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Enslaved to the Ruthless Mafia Moaning in the study
Gabriele's POV."So, you locked the beauty up eh?" Basilio asked me as he settled into a chair in my study. I didn't spare him a glance but he didn't seem bothered by my silence. I could feel his gaze on my face and I sighed resignedly. "That's the only way she'll learn to behave. I don't need her running around here and causing havoc. Never underestimate anybody, especially harmless-looking women "He nodded. "So what do you plan on doing to her after she's out of the prison and how will you answer her questions? Cause she'll surely ask questions. She'd be a fool not to and I don't think she is."I frowned and stood up from my chair as I walked to the window. My face turned cold as I turned to face him, leaning on the windowsill. "If she knows what's good for her, I trust that she'll heed my warning. I've given her the most patience I can exercise and there will be nothing more.""And as for her questions, she doesn't have that right to question me. She'd best mind her business and
Enslaved to the Ruthless Mafia Your body wants mine
Arianna's POV.So, I had a lot on my mind. Dealing with Gabriele Andino and all the problems associated with him ought to be a full-time job. I'd spent my days reading romance novels and I found an amazing friend in Sofia. We became talking buddies. Whenever I felt confused or down, talking with her cheered me up.I told her about my Nonna and my grandpa, but I didn't touch on the topic of my parents. Whenever I thought about them, I felt a sharp pain in my heart. It was stifling and made it hard for me to breathe. I thought I had steeled myself for years, but it turned out that they still have the ability to make me feel pain. I admit that I still held a little hope for them or else I wouldn't have come to Italy.Sofia started laughing animatedly as she talked and I tried my best to squeeze out a smile in return. She was amazing. I found out that when she had nothing and was at the lowest point of her life Gabriele hired her. Even when her qualifications didn't warrant the job or bet
Enslaved to the Ruthless Mafia Meeting the girls
Chapter Eleven.Arianna's POV.I escaped breakfast with Gabriele this morning and I was so over the moon. After our conversation last night, I'd rather be anywhere other than close to him. I heard that he had to leave for urgent work that morning. I enjoyed breakfast in the comfort of my room and I missed my phone badly. At one point I was tempted to ask him about my phone, but I gave up that idea pretty quickly.I remembered that Sofia had talked about the other women in the house Nadia and Elena. I was really curious about them and hoped that they were nothing like the bimbo Sara. I needed other people around me to at least keep me sane with all the madness going on in my life.I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where I was sure to find Sofia and there she was fiddling with some plates. "Sofie" I called out, and she turned to look at me. She smiled and immediately came to me. "You're here? Is there anything you need?""I'm bored," I replied as I swung her hands. She sighe
Enslaved to the Ruthless Mafia Stop breathing down my neck
Gabriele's pov.I lay on the bed listening to the doctor's dos and don'ts about my wound and rolled my eyes at Basilio who was glaring at me from beside the doctor. He knew I wasn't listening, well why would I when I knew that he was there doing it and would probably nag about it when the doctor was gone? About the accident, it started as we were going home. I noticed that we were being trailed and to lose them, me and Basilio drove to an abandoned site.Well, who could've known that the men had guns and the hidden guards I had also lost us in the process of us losing the strange men. Well as expected there was a shoot-out between us and them. I and Basilio were prepared to hold them off as long as we could until the guards arrived. In the process, I was injured and luckily the guards came in time, and here we are in my room with the doctor blabbering his mouth off and Basilio glaring.I really didn't think it was a big deal. The injury that is. In our world, injuries like this were
Enslaved to the Ruthless Mafia Looking for this?
Chapter thirteen.Arianna's POV.I stared into his eyes and I'm sure my heart did a little leap. I don't know how long we stared at each other like that but I was painfully aware of the tension in the air. I cursed myself internally countless times. I didn't understand, was I so horny? I struggled with so many thoughts and finally tore my eyes away from him as I turned to look for my book. I couldn't find it and then I heard him walking towards me, and soon he stopped. I didn't turn to look at him because I was so afraid that my face would betray any thoughts I harboured. "Looking for this, Bella?" He asked and I turned my face to look at him and saw my novel hanging in the air from his good arm. He still has that annoying smirk on his face which was a lot better than his fake smile. I reached out to grab the book and the swing shook a little. Then I remembered that I was currently sitting in a swing."Give me back my book?" I said as I glared at him in embarrassment. He whistled and
Enslaved to the Ruthless Mafia I'll be leaving
Gabriele's POV.I was so pissed at Sara for interrupting Arianna and I, but of course I made sure she was punished and very well. I'd been recovering very nicely and in a few days I'd be ready to remove the bandage. The shoulder still hurt a little but it was bearable. I felt frustrated seeing her run away like that.The next few days she avoided me completely and I didn't make it difficult for her cause I was so busy. Not going to the company for a few days just left a pile of work for me to manage as well as the mafia's issues as well. The Godfather could take care of those problems, but important decisions still had to go through my approval first.I finally wrapped it up for today as I had to go home a little earlier than usual at my godfather's and basilios insistence. He stayed back to finish up. I knew that I could absolutely trust basilio and my godfather so I wasn't worried. Number three acted as my driver and on our way home, no one spoke a word. My mind wandered off to the
Enslaved to the Ruthless Mafia Dining with the Devil
Chapter fifteen.Arianna's POV.I hissed in pain as Sofie tidied up my wounds. She raised her head to glare at me and I shut up immediately. She continued to clean them and I watched her, Sofie was just a big softie. She glared at me, but I knew that she was worried about me. That's why she was angry."Sofie, I didn't get seriously injured. You know that, so don't be mad, okay?" I said softly and she sighed and dropped what she held in her hands. "I'm not angry. I know it's not your fault, but I was wrong to take you to the west wing anyway. If I hadn't done that, you wouldn't have gotten into a fight with her.""That fight was bound to happen. It was only a matter of time before Sara tried to hurt me, so don't blame yourself. Plus, I don't think she's in a good mental Condition." I said as I frowned softly towards the last sentence. I mean, I don't hate Sara, but I don't like her either. She's done nothing major that'll make me dislike her, so I felt a little sorry for her, but that
Enslaved to the Ruthless Mafia Nightmares and Killer Mistress
Chapter sixteen.Gabriele's POV.They were back, the nightmares, and this time around, with a vengeance. It was clear in this dream, which only happens very rarely. I could see the blood, hear the raspy screaming and the wailing, the begging, and finally her wide open eyes as they stared at me. My lily stared at me, dead. Her once bright eyes were now dismal and distant and most importantly, dead. Her body was battered. I was trapped in that cycle, that vicious cycle. It's like it was being played in my dream on repeat.I wanted to leave but I also didn't want to. That was the only way I could be near them. My body shook and I went stiff, as even more scenes were played in my head. My father's tragic yells in the house. His secret tears and his indifference towards me. He had nothing to live for according to him and even my presence couldn't change that."Fratello, Fratello wake up." I could hear Basilio calling me, but try as I could, I couldn't wake up. At some point, I felt it wou
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