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Don Valentinos Farfalla And Heiress

Don Valentinos Farfalla And Heiress

Mafia
last updateTerakhir Diperbarui : 2023-08-13
Oleh:  Dream ShadowTamat
Bahasa: English
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Sinopsis

Revenge

Hate to Love

Dark Romance

Face-Slapping

Fast-Paced Plot

Mafia

Ruthless

Mystery

Being forged from the trauma that clings to your soul like an additional layer of sin has an elegance to it. When my father and I buried my sister, falling in love with her first love wasn't on the agenda. Don Alessandro Valentino has something I want. Something he refuses to depart with and no matter how much pain he inflicts upon me, I will never give up. I vowed to never let him win. I thought I had escaped his grasp, but his torment had only just begun. Despite everything, he still held the power to manipulate my heart and make me crave to be possessed by him. As secrets come to light and the truth is exposed, can I surrender the battle and surrender what I've been fighting for all along, without hesitation? --- He tore his lips away from mine, peering down at me, brushing the pad of his thumb along his lower lip—smearing my touch as far as it would travel. “You taste like mine.” He said in a cold and condescending tone. Then he left. He walked out of the wine cellar without a second glance over his shoulder as Riccardo locked the door behind them.

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Tomasa
Tomasa
I loved this book! I laughed, cried, got angry etc. it has it all!
2025-05-06 04:19:26
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Fiza
Fiza
Good read , after all the deaths finally a happy Ending,
2025-02-07 00:20:55
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Kiara
Kiara
I loved this book. Such great read that kept me wanting more.
2025-01-31 01:19:47
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Ana Ara
Ana Ara
I simply could not put this book down. I loved it. The ML was cruel at first, but the way his heart changed and how he protected her and loved her in the end... Swoon. I laughed, cried, and got mad as I was reading. Thank you, author, for a great read.
2025-01-22 04:01:35
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Iulia Nita
Iulia Nita
I am out. It was too depressing... And I don't think that you can enjoy rape.. It was a waste of money. I am not paying for this type o shit. Every book on this app is about rape. ....
2025-01-19 04:55:22
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ONE.
Some say that Angels mourn for us when we are unable to weep our own tears. When the pain becomes so overwhelming that we are afraid that if we let the tears fall, they will drown us in our aura of misery. The air is thick with melancholy as if a heavy cloud of grief continuously hangs over the entire cemetery. Death lingers in the air accompanied by the faint smell of rain, cheap perfume, and fresh roses. I shut my black umbrella, letting it slip between my fingers, and I gaze up at the ominous sky as the tears of the Angels cascade down upon us. It's a cold day. The sort of day that drills deep into your bones, marking you forever as it licks and nips all over your frigid flesh. Today, we lay to rest my dear sister, Rose, whose life was tragically cut short. The coroner's report states she had alcohol and drugs in her system and that’s what caused the car accident, killing her three hours later in the hospital. But I know better. I know that my sister was murdered and th
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TWO.
THE VERY NEXT DAY: I gaze upon the grand villa where Don Valentino resides. Its towering iron gate fit for a king's fortress. My hands clench the iron rods with a vice-like grip, making my knuckles turn a ghastly shade of white as I wait patiently for someone to show up and face me. Seconds pass, then minutes, followed by hours. And still, I refuse to leave until I speak with the great Don Valentino, that makes me shiver with fear every time, he is near. I expel the weight of apprehension from my body as I watch one of Don Valentinos’ men exit the villa and make his way toward me. Flicking the lower-right side of his jacket open, the man rests his hand on the gun that is attached to the holster, resting his forefinger on the trigger. “What are you doing here, Miss. Ivy?” He growls in a thick Italian accent that would have sounded hot if he weren’t working for the enemy. “Well, since we are on a first-name basis, I’m going to assume that you know who I am, and why I am here?”
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THREE.
“Do you make it a habit to enter private property without permission?” His voice is cold and clipped. Sighing, I rise to my full height and bravely, or just outright stupidly, I turn around to face him. I hate that his presence is magnetic, and I can feel the pull from where he is standing, glaring at me with his hands tucked inside the pockets of his slacks. I comb my fingers through my hair to mask my trembling body, then I meet his piercing, predatory, and gleaming gaze. “Do you always make it a habit of confining Savannah within the gates of your fortress, so she is excluded from the real world and her family?” I bite back. As our gazes continue to bore into one another, I can’t shake the feeling that Don Valentino is an Italian God with intense eyes and a face that is carved from stone. I doubt he’s ever cracked a genuine smile, even when he’s balls deep in some random bitch, shuddering as he comes. He is domineering. Broody. Built like a damn brick wall, and he is sca
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FOUR.
I pull the hoodie of my jersey lower, concealing my face as much as possible, as I patiently wait in the lobby for the signal to make my move.Twisting the straps of my backpack in my hands, I nibble on my lower lip, trying not to draw attention to myself. My phone dings,UNKNOWN: Room 332. Your time starts now. I jump out of my seat and head down the corridor to the children's clinic, and I press my body flush against the wall as Don Valentinos’ men rush towards the exit. “Mrs. DeLuca said there was an intruder in the Villa. We must inform Don Valentino straight away.” A lanky, dark-headed man mutters as they run past me.I slip through the door to room 332, removing my cap, and I turn around to see Savannah sitting in the dentist's chair with dark glasses on her small face. I reach her side. “Savannah, honey,” I whisper. Slowly, she sits up, removing the glasses that conceal her eyes, and she stares at me quizzically.“Do you remember me?” I ask her in a soft voice.She nods he
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FIVE.
The gentle rustling of leaves, carried away by the forceful gusts of wind, fills my ear canals.The dulcet tones of a beloved melody, orchestrated by the very hand of Mother Nature, overflow into the air.It’s like she is whispering to me in a hushed tone, saying, "Don't throw in the towel. Fight. You got to own your mind, body, and soul, kid. It's the only way to survive in this world. The streets are tough, and the sharks are always circling. But if you're in control of yourself, they can't touch you.” I absorb all the wise words she hums solely for me.The stench of dust and rotting flesh invades my senses, causing my gut to twist and my lips to moisten as I struggle to hold back the bile. I've lost track of time.I don't know whether it's day or night, and I'm not sure if I'll ever see Savannah again.Don Valentinos' goons took me for a ride, far from the city's bright lights. They hauled me into a deserted building and tied me up, leaving me here to rot.His goons had blindfolde
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SIX.
The sound of numerous machines beeping finds me through a sea of darkness. Pulling me out of a never-ending vortex I’ve been stuck in for days. I have gone from one hell hole to another, and yet, here I am, still alive and breathing. I am a survivor. It appears that the devil himself is not ready for me either. My nostrils begin to sting with the potent smell of antiseptic with undertones of artificial fragrances like soap and… cleaning products. Groaning, I lift my hand to wipe the tip of my nose that burns from breathing and I feel something sharp stabbing my arm, restricting my movements. What the…oh, fuck… my head. Why is it pounding, and why are my ears fucking ringing? “Miss Bishop, can you please open your eyes?” An unfamiliar voice reaches me through the darkness that continues to cling to me. Clenching my jaw, I sigh and slowly begin to peel back my eyelash curtains to unveil my throbbing eyes. Squinting, I try to open them wider, fighting against the bright white lig
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SEVEN.
As the taxi comes to a standstill outside the La Farfalla restaurant owned by the one and only Don Valentino, I shove a fifty-dollar bill in the driver’s face and the second he takes it, I exit the taxi. Slamming the door behind me.I’ve been out of the hospital for three days now, and those three days have been nothing but torture. My father refused to leave my side, and it took a lot of persuasion on my behalf to convince him to go back to work.I love my father.I love him more than I love chocolate cake, but occasionally, he can be overbearing, forgetting that I am an adult, and I am capable of making my own decisions even if they are dangerous and land me back in the cruel hands of Don Valentino.But my father did tell me to do whatever it takes to get Savannah out of the villa. So technically, I’m just doing what my father is asking of me.As I saunter toward the entrance of the lavish restaurant, my eyes catch the sight of two burly men in impeccable suits, standing guard at
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EIGHT.
As I trail behind Riccardo, my eyes greedily absorb every opulent detail of the restaurant's grand entrance. The tantalizing scents of gourmet cuisine fill my nostrils, making my stomach rumble with hunger. I pivot my body gracefully to the side, observing the flurry of waitresses scurrying out of the kitchen with trays of delectable cuisine in their hands, their expressions revealing a hint of disarray.The walls reverberate with the sound of light chatter, punctuated by the occasional burst of laughter. The eatery is teeming with patrons, each exuding an air of affluence that leaves me pondering whether the establishment genuinely thrives, or if it serves as a front for illicit financial transactions.Heart racing, I follow Riccardo's lead as we make our way through the swinging door and down a dimly lit hallway. My mind races with questions as we come to a stop in front of a door at the end of the corridor.Is Don Valentino behind this door?My gut tells me it's something siniste
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NINE.
ALESSANDRO, AKA DON VALENTINO.What the…Slowly, I turn my head to face the she-devil, who dons the face of an Angel. Shock is evident on her face as it is on mine, causing my eyes to cloud over with little flames of wrath that flicker brightly, reflecting in her hazel eyes staring back at me. And it's almost blinding. I brush my knuckles across my cheek where it stings, my gaze boring into hers as she continues to peer up at me with eyes that betray her. I know she is trying to put up a front, trying to deceive me that she isn’t body-crippling terrified of me. And she should be. She has every right to fear me.This beautiful creature that is a spitting image of her sister has no idea that I have killed a man for doing so much less.Cazzo! My inner God howls, thumping his chest with his hands curled tightly.I growl in a low, fierce snarl. It rips through the atmosphere as I throw the money on the ground at her feet, and it disperses across the carpet. Ivy cautiously takes a step
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TEN.
The sun is starting to set. I only know this because the cellar has slowly gotten darker, and colder, and the foot traffic upstairs in the restaurant has died down.As I wrap my arms around my legs, laying my head on top of my knee caps. I close my eyes. At least this time, I'm not restrained by chains or silenced by rags. But I am placed in a small corner of the room, behind bars.I’m curious to know how long I’ll be forced to stay here. I doubt it will be long, Don Valentino wouldn’t risk the public learning about my capture as my screams for help surface from the floorboards.Pretty soon, people will begin to wonder if I am on a suicide mission or if I have some sick fetish for being captured by the cruellest man, I know to walk the face of the planet.This isn’t some scene from a novel where I hate to love my enemy takes over.I'll be a stain in Don Valentinos’ chaotic life. Smearing my existence across his soul and crushing his dignity, just as Rose did. I'm a lioness.A strong
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