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Tangled With The Mafia King Her eyes are surreal
Carrie“I am surprised you are not trying to get rid of this baby,” my doctor friend, Rachel, said. Rachel is a friend I have had since I was five. Our families lived beside each other and even though the bond both families formed has now tarnished, Rachel and I take it upon ourselves to continue what could not be finished.“I can’t.” I sank into the chair. “I need the company.” The ginger-haired lady in front of me smiled. “What?” I frowned.“You know this baby changes everything right?”“It already has.”“And the father?”“A handsome stranger who isn’t replying to the messages I left him.”“He might still reply.”I scoffed. “Yeah right. And he will save me from getting married,” I said sarcastically.She got up and grabbed a file. “Look at the bright side though.”“Which side?”“Your baby will come out beautiful.”I nodded in agreement as I replayed Alessandro’s face in my head. Not realising that I was already wearing a smile, I replied almost quietly, “I am glad I have this baby.”
Tangled With The Mafia King The darkest of auras
CarrieMy head swirled and my heart thudded. As though I just saw a ghost, I looked ahead in shock while my back stayed glued to the surface of the door behind me.But... wait. Why should I be this way? Why should I cower as though I am owing the man on the other side a huge sum of money?I mean…My knees adjusted their crookedness and I stood upright while a pondering look etched itself on my face.… even though it was almost a month late, the father of my child is finally at my door.“Carrie Edwards. I am sure you remember me. Open the door,” his voice ordered from the other side and I almost found myself rushing to do as he said.But no, I need to gather my thoughts first.For starters, I will let him know his presence is not needed. When it was desperately needed, he did not reply to his messages because he was on Mars or wherever he was.After that, I will get rid of him. Having him linger around the house will be a bad thing for me and the baby.Okay, I know that makes no sense.
Tangled With The Mafia King A jolt
Carrie“Miss Edwards…?”“D-Do you think this is a joke?” I managed to ask.“Is it?”“How can you move in with me? That’s… absurd.”“Then come with me. Leave this place and come with me.”“No.”He gave a small nod. “Then it is settled. I will be living with you from now on.”Suddenly, a piece of luggage I failed to notice earlier came into view and Alessandro Valante prepared to drag it into the house. But I blocked his way. Well, I was able to successfully do that because he let me block him.“Mr. Valante.” My smile became wider. ” I told you that I am fine. I don’t need you.”“You are the mother of my unborn child, Miss Edwards. I am not comfortable with leaving you here alone.” He let go of the luggage’s extensive handle to quickly draw up the sleeves of his slightly loose tee shirt. Now that I see it, he kind of looks sexy in casual wear.I guess he is a man that looks good no matter what he wears.Oh my goodness… Why is my mind derailing again?While urging myself to stay focused,
Tangled With The Mafia King You are not drool-worthy
CarrieAt one point in my wild lifestyle, I always wished for a stable relationship even though I was never able to stay in one for a long time. Whenever my imagination conjured up my ideal partner, I would always imagine him cooking meals for me.I would watch him from the entrance of the kitchen or perhaps from the island and he would tease me with his culinary skills and naked chest.Well, ladies and gentlemen, my imagination has come to life.In front of me, the father of my unborn child was shirtless and focused on cooking something that involved spaghetti.I could have found that moment to be dreamy, but the fact that he kept refusing to put on a shirt was getting on my nerves.Doesn’t he understand that it is dangerous for my hormones if he keeps walking about with that built chest of his?“And, done.” Alessandro Valante said and I saw that he had dished our meal. His thick brows quirked, and his eyes fell on me as he asked, “I am sure you won’t mind some spaghetti carbonara. I
Tangled With The Mafia King I am not a murderer
CarrieI have never known myself to feel such fear. I didn’t shiver this much when my father had a death scare and spent weeks in the hospital because of a heart attack. But there I was, unable to do anything reasonable for the first few seconds while I stared at Alessandro in horror.But I soon figured out that I was foolish for merely staying still. So, with cautious haste, I ran to the living room, grabbed my phone and rushed back to Alessandro who was telling me that he was still alive through the little groans he gave now and then.I settled properly on the ground and placed the man’s head on my lap. After a light slap to his right cheek to remind him to stay awake, I proceeded to call an ambulance. I was giving the correspondent the details of his situation when I noticed that his chest began to heave again.Worried… I cupped his face and began to plead for him to stay okay. “Alessandro… Please…” The redness spread to his neck and I could deduce that his airway could be blocked.
Tangled With The Mafia King The assurance of companionship
CarrieWith pride fully embedded in her gait, the strange woman who was dressed in noticeable knee-length leather boots halted her steps at the end of Alessandro’s bed. Another scornful expression was tossed in my direction before her gaze fell on the man.“Who are you exactly?” I asked while the earlier statement she uttered rang in my head.Truthfully, the moment she mentioned that she was Alessandro’s girlfriend, my heart felt jilted. For a second, I almost reacted rashly as though I was a lawful partner of the man. I wished to chase the woman out of the room.But with the way she softly observed Alessandro from where she stood, I could tell that the man meant something to her. Let’s just hope that she isn’t pregnant for him as well.“Do you really want to know who I am?” Her voice wore some sort of hidden excitement, she seemed eager to use her words to throw me out of the room. “My name is Layla…” Her arms folded and I felt more of the dominance she was trying to use to subdue th
Tangled With The Mafia King I will fulfill my promise
AlessandroOnce the door closed, the full hatred I harboured for years came rushing to me. Without acknowledging the fact that I was close to death hours ago, I snapped off the ridiculous thing that was connected to a vein on my wrist. With swiftness, I got off the bed and approached the window for some fresh air.It was already afternoon according to the clock hung on the wall facing my bed and I was reminded that I didn’t have time to waste. I have to get the mother of my unborn child positioned in a place I wish her to be.My silence reached my legs which walked the tiled floor as quietly as they could. Once I reached the sill of the window that was in my sight, I leaned over and observed how the rest of the world went about their activities.When I saw the way a mother in a wheelchair played with her child, a smile almost formed on my lips and I was reminded of the times when I wondered what life would have been like for me if I wasn’t born into the CDP gang.Well, the thing is, a
Tangled With The Mafia King I am here to punish you
AlessandroBefore I could walk out of the hospital ward which was starting to suffocate me, I was stopped by a uniformed doctor who expressed his concern. In his view, I was at risk of being killed because he suspected that my allergy reaction was not an accident.I almost laughed at his words.There was nothing spectacular about his suspicions. I have spent years being a hunter and the hunted. And, of course, I always make sure that I am one step ahead of those who wish to butcher me.So, after getting some cash for a taxi ride from the doctor, I was on my way back to Miss Edwards’s abode. I can’t wait to see how the boldness she was trying hard to slap into my face dissolves. At this point, after what she did, she will have no choice but to come with me.Several minutes later, the house came into view.But barely a few steps toward the building, I suspected that something was amiss. On the path I was walking were faint lines that showed signs of multiple footsteps.Without further h
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