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MY VIRGINITY SOLD TO THE LORD OF THE MAFIA Chapter 30
Chapter 30: DamnSantino Ricci's point of viewI didn't sleep that night. How could I have? The image of this straight line, frozen, cold ... This damn death line that screams in my ears like a sentence. I killed Alaya's mother. Not with a weapon. Not with poison. But with my anger. My threat. My shadow. I had exceeded the limits, and I couldn't even tell him why. I stayed in my office for hours, my gaze frozen on the void, without hearing the blows struck at my door, or even the noises of the house. When I finally realized what I had to do, I got up, I took out the controller. A big one. Of those that we reserve for precious silences. I opened it, stacked the bundles, closed. Then I caught a little paper and I scored the doctor's address. Not his name. Just the address. When Elias arrived, I didn't even look up. My voice was dry, straight, without emotion. The kind of tone that I use when I want an order to be respected without a question. - Entre, Elias. Close the door. He obe
MY VIRGINITY SOLD TO THE LORD OF THE MAFIA Chapter 29
Chapter 29: Bad newsAlaya's point of viewI wake up with a start. The room is silent, empty… cold. I hold my hand towards the side of the bed, but I don't feel anything. Not even the heat of Santino. He's not there. I straighten up slowly, still a little numb by sleep. The smell of his sheets sticks to my skin, but he is absent. Where did he go to such an hour? I get up, put on my silk bathrobe, and head to the kitchen. My belly growls, I need to eat something. Maybe it will calm this discomfort that I feel without knowing why. I open the fridge. Dishes by tens. Remains of our wedding dinner. Refined dishes, wine, desserts ... but nothing tempts me. I close the door while sighing. - Marisa? I call it. She arrives almost immediately, her hair in battle, her eyes still heavy. - Yes, madam? - I'm ... I'm hungry, but nothing makes me want. Can you help me prepare something simple? A light breakfast or ... I don't know ... an omelet, maybe? She smiles tenderly. -Of course, let
MY VIRGINITY SOLD TO THE LORD OF THE MAFIA Chapter 28
Chapter 28: The venom of liesI slam the door of my car with a contained rage. My hands tighten the wheel as if I could extract the truth by force. My jaw is tense. The engine rumbles, but it is nothing compared to the rumble in my head. They did not give a damn about me. The mother and daughter. Two liars, two manipulators. Alaya… my wife. She had promised purity, modesty, sacrifice. And I believed it. I closed my eyes, blinded by her beauty, by the delicacy of her gestures, by the tenderness she played perfection. A virgin? You speak. I slept with a woman who knew exactly what she was doing. Each hip movement, each sigh well placed. A role that she has repeated a thousand times, surely for another. I park the car with a dry blow in front of the hospital. The air is heavy, saturated with the disinfected smell of the building. But I no longer feel anything. Just the fire that consumes me. I climb the steps two by two, the fists closed, the tense muscles. At the reception, the nur
MY VIRGINITY SOLD TO THE LORD OF THE MAFIA Chapter 27
Chapter 27: Suspicion to bitter tasteSantino's point of viewThe sun barely filtering through the curtains slowly extricates from sleep. I blink, still numb, my body relaxed and heavy, but a certain agitation pushes me to get out of bed. I turn my head slightly. Alaya still sleeps, his arms folded against her chest, the sheets raised to her chin. His breathing is calm. Peaceful. Too peaceful. I get up without noise. My bare feet meet the cold ground. I walk slowly to the adjoining bathroom, the images of the previous night slowly coming back to me in the temples, like bursts of confused memories. I close the door behind me. I pour the hot, hot, almost burning bath water. My back is stretched while I sit on the edge of the bathtub. I close my eyes. And there ... a thrill runs through my neck. Something ... Bell. I go back to night. This night supposed to be the first time. Our first time. And yet ... nothing in his behavior stuck. No resistance. No excessive shyness. No pain. N
MY VIRGINITY SOLD TO THE LORD OF THE MAFIA Chapter 26
Chapter 26: Wedding nightAlaya's point of viewI stop for a moment in front of the door. My heart beats quickly. Too fast. An icy sweat pearls behind my back, even though my palms are moist. My reflection in the mirror of the corridor seems foreign to me. My white dress still marries my shapes, crumpled by dance steps, also crumpled by this day which has turned everything upside down. I have an empty look. I just married a man I don't like ... while my heart stayed in a corner of the room, with Elias. My alliance already weighs me. Like a bracelet of golden chains. I inspire, deeply. The trembling hand, I hit slowly. Once. Twice. And I enter. The room is large, luxurious, sifted by a warm light. The curtains are fired, the breeze makes the sails hung on the columns of the bed. And him ... Santino, stands near the window, a flute of champagne in hand. He turns around by hearing me in, and a smile stretches his lips. A smile that freezes me. "Here you go, Mia sposa," he said wit
MY VIRGINITY SOLD TO THE LORD OF THE MAFIA Chapter 25
Chapter 25: MarriageD'Alaya's point of viewI woke up with my dry throat, my stomach tied, my hands trembling. The sun had barely risen, and already, the manor was teeming with people. Passeed noises, shards of muffled voice, comings and goings of servants wearing flowers, white fabrics, heavy trays ... Everything reminded me of only one thing: today, it was my wedding day. I was frozen for a few seconds on the edge of the bed, watching my room. My room ... more for a long time. Santino had been clear the day before: "After the wedding, you sleep in my room. »»And that may have been what panicked me the most. A woman entered. A stylist, followed by two makeup artists. I did not know them, but they greeted me with an accomplice, almost tender smile. One of them says gently:- It's an important day, don't worry, you will be beautiful. I did not answer. I felt like I was a foreigner in my own body. They established me in front of a large mirror. While they hated my hair, curling it
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