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Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Twenty-Nine
It’s been a week since my encounter with Yoda and ever since then, I’ve barely left my room except during the evenings when I went out to the patio to watch the sunset and silently whisper my wishes before returning to my room. Other than that, there wasn’t much for me to do around here and the boredom was starting to get to me. I hated being idle and having nothing to do for so long was starting to give me the ick. One thing I knew for sure was that I wasn’t going to waste away in this castle until I grew old and had grey hairs, that wasn’t what I wanted for myself. I wanted more and my current situation would have to change as soon as Alessandro came back. Given that he’s been away for nearly two weeks should’ve been enough cause for concern but Yoda’s confidence that Alessandro was fine wherever he was did enough to convince me not to get worked up over nothing. One of the reasons I was looking forward to his return was because I had to discuss the terms of my future here. I wa
Last Updated : 2024-10-08Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Thirty
The ray of sunlight slipped in through the blinds on the window as my eyelids fluttered open. I yawned and rolled over, careful not to wake Alessandro who was still sleeping soundly. I pushed the hair away from his face as I took in his appearance. He looked so delicate and pure as he slept, the only sound in the room came from his light snoring. He was starting to sleep a lot after nagging from me. I returned my gaze to the clock on the nightstand. We were already running late for the sparring contest Alessandro organized for us yesterday. I had been starved of a good fight for a long time and I had to throw in a couple of incentives to make the fight exciting. I couldn’t remember the last time someone smashed my face or landed a blow on me, everyone was scared of hitting the Alpha for fear of being killed and I hated feeling protected, it made me feel weak. Today was going to change all of that. I could notice the hunger in their eyes as I mentioned a prize for the first man to l
Last Updated : 2024-10-08Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Thirty-One
Everything was set and the sparring was about to commence. I would be facing off with a few of Alessandro’s subordinates to work on the techniques he’s taught me over time for him to record my progress. I could taste the hunger as the first man approached me, it’s been a while since I was in an actual fight and I couldn’t wait to kick this off. The first opponent sized me up before he broke out into a run, charging towards me with his fists at eye level.Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Alessandro make his way into the seat on the elevated platform as he gave me a small nod. This was going to be fun. ***I breezed through the first few opponents with relative ease, many of them relying on brute strength and desperation, all too eager for my liking. I wanted a smart opponent and one who could fight with his wits and not his strength. Alessandro had been watching me all along, his eyes never leaving me. He was the last person amongst the men I was slated to fight and he looked l
Last Updated : 2024-10-08Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Thirty-Two
Alessandro’s POV“You sound like you wouldn’t mind beating him into a pulp,” Yoda laughed. “Possessive much, eh?”“He knows she’s mine. Why the hell would he be hanging around her and trying to woo her under my roof for that matter?” Alessandro frowned.“You know why, Alessandro. It was one of the reasons I was surprised you allowed them to stay here given the history they have with your wife. Mike has nothing stopping him especially if he’s got eyes on her for a while.” Yoda replied. “Sometimes, I wonder if you’re my best friend or biggest opposition.” Alessandro glared dagger at Yoda. “It wouldn’t hurt to be on my side just this once.”“I told you before, Alessandro. I always play neutral. Besides, if I don’t tell you the truth, who will?” “It doesn’t have to be that way and you know it.” “You should be concerned about why Mike is still up in your business till now. If he hasn’t gotten the memo, it’s because you haven’t been serious about it and now, you have Maya barging into yo
Last Updated : 2024-10-08Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Thirty-Three
For some reason which was later revealed to be infatuation, Maya abhorred the sight of Alessandro and Gianna together. The husband always tried to woo Gianna, while the wife started trying to seduce Alessandro, who everyone saw as her father.I was waiting for Alessandro to make his way downstairs. I’d been waiting at the dinner table for an hour now and there was no sign of him.I’d walked in on Maya running her hands over Alessandro’s body in a seductive manner. It wasn't until I cleared my throat that they realized there was someone else in the room. I didn’t know what to make of it and I’d been on my way to tell Alessandro that I couldn’t stay under the same roof with Mike anymore. I’d taken several days of harassment from him and it was becoming unbearable and I couldn’t do it any longer. Despite my warnings and harsh words, Mike didn’t relent in trying to win me back much to my chagrin. Every time I tried to talk to Maya about her husband’s excesses, she wouldn’t give me the
Last Updated : 2024-10-10Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Thirty-Four
The air was hot and damp, filled with dust and noise. I quickly crossed the express road leaving the honking from the cars littered on the expressway behind. There was a rapid traffic flow of cars on the expressway and people walking fast trying to cross before the traffic eased up. There was constant honking and swerving around the sluggish drivers, the walking people shouted and dodged the car before they got hit. This was Los Angeles at its finest.I averted my gaze back to the sight in front of me and walked briskly for about ten minutes before coming to a stop. Sometimes a car would slow down and a boy would emerge from the shadows towards the driver's window. A short conversation would ensure that money and goods would change hands within the blink of an eye. Then the boy would retreat back into the shadows and wait for the next car to pull up. I waited and watched the same procedure happen over and over again, my eyes had grown accustomed to the darkness and I could see the nu
Last Updated : 2024-10-11Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Thirty-Five
I sat in the car sheathed in the dark as I watched them through my binoculars, he was the same guy that drove the Saints, if he was here then my assumptions were right. I lifted the binoculars again as I watched the man in a black hoodie and jean stroll to and fro across the entire length of the house. I had a clear view of the front door. The man walked up the stairs to the door. His eyes were glued to the phone in his hand. A white cable led to ear buds which were hiding in the hoodie. The man paused at the door as he knocked twice before the door was flung ajar, giving me a little glimpse of the grainy view of the interior decor. The security was loose. I would bet the security cameras weren't working. I threw down my binoculars and opened the dashboard and pulled out the Steyr GB. Alessandro didn’t like me doing this but I forced him to give me his word and he did. Although he had assisted by making everything easier for me by providing the necessary assistance and support I w
Last Updated : 2024-10-14Wanted By The Mafia King: Not Your Propery Don Lucien Thirty-Six
I flung the case straight at Donald, making sure his forehead took the most damage before retrieving my gun beneath my coat and taking out the rest with a single shot straight to the heart. I knew I was lucky these men were amateurs. Maybe luck was on my side today.I could hear sobbing coming from behind as I forced the door open. My heart ripped into shreds as I saw them caked in the dirt with their hands bound and their mouths gagged, fear evident in their eyes.I rushed towards them untangling the ropes that held them.Antonio had lied to me. My goods weren’t here. "I need you all to get the hell out of here and don’t tell anyone what you saw here today. Do you understand me?” I said, my voice menacing. The memories of the past came flooding in, I could only hope I kept my promise this time. I turned the faucet in the bathroom on and lifted the shiny knob, the shower spraying water down on them before leaving them to change their clothes. I rummaged through the drawers placed i
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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.
