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Sixty-Seven
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Alessandro’s POVIt’s been a year since Gianna ran away after the mess that Lydia had created and so much had happened between that incident and now. I had believed that it would be easier to find her with the contacts I have all over the world but I couldn’t have been more wrong. We had scoured the country hoping to find her wherever she might be but our search was fruitless. I hated the dilemma we were having to deal with, news about Gianna’s disappearance was beginning to circulate and I didn’t know how long I could keep it hidden, and being in the spotlight for the wrong reasons made me incensed. A solution would have to be found as soon as possible or I would end up losing everything I’ve ever worked for. My mafia was one of the most powerful ones in the country, we thrived and excelled beyond our wildest dreams and we were the envy of many others who sought to emulate our feats but the cracks were beginning to show. I couldn’t help but reminisce to one of the last times I ha
Last Updated : 2024-12-25Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Sixty-Nine
Alessandro’s POV“So what? You’re going to cajole Gianna and blind her with lavish gifts to win her over once again and you think that’s going to work after what happened between the both of you last time around?” “If that is what it would take, I’m willing to go the extra mile to make it happen. I need her back and I must get her back.”I waited for Yoda to speak but he remained silent. “You don’t approve of my decision. Is that it?” I asked Yoda after a long period of silence.“You’re my mafia Lord, Don Alessandro,” He replied. “I am bound by duty and honor to accept your decree.” “I don’t need any of this nonsensical stuff right now.” I glared at him. “I’m asking you, brother to brother. Tell me what you think of my decision.”“What I said remains true. I can only hope that you don’t end up regretting going down this route.” Yoda answered. I nodded, eager to see to the end of this discussion. “What brings you here? You made mention of something concerning Gianna that requires
Last Updated : 2024-12-28Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Seventy
I didn’t just task the investigator I hired to find Gianna, I also ordered him to report everything he could learn or discover about everything that has happened in her life ever since the night she disappeared.I wanted to know who I was coming up against, going into a new state unprepared would be folly and to their detriment. My biggest concern was the information I got about the man Gianna was supposedly working for, it was reported that he was a seasoned war hero. He didn’t shy away from conflict, he faced them head-on no matter the circumstances levied before him. If diplomacy failed to resolve the problem at hand, there was every possibility that war would be the next logical move and I was going to relish going up against a manlike Ethan. Before we left home, I sent out spies all over to report any news of an ambush as soon as we landed. I would hate to be blindsided and if anything I’ve read happened to be true, Ethan was besotted with Gianna and love could make a man do un
Last Updated : 2024-12-28Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Seventy-One
Alessandro’s POVI woke up with a jolt, panting heavily as I rubbed my eyes trying to steady myself after the dream I just had. This wasn’t the first time I was having a dream concerning myself, Gianna, and a third party I’ve never figured out but I had never had one as intense as this. I wasn’t a superstitious person but what I’ve learned from my own experiences was that my dreams often came to pass if caution wasn’t taken. A war was coming, a small part of me had always believed it would come to this but now that I had dreamt of it, I fervently believed in the possibility now. I sighed, pushing myself off the bed as I walked towards the corridor. A breath of fresh air would do me good. I stepped into the corridor and walked towards the railings overlooking most of the city. Manhattan was a beautiful sight to behold and I would love to spend a week here on vacation when all of this blows over. “You can’t sleep too?” Yoda’s voice jolted me out of reverie. I blinked for a moment
Last Updated : 2025-01-02Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Seventy-Two
Six months ago“Here’s a cup of milkshake to thank you for covering my shift tonight, Gianna.” I grinned from ear to ear as she pushed the cup towards me. I reluctantly accepted with a long sigh, grateful to be heading home after working a double-shift for the fourth time in a week. I waved Emma goodbye before starting my long journey home. I couldn’t afford to use the subway because I was dead broke with a lot of debts left unpaid, so I had to save up every spare dollar I could afford. I checked my watch, it was 12:00 AM already, I would only be able to sleep for three hours before I would need to divide my mornings between taking care of my sick roommate, Eve and trying to catch up on everything I was falling short on. The road home was lonely but safe, I walked down this path everyday, dragging my tired legs and longing for my bed. Ever since I moved here, I knew I had to come up with a story that would be believable if I wanted to stay and from my experience, everyone got move
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“Tiffany!” I yelled, tapping the counter. “Jesus Christ, Gianna.” She let out a groan. “You nearly gave me a heart attack.” “I’ve been trying to get your attention for the past two minutes but you’ve been busy fantasizing about some boy or something,” I said, glaring at her mockingly. “You’re going to be the death of me someday, Gianna.” I sigh. “Before that happens, I need you to take the orders from the tables to your left,” I ordered, pointing her in the direction. “I wish you’d have gone home, you look like you’re about to pass out any minute from now.” “It’s too late to go home now, isn’t it?” She chuckled as she made her way towards the designated table. For the past six months, I’ve been working as a bodyguard for Don Ethan, a mafia lord in Manhattan and it’s been going pretty well for me. My finances were becoming stable and I had been able to save for a new apartment much to my delight. For the first time in three years. I was able to do something tangible for myself
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“I’ve been talking to you for a minute now but you haven’t responded yet. Is there a problem?” Alessandro asked me, forcing me to jolt out of my daydreaming as I stared at his face, still wallowing in shock over what had just happened. I had a lot of unanswered questions and I didn’t know where to start. For the past three years, I’ve stayed off social media, I’ve never had my picture taken and I’ve made sure to completely disappear off the face of the earth and the only thing I’ve been focused on is just work and trying to fend for myself—nothing else. So how the fuck did he find me here in Manhattan? “Is there a problem?” Tiffany touched me and I shivered slightly. I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand. “No, there’s none.” I looked around to see the situation had been taken care of and the man had been removed from the room. I opened my mouth to speak but Tiffany beat me to it. “Don Alessandro was all too kind to take him outside despite his protests, he’s such a gentl
Last Updated : 2025-01-05Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Seventy-Five
I stood in front of the mirror staring at my reflection and picturing myself standing here dressed in a flowing white gown with a huge smile plastered on my face.It was a few months before Don Ethan’s wedding and I couldn’t help but remember the ugly memories of my wedding with Alessandro, where I had been foolish enough to think we would live happily ever after despite the agreement we had.I was understandably nervous each time I saw Alessandro and I remember what I’d been through under his roof. I was only hoping that Don Ethan’s new bride wouldn’t suffer the same fate that I did but if everything that I’d seen over the past year was anything to go by, Don Ethan was nothing like Alessandro.What he lacked in charisma and arrogance in comparison to Alessandro, he made up for it through his tenderness and honesty. All my life I wasn’t used to being lucky and having managed to be with Alessandro who wanted to help me fulfill my dreams, I felt fulfilled. Words couldn’t express how
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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
Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Ninety-Four
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-Three
It’s been a week since the ugly incident and Alessandro hadn’t woken up yet. I was struggling to pull it together but I knew that I didn’t have any other option, I couldn’t afford to break down right now not when I had to look after myself and Alessandro as well. I needed him to be up and running if we were going to get to the bottom of this tragic incident that had befallen us. The doctor urged me to give him time and be patient till he decided to come around. His vitals were good and his condition was improving, he was going to wake up any moment from now, the doctor would always say giving her a warm smile in return. The conviction in his voice always seemed to calm my nerves so I waited calmly until Alessandro decided to come around.I was in his hospital room, sitting on a chair next to the hospital bed, my knees were pulled up under my chin with my face buried between the latest reports from the investigators who were handling the case until Alessandro took over. Reading help
Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Ninety-Two
“Are you sure it’s safe to go on this trip?” I asked, nibbling on my lower lips as I shuffled from one foot to another, unable to be at peace. Alessandro had offered to take me on a three-day trip while Tiffany and the maids we hired would look after our son until we were back. “I had to spend three days convincing Ethan to let you go, Gianna. Do you think I’m not going to take you out to celebrate accomplishing the biggest goal I’ve ever set for myself?” Alessandro chuckled. “Tone down with your flattery, dude.” I laughed, playfully smacking his arm. “I’m only worried about the safety of our son and I hope you can understand that.” Alessandro pulled me close and I wrapped my arms around his neck. “I understand why you’re worried and you have every right to be. You’ve never been away from him for more than a few hours and now, I’m asking you to spend three days without him.” “He’s been through so much already, I don’t want him to suffer anymore.” I sighed, placing my head on his
Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Ninety-One
I didn’t exactly know how long it had been but a few hours had passed since Alessandro left the house after our heated argument about him going out despite the doctor’s advice. Unable to bring myself to do anything tangible, I had spent the rest of the afternoons wandering around the house and counting the hours until he would return while taking care of Ethan as well. He had called me earlier but I wasn’t in the mood to talk, else I would break down and I didn’t want that to happen. For my sake, it would be best if I remained silent until I regained every trace of my composure before tackling everything Alessandro had disregarded. I couldn't be worried about him and our son simultaneously, my poor heart wouldn’t be able to take it. Alessandro had assured me that he would be back early enough and I couldn’t wait, the suspense already had me in a chokehold.As soon as she heard Alessandro’s car pull up in the driveway, I bolted off the couch where I had been sitting and rushed out
Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Ninety
The operation was successful and the doctor assured me that my son was going to live as soon as his recovery phase was complete. The whole turn of events seemed so surreal. Never in a million years would I have ever come up with something like this. Three years ago, I ran away from Alessandro to start a new life for myself in a different state after abandoning everything I’ve ever known or had to stay hidden and three years later, the same man that I ran away from had just saved the life of the child we created together all those years ago. If this was the universe’s way of patting my back and giving me solace after everything I’d been through, I would gladly accept it after years of turmoil. “I’ve been patient enough, Gianna.” Tiffany began as she stared at me. “I think it’s time you tell me the truth about everything that’s been going on.” She was right. She was my friend—my only friend here and she deserved to know the truth. “You’re going to want to sit down for this one.” I
Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Eighty-Nine
“I want you back home, Gianna. It’s where you belong, not here in a strange mafia with another mafia Don and you have our son as well, I couldn’t just sit back and watch him grow somewhere else. The thought of that happening didn’t sit right with me one bit.” I explained, drumming my fingers softly against the protective glass as I stared at Gianna.“Have you stopped to wonder if he’s your son or have you made yourself believe he’s yours because we were once involved?” Gianna asked. I knew she was trying to throw me off balance. I’d been expecting this. This was the only way I was going to get the answers I wanted, I was having doubts if she would willingly open up to me if I didn’t persist so I pressed on. “The months don’t tally with when you met Ethan and had that brief fling of yours,” I said after a moment’s pause. “There’s no way he can’t be my son. Nice try, Gianna, but you’re not going to pull a fast one on me. The child doesn’t look like Ethan or anyone else to begin with.
