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Chapter 20: It seems the lady has been found
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kidnapped by my mafia fan CHAPTER 21: Commotion at the airport.
An inaudible announcement was made by the pilot. Sarah looked around and found that the people around her seemed to be complaining about something. She looked up to a flight attendant.“Hi, what's going on?” she asked worriedly.“Nothing ma’am, please relax and fasten your seatbelt to prepare for landing.” The young flight attendant said politely.“Landing? How are we landing? We just took off like 2 minutes ago.” She asked. The air hostess kept trying to fit her seat belt for her. Something felt wrong, terribly wrong.“We are returning to port ma’am, we just got news of a possible flash storm.” She lied through her teeth.The skies were blue with not a cloud in sight. But she wasn’t a meteorology expert, so what did she know? Whether the flight attendant was lying to her or the flight attendant herself had been lied to, Sarah could tell.A thought flashed through her head. What if this was Aldo’s doing? She quickly brushed it off though. It’s not like Aldo could cause a thunderstorm,
Last Updated : 2023-07-27kidnapped by my mafia fan The kidnapper.
In a dimly lit room lies a beautiful woman. Her dark skin glowed bright through the dull light. How could someone look so good when they sleep? Given the fact that she had been abducted, she was rather relaxed. One would think she was just taking a nap in her own house. She looked so peaceful that her captor felt a flutter in his heart and chose not to interrupt her sound slumber.As Sarah slowly regained consciousness, her surroundings appeared unfamiliar and disorienting. Panic surged through her veins as the memories of her abduction at the airport flooded back into her mind. Fear gripped her heart, urging her to assess her situation and find a way to escape.She cautiously surveyed the room, her eyes darting around, searching for any clues or means of escape. The walls were bare, devoid of any personal touch, and the only door stood as a formidable barrier to the outside world. A surge of desperation overcame her, and she banged on the door, hoping to attract attention and secure
Last Updated : 2023-07-27kidnapped by my mafia fan CHAPTER 23: A difficult dinner.
"Let me go, Aldo," Sarah pleaded, her voice shaking with the weight of her emotions. "I can't stay here, I can't be a part of this world."“Stop saying that!” he growled, causing her to flinch as he glared daggers at her. They had just finished dinner and it was going quite well. Why did she have to talk about leaving and ruining the mood again? He exhaled deeply and looked away. It would do no good to make her fear him more than she already did.“It was very selfish of you to hide that from me while being all sweet and making me like you. You clearly don’t know anything about me. Which is fine, if you would just let me go.” she rambled on, her teary eyes unable to make contact with his burning gaze. Her body trembled slightly as she uttered the words that she knew could end her. Her hands under the table got hold of the hem of her skirt and squeezed so tight, her knuckles hurt.“You think I’m stoked that you found out like this?” he softened his tone and held her hand. “Why do you th
Last Updated : 2023-07-27kidnapped by my mafia fan 'When you are calm.'
The next few days at the mansion were rather quiet. Sarah neither said a word, nor went out of the bedroom. She took a lot of time reflecting on the events that had brought her life to the position that it was currently.He claimed that he wasn’t holding her hostage and that she could go out anytime, but the moment she stepped out of the room there were people following her around.He always seemed to be there. She wondered if he even had a job with all the free time he seemed to have available. When Aldo wasn’t with her, there would be a maid or bodyguard keeping close watch. These days she can’t even take her bath alone. All this surveillance and she hadn’t even left the room. All her meals were served to her inside.Aldo encouraged her to go to dinner but she refused to talk to him. She didn’t complain, understanding that doing so could give him the impression that she was trying to leave again and keep him well on guard.Not that she planned to stay, just that she needed to make s
Last Updated : 2023-07-27kidnapped by my mafia fan Chapter 25: The gun incident.
“Was it you? The guys who put a cloth over my nose. Did you send them?” Sarah finally gathered the courage to ask once he had finished eating.After a thoughtful silence, he replied, “Yes.”“I guess the weather worked in your favor then. Why is my luck so down? Can’t even runaway in peace.” she murmured.He said nothing in reply. Instead, he picked up the dishes, walked over to the sink and began washing them.“Why did you bring me back Aldo? It’s not like I stole from you. Can’t you just let me go?” she asked rather cautiously.“I can’t bear to let you go like that, ca…” just as he was about to give her a response he heard the sound of a gun being adjusted. He spun to find her pointing it at him.“Tell them to let me out, Aldo.” She said resolutely.“Calm down, cara. You’ve never fired a gun before. Don’t be like this. Give it to me.” He said, approaching with no caution whatsoever. Like he wasn’t afraid. Like she didn’t have a gun in her hands.Even Sarah started to doubt the credib
Last Updated : 2023-07-27kidnapped by my mafia fan CHAPTER 26: The starvation stunt.
The whole gun incident was a rather humbling experience for Sarah. She learnt that she lacked the will to hurt Aldo. And the fact that at that moment he still managed to comfort her weighed on her heart. She wasn’t stupid, just torn. Torn between what her heart wanted and what she knew was right. She should have fired the gun. She should not have glanced at him a second time. Although she knew what type of person Aldo Accardi was, she kept making excuses for him in her heart. The sun rose to its glorious shine over the Accardi mansion. The chef in the kitchen worked extra hard to have breakfast ready on time. Old Maria had been watching each movement closely. Like a guard dog. She was clearly in a bad mood. Her eagerness to meet Aldo’s woman and have him wedded was cut off brutally. She knew it from the moment she saw Marco drive the unconscious young lady into the mansion at dusk. It was like reliving the exact same scene from Aldo’s parents' meeting. Many a time she had prayed th
Last Updated : 2023-07-29kidnapped by my mafia fan The restaurant
ALDO walked into the bedroom to find Sarah lying in bed. Staring listlessly at the ceiling. With an inaudible sigh, he calmed himself down as he decided how to deal with the little woman in his bed. “Hey there, sleeping beauty.” he said in a low husky voice as he stalked towards her. “I’ve thought about it.” She said coldly, in a voice so low and strained, it made his heart ache. “About what love?” he asked, battling the urge to give in to her every whim. “A good reason. It’s the third day, today. I have a reason.” He took a minute to understand her words but it soon became clear to him what she was talking about. “OK, then why don’t you tell me about it over dinner? Do you want to go out? There is this beautiful restaurant by the lake. You’ll love it.” She didn’t reply. Not because she didn’t want to go out, but because she didn’t want to give him a chance. At this point, one might think, ‘Wouldn’t it be better to go out and find a chance to escape?’ but Sarah knew bette
Last Updated : 2023-08-16kidnapped by my mafia fan Her reason.
To her surprise, she found it to be one of her favorite traditional dishes. She looked up at him with a surprised expression, his usually expressionless face revealed a doting smile as he looked back at her. "I hope you enjoy the Cameroonian cuisine," Aldo said with a grin, clearly pleased by her reaction.Sarah's lips curled into a smile as she realized the significance of the evening. "You are kidding, right? These are my favorite."Aldo nodded, his eyes holding a warmth that reached deep within her. "I know. You did mention that in a couple of interviews, yes. I thought it would be nice to bring you here."Her heart swelled with gratitude. "Aldo, this is incredible. Thank you."As she took her first bite of Eru, memories of her family and gatherings around the dinner table flooded her mind. The flavors were a journey back to her childhood, each mouthful reminiscent of the love and comfort she had always felt at home. Ndolé followed, each bite a testament to the richness of Camero
Last Updated : 2023-08-16
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Once Luciano drove Sarah back to the mansion, she went staight to bed, ignoring the feast spread out on the dinner table for her.The room was suffused with an empty stillness that pressed down on her. Sarah sat on the edge of the bed, her silk robe loosely draped over her, as though even the effort of tying it properly was too much. The faint sound of the wind as hit ruffled the leaves outside her window only reminded her how far away Aldo was. It had been days since he left Venice, his first business trip since they’d started dating. She had been proud of herself at first, handling his absence with grace. But now?Now, she missed him so intensely it ached.The cool silk of the robe brushed against her bare legs as she stood, walking aimlessly to the bathroom. Her fingers fumbled with her phone, hovering over his name. She hesitated—she didn’t want to seem needy—but the yearning bubbling inside her was unbearable. Finally, she typed a message:I can’t sleep. Are you up?His reply cam
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While Aldo struggled to navigate complex work dynamics, Sarah was back in Venice, living like a pampered wife. Beraldi followed her closely, never letting her out of his line of sight as she strutted from one shop to the next with Julia hooked around her arm.Honestly, Sarah thought it was a waste of time to have Beraldi around. Julia had a fleet of men following them anyway. Some carried her bags, others stood there for protection, and a few more just hung around waiting to be ordered by her. Seeing the affluence that her friend seemed to carry, she couldn't help but feel bad for the poor man who had been following her around in silence all day.By noon on the second day of this shopping spree, she urged him to go back to the mansion. As she expected, he said he was fine and continued to follow her around.On the third day, she asked again. “Are you sure you’re okay? You really should go back home. I’m fine with Julia’s guards.” To her surprise, he actually took the offer. Glancing o
kidnapped by my mafia fan Valentino Syndicate
The private dining room of one of the city’s finest restaurants was a picture of opulence: gold-trimmed walls, a crystal chandelier overhead, and a table set with the finest china and silverware. The atmosphere was intimate but heavy, the kind of place meant for deals whispered over wine and perfectly seared steaks.Aldo leaned back in his chair, his sharp suit spotless, his expression unreadable. Across from him sat Leonardo Valentino, the head of the Valentino Syndicate, a man in his sixties with a thick head of silver hair and a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. Between them, a bottle of red wine sat untouched, though Mr. Valentino had poured himself a generous glass.“Aldo,” Valentino began, swirling the wine in his glass, “it’s been too long. I must say, it’s good to finally have you here in my city, breaking bread with me.”Aldo tilted his head slightly, offering a polite but distant smile. “Your invitation was… intriguing.”Valentino chuckled, a deep, throaty sound that e
kidnapped by my mafia fan Give them a step...
Noticing Marco’s weird movements from the rearview mirror, aldo sat up a little. He glanced over to the side window, he looked but failed to see what Marco was constantly checking for. “Problem?” Aldo asked, his voice low.“Maybe,” Marco replied, his tone tight but calm. “Hang on.”Marco’s fingers danced over the console, flipping a switch that dimmed their taillights to make their brake signals less noticeable. He tapped a button on his earpiece, activating a private channel to the rest of Aldo’s security team.“This is Marco,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “We’ve got a tail. Black sedan, four cars back. Requesting backup and confirmation on hotel perimeter security.”The reply crackled in his ear almost immediately. “Copy that, Marco. Two vehicles en route to your location. ETA five minutes. Hotel perimeter is secure—no unusual activity reported.”Marco nodded, though his grip on the armrest tightened. Five minutes might as well have been an eternity if these guys dec
kidnapped by my mafia fan the meeting
From the moment Aldo’s plane touched the ground he had been working nonstop. Now as he sat prominently, surveilling everything around him he had to try hard to curb the anger he was feeling inside. He had left his lover at home for this.The room was thick with smoke, the soft glow of an ornate chandelier casting golden shadows on the polished mahogany table. Around it sat a dozen men, each clad in tailored suits that whispered of power and wealth, but the tension in the air was undeniable. At the head of the table sat Aldo Accardi the man whose name alone sent shivers down spines. His dark eyes swept over the room, calm yet piercing, like a predator waiting to strike."Let's get straight to it," Aldo began, his deep, commanding voice cutting through the silence. "When I first invited you to join my organization, it wasn’t just a business proposal. It was an opportunity to turn everything we’ve worked for into something... enduring. To give your families a legacy that doesn’t depend on
kidnapped by my mafia fan Aldo's weakness
“Is that what the late-night call was about? You’re leaving?” “You make it sound like I am abandoning you.” “Aren’t you?” “Not at all, silly. I’ll be back on Saturday,” Aldo said as he pulled her onto his lap. “Can I go with you?” “I’m afraid not.” “Why? I’m so bored here. I don’t want to stay here forever! I was traveling around before I met you, and now it feels like I’m being detained.” “This is a work trip. It’s not the kind that one would bring a significant other to. It won’t be fun at all, and you will barely get to see me for the time we are there. Besides, you’re not being detained here. You can go out anytime you want.”Sarah huffed with disappointment. Alas, she couldn’t fight him on this. So silently, she surrendered.Just then, Marco walked into the dining hall. It was already 10 in the morning, and Beraldi was waiting outside to meet Aldo. “Tell him to come in with Lucciano.” “Yes, boss,” Marco replied, bowing respectfully before stepping out to bring in the two
kidnapped by my mafia fan The giant and the light
"Berardo, brother, welcome. Long time no see,” a guard said as he rushed to greet the giant of a man who just landed on the mansion’s private helipad.Walking with sturdy, meticulous steps, the man called Berardo approached the mansion. Not a word from him to the hearing of the other guards. Nothing but a nod. The serious expression on his face never seemed to fade out. Not out of malice or disdain for the men in front of him; they were comrades after all. But this was his way, and they all seemed to acknowledge that.The pissed-off look on his face never seemed to be enough to stop the giggling batch hovering around him. Along with the men on his side, he made his way off the helipad, through the garden, and into the mansion. Then he went straight to Aldo’s study to report for duty.To his surprise, the early-rising, stern man that was his boss was nowhere to be found. Funny, it was 8 am at this point, Aldo was always up and functioning by 6 am. Could the boss have fallen ill? No one
kidnapped by my mafia fan Insignificant Details
It was never really lights out at the mansion. Regardless of the hour, there were always people patrolling the grounds, the lights outside the mansion stayed on at all times. Security and control were of the utmost priority, which explains the cameras. Before, the patrols used to happen even indoors, but since Sarah moved here, they have been seized.Sitting in the control room, Marco stared intently at the lovely couple in the kitchen as they got snacks to share. It must be nice to have someone to spend your night with. Sure, they bickered a lot and sometimes Mrs. Accardi was particularly unreasonable, but there was no doubt in the heart of everyone who knew them that they were made for each other.It’s not like Aldo was perfect, he hid his identity from her and then kidnapped her when she found out and tried to run away. Marco sat in the quiet of the night reflecting, he certainly wasn’t a log of wood. He, too, had a special person. But Marco is nothing like Aldo and Lana, well, tha
kidnapped by my mafia fan Confessions II; I love you.
Uhhhh….. Mmmmh…. Ald… mmmm... Sarah moaned breathily. Her hands were in his hair, stroking it with her fingers as he ignited passion within her walls. Though his beard was always clean-shaven, it had been a few days since he last shaved and tiny invisible hair had started poking out of his skin. She could feel it as the hair rubbed against her thighs, causing a ticklish sensation up her spine. He steadied himself in between her thighs, taking in her scent, lapping up every bit of her arousal. His tongue set her body on fire. She wriggled in place, frustration and pleasure coursing through her veins like lightning bolts. His hands, too, were busy. He had a finger inserted into her as his tongue attacked hers. First one finger, then another, before she knew it, Aldo had succeeded in putting 3 fingers inside her. She didn’t object, she barely even realized it because she was so engrossed in the sensations he was making her feel. Aldo was having the time of his life. His name rolled off
