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ArabellaI let out an audible sigh of relief as I sauntered away. It was the same sigh of relief I let out when I realized Six didn’t hear my prior conversation with Don Corleone.If he had, my whole plan would have been completely ruined. When he called out to me at first, I was terrified that he had listened in on our conversation, but then, when he didn’t say anything, I relaxed.I could hear his footsteps trailing close behind as I walked through the small crowd of guests and outside the hall.I had enough partying for the night. All I wanted was to quietly retire. I wanted time alone, away from the man who was not that far behind.I bit my lower lip as a small blush crept up on my face, thinking about moments ago. His arm locked around my waist, his deep voice dark with warning, “Never do that again, Arabella...”The way my name rolled off his tongue made it sound exotic. The flash of anger in those midnight-black eyes left butterflies in my stomach.Why was I suddenly excited abo
Last Updated : 2025-03-20S.I.X: The Mafia's Kryptonite 11
ArabellaI woke up to the sound of movement—soft footsteps padded across the floor. My eyelids fluttered open as I struggled to adjust to the lighting in the room.My body was still heavy with sleep, my mind sluggish as I blinked against the morning light filtering through the sheer curtains.Before I could fully register what was happening around me, maids began pouring into the room. They moved in perfect sync, led by an older woman with sharp eyes and a no-nonsense demeanor.Carts were pushed in, one overflowing with luxurious new clothes, another carrying a silver tray piled high with breakfast, and a third stocked with delicate glass bottles of scented oils, soaps, and other cosmetics I couldn’t recognize at first glance.A whole production unfolded around me as the maids swiftly laid out everything on the bed.I sat up slowly, still groggy, trying to grasp what was happening when a shadow fell over the doorway.Capo Marco.The sight of him sent a cold wave of disgust washing ove
Last Updated : 2025-03-20S.I.X: The Mafia's Kryptonite 12
SixI looked around the large room. It was a lounge, with a large bar behind me, tables set in a homely manner, and men sitting around nursing their drinks. Bottles were strewn across the floor, and soft music played in the background.The only thing missing was scantily clad women strutting from one end of the lounge to the other. The men talked loudly about some dumb thing I couldn’t keep up with.I really did try at first, but the obnoxious tales they told usually ended with loud laughter and the rest of the group joining in. They were stories they had told countless times before. They were family.And I sat amongst them, a stranger, sipping whisky with an expression that barely masked my boredom. My fingers tapped idly against the stem of my glass, and every few minutes, I checked my watch.If I had it my way, I would have been long gone, anywhere but here. Gatherings like this were never my cup of tea.But I couldn’t leave. Not yet.So instead, I let my mind wander.My mind wande
Last Updated : 2025-03-21S.I.X: The Mafia's Kryptonite 13
SixI would have been impressed if I weren’t terrified for her life.She walked in wearing nothing but a long silk nightdress with a thin robe draped carelessly over her shoulders, her damp hair twisted up in a towel like she’d just stepped from the shower.Marco had explicitly ordered her to dress up, and she had done the exact opposite, deliberately, defiantly.She had kept him waiting, all these dangerous men waiting, and then sauntered in wearing what amounted to lingerie.The men around the table exchanged knowing smirks. Marco’s face darkened with a rage I could feel radiating across the room.“Arabella!” he roared, shooting to his feet, his chair scraping violently against the floor.“Yes, Marco.”Her voice was cool water over hot stones, steady, unruffled, as if completely blind to the murderous fury in his eyes or the pack of predators around her, salivating, just waiting for his signal to tear her apart.“Do you have a death wish, Arabella?” His voice dropped to something mo
Last Updated : 2025-03-22S.I.X: The Mafia's Kryptonite 14
SixI stepped outside, the cool evening air brushing against my skin as I walked toward the pool.The soft glow of the underwater lights illuminated the water, casting rippling reflections onto the stone deck. And then I saw her.Arabella.She moved through the water with hypnotic grace, her body slicing through it like a siren born to the sea.The tiny red latex bikini she wore clung to her every curve, not just accentuating but celebrating each perfect dip and line of her frame.It was sinfully bold, molding to her like a jealous lover, making her breasts look fuller, her wet skin gleaming like polished marble under the shimmering lights.I clenched my jaw until it ached, loathing the instant traitorous response of my body.The urgent stiffness pressing against my pants mocked me, a humiliating reminder of how utterly powerless I was in her presence.I had assumed, hoped, that after everything, after the time she spent avoiding me, after the distance she had put between us, after th
Last Updated : 2025-03-22S.I.X: The Mafia's Kryptonite 15
ArabellaHeat flooded my cheeks, burning like wildfire as my hands flew instinctively to cover my chest. Shame and something else; something I refused to name, coiled in my stomach.Six stared at me, his eyes dancing with undisguised amusement, lips curled into that infuriating smirk that made my pulse quicken against my will.“You are a crass man, Six,” I said, trying to inject venom into my voice, but hearing the breathless quality instead.He shrugged with an easy confidence that both infuriated and captivated me. “You did seem to like my crassness that night...” His voice dropped lower, the words wrapping around me like velvet.I bit down hard on my lower lip, tasting the metallic hint of blood as I fought the blush threatening to consume me.I averted my gaze, unable to bear the knowing look in his eyes; the look that said he could see right through my pretenses.“How long are you going to stay in the water?” he asked.The truth was, I hadn’t thought that far ahead. The water was
Last Updated : 2025-03-24S.I.X: The Mafia's Kryptonite 16
ArabellaI exhaled as we got out of the cars lined up in the parking lot. My heart hammered in my chest just like it always did whenever I was around Marco. There were at least seven more men carrying heavy weapons.I had never walked in the company of men like this, but as the capo’s bride-to-be, I had to. Now, there was a target on my back.I bowed my head as we walked toward the high-end store. A large glass window displayed timeless designs. The old me would have been thrilled to go shopping, especially in an expensive place like this.My back turned rigid when he put his hand on me again, sliding over the curve of my hip, fingers pressing in as though he was making sure I understood who I belonged to.The gesture was subtle, meant for me alone, but I felt Francesco watching. He was the closest to Marco, always at his ear, cheering him on.The amusement in his eyes made my skin crawl with disgust. He was repulsive. There was something in the way he looked at us, like he got off on
Last Updated : 2025-03-25S.I.X: The Mafia's Kryptonite 17
SixI followed behind Arabella, watching as she aimlessly tossed clothes into the cart. She wasn’t even paying attention to what she was grabbing; half the things she picked up weren’t her size.The way her fingers fumbled over the fabric, how she moved in jerky, uncertain motions, it was obvious she wasn’t here, not really.Her steps were uneven, her breath just a little too quick. She was nervous. Her mind was elsewhere. Clearly, something was bothering her, and I didn’t know what it was.We turned down another aisle, and something caught my eye. A smirk played at my lips as I reached for a small box. I turned to her, holding it out casually.“You’re going to be needing that,” I said, my voice low with amusement.Her entire body froze. I watched as her wide eyes flicked to the box in my hand, then back to me.Her skin flushed instantly, a deep, unmistakable pink blooming across her cheeks.I held her gaze for a moment before dropping the item into the cart. My smirk widened as she s
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ArabellaI had never seen Marco so rattled.He was barking orders at the staff like a madman. “Wipe that again! My grandmother doesn’t like spots, do you hear me?”His voice was sharp, but his expression looked almost… anxious. Beads of sweat had formed on his forehead despite the cool breeze from the air conditioner, and he kept pacing from one end of the room to the other.I sat quietly on the velvet couch in the living room, watching him. “Is the food ready?” he snapped. “It better all be fresh. Ma has a peculiar taste and a sharp nose. She’ll know if it’s not organic. Can you imagine that?” He let out a nervous chuckle.I tilted my head, studying him. “You’re nervous.”Marco paused. His eyes flicked to mine, and a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. “She’s not like anyone you’ve met before.”Before I could reply, the massive doors creaked open. The entire house fell into silence. The sound of heels echoed sharply against the marble floor. And then… she appeared - Marco’s grand
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SixShe was already at the table when I walked in. I didn’t expect that. I thought I was doing a good job of avoiding her, but apparently, I wasn’t. I hesitated at the doorway, but it wouldn’t make any sense to just turn away. So I walked in.Arabella sat there quietly, a slice of toast in her hand, barely touched. She looked up the second she noticed me.Her eyes lit up before she could hide it. “Good morning,” she said softly.Her eyes when they lit up sent my heart racing, and the calm in her voice. I wanted to answer. I wanted to say something. But I didn’t. I stayed quiet instead.I went to the coffee pot, poured myself a mug just to do something with my hands. My heart was pounding in my chest like I’d just run here, even though I hadn’t. I didn’t even take a sip. I couldn’t.I looked at her once, just once, and I knew if I sat down across from her, I’d start asking questions I didn’t want answers to. I didn’t trust myself to stop at just asking questions.So I turned around and
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ArabellaThe bedroom was too quiet.I sat curled at the edge of the bed, the weight of everything pressing on my chest. My fingers twisted the edge of the blanket over and over.It had been days, maybe weeks, but it all blurred together.Sunlight came and went, tracing the same pattern across the walls, and I didn’t move. I couldn’t.My body was here, but my mind... it felt suspended somewhere else. Somewhere cold and quiet. Somewhere no one could reach me.Six wouldn’t look at me, let alone talk to me. And Marco… Marco had stolen something from me I couldn’t get back. No amount of washing would scrub that memory from my skin.I showered once, maybe twice a day. My clothes stayed in piles. My reflection in the mirror looked like someone else. My once vibrant blue eyes were now dull.My lips were cracked. A bruise bloomed across my arm where he’d held me too tight. I couldn’t touch it. I just stared.He didn’t even say sorry.I wanted to scream, but I couldn’t find my voice. If I screa
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SixI bumped into Francesco at the doorway as soon as I stepped into the mansion.He looked up at me with a smirk on his face. “Six, what a pleasant morning it is, isn’t it?”I could never engage Francesco in small talk, especially not today. I was going through it.The night before, I had just learned that Arabella had slept with Marco, and I still didn’t know how to process it. I had shelved it to another part of my head, but I still couldn’t sleep.I made to walk past him, but he stopped me. “Oh Six, aren’t you always the uptight one? You know we should get along. It looks like we’ll be spending a lot of time together. Don’t you think we can learn to tolerate each other at least?” He extended his hand towards me. “Truce?”I appeared to think about it for a few seconds, then shook my head. “No,” and brushed past him.“Marco has asked you to come up to him; he has something important to discuss with you.”I studied the amused expression on his face, wondering why he was all smiles. “
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ArabellaHe chuckled, a look of amusement in his eyes as he stared at me. “You’re mad that we fucked?”I was shocked—shocked that he would describe what he did to me like that. Appalled that he thought what had happened was consensual. Didn’t he hear me crying, begging?Didn’t he feel the struggle, hear me crying out in pain? I shut my eyes to stop the tears from falling, but it was hopeless. I was bawling my eyes out.“No, tell me, Arabella. What were you thinking was gonna happen? That I’m never going to touch you? Is that it? We’re going to be married and never fuck…?”I didn’t say anything. I averted my gaze, but he grabbed my chin and turned my face toward him so I could look at him.“No, Bella, look me in the eye and tell me you didn’t think we were going to fuck at some point, huh?”“You and I know that’s not what happened between us,” I said in a tear-laden voice. “You forced yourself on me. I didn’t want this…”“I asked you nicely at first, and what did you say?” he asked.I
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ArabellaI didn’t know how long I had waited in my room, waiting for everything to quiet down, staring off into space, lost in my own thoughts—the same thought that had plagued my mind all day.I rose to my feet and quietly tiptoed to the door. It was well past midnight; surely no one was up, I thought to myself. I gently opened the door, careful not to make any noise.My bare feet made no sound as I slipped out of my room. I wrapped my arms around myself, bowed my head, and kept to the shadows. I didn’t want anyone to see me.Not Marco. I was sick of him—and especially not Six. I had spent the whole day trying to avoid him, with terrible attempts, but at least it had kept him away from me. I couldn’t face him, not feeling the way I did now.The kitchen was dim, lit only by the moonlight spilling through the tall windows. I reached for a glass and opened the tall fridge.Light flickered through as I grabbed a carton of milk and poured myself a glass, my hands trembling slightly as I b
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SixThe moment I stepped into the mansion, I spotted Francesco lounging in the living room, a half-burnt cigarette between his fingers. The smoke curled toward the ornate ceiling, drifting like a threat.He looked up, his eyes trailing me as I moved toward the staircase.I didn’t stop.“Going to see Arabella?” he asked casually, though his voice carried a sharp edge.I paused on the first step, body half-turned.“She wasn’t feeling well yesterday.” Francesco took a slow drag, exhaling smoke. “She’s not to be disturbed today. Said so herself.”That stopped me fully.“She left a note with Maria,” he added, flicking ash into a crystal tray. “No one but the maid is allowed in. Food, drinks. That’s it. Capo okayed it, so…”My jaw clenched. Something was off. I wanted to argue, to press him for details, but Francesco wasn’t stupid.He’d know I’d smelled something wrong. So I only nodded once and turned away.He let out a short, amused exhale. “We’ve got a meeting. The Capo will be here any
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ArabellaI blanked out so I wouldn’t feel.Not his pressing weight on me, or the sharp pain I felt at my hilt. His fingernails dug into my waistline, and I lay there helplessly. I couldn’t move. I didn’t move.Tears welled up in my eyes as I stared into space.And then, just like that, it was over.He stood, breathing heavily, his eyes raking over my body like he’d conquered something. Like this proved something. Like I was something to be claimed.He turned to look at me, his expression unreadable now, like the fire had burned out. “You should be grateful,” he said. “I didn’t hurt you.”I blinked back the tears and averted my gaze. I couldn’t look at him. Couldn’t stand to see what I’d once trusted become a stranger.Then he turned and walked out.And I broke.I don’t know how long I lay there. It might’ve been minutes. Hours. Maybe longer.Eventually, I dragged myself up and locked the door behind him. My hands were shaking. My body didn’t feel like mine anymore. My voice was gone, l
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ArabellaI heard the footsteps before I saw him.I knew it was Marco before the door even creaked open. The way it dragged against the floor sent a chill through me. I could tell he was drunk from one look at him.He stumbled inside, not even bothering to close the door behind him. His eyes were wild, glassy and bloodshot, his shirt halfway unbuttoned, collar askew like he’d been tearing at it.“They came for me,” he muttered. “That day at the dress fitting, it was intentional…” His speech was slurred. “It was not a matter of being at the wrong place at the wrong time. It wa—premeditated. Those bloody bastards planned it!” he yelled.He staggered, almost losing his footing. “They think they can take me out. Me. Marco Falcone.” He laughed. It was a hollow sound, empty—just like the look in those dark eyes.I rose slowly from the chair by the window. “Marco…” My voice cracked. I was terrified to the bone, watching him in this state, not knowing what his next move would be.“They sent me
