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His Mafia Bride You are mine to keep
ALINA Silence hung in the air. It was heavy, deadly and suffocating. I sometimes had to remind myself to breathe as we drove.My heart beat was so erratic that I literally felt it could pop right out of my chest any moment I took multiple glances at Dante's sharp profile as he sat away from me. He was brooding with raw, bloody anger. I could feel and see it. He was murderous.His lips were pulled to a scowl and his brows were wrinkled coupled with his fists clenched.Oh God! I wailed within me.In the boot laid a half dead and thoroughly beaten up Theodore.He would die soon if he wasn't given adequate and instant medical care.And likely so would I because Dante was breathing hail and brimstones. He was quiet through out the ride. Not a single word did he utter to me and it wasn't a good sign.I was expecting him to lash out at me but he kept mute.How could I watch him kill a young promising man like Theodore all because he thinks he is trying to snatch me from him? Where did
His Mafia Bride Blood and Tears
ALINA Lightening flashed across the stark dark sky, the wind becoming violent and turbulent with each passing nano second, swaying trees in its direction. Though it was dark, I could vividly see that the sky was overcast with stormy clouds. Thunder rumbled in such a ferocious manner every now and then as lightening lit up the sky. I laid on my bed, cuddled myself up like a ball and reminisced about my memories with Theodore. It was four weeks already since that gory incident took place.And Dante made sure to make my life a living hell. It seemed his hatred for me soared beyound all heights and now just looking at my face got him so inflamed with rage.I had endured a lot and I still am. If it wasn't telling me to stand under running cold water, it was starving me of food or locking me up for days in my room, hurling fowl words at me, humiliating me in front of his guards and visitors or threatening to shoot me. Dante never for once raised his hands to hit me or punch m
His Mafia Bride I'm just trying to help you
ALINA "What are you doing there staring like an idiot!? Won't you set the dining table?!" Dante barked at me which got me both shuddering and jerking. I pondorously dragged my feet and walked towards him."Alina were you born deaf or you just want to be deaf?!" Dante frothed. I opened my mouth my speak but was cut short by one of Dante's men, Luca."Dante you need to be taken back to the hospital. You are bleading too much. For once don't be stubborn" Luca advised, frustration in his tone. Dante shot him dagger glares and hissed in pain."Alina get out of here. I'm being as calm as I can" Dante faced me, his voice gravelly low. "Dante you are bleeding so badly. Why don't you want to get treated?" I inquired, my brows deeply creased. Dante pressed his lips together and let out a pained howl as he shut his eyes tight. I approached him further and stretched my hand, my fingers grazing his soaked up shirt."What do you think you are doing?" Dante aggressively asked, snappin
His Mafia Bride I am not a demon
DANTE I stared at my injured arm through the vertical mirror in my bathroom, reminiscing about yesterday's event. I was in a hall attenting to different high classed politicians and mafia men when I felt a piercing sting of pain in my arm. Though no sound was heard but immedetialy, I felt a liquid soaking my cloth. My eyes darted to my arm in an instant and I saw that the liquid was spreading, tainting every area and more especially it was scarlet red. It was then the pain really shot through me like lightening bolt and my knees buckled to the ground. I was shot by a silencer. It seems the shooter must have targeted my chest but it got into my arm instead.Some of my men flanked around me in the blink of an eye, racing to get an ambulance, while the majority had their guns drawn out for blood as they ran outside the hall. The shooter was uncovered in a nearby underground tunnel but the bloody mother fucker still escaped. He shot one of my capos in the arm, Fabio, thereb
His Mafia Bride Desires and Threats ripping through
ALINA It was evident in his eyes. His body and the aura I felt was pure hatred for me. He fucking rudely asked me what I wanted when I am here trying to help him and he is being so selfish and such a dick with the way he talks. I stared at Dante in blank amazement, tongue tied and lost for words. Silence interluded the atmosphere briefly as I stared at Dante."Cut the bloody act bitch! I am not buying it gattina. Why did you call a doctor for me? Why are you trying to help me?!"Dante growled at me. What in heavens name has come over Dante?Does he really think all these is just a farcade show of concern? Wow. I can't believe Dante seriously sees me as a suspect in his shooting incident.I mean I was literally home all through. The man totally cut of all means of communication I could make to my family and my father never bothered to even check up on me. The hell!I stared at Dante in disbelief before my face became masked in pure vexation and I marched up to him. Sta
His Mafia Bride Dinner won't hurt you
ALINA I wiped off the bullet beads of sweat that were smeared all over my face with a groan. Carrying a tray stacked with food, I ventured out of the kitchen. Dante had been so annoying my ass off ever since I coaxed him to stay off work. Now, thinking about it again with a clearer mind, I should have just let Dante fucking go out. Atleast, I would have peace of mind and I would only have to endure his meaningless and ceaseless rude remarks and tantrums by dusk. Dante had totally turned me into a bee, ever working with no rest.I ran the house activities and sometimes Dante would make me go through his work files and cross check them while he laid comfortably in his king sized bed. I admit that he is injured and he needs treatment but is turning me into a slave part of his recovery process? To the world, I was the fortunate wife of Dante Morelli but in the four corners of this mansion, I am nothing but his slave. I am his slave whom he tosses and keeps at his own wi
His Mafia Bride I own you
ALINA I pulled out a chair from the dinning area and shambled myself into it. With nervousness building up in me, I took out a plate and served myself some food. As I did so, my breathing suddenly became hitched within me. It caged in my lungs and and I had to try calm myself."So how long have you and Dante being married?" Stella cheekily asked with a wink. I downcasted my eyes and I pressed in my lips tightly. "Not for so long. Barely two months" I replied. From the corners of my eyes, I could spot Dante's face contorted and his knuckles were so balled up that I could swear it was turning white. Oh my God. Why was Dante so vexed and tensed? I could clearly see that he was trying so hard to control his anger.He was so inflamed with exasperation and it was without any fucking reason.I mean it's just dinner.Am I not also allowed to relate with other people? Dante's over bearing attitude was just too much.I sighed within me and took a drink of the glass of water kept be
His Mafia Bride Kill me already!
ALINA The mild clashing of cluteries resonated through the walls of the kitchen as I prepared breakfast. My dishevelling thoughts clouded my mind as my hands manoeuvred in the kitchen sink. Dante's cruelty towards me over these past couple of days had soared so greatly that there was no other way he could hate me more than he hated me now. What did I ever do to Dante?I mean the Russian mafias were the ones who caused his parents death not me. Why was he so bent on melting it out on me? This wasn't a life I was living. This was hell and torture. I never imagined my married life would be this chaotic and terrible. I hated all these. Dante was on a journey to show that he was outrightly in charge of my life.Just for joining his friends for dinner, I got a bruised cheek in return accompanied by yet another deadly threat. My heart throbbed loudly that I felt it would break out of my rib cages. Dante balefully warned me to watch my back. What did that mean? As the warn
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