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7: Between Hatred and Desire.
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Forced to Marry a Mafia Boss My Children Don’t Belong to You 7: Between Hatred and Desire.
After the incident with that despicable woman, we both went up to the room. I looked at him and gave him an annoyed gesture.Valentino was a damn pain in the ass, and his presence only awakened in me a terrible urge to punch him in the face."Can you stop looking at me like that?" he asked, not taking his eyes off me.I looked away and sat on the edge of the bed. I carefully observed the room. It was huge, with a massive balcony and a decidedly masculine decor. Dark, sober... cold. Just like him."I'm not sleeping with you," I clarified firmly."Then you'll sleep in the garden. I won’t let you use another room in my house."Could anyone be more of an asshole and cruel? I seriously doubted it."You should go with her... She's already waiting for you in her bed," I spat, savoring every word.Valentino laughed—that deep, arrogant sound that made my blood boil—and started approaching. I climbed onto the bed, backing away as far as I could."Stay away or I swear..."I didn’t finish the thr
Forced to Marry a Mafia Boss My Children Don’t Belong to You 6: Jealousy Under the Skin.
I never thought I could hate someone as much as I hated Valentino. That man had arrived like a hurricane, destroying everything I was, everything I believed, everything I felt… And judging by that damn smile on his face, he seemed to enjoy every second of my downfall.I turned around to leave that garden. The air was suffocating me. Everything was suffocating me. I wanted to lock myself up, curl into a corner, and disappear. Cry until I was empty. Or scream until my throat bled. I didn’t know what I wanted more… maybe both at the same time."Where are you going, pup?"I froze. My heart skipped a beat. I turned, and there he was, with that wide, shameless smile. Had he just called me pup?The word hit me hard, igniting something visceral inside me. Rage ran through me like fire in my veins. I wanted to run up to him and rip that damn smile off his face."You're a bastard!" I shouted, my voice full of hatred, of helplessness, of a pain too big for my chest.I ran toward him and pushed h
Forced to Marry a Mafia Boss My Children Don’t Belong to You 5: Unhappy Marriage
William carefully cleaned the bite on Ginevra’s arm before starting to stitch her up. She lay curled up on the examination table, sobbing and trembling like a leaf."I can’t take this anymore," she cried between sobs.I took a deep breath. I hated dealing with other people’s emotions. I couldn’t stand the crying, the pleading. It messed with my head. But seeing her like that… made me feel something else. Something I didn’t like admitting to: concern."Stop crying," I told her calmly.She did the opposite. She broke down harder.William looked at me while taking off his gloves."I think she’s in shock."I nodded."Leave us alone," I ordered.He left without another word.I approached her."Stop crying or I’ll give you a real reason to."She slowly sat up on the table, looking at me. Her terrified eyes were defiant. And that… turned me on."And if I don’t, what then?" she challenged.I inhaled deeply. She was pushing me. I got closer, grabbed her jaw gently, forcing her to look into my
Forced to Marry a Mafia Boss My Children Don’t Belong to You 4: Surrounded by Demons
The trip to Sicily was wrapped in a tense, suffocating silence. I glanced at Valentino a couple of times, unable to understand what he was doing. It was utter madness. From what I had seen of him, he didn’t need my consent to keep the baby… he could’ve easily taken the child from me and tossed my body into the sea. So there had to be another reason behind this damn kidnapping.The car that was transporting us stopped in front of another colossal mansion. God… these people were definitely swimming in money."Get out," he ordered firmly.I stepped out of the car and slammed the door shut, as if that would somehow ease the rage boiling inside me. For the first time in days, I caught a glimpse of my reflection.I was still wearing the blue uniform. Even though I’d managed to bathe a couple of times since I’d been kidnapped, none of them had deemed it necessary to bring me clothes. As if I were just another piece in their dirty game.Valentino walked up to me and grabbed my arm, pulling me
Forced to Marry a Mafia Boss My Children Don’t Belong to You 3: A call for help
I sat on the bed in that room, staring into space, trying to figure out what to do. Despair was pushing me to the edge of madness. Then, as I looked to the side, I saw it: a phone on the nightstand.I froze.I looked around, holding my breath. Then I slowly crawled toward the device, my heart in my throat and a trembling hope rising inside me. I prayed it was connected.I picked it up with shaking hands and brought it to my ear.A dial tone.I almost cried with relief.I didn’t hesitate. I dialed Ethan’s number. I just wanted to know if he was okay, if he was still alive, if they hadn’t hurt him.And then, he answered.“My love? Are you okay?” I asked, my voice breaking.There was a moment of silence, and then I heard him sob. He threw a barrage of questions at me: where I was, what had happened, who had me.“I’m in Italy… in Naples. Please, call the police,” I begged him. He asked for more details, so I told him everything: that the sperm donor had kidnapped me, that I didn’t really
Forced to Marry a Mafia Boss My Children Don’t Belong to You 2: I'm not your prisoner.
The room they kept me in was small and windowless. I didn’t know if it was day or night, nor how much time had passed since they locked me in there. The silence was so dense it sometimes made it hard to breathe. The only thing that broke the monotony was when they brought food, always leaving it without saying a word, as if I were an invisible prisoner.Valentino hadn’t returned since that day I cursed him so viciously that, after he left, I truly thought he might kill me."I want to get out of here!" I screamed with all my strength.His absence was starting to gnaw at my mind. I had to talk to him, tell him what was stuck like a thorn in my chest: that I wouldn’t take away his right to be in the child’s life… but I wasn’t going to hand him over completely either. That baby was mine too. And I… I was much more than an incubator—I was his mother!I sat on the cot, staring into nothing. The sound of the lock jolted me out of my daze.An older man with a harsh gaze entered. He looked dan
Forced to Marry a Mafia Boss My Children Don’t Belong to You 1: Marked Without Knowing
SicilyThe dim light of the warehouse barely illuminated the bloodied face of the man tied to the chair. Valentino Salvatore adjusted the cuffs of his Italian shirt, impatient. The guy had been silent for forty minutes, and his patience was wearing thin. "Talk fast, or I’ll cut out your tongue," he said, leaning in until his face was inches away. "Where the hell is the money?" His phone vibrated in his pocket. Shit. Who the hell was calling him at this hour? He let it ring twice, ignoring the glances from his men. On the third ring, he yanked out the phone. Private number. "Who is this?" he asked, not bothering to hide his irritation. "Mr. Salvatore?" A woman’s voice, professional. "Yeah, speaking." "I’m calling from Massachusetts General Hospital in Boston. You donated sperm five years ago as part of your lymphoma treatment..." The air left his lungs. The cancer. That goddamn nightmare he thought he’d left behind. "And?" "There was an error in our system. Your s
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