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Chapter XXI: King's Auction
The sound of the shower running infiltrated the washroom. The steam rising and dispersing throughout the space before the sound came to a sudden stop.
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Mr. Regnante Chapter XXII: Confessions
For the last week, Arcangelo had been doing nothing more than meeting with various Mafia bosses, attending various functions, and dealing with all the calls from Vincent. He hardly slept 3 hours every night and he was completely drained. His head hurt, he felt lethargic and he wanted nothing more than to sleep. However, that wasn't a possibility, given the fact that it was his last few hours, and before leaving he had to go to a brunch with Gambino before he would be heading off to the airport.
Mr. Regnante Chapter XXIII: Reactions
"There are only two things I want in this world," Rosalie confessed as she looked up at Arcangelo with soft glowing eyes and a beautiful smile. "I want you, and I want us."
Mr. Regnante Chapter XXIV: Melting beneath your touch
The sound of her alarm had Rosalie shuffle around her bed before reaching out in search of the device, her fingers fumbling over empty space until warmth enveloped her palm. Peeling open her eyes, her vision cleared as she noticed another hand swipe off the sound. A soft chuckle escaped her as she turned onto her back and glanced to her side, smiling up at Arcangelo who lay awake beside her, his head propped up as he stared at her with pure gentleness.
Mr. Regnante Chapter XXV: Vulnerable
The room was bathed in darkness as both the inhabitants lay with their backs to each other. The pitter-patter of raindrops being the only sound accompanying the slow breathing of the two, despite the breaths being heaved in slow rhythmic successions; neither of the two was asleep. Neither could sleep. And neither knew the other was awake.Arcangelo's heart ached and his head pounded
Mr. Regnante Chapter XXVI: Phone Calls
For an early March morning, it was quite sunny. The sky was a clear blue with fluffy white clouds dotting the canvas. Despite the deceptive look of the weather, it was cold. Arcangelo's breath fogged up as he watched the guards take out his bags from the back of the car and into the estate, which was proof of the chill looming.
Mr. Regnante Chapter XXVII: Day out
For two torturous weeks, Arcangelo had been drowning in work.He could not leave for anywhere except on business errands, he hardly had any tim
Mr. Regnante Chapter XXVIII: Nightmare
Rosalie found herself gagged and bound to a chair. Her dress torn and ripped as the ropes dug into her skin, bound her to the wooden structure. The room she was held in smelt like mold and the air was stale like the fresh air hadn't been inside for years. The interior was dark and dingy with a single light overhead.
Mr. Regnante Chapter XXIX: Private Investigation
Rosalie rubbed her eyes tiredly as she turned off the television, glancing at her phone; she noticed it to be 4 a.m. After dinner, she had told Arcangelo that she wanted to watch a movie, and him being him, he didn't refuse and watched a movie with her. One movie turned into two and the next thing she knew, they had watched three movies. Sighing, Rosalie turned to look at Arcangelo, about to ask him why he didn't remind her of the time.
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