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Beneath The Mafia's Vow Cocked Gun
Marco“You told me to wait.”Antonio darts his eyes away, looking at Rick for support. “I didn’t think he woul—”I quirk a brow. “You didn’t think he would burn a church down?”Rick clears his throat, “It wasn’t that he burnt the church down. He just –”“Set fire on a building filled with kids?” I take a drag of the cigar in my hand, resisting the urge to grab a gun and fire at the five men in my room, including my cousin.Project Six is a project I initiated weeks ago to hunt down the members of the mafia society that has gone rogue and taken the violence to an uncontrolled level of insanity.The men once worked under my father, betrayed him and caused his death, a few even worked under me. Some longer than others, some brutal than others. But it always ended the same way – with me hanging a piece of blackmail over their heads and them succumbing, or straight out death.Project Six was supposed to be easier, contained, nothing like the last five projects that preceded it.But the bur
Beneath The Mafia's Vow The Mother-in-Law
I watch as the elegant lady takes in her surroundings bit by bit, choosing to totally ignore my presence right in the middle of the room, with her nose way up in the air and the all-too-familiar Rossellini scowl evident on her face.“I was told I’d find you here,” she drawls.Her voice is sultry with the edge of a woman who has seen a little too much of the world. A little too fearless, a little too sour.I take in her dark designer dress and even darker hair, the black heels that enhances her 6’2sih height and the cold darkness around her perfectly shadowed eyes.I know who she is at once. I’ve heard of her tales more times than I count, heard whispers of her cruelty, her ice and for that reason, I know exactly what she intends to do.Intimidation and destruction at its highest peak.I school my features into one of impressive indifference. “Hello, mother-in-law,” I say, articulating each syllable for greater impact.Like intended, her scowl deepens at the use of the title but as tho
Beneath The Mafia's Vow Screwed
ViennaI. Am. Fucked.Not fucked, well at least not in the literal sense. Screwed.Yeah, that’s the word for it. I’m officially screwed. I’ve got to be the most screwed up person in Newark at this point.Marco fucking Rossellini!The bastard should have his head severed and served to his body on a fucking platter. Worse than that because the man deserves a slow and painful death. One that’ll leave him half dead and barely alive. On his knees, pleading, begging for his life like he deserves to.I think of his grip on my arm, the way his face scrunched up in utter disdain when I spoke back at him, the anger on his expression, the wrath, the hatred –Ugh! Motherfucker.Dear Father, what did you get me into this time?How cruel can a man be, how spiteful is he to lock his wife up for speaking back at him?How much of a fucked up, manipulative bastard can Marco Rossellini be?But more importantly . . . what would he have done if I went further? Could it have been worse? Could this have end
Beneath The Mafia's Vow Shaken
MarcoI wipe my hands on a napkin my driver provides for me as he starts the ignition.The Mahonnas girl is still shaken, eyes wide, skin as pale as a ghost, lips trembling. For someone who grew up in a mafia home she sure as hell isn’t taking this well.“You got something you want to say?” I grind out.“What did you do?” she whispers, looking straight ahead and avoiding my eyes.“Not that it’s any of your business,” I spit, “but I had someone to take care of. The whole reason I accepted that damn invitation in the first place.”She is silent and in the glow of the street lights blurring past us, I see the slight tremble of her body.Without thinking, I reach out to her and she jerks back, alarmed.“Don’t fucking touch me!”I smirk, loving the pleasure I’m getting at the sight of her being terrified of me. “There’s blood on your arm and as much as I always love to see a Mahonnas bleed, something tells me that’s someone else’s blood.”She glares at me in disgust before grabbing a silk
Beneath The Mafia's Vow Bloody Hands
ViennaI feel his hand on the small of my back.“Keep your head high. And don’t lose the smile.”I resist the urge to punch my new husband in the groin. “Don’t tell me what to do,” I whisper “I know how to keep up with appearance.”He shoots me a look but remains silent as we glide through the doors of the ballroom.The governor of Newark decided to throw a party for his daughter’s engagement and invited the Rossellinis so this makes it the first public outing I am making as a Rossellini.The thought makes me want to puke all over Marco’s expensive shiny tux.The only reason I agreed to come is because I’m hoping that the governor also invited the Mahonnas and Contis to the ball and I can finally get some heavily-needed answers.Marco withdraws his hand to shake a minister who pulls him into a spontaneous conversation and I use the opportunity to scan the large hall for any sign of my parents.I see them almost immediately, seated in the middle of an expensive looking table wi
Beneath The Mafia's Vow Rules
ViennaI hate my life.Or at least what has become of it.I stayed in my room for two days after my disastrous wedding, not leaving except for that one time I confronted Marco is his study.Wrong move by the way, that man is as dangerous at home as he is outside.The way his hands moved on my body reminded me so much of the things I can never have.The man I can never be with.I met some people the first day I came here – the domestic staff, some dangerous looking men dressed in dark suits, and a blonde lady I couldn’t place.My mother came to visit on the third day and she had some kind of flimsy excuse about why my dad couldn’t show his face.“He is humiliated,” she states.“Humiliated? He made a deal with the devil and shoved me headfirst into the crosshairs of a man whose best friend is a gun and he is the one who is humiliated? I am beyond humiliated, I am heartbroken, torn to pieces, disgraced and worse, I can't reach –” I break down and my mother pulls me into a hug. It is not
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