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Chapter 55 - Criminal mastermind
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Mafia Men V - Marco's Vengeance Chapter 56 - Scripted
Lilianna »»»◈««« I was alone in the elevator as it ascended, my mind still reeling from the night's events. Marco had dropped me off before heading to his warehouse to lock up Mrs. Williamson in a cell. When I entered the penthouse, it was eerily quiet. I wandered through the rooms, finally finding Killer resting peacefully on his bed. At least someone was having a normal night. I crouched down beside Killer and ran my hand over his fur. His food and water bowls were freshly refilled by the automatic feeders. "At least someone's got their life together," I murmured, smiling down at him. After a few moments, I stood up and made my way to my room, my thoughts still a jumbled mess. I closed the door behind me and leaned against it for a moment, replaying the night's events over and over in my mind. Each detail seemed more surreal than the last, and I couldn't quite believe everything that had happened. Did I just kidnap a woman at gunpoint? And not just any woman—the wife of the M
Mafia Men V - Marco's Vengeance Chapter 57 - A Masochist
Lilianna »»»◈««« "I know..." I whispered, my lower lip trembling, a blur of tears clouding my vision. "I know I'm not what you want, and I never will be, but I need you to know that you mean the world to me." I finished, looking into his eyes, hoping for something—anything—maybe even a slight flash of returned feelings. He took a step back, and that tiny movement hurt more than he could imagine. "I can't... I can't even stand to look at you right now." His words sliced through me, sharper than any knife. I swallowed hard, fighting the sobs threatening to escape. "Why?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "What did I do?" He ran a hand through his hair, frustration etched on his face. "It's not what you did. It's what you represent. Every time I see you, I'm reminded of what I can't have, of the life I can't lead." "But we can find a way," I insisted, taking a step forward. "We can make this work. I know it's not easy, but—" "No," he cut me off, his tone final. "It's imposs
Mafia Men V - Marco's Vengeance Chapter 58 - One Hour
Lilianna »»»◈««« As soon as I settled into bed and shut my eyes, the sound of the doorknob turning startled me awake. I quickly switched on the nightstand lamp, and the soft light showed Marco standing in the doorway. He was wearing low-slung black pajama pants, and his toned chest was bare, showing off his tattoos. A white pillow was tucked casually under his arm as if he'd just grabbed it on a whim. His hair was tousled in a roguish look, as though he had just rolled out of bed but still managed to look effortlessly put together. The sight of him made my heart race, and I couldn't tear my eyes away from the contrast of his dark pants and the ink on his skin. Great, just what I needed—a live-action Calvin Klein ad in my bedroom. I had to calm down before I started drooling like a teenager at a boy band concert. “What are you doing in here?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. "Since you’ve made it clear you’re never moving back to that room, so, I’ve decided to move into th
Mafia Men V - Marco's Vengeance Chapter 59 - Rugged Mechanic
Lilianna »»»◈««« "Dad!" I exclaimed, genuinely surprised to see him. Lately, Marco hadn't given us much of a chance to even talk; he was always the one picking me up and dropping me off wherever I needed to be. "Lilianna," Kason greeted me with a smile as he stepped into my trailer. His smile faltered slightly, his eyes narrowing at the sight of the blonde wig I wore for the shoot. "They're just going to take off the makeup and then we'll leave," I told him as my wig stylist, Patrick, worked on removing the wig. I closed my eyes and relaxed as Patrick gently unfastened the clips at the back of my head, careful not to tug on my scalp. He then applied adhesive remover along my hairline, waiting for it to take effect before carefully peeling the wig away. Once the wig was free, Patrick placed it on a nearby stand and cleaned any remaining adhesive from my scalp, finishing with a soothing moisturizer. I let my hair loose, running a hand through it as it fell down my back. "I'll se
Mafia Men V - Marco's Vengeance Chapter 60 - Stubborn little cat.
Lilianna »»»◈««« His lips hovered just above mine, a promise of what could be. Uncertainty flickered in my mind, unsure of whether to pull back and let it happen... Both of my hands were curled into fists as he held onto my wrists with his strong grip. Slowly, I straightened my middle finger on my left hand. His eyes flicked to my finger, disbelief flashing in them only then did I realize what I had done—I was flipping him the bird. Marco's surprised expression morphed into disbelief, "Seriously?" he asked, amusement lacing his voice. Immediately, I turned down my middle finger and straightened my ring finger, showing him Amy's wedding ring on it. His eyes flicked to the ring, a flicker of recognition passing through them. I held his gaze, hoping the sight of the ring would remind him of everything. "I don’t wear it anymore," I whispered, feeling my breath mingle with his. "Only occasionally, when I need to signal someone that I'm taken. But it's not truly mine, never was. Y
Mafia Men V - Marco's Vengeance Chapter 61 - Why?
Marco »»»◈««« Myths held no place in my world. I dealt in facts. Sure, I had sometimes manipulated them to work in my favor or presented a biased version to get what I wanted, but I never pursued dreams or illusions. I stuck to what was real, even if I had to twist the truth to serve my purpose. It wasn't always easy, but it was necessary. Each move was calculated, each decision grounded in the hard facts that kept me alive and in control. I had learned early on that chasing dreams only led to disappointment and vulnerability, two things I couldn't afford. But with her, everything changed. Control was elusive, slipping through my fingers like smoke. My usual tactics failed, leaving me grasping at shadows. She was a puzzle I couldn’t solve, and for the first time in my life, uncertainty gnawed at the edges of my control. I tapped my Cartier pen on the table—the one she gifted me yesterday—staring out the window. The cityscape stretched before me, but my mind was elsewhere, tan
Mafia Men V - Marco's Vengeance Chapter 62 - I didn't love her...
Lilianna »»»◈««« I gazed into his eyes and, just for an instant, I thought I saw a flicker of disappointment. My heart ached at the sight. I blinked and tried to step out of his embrace, but his grip tightened. He pulled me back firmly against his chest, his hold on me was strong. "That's fucking amazing," he said, a smile softening his dark features. Joy surged through me, making my heart feel like it might burst. I couldn't help but beam back at him. "Let's celebrate!" I gently pulled away from his arms, taking his hand in mine. With a playful tug, I led him back to the center of the spacious living room. "Come on, have a drink and dance with me," I urged, my whole body humming with happiness. He chuckled a low, raspy sound, "I'm not much of a freestyle dancer," he admitted, his voice a deep, gravelly drawl. "Don't worry," I teased, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze. "It's just us. No one's watching." I grabbed a bottle of champagne from the mini bar, pouring two glass
Mafia Men V - Marco's Vengeance Chapter 63 - The man I was promised to...
Lilianna »»»◈««« "Good morning," I said as I walked into the kitchen to find Marco drinking his coffee while using his laptop. He glanced my way, dressed smartly in his black suit. His hair, tousled yet neatly combed, framed his face, with a few strands rebelliously falling across his forehead, almost as if they were there to seduce me. I mean, who wakes up looking like they stepped out of a magazine cover? And I'm the one who does modeling for a living. "Good morning," he greeted, a gentle curve forming at the corners of his lips. "Good morning," another voice chimed in, catching me off guard. For a moment, I couldn't believe she was here, but there she stood—Anna Sterling, a spatula in her hand, clearly in the middle of cooking breakfast for my husband. My heart clenched as I took in the scene. Anna's blonde hair was pulled back into a neat ponytail, and she wore an apron over her casual clothes, looking far too comfortable in our kitchen. "Mrs. Moore was sick, so I gave he
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