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Chapter 40: I Don't Know
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My Mafia Man Chapter 41: Guns and Brushes
FLASHBACK Thirteen Years Ago “Bambino, isn’t this peaceful?” Bella Bianchi asks fifteen-year-old Alessandro. He nods and grips the railings on the edge to get a better view of the place. “Mama, look at that!” He points to the mist covering the valley. Bella looks over the edge to take a look, and exclaims, “Woah! That’s beautiful…” After a long pause, she says, “I wish that life was always this peaceful…” A tear trickles down her cheek. “Me too, mama…” Alessandro says holding onto her tender fingers. “Alessandro, promise me that someday, amidst the chaos, you will find your calm…And that you will live life differently…You might not understand what I mean right now, but someday you will…You know maybe settle somewhere far away on an island where you work on a hobby that you discover is right for you…Away from this lifestyle…” Bella says with a glow in her eyes. Alessandro says, “I promise that I will.” Bella didn’t have hopes that the promise would last, she knew how ruthless t
My Mafia Man Chapter 42: The Other Side
“I got the tattoo when I was twenty-five years old, it is in honor of my parents. My mother always taught me to be tender, and gentle like flowers while my father taught me to be sharp and dangerous like swords,” Alessandro tells Amber with closed eyes. “So, your father is the sword, and the flowers symbolize your mother,” Amber breathes into his chest.“Yes, Amber,” he kisses her head saying, “And now, you’re my flower.” She whispers, “And you’re my sword.” The rays of the sun kiss the floor of their room, and their heavy eyelids open. They remain entangled in one another’s arms for a long time until they decide to head back home. Then, they head to their respective areas of work; guns and brushes.Two days go by in a breeze, and Sunday arrives. They board the flight and head to Canoli Islands.The white and elegant theme of the place is pleasing. The event takes place in an open-to-sky layout with waiters and waitresses serving expensive champagne, and the artists being complimente
My Mafia Man Chapter 43: Meet and Greet
Amber’s pov: I got back to painting after I regained my composure. It took up over three hours of my time to finish half of it, and then, I hit my head on the pillow. “Amber…” Mhm, I open my eyes. “I’ve got some work to finish,” Alessandro whispers in my ear. “Right now?” I question. “Yeah, I’ll be back in a few hours,” he says. I squish his face, and say, “Be back as soon as possible.” He chuckles, and says, “I will.” Then, I go back to sleep. “Amber…Goodbye, I will miss you,” Alessandro speaks with tears in his eyes. “No, Alessandro, don’t leave me!” Amber’s shrieks are dismissed by the howling wind. “Alessandro!” She screams but her voice falls into the void. The rays of the sun on my face wake me up, and I see that the bed is cold without his presence. My worry turns into fear as I am wide awake and recall my dream. I rush to my phone and call him. No response. I put on my clothes, and push my feet into my shoes. Then, my phone rings. “Amber?” He asks. “Where are you?” I as
My Mafia Man Chapter 44: Gifting The Gifted
Their steamy kissing session came to an end as the paparazzi surrounded the convertible, and the bodyguards tried their best to block the two from being captured on camera. Alessandro zoomed through the roads and headed back home. Amber and Alessandro chuckled in sync as they adjusted themselves in their seat. Two hours later, Alessandro received a call from Harlow. It was in speaker mode. “Looks like someone’s having a good time,” he says from the other end of the line. “What do you mean?” Alessandro asks Harlow. “The steamy kissing session that you and Amber were engulfed in has gone viral already. It’s been less than an hour since it was published, and it’s booming up,” he explains. Amber looks through the front page of her browser, and all the articles have the video in the highlights. “Damn it, ask Ken to take it down,” Alessandro orders. “No, Alessandro, let it stay…” Amber says with a smirk on her face. “Mhm, you didn’t seem too comfortable with it the last time, Amber, wh
My Mafia Man Chapter 45: Serendipity
Amber's pov: “That day in Canoli, was it for the cafe that you had stepped out claiming that it was work?” I ask him. “Mhm,” he responds as he stretches out on the chair. His back muscles contract and relax which makes me twitch. “Alessandro…” I say it with an accent, and his head instantly turns around to face me. “What did I tell you last time, Mrs. Bianchi?” He questions as he shuts his laptop down. I walk up to him and prevent him from getting up by sitting down on his lap. “My turn,” I whisper in his ear as I blindfold him. I lead him down the stairs and position him right in front of the cake. Then, I say, “Open it…” He does and his lips curl into a smile as he looks at the cake. “What’s this for?” He questions. “Yeah right like you don’t know…” I gesture with my hands. “I don’t, Amber,” he says smiling at me, “Maybe you should tell me.” I walk close to him, and pull his head down to whisper in his ear, “Happy birthday, Alessandro…” He uses his index finger to swipe some
My Mafia Man Chapter 46: Let's Burn It Down
Amber nibbles on the side of her cheek as she recalls the incident in her head. Alessandro is concerned as her expression changes from relaxed to confused. She lets out a sigh before she says, “On the fiftieth anniversary of Rousey Art Gallery, one which my mother was affiliated with at the time, and he was the man who bought my mother’s art piece for over a hundred thousand dollars.” Alessandro found that strange considering that Dante was not interested in art…He knew that he was fond of poetry, but art was not something that Dante was too keen about.“And a few months ago, Gretchen, my stepmother, and her daughter, Sasha, they spoke about him…But I can’t recall what they said since I never paid attention to all the men they talked about,” Amber told Alessandro. “Do you have an entrance pass for the gallery?” Alessandro asked while lost in thought. “I had it, but it’s at Pietro’s place,” Amber responds quickly, she wanted to ask Alessandro why he needed it, but she kept her mouth
My Mafia Man Chapter 47: Loud Labels
A Few Days Later “Tesoro, we’ve got an invitation to a ball,” Alessandro tells Amber who is busy typing on her laptop. “When is it?” Amber asks him without taking her eyes off the screen. “On Saturday,” he says scanning the invite. “We should pick Bee up, she would like to attend it,” Amber’s words make Alessandro wonder how he became lucky enough to have someone as considerate as her in his life. “Yeah, you’re right,” he says right before accepting the invite. Saturday Amber walks out in a silver-colored low-cut dress that accentuates her curves. She looks at Alessandro’s gaze, and asks, “See something you like?” He nods before coming closer and kissing her as he says, “You look beautiful.” He puts on a suit. A classic fit; white shirt with black coat and pants with a silver tie to match Amber’s attire. Amber’s eyes remain fixated on him before she says, “Mhm, I may be partial, but you will be the most handsome man in the hall tonight.” “Sometimes, it's good to be partial,” he
My Mafia Man Chapter 48: Her
“Your father made my father kiss his feet when he defeated him, but he was kind enough to let go of me as I was just a child, that was a huge mistake. And now, you will pay for it,” Santino said as he marched towards Alessandro. The members grabbed Amber by the arm, pulled her out of the room, and dropped her on the marble floor, a few meters away from Alessandro, whose eyes were bloodshot. “Kneel!” Santino growled. Alessandro scoffed. Santino shot his arm and said, “The next bullet won’t be for you.” Alessandro looked at Amber’s bright eyes, the light in them was slowly fading away. Alessandro kneeled before Santino. “Look at you, so helpless for this woman. The whole of the millions who are under you cannot save you from her. She has you wrapped around your fingers.” “I know that members of your family are standing outside, surrounding this place, one word from you and I’m as good as dead meat, but she’s at stake. Do you get it?” Santino taps himself on the back. “For a capo of
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