登入(A REWRITE OF TANGLED WITH THE MAFIA KING) "I am married!" I spat into his face. "You can't just walk in here and spew nonsense just because I am carrying your baby." His smirk returned, and I realised that I had made a mistake that day. That day, I thought I was getting into bed with a gentle soul. But this man in front of me has the darkest of auras. It is the kind that makes it hard to look away or slam the door in his face. So, when he took another step closer, I could barely move. Then, he said, "I don't care if you are married. Now that I've seen you, coming with me is undebatable." ~~~ One reckless night in Venice with a dangerously attractive stranger was supposed to be Carrie’s final act of rebellion before an arranged marriage. By morning, she left satisfied. Two weeks later… she’s pregnant. With her furious father forcing her into marriage and giving her one week to find the baby’s father, Carrie begins a desperate search for the mysterious Alessandro. But the man she’s looking for isn’t just a charming Italian businessman. He’s heir to a ruthless empire. A man who rules with fear. And he has his own reason for needing a wife— fast. When their worlds collide again, it won’t just be about one night. It will be about power. Danger. Protection. And a love neither of them planned.
查看更多AlessandroMy night in Venice turned out to be an interesting one.After I ensured that Layla was still rotting in the district's deadliest prison, my curiosity led me to the Valante Residence.There, I saw a very interesting sight.Or should I say I unknowingly walked into a death trap?It turned out Kante had sold the mansion without letting me know. He sold it to the latest gang reigning in the city.The only reason I walked out unscathed was that their gang lord was an ally from my mafia days. After a tour showing me how he had turned every room into a mighty sanctuary of unhidden crimes, he sorrowfully mourned my departure from the gangster world and vowed to always welcome me if I ever decide to return.Now, after four hours of tiresome driving, I'm back in bed with my flower.The strings in my heart danced as I buried my head in her breasts. My body stuck to hers, and my hand snuck past her pyjama top to trail a nice caress along her slender skin.Carrie softly purred out of he
AlessandroWalking into the depths of the dimly-lit bunker triggered some past memories of my days in CDP.I remember that I once swore that I would never stray away from that life.Look at me now.I regret not leaving faster. The normalcy of everyday life, which I used to sneer at, is the very thing I love waking up to, because I have my beautiful wife beside me.However, these two fools are doomed to not even have a taste of that normalcy.With a smirk, I stood before the side-by-side cells Nine Edwards and my grandfather were locked in. The contrast between the cells was satisfying.For my grandfather, his cell was exquisite. He was contained in a fine glass box with a TV that had movies he’ll die watching, a side fridge filled with whatever he desires, a nice single bed, a decent restroom, and so many, many nice things.Unfortunately, he doesn’t get to enjoy it so much. After his recent assassination attempt on Carrie, the tendon in his other foot was cut. Essentially, walking aro
AlessandroI was certain that just locking up the fools who caused Carrie pain would be enough retribution.But, shortly after Carrie regained her memories, we were thrown into a loop of every shattering terror she went through. And I realised that moving on was a hoax I had forced myself to believe in.All was fine initially.After the doctor confirmed that she was fairly stable following her restored memories, he advised attending therapy sessions to aid a more successful recovery.While she occasionally visited the therapist, Carrie decided that working would be a better healing channel for her. So, we got busy with setting up her furniture company.For three months, things felt safe and… normal.We’d wake up next to each other, have a simple breakfast while yapping about any random thing that was unlucky enough to become a topic of discussion. Then, we’d head down to her shop and get down to work. We got a lot of requests from the locals, so we were mostly busy.Regardless of the
CarrieONE YEAR LATERA year, that feels like a thousand, has passed.And I have just one conclusion: regaining my memories was a curse. A curse that would have squeezed me into pieces if I didn’t have Alessandro next to me.I am not willing to go into the details of the past year, but I can say I will never forgive my father. And even my mother, for indulging him to the point where he thought parenting equalled obsessive control.That man did not just lock me up, gloat over me and kill my innocent baby; he also destroyed me, destroyed any will I had to live, and tossed me into a bondage I didn’t discover until months later.A week after my amnesia cleared, my fear that I wouldn’t be able to live a normal life vanished. Even though I could still remember flashes of being locked up in that place, I felt okay. Nothing was out of place.That gave me the courage to be with Alessandro, who never hid how eager he was to make me feel good and comfortable. That man loved me so much, I almost






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