries, trying to build a name for myself before going back to Russia to claim my birthright. During my visits to the United States with my family when I was a teenager, I fell in love with Alessandro, who was a decade older
Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Fifty- Nine
Having Lydia around wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be and for the first few weeks, she had carried herself accordingly. A small part of me had believed she was here to take Alessandro from me and despite the conversations we’ve had in the past, I wasn’t quite convinced until I saw it for myself. We’d grown closer as the days went by, she often joined Delight, Andra, and me in the gardens now and then as we shared a bottle of wine and traded jokes about our love lives.My relationship with Alessandro was deteriorating rapidly as we had both preferred to act delusional about the incoming split rather than discuss it like civilized adults. He would often give me the excuse that he had a lot to do at the office and between that and combining controlling Syrius’ investments, he never had any time for me. Every morning before I woke, he’d be gone and his side of the bed would be cold.I couldn’t talk to Yoda about this and I couldn’t tell the girls either, so I kept it within myself,
