บททั้งหมดของ Mafia Men III - Mancini's Bride: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Scott ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─I have resorted to day drinking... Fuck, it's like I'm a fucking modern-day Romeo. Fuck this shit. No woman had me this fucked up in my entire fucking life. With the crystal tumbler resting in my hand, I swirled the amber liquid around, mesmerized by its alluring hue. Gradually bringing the glass closer, drinking the whole thing. This is fucking pathetic.What am I doing with my life? What the hell Allegra is doing to me? The marriage that I envisioned when I took her hand and said my vows is not the reality that I am living in now. I stared at the bright blue sky through the glass window. "You knew what you were doing, huh, Linus? You planned all this..." I stared at the gold wedding band, the one she got me. I never thought these ridiculous gestures could ever mean something to me. But this meant a lot, so much that I was terrified of losing this ring. I sighed, running my hands down my face, "You planned this all. You knew..." I let out a scoffing laugh, "Yo

Scott ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─I pushed Cindy away, shaking my head, "I'm married, Cindy, you need to fucking respect that." With a quick glance over my shoulder, she cautiously moved aside and asked me to get inside. Instead of going in, I asked, "Where's Paolo?" "Scott, please, get inside, please..." she begged, her eyes stuck somewhere behind me. I gave my head a shake, holding onto the doorframe to steady myself, "I don't think that's a good idea..." She shifted her weight from one foot to another, nervously fumbling with her fingers, "If you want an explanation, Scott, then please get inside and I'll tell you everything." I furrowed my eyebrows and turned to look back, my hand reaching for my gun. I'm going to kill Paolo tonight once and for all and then Cindy and I will go our separate ways. I have a chance at something fucking real in my life and I'm not going to fuck it up over anyone. "Scott, please..." she whispered. I blinked hard, I needed to get my act straight, I needed to get

Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─"Allegra? Oh, dear God, my baby girl..." she sobbed, as she forcefully moved Silvio and Enrico aside. Without hesitation, she pulled me up from my seat and wrapped me in a tight embrace. I stood there, completely frozen, overwhelmed with pain, tears streaming down my face. I had no idea what was happening... I forcefully distanced myself from the woman. The idea of embracing someone I didn't know, especially when that person was our enemy and had my friends bound like inanimate objects, made me extremely uneasy.I recoiled at the woman's attempt to hug me, sensing her hurt from my obvious disgust. With hesitation, she extended her arms towards me once more, causing me to instinctively retreat. In my desperate attempt to break free from the uncomfortable situation, I hastily moved away, accidentally bumping into Vincenzo's chest before quickly scrambling away from him as well.Silvio forcefully grasped my arm, yanking me into the tight space between him and Enrico,

Scott ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─Fury surged through my veins as I cleaned the blood from my face, all while heaving the lifeless corpse of yet another Outfit soldier into the vehicle. The wounded, who managed to cling onto their waning breath, were dispatched to the warehouse. I couldn't wait to get there and rip their fucking guts out. I saw Niko, Lorenzo, and Marco emerging from that bookstore, chattering away with those useless police officers, most likely bribing those corrupted pigs. Rage burned within me, and I ruthlessly suppressed it as I marched toward them. Why the fuck were they acting like all this was over?!Oh, it was a long way from being over!Niko's eyes locked onto me with a sinister glare. He disregarded her completely, showing no interest in getting her back. His sole focus was on Evangeline, Delilah, and their children as if Allegra was utterly worthless to him, not even worthy of a fight.The police officers left and I turned to him, "What's next?!" "It's a full-on war, Scott

Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─The weight of despair clouded my mind as I contemplated how to mend the broken pieces, how to mend myself. But every solution seemed futile as the memory of him cheating replayed in my thoughts. A wave of nausea washed over me. The sun was still high in the sky as I reluctantly settled into bed. The emptiness without Scott's presence made the room feel vast and overwhelming. A gaping hole on the mattress served as a constant reminder of his absence.As I lay there, the sun slowly disappeared beneath the horizon. My nose became congested, and I couldn't control the flow of my tears. The idea of divorce constantly tormented me, making me wish to escape from my own body.With a gentle knock, the door creaked open, giving way to Alessia timidly peeking inside. Drained of all energy to argue or complain, I sluggishly sat up, hugging myself tightly, and observed her every move as she cautiously entered the room.My swollen eyes were enough for her to know how hard I had b