After wreaking havoc in almost half of the book, Chiara deserved a proper end, didn't she? What do you guys think? Let me know in the comments below! X O X O
Scott ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─The stupid party was over, Chiara and her family had been dragged to the basement, and her father and brother kept asking about what they did wrong, I guess their daughter will tell them everything herself. I made my way over to Allegra who sat beside Alessia clutching my jacket, a bit shaken up by what had happened. I couldn't imagine being betrayed by your best friend like that, the one you fucking grew up with. I placed my hand behind her on the backrest of the chair and leaned over her, she looked at me with those soft honey-colored eyes, a faint smile gracing those lips that I've grown addicted to. "You're okay?" I asked, kissing the top of her head. She nodded, "I'm fine." "Good, let's go home." "What about Chiara?" "What about her?" "Are you going to kill her?" I shook my head even though the thought gave me satisfaction but she was a woman of the Cosa Nostra, daughter of a Capo, I couldn't touch her. I could only leave that part to her family. "No, bu
Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─"Say it again..." he said, looking down at me as I laid my head on his chest.We went at it like animals the whole damn night, couldn't get enough of each other. Even in the morning, we were still at it in the shower, water, and soap doing nothing to cool us off. Then I slipped into a satin nightdress, his muscular frame clad only in boxers. We just lay in bed, talking, laughing the aftermath of our wild night still making its presence known between my legs. I laughed, it was probably the tenth time he had asked me to repeat it, "I love you." He smiled again, staring up at the ceiling. One of his arms propped under his head and the other wrapped around me, "Fuck..." he mumbled under his breath as if I had said something completely unbelievable. "I never thought I'd ever fall in love with someone like you," I said, trailing my finger over his warm and smooth chest. He raised an eyebrow, something flashed in his beautiful eyes, "Someone like me?" I nodded, "Yes, s
Scott ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─I often grapple with the truth about myself, an internal struggle that gnaws at my conscience.I'm a bad man, there's no doubt about it. I do fucked up shit every single day when I step out of our house. Some people would even call me an animal who only thinks of himself. But then, Allegra's words echo in my mind, her belief that I'm neither wholly good nor irredeemably bad. I'm somewhere in the middle. I navigate the murky waters, an enigma that shifts between the realms of darkness and light. I'm a creature of duality, treading a path that skirts the edges of both shadows and illumination.Her words, not mine. Only she can say such big words. Dr. Allegra Mancini—A really beautiful and intelligent woman. How the fuck did I get so lucky? But I've got to confess, it hasn't exactly been a stroll through the amusement park either. I mean, who knew that this whole "marriage thing" would require more effort than assembling a thousand-piece jigsaw puzzle?Especially
Dear readers,I want to express my deepest gratitude for joining me on this exhilarating journey through "Mafia Men III - Mancini's Bride." Your enthusiastic support and unwavering interest have breathed life into these characters, and I am truly humbled by your response.As I sit down to pen this note, my mind brims with new ideas. I'm currently crafting an enchanting werewolf romance that promises to sweep you off your feet and transport you to a world of love and fantasy. While the title is still in the works, rest assured that it will evoke the same range of emotions you've come to expect.And here's an exciting tidbit I can't wait to share: "Mafia Men IV" is already in the pipeline and is set to grace your libraries shortly after the release of the upcoming werewolf book. So brace yourselves for more thrills, romance, and intrigue from our beloved mafia universe.Before I sign off, I want to kindly ask for a small favor. If you've enjoyed the journey with Scott, Allegra, and the e
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Scott ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─"Forgive me Father for I have sinned..." I let out a laugh, sitting in a confession room of our church, "Last night, I indulged in some adult activities with not just one, but two lovely ladies—Ms. Antonella and Ms. Kiara," I paused for a moment, waiting for his reaction, before continuing, "I seek your forgiveness and guidance to overcome my sinful desires.""Scott..." the warning in Father Linus' voice was not lost on me. I tried to conceal my laughter, "Ms. Antonella was a stunning blonde, and Kiara, a luscious brunette, had quite the impact on me. Ms. Kiara's bosoms were nothing short of lovely, and I couldn't resist their allure. I admit, Father, I am a weak man who couldn't resist straying off God's path." "Scott Mancini!" Father Linus was probably livid by now. I raised my hands in a surrendering manner even though I knew he couldn't see me through the other side of the confession room, "I can't remember the exact details of it as I had indulged myself in
Allegra ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─Ugh, I was so irritated with these stubborn waves! I've been trying to tame them for what feels like hours, but they just won't listen to me. Every time I think I've got them under control, they spring right back into their wild, unruly state. It's like they have a mind of their own!Frustrated with the situation, I yanked my hair back and secured it into an overly tight ponytail, causing a throbbing ache to pulse through my head.I decided to dress up a bit today, usually, I just throw some clothes on and leave for college but today it was Lorenzo Vitelli—the Cosa Nostra's enforcer's daughter's christening. Now that I've hit twenty-one, my mother is on my case about dressing up, as if that's the only way someone will notice me and ask me to marry them. Can't she just let me enjoy my life without bringing up this outdated and sexist idea that my only value is in my appearance?According to the Cosa Nostra standards, I was quite old as most girls were married off a
Scott ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─I adjusted the cuffs of my impeccably tailored suit while we eagerly awaited Lorenzo and Delilah's arrival with Aurora. Across the room, Delilah's brother was stationed with his entourage of guards, casting doubtful glances in my direction. However, I remained unfazed by his skepticism.As Niko stepped inside the church with Evangeline and the little Masimo in her arms flanked by their guards. He flashed a grin at me. It took all of my self-control not to flip him the bird right then and there. But of course, being in public and him being my Capo, I had to resist the urge. I rolled my eyes as Father Linus disrupted my thoughts with a throat-clearing sound. "What now?" I questioned irritably.He replied with a vague, "Oh, nothing. Just feeling proud."I scowled at him and demanded, "Proud of what exactly?"He responded with a saccharine tone, "Of you, of course. For taking on this huge responsibility."I let out a laugh, shaking my head, "I'm only here because I kn