[Anastasia’s point of view]The Mezzesalma household was booming with festivity yet it didn't feel like a celebration because the atmosphere was tense.Every young female, including Khione and Rue, I was in between them, we stood at the back dressed in the same Italian pattern dress in different colors. Seems like it was tradition for every staff to dress in Italian gowns whenever there was an occasion.The Russian Crew, Khione had called them this morning and warned me to behave like every other maid, making me wonder when I had not behaved like every other maid, I was only doing my job and wanted to leave this mafia shit as soon as possible.The Mezzesalma sat on the right side, all the bosses were there except the godfather who I had not seen since he arrived a few days ago.And the Russian crew was at the left. Their boss was sitting while six of his men stood at the back of the couch.The power ranging in the room was overwhelming, especially from the Mezzesalmas as they were ele
(Anastasia's Point Of View)I was in Enzo's room. Khione had brought me here since she believed it was the safest place she could think of till everything was over and it had been 30 minutes since Enzo sauntered into his bedroom.He wasn't surprised to find me here but didn't say a word and he hadn't said a word since he walked in and I was not sure if I'd done something wrong or not.I sat on the sofa beside the window, rubbing my hands together while sneaking peeks at Enzo who was sitting on the bed, legs spread, hands rested on his knee while his upper body leaned forward. He looked mighty and aesthetic and his cologne coming through my nose was making me get a wet pool between my legs. I had no idea why I was getting turned on at a time like this.Damnit! I was such a slut.I bite hard on my bottom lip and clasped my legs tightly. What was the meaning of this?! I screamed internally.The more I sat there and inhaled his addicting sandalwood scent, the more the wetness pooled in be
(Enzo's Point Of View)I stepped into the dining hall, everyone was there at the table and their heads reeled over me and then, Miranda was rolling her eyes and scoffing.I ignored her and went to the empty seat beside Father. "I thought you weren't going to come down for dinner again," She began, holding malice in her tone. "Your father has been pampering you since I was gone, hasn't he Enzo, you are beginning to lose your manners, especially on the table,"I called her Miranda because she had never been a mother to me. And she had never hidden her dislike for me every time she gets the chance. "I'm sorry, Miranda,"She scoffed. "I raised you and this is what I get, you call me by my name!" She slammed her fist on the table. "You are so ungrateful,""I believe we made a rule about not fighting on the dinner table," Godfather Gattani spoke with authority and the woman sank back in her seat."Don't you think you're spoiling him too much? He has no respect for me as a person or a moth
[Anastasia’s point of view] I should have known that everything had repercussions; whether they were positive or negative, there was always a cost. Maybe I did know that, but I still decided to ignore all the warning signs that were flashing in front of my face. I was acting foolishly because I was enjoying the experience of pleasure, and now I was paying for it. I assumed it would be like any other morning when I woke up that morning, but I was completely wrong. I made an effort to focus on my duties as a maid and block out the whispers of the other staff members, but just like the wind, their words found their way to my ears. ‘She is so naive.’ ‘The poor thing would eventually become like the others. Since Enzo is so frightening, I would never consider breaking the no-approach rule.’ ‘She is prettier than the others, so I feel bad for her; such a poor innocent soul would be wasted.’ I froze while cleaning the dining area, watching with wide eyes and open ears, and it was then
[ANASTASIA’S POINT OF VIEW] The next moment happened so fast that if I blinked, I would have missed all of it.One moment the basement door was opening to reveal Enzo looking truculent and animalistic and the next moment, the man who had hurt me earlier was lying on the floor dead from a bullet that went through his skull. A scream prised out of me at the blood that pooled around him.My eyes returned to Enzo, who was now approaching me and had pernicious eyes that were even more frightening than what Giovanni had displayed. I had never felt this terrified before. I gulped as my heart threatened to burst through my chest.He pulled the ropes holding me to the chair free, quizzically and lifted my feet. My brain wasn't processing what was happening when his dark gaze shifted to my bleeding wrist and he quickly tore a piece of my shirt off and wrapped it around my wrist. When he was done, he turned to go to the door, but suddenly Giovanni and Galileo were blocking our path.“Move!”Enz
[ANASTASIA’S POINT OF VIEW]As soon as I woke up, the first thing I noticed about my body was the pain in every joint and the stiffness between my legs. My face became flushed as memories of the previous nights flooded my brain.Enzo emerged from the walk-in closet perfectly attired in one of those black suits that made him look like one of those models, I turned my head as I heard footsteps. As his eyes locked with mine, I struggled not to flush, and when I looked away to look down, I found myself fixating on the veins on his hands.Damn! He had the appearance of sin, and I had already engaged in that sin many times, including just yesterday.I grunted in discomfort while sitting up in bed with my feet on the door. After scurrying around and putting my clothes on in front of his watchful eyes, I grabbed my shoes and moved towards the door. “Where are you going?”I came to a stop, feeling like a bear in a trap. I sluggishly turned to face him, biting my bottom lip and fondling my sho
[ANASTASIA’S POINT OF VIEW] "Since you're now Enzo's woman, I'm sure you're allowed to party," Rue said as she strode into the room, hurling a bag at me as I lay on the bed. "Put those on because we're going out," I sat down and drew the sack to myself, frowning profoundly as I did so. I opened the bag and took out a blonde wig and an outfit of clothes. I returned her gaze. "It's not permitted if I am going out in disguise," She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Of course, it's not permitted. That’s why you need to wear that so we can go out. Since Khoine isn't here to accompany me, I'd like you to accompany me," "Will we not be punished?" Rue perched on my bed, her eyes twinkling with malicious purpose. “Only if we get caught.” I fixed my gaze on the wig, then on her. “Is this a good idea?” She breathed and rolled her eyes. "You appeared brave when you agreed to be Enzo's whore, and now you're behaving like a chicken." "I'm not!" I responded immediately. “Then put on the clothes.
[ANASTASIA’S POINT OF VIEW]I opened my eyes with a moan, but the scene before me was blurry and my head ached like it was going to burst. Another grunt escaped my lips as I attempted to rub the head with my hand but paused when I discovered I couldn't move a muscle on my hands. What was going on? I was about to find out with my hazy when I heard a slash, and the coldest water was thrown on me. My entire body shivered so violently.I gasped, feeling submerged for a moment, and then my vision cleared and I was bestowed with Giovanni's smirking visage. My eyes widened, my escape instincts kicked in, and I wanted to move away but realized I couldn't because both of my wrists were bound, and beside me was Rue, who was also tied but unconscious When I glanced back at Giovanni, his eyes were dancing with a heinous glint that told me I wasn't going to get out of this easily.“Welcome back to the land of the living sleeping beauty. Did you have a good time last night?" He walked towards a