After a thirty minute drive, Alejandro and Marisa finally arrived at the Gambino's empire. Pulling up at the parking lot, Alejandro turned off the car and stepped out.One of his men rushed forward to open the door for Marisa. Marisa remained inside the car, staring around the empire through the car window."Are you gonna keep sitting there all day or are you gonna step the fuck out?" Alejandro said from outside the car.Marisa rolled her eyes at him before stepping out of the vehicle. The moment she stepped out of the vehicle, she couldn't help but admire the beauty of the Gambino's empire. The tall buildings, the shiny, expensive cars, the surroundings, the hundreds of mobsters dressed in black suits; she was marvelled by them all.As she gazed around her surroundings, she forgot about her problems; she forgot that she was Alejandro's captive. All she wanted to do at that moment was to admire the beauty around her. The Gambinos' empire was just too beautiful to be ignored. It was to
"Since this bitch is more important than capturing our parents' murderer, I'm gonna kill her right here and right now!" Alexandro's voice vibrated with a dangerous intensity, sending multiple waves of fear down Marisa's spine.The room fell dead silent as everyone watched the ongoing drama. The air thickened with tension, but Alejandro seemed unfazed by his twin brother's threat. He continued sipping from the glass of alcohol in his hand with his calm gaze fixed on Marisa."It seems like you don't care if I pull the trigger and kill her right now!" Alexandro sneered as he pressed the gun harder against Marisa's head.Marisa's heart began racing fast, and she began hoping that Alejandro would intervene and rescue her from being shot by his twin brother. The top members remained silent as they watched what was going on.Alejandro finished the alcohol in his glass, then he carelessly threw away the empty glass, causing it to crash and break into pieces.Everyone watched as Alejandro bega
At an unknown location, a black heep could be seen driving inside a very large compound. Inside the compound were dozens of guards with heavily loaded weapons in their hands.The Jeep pulled up at the driveway, and one of the guards went to open the backseat door. A lady dressed in black jacket and black trousers stepped out of the vehicle. On the lady's head was a black face-cap and on her face was a pair of dark sunglasses. She also made use of a black nose cover.The lady surveyed the environment, and she began walking towards the entrance of the mansion. She was respectfully greeted by the guards as she entered inside the mansion.Inside the mansion, the lady made her way upstairs as if she already knew her way around. Once she was upstairs, she walked down the wide hallway for about thirty seconds, then she stopped in front of a door which had two guards standing in front of it.The two guards bowed and greeted the lady, then one of them open
"Sweetheart," Alejandro whispered as he began tracing Marisa's face gently with his finger. He traced her face down to cleavage before leaning in, then he whispered, "How about we do something more fun?"Marisa's heart began racing fast as Alejandro's touch sent an electrifying feeling throughout her body. Her breath became abnormal the moment Alejandro leaned closer and kissed her neck. His kiss was slow, wet and electrifying that she couldn't help but let out a soft moan even though she tried so hard not to moan.Alejandro continued placing wet kisses on her weak spot which was her neck. Marisa wanted him to stop, but her body wanted him to continue kissing her. Eventually, Marisa overcame the allure of Alejandro's kiss, and she pushed him off her. After pushing him, she gave him a hot, resounding slap.Alejandro touched his cheek, and he gazed at her with a mischievous smirk. Shivers ran down Marisa's spine when she saw the smirk on his face. She knew what Alejandro's smirk meant,
Minutes after the intense passionate encounter with Marisa, Alejandro could be seen inside the bedroom, dressing up. Marisa on the other hand was inside the bathroom, having a bath.After dressing up, Alejandro glanced at the bathroom door, wondering why Marisa was taking too long in the bathroom. Meanwhile, Marisa was sitting in the bathtub in the bathroom, thinking about her life and everything she had been through ever since she met Alejandro.She recalled the day she met Dave at the hospital. She remembered how Dave kept her company during her son's surgery, and how he made her feel at ease throughout the hours she spent at the hospital during Jeffrey's surgery.Tears rolled down her cheeks as she recalled the little moments they spent together when he was still alive. More tears flowed down her cheeks when she remembered the day he proposed to her. That day marked the first day in five years that a man proposed to her.The fact that Dave was the only man she'd ever fallen in love
A black Ferrari elegantly parked in front of a penthouse, its engine purring to a halt. From the car emerged a woman, a wide smile gracing her features. She was wearing a black leather on black trousers, matching it with a pair of black boots. Under the bright moonlight, her oval face was cast in a gentle glow as she walked toward the entrance of the luxurious penthouse. The penthouse emanated an atmosphere of understated elegance, its soft lighting casting a serene ambiance. This was the domain of her lover, Alejandro Gambino. The lady whose name was Marisa, stepped into the lavish penthouse. Her heart quickened, and her breath caught in her throat when her gaze landed on her lover, Alejandro, who was sitting on a black couch. Alejandro sat on the couch, dressed in only a pair of black trousers. His wavy, chestnut hair was neatly styled, adding a touch of charm to his otherwise rugged appearance. His piercing eyes, a deep shade of hazel, were focused intently on his phone, refle
Marisa's eyes fluttered open, and she groaned as the sunlight streamed through the open blinds, casting bright rays onto her face. Attempting to focus, she squinted, her gaze landing on the white ceiling above her. Her vision shifted to the right, where she noticed a needle discreetly inserted into the back of her right palm. Tracing the thin, straw-like tube connected to the needle, her eyes followed it to a transparent bag suspended in the air by a metal hook, containing a yellowish liquid. Her observations were interrupted by a voice, breaking the silence of the room. "Seems like you're awake, Marisa Russo?" Marisa shifted her attention toward the source of the voice, finding a young lady standing by the window. "Who are you?" Marisa inquired, raising a questioning eyebrow at the lady, who appeared to be around her age. "My name is Clarabelle. And you are Marisa Russo," the lady, Clarabelle, responded. "Me? Marisa Russo?" Marisa questioned, her hand instinctively reaching to t
Immediately Marisa got to the bedroom, she got undressed and wrapped a white towel around her flawless naked body.Stepping inside the bathroom, Marisa loosened the towel, hanged it then stepped under the shower. Marisa was done taking her bath five minutes later, and she stepped out of the bedroom into the bedroom, draped in a white towel. Sauntering towards her make up table, she picked up a lotion and started applying it on her skin. When she was done with that, she dressed up for work. Picking up her handbag, she strolled out of the apartment, locking the door on her way out. She then walked to the roadside where she boarded a cab which took her to the restaurant where she worked. Arriving at the restaurant minutes later, Marisa paid the cab driver and she got down from the vehicle. She strode purposefully into the restaurant, waving at some regular customers before entering inside the changing room. Marisa emerged from the dressing room two minutes, donning a waitress unif