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Wanted 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
Last Updated : 2024-09-25Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Seventeen
A man stood in front of the large building to welcome us, a huge smile plastered on his face.“Welcome to our home, Don Ale—““Shut the fuck up and take me to your boss. I will not stand here and listen to your silly voice.” Alessandro cut him short as he walked up the stairs and I followed behind. The man simply nodded and scurried to the front door to lead us to his Don. On our way here, Alessandro had picked out a six-man team—myself included, to lead the negotiations while he instructed everyone else to stay outside and keep watch. “Right this way,” The man mumbled under his breath as he led us through the hallway. I felt we were a little bit too much, two or three people would have sufficed but I didn’t know how to put it across to Alessandro without making it seem like I was undermining his authority. Some things were always better left unsaid and it was better I remained mute for the sake of this meeting, I wouldn’t be thoroughly pissed with myself if I jeopardized it. The
Last Updated : 2024-09-25Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Eighteen
“Before we bring out our subordinates and our guns to fight for what we believe is ours, I have a suggestion that would benefit both parties,” I said, raising my voice and forcing everyone to go silent and turn their heads toward me. “Gianna, what the fuck are you doing?” Alessandro whispered harshly as he grabbed my thigh underneath the table but I ignored the pain and kept my head up. “I know you’re married to Don Alessandro, but you’re not licensed to speak in a gathering of men,” Angelo said, narrowing his eyes at me. I turned towards Alessandro and simply stared at him, daring him not to back me up. I could see his eyes burning with anger but I didn’t care. If he thought he married a meek woman, he had it all wrong.I had a plan that would greatly benefit us without any bloodshed and I was going to make him give me the platform to speak or I would force his hand myself. “She’s my wife and the only daughter of Don Salvatore. She’s allowed to speak wherever and whenever the fuc
Last Updated : 2024-09-26Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Nineteen
Alessandro was vivid when we got into the car and I had no idea why. I had gotten what he came here for in the first place without any bloodshed. Any other person would be delighted with my approach but not him. “You should never have done that, Gianna,” Alessandro said, his voice cold, as he stared out of the moving car. “I was only trying to help and I didn’t want things to end on a sour note, Alessandro,” I said, trying to plead my case. “You shouldn’t have done that. Your years learning under your father should’ve let you know that there’s a hierarchy that should always be respected.” There was another man in the limousine with us and he gave me a look that I couldn’t decipher. I’d been living with Alessandro for a few weeks now but I’ve never seen him around. “Yoda is right, Gianna. You should’ve shut the fuck up and allowed me to take care of business in there. I didn’t hearken to your pleas to have you undermine the importance of my authority. I brought you in there with a
Last Updated : 2024-09-26Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Twenty
Alessandro hadn’t been lying. The whole was giving me the cold shoulder after I disrespected him in front of Angelo. Despite getting the supplier back, it wasn’t enough to cover what they all took to be a blatant violation of the hierarchy law in the mafia. It had taken me quite a while but I was finally able to negotiate my position with Alessandro and I was being demoted to his secretary, taking down notes while being forbidden to speak at meetings. It wasn’t what I wanted but I had no other choice but to start working from the bottom to make my way back to the top. Being a secretary wasn’t an entirely bad spot, I was able to make a little bit of contribution during general meetings and I was starting to gain traction as well. “I’m not sure anyone quite sees it, but, Don Alessandro is lucky to have you in his corner.” I whipped my neck up so fast that it hurt. Andra and Adrien were standing in front of me, wearing similar smiles on their faces. “Sorry?” I said, not quite wrap
Last Updated : 2024-09-27Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Twenty-One
Maya’s wedding had been the talk of the town for a week after it ended. Alessandro spared no cost in making sure that she had the best of everything and he had booked Maya and Mike, a two-week vacation in Santorini. Alessandro had promised to buy them a house wherever they’d want in Los Angeles but Maya turned down his offer, preferring to live here in the mansion with us. Alessandro had no issues with Maya’s choice, the mansion was large enough to accommodate over a hundred people while I had to bite down on my tongue in order not to cause a scene. I’d gotten over Mike’s betrayal rather quickly, much to my surprise. Maybe it was because I never loved him like I thought I did or maybe it was because of Alessandro. I couldn’t quite place my finger on it but I knew that what I felt whenever I saw him prancing around the mansion was disgust. “You walked in on Mike having sex with Maya?” Andra stared at me, her eyes bulging from her face. We’d gotten closer over the past couple of wee
Last Updated : 2024-09-27Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Twenty-Two
As soon as the words left his mouth, all I could see at that point was red. The anger from being fooled constantly by Mike, the wasted effort and time I invested into our relationship, and being led astray by someone I thought would always have my back came rushing to the forefront. There was that stupid smirk on his face that I used to love but it was now the most disgusting thing I’ve ever seen. He had no iota of respect for me, he still saw me as that naive girl who gobbled up his lies without any hesitation. “How dare you talk about some in such an uncouth manner, Mike?” I yelled at his face. “You always turned me on whenever you got angry, Gianna. You remember those times, don’t you?” Mike teased, stretching his hand to grab me by the waist. I swatted his arm away and smacked him hard across the face. Stunning him into silence. “You forget your place, Mike. Before I met you, you were just a common bodyguard working for my father. You had nothing—no standards until I met you
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Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien One Hundred AndThree
Seven years laterIt’s been seven years of peace and our relations with everyone have prospered as well. There has been no war or reports of rebellions in any part of the jurisdiction that Yoda oversees and we have been living our best lives as well aside from the occasional attempts by people who wanted to harm us. The pact we made with Yoda seven years ago had proven to be a masterstroke. The starting had been extremely difficult seeing as Yoda wasn’t from the bloodline but as things went on, it became easier for Alessandro to teach Yoda the ropes and he had been extremely patient with Yoda until he became his own man. Jade had returned to her coven after completing her teachings and it had been a year since we saw her last. It was quite understandable, she had left a lot of things unattended to and they needed her now more than ever. The coven was growing and they needed a permanent high priestess. The most shocking thing that had happened in the past seven years was the marria
Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien One Hundred And Two
The door opened once again and this time, Yoda walked in.“Am I interrupting something?” He asked.“No, not at all. I was only checking in on the Don.” The doctor said, “You also need to convince her to sleep, I pray you have better luck with that than I did.” As soon as the door closed, Yoda turned to face me.“You know the doctor is right, yes?” “I’m tired of hearing that, Yoda.” I sighed. “I’ll have peace of mind when he’s back with us, not before.” “You’re just as stubborn as he is.” Yoda shook his head. “Is that a compliment or..?” I trailed off, hoping he would provide the answers. “It depends on what perspective you’re seeing it from.” Yoda shrugged. “Do you think he’s going to come out of this?” I asked, my eyes finding Alessandro. “I’m going to tell you something, Gianna. I’m not sure he’s told you yet but Alessandro relinquished his position in this mafia a while ago.”I stared at him like he’d gone mad. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” “No, I’m not. He handed everythi
Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien One Hundred And One
I was consumed by fear and an even greater desire to figure out what the hell was going on with Alessandro. It’s been weeks since the decimation of Syrius and I was supposed to have the best time of my life at this point. I had been working hard to pick up the pieces of the rubble the scuffle left behind. It was over now, our enemies and anyone who might have wanted to stand against us, their prestige, and honor were in the dirt now. Everyone was begging to swear fealty to the mafia. Life couldn’t have gone any better or so I thought. I had to face the backlash head-on, I had everything to lose and nothing to gain if I didn’t figure out what was wrong with Alessandro. Thankfully, our child had been drugged with sleeping pills throughout, so he wasn't traumatized and the doctors had cleared him a few days after I was discharged but Alessandro’s case was proving to be quite difficult. It was expected that defeat would come at a huge price and seeing Alessandro lying unconscious in h
Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien One-Hundred
“You should’ve stayed hidden, Syrius. What the fuck do you want?” “Careful, Gianna. I enjoy you but be careful. The Syrius you once knew is gone and I don’t play around anymore.” I paused and weighed my options. I didn’t want to rile him up, he held all the chips and I had nothing. “Where’s my son?” I asked. “He’s safe.” Syrius replied. “He has no part in whatever revenge plot you have, you need to let him go and take me in his stead.” I said, trying to bargain. “I’ll make you a better offer, Gianna.” Syrius chuckled. I didn't want to hear anything he had to say but I had no choice.“And what could that be? All I want is my son. I’m not interested in bargaining for his life.” I reiterated. “I know Alessandro forces you into doing and if it weren’t for him, I’d have taken you from him all those years ago.” Syrius began. “You’re delusional if you—““I can’t stand seeing him happy and if you’ll be willing to cut ties to him, I’ll return your son to you and you’ll be by my side
Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Ninety-Nine
I walked briskly into the large room, it was a typical, bleak coffee-stained room with dirty walls. The scent of sweat, cigarettes and musky cologne hung in the air like a chandelier, there were pictures on the wall which were some kind of modern art, the furniture looked plain, uncomfortable, leather and black. My eyes landed on a large man sitting at the center of the room. A long metal table with paper strewn across the surface, separated me from who I assumed to be the boss, he was flanked by men holding mean-looking guns, some I hadn't seen before in my life and that said a lot about the kind of people I was dealing with here. I took a close look at him as I approached the table, my gaze wary as it darted from face to face trying to pick up a hint. The skin on his body looked like grade-three sandpaper, the consistency was unreal. He lifted his face and pushed away his bowl of cereal as he saw me coming towards him. His face was badly burnt, the hair on his head was charred an
Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Ninety-Eight
Lying down on the raw concrete, I could feel the walls closing in around me. I felt the vicious pounding of my heart banging repeatedly against my ribcage.I shut my eyes tightly. I could still hear myself yelling their names over the cacophony of a billion shards of glass as my head slammed into the mirror. I couldn't bring myself to bask in the pain I felt. I had little to no time to do what these men wanted or my son would be dead. Instinctively, I touched where a shard of glass had cut me. The wound had been bandaged expertly. I had to give it to them, they had thought everything through before they made their first attack. I was like a recruit thrust into the heat of a raging war, I needed to find a safe place before I was blown to bits out here in the open.I groaned as I struggled to sit up, I had no idea on how I got here but I didn't care about that right now. I had more important things to worry about, I needed to be up on my feet, thinking. I needed my brain working overt
Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Ninety-Seven
I had lost my touch. That's what happens when you become docile after years of being on guard."Do exactly what I say or you die." I could feel my heart racing despite my best attempts to compose myself.I knew I was walking into a trap but I had no choice. I wasn’t entirely sure that the letter came from Syrius, maybe it was only a silly joke being played by some crazy maniac but what I was certain of was that whoever sent the letter had my son and I was willing to do anything to get my child back. The accent was masculine and Eastern European. There was no quake or tremor in the man's voice. His tone sounded calm and detailed. This was no hoax, if I went out of line, I would die.I tried to remember if either Alessandro or myself had any issues with any mafia from that part of the world but I couldn’t come up with anything. "What do you want?"I asked fearfully as the cold steel of his gun pressed into the small of my back.I needed a distraction. My first instinct was to lean
Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Ninety-Six
I felt dejected as I searched each room hoping to find him in there but I knew the truth, he was gone and I had no idea where he had gone to. The wardrobe was empty as well, he had packed his bags and he was probably halfway across the world for all she could know. Despite sitting in our room for hours, I knew I missed him and I could feel the tears stinging the back of my eyes. This wasn’t how I had envisaged my life a few weeks and it hurt now that I was faced with this shitty reality. Our first conversation after he’d been discharged from the hospital didn’t go too well. I couldn’t stop myself from blaming him for the disappearance of our son. I categorically told him that I believed our son was kidnapped because of the ties he has to him and the mafia. Alessandro had tried to reason with me but I didn’t want to hear any of it, all I wanted was my son. My phone rang and I retrieved it from my pocket, it was Tiffany. She had promised to call back after a couple of hours.“Hey
Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Ninety-Five
I had lost my touch. That's what happens when you become docile after years of being on guard."Do exactly what I say or you die." I could feel my heart racing despite my best attempts to compose myself.I knew I was walking into a trap but I had no choice. I wasn’t entirely sure that the letter came from Syrius, maybe it was only a silly joke being played by some crazy maniac but what I was certain of was that whoever sent the letter had my son and I was willing to do anything to get my child back. The accent was masculine and Eastern European. There was no quake or tremor in the man's voice. His tone sounded calm and detailed. This was no hoax, if I went out of line, I would die.I tried to remember if either Alessandro or myself had any issues with any mafia from that part of the world but I couldn’t come up with anything. "What do you want?"I asked fearfully as the cold steel of his gun pressed into the small of my back.I needed a distraction. My first instinct was to lean
