Alessia
*** As Lazza said, I was suddenly a pet. Being a maid meant I was turned to being someone's pet. They instructed me on what I was supposed to do. I also met Clara, one of the maids who I took over from. She explained about the job. I was to serve meals, be available whenever the boss needed me, and entertain him. Preferably, stripping or lap dancing. After I was given all I needed, I let Clara do the job for the night. Everything felt like rubbish to me. Once everyone had left to serve their masters, I remained in the main kitchen. I sat at one table in the massive kitchen. I understood their need to have such an enormous modern kitchen; they made a variety of food. The maids had to push trolleys to the respective wings to serve the Lazza family members. Lazza carried the family name as the boss. No one was allowed to call him by his real name. So his real name remained mysterious. Settling with a plate of saffron pasta and veggie salad, I ate. Who knew what would happen next? So, I needed to wolf down my food before the devil decided to ruin my evening. Marco sabotaged my thoughts. I hoped he was busy finding me. The food couldn’t flow well because of the painful lump that settled in my throat. Thinking about everything brought tears to me. I shook them off. There was no time to cry. I needed to be strong and stick to the plan. I stuffed my mouth with more food. Never thought I would miss my mum’s cooking. I missed the way we would share meals. Never in my life had I ever thought I would miss hearing my parent's noises as they fought. I missed cleaning their messes. To think of everything, Dad was the source of all this as well. He knew Marco, and finding them in Dad’s office meant they had some businesses together. Some movements caught me snapping out of my thoughts. I whipped my head to where it emerged, only to meet the face I did not desire to see. Romeo. Frustration shot to a high level. It had only been a day but Mister's grinning face had been making it feel like ages. To be honest, I was tired of seeing him. I lost my appetite, so I left. It wasn’t time to deal with him. I brushed beside him and went to the door but he stopped me. Of course, he had to, because he came to ruin my night with his presence. He suffocated me with his mere existence. “You refused to do what I instructed.” Anger raced in his voice “What was that?” I asked. No one enlightened me about Romeo instructing anything. He turned to me. “I want you to be mine.” He declared, and my brows flashed upward. “Serve me and I will make you mine.” For a second, I thought he was joking, but the bastard had a serious expression on him. “When you show the effort that you will be obedient, I will let another woman serve you. You will be the lady—” “Okay. Okay.” I breathed. We needed to clear things up because he did not seem to know me. “There must be something you are missing. I don’t belong here. Soon, I will leave. I am sure my parents are doing all they can to solve this issue.” He stared for a while before a chuckle emerged. I found nothing entertaining in my statement. “You are clueless.” He began striding toward me. “You were sold to us. You are here to pay for someone's mistakes.” “You know nothing!” “Really?” He cocked a brow. “You are a mere maid. But if you behave and do what I tell you, I will change that. You will also have the privilege of eating at the same table as me. But first, show your loyalty.” “No, thank you. I would puke sharing a table with people like you. And trust me, the boss said my parents can get me out of here. Unless no one informed you.” He laughed. God, I hated him so much. “You are just stupid. I understand. Now,” he suddenly wore a serious look. “Let’s begin by seeing you.” His eyes raked my body, making me step behind. “What do you mean?” “Your body. Strip.” He declared, causing my blood to rush insanely. He noticed my shock and smiled. “No, don’t worry, no one will walk here.” “No. I,” I swallowed. “I am not doing that.” Anger dashed in his eyes. God had to help me because I wasn’t ready to fight with Romeo again. He wore a face that had me shivering. “What was that?” he asked. “I said, I won’t strip. Why would I?” “I said I will make you mine and I have the right to look at your body to make sure there is nothing fake about your body parts. So, start stripping or I will tear those garments off your fucking body.” I moved away again, my back hitting the kitchen island. Things had turned darker. Every second had to get me into a mess. This one looked serious, and I was trembling, knowing I needed to defend myself and not let him do it. “You keep me for another fucking second—” “I won’t do that.” I declared, sighting the wrath building inside him. He was back again, the monster who almost broke my leg, the animal that afflicted my breast. He was back. This time, as Doctor Lucia said, he looked determined to do worse. His steps towards me echoed in my ears, causing my heart to pound loudly. My eyes scanned my surroundings. I could use a spatula to keep him away so I could run, and then my eyes fell on a set of kitchen knives. “I fucking saved your life back there. Do you think that man couldn’t have killed you?” He towered over me. “You must respect my words. Strip for me, and even if I say you open your legs for me, you will do.” That got on my nerves. It disgusted me to the point that I could only see blood. My hands itched to put him in his place. If he loved seeing blood, I could help him see actual blood flowing from him. “This is the last time—” “I am not stripping and you won’t make me what you think you want!” That touched a sore part in him. I had seen which knife to grab. The moment Romeo stepped in like a hungry wolf, I immediately grabbed a knife. With my eyes shut, I pushed it to him, a scream leaving my lips with sobs. “Leave me alone!” He had grabbed my shoulders, but his hands slackened and slipped off. I gasped for air, releasing the knife that felt stuck, then slipped away. My breath stuck in my throat. “F-fucking slut!” He gritted the words, and I had to open my eyes because he could have been holding a knife to me. My trembling legs carried me away again when I met some blood surging from his stomach. The knife. I stabbed him. My brain switched off and the next I was running. I did not know where I was running off to. My eyes blurred from the tears as I bumped into people on my way. I stabbed him. That rang in me as I escaped. Some guards tried to stop me, but I pushed them off. I saw a door ahead of me; I ran to it, pushed it open, and got inside. When I locked the door, I leaned against it and resumed sobbing as I caught my breath. He made me do it; he pushed me to stab him. Some footsteps echoed from outside, and I held my breath. Looking around to see where I was to run, my eyes fell on the last person I expected to see. Lazza. He stood by a staircase across from where I was. His hands slipped inside his sweatpants pockets. The cold eyes held on me. Someone gripped the door, and I jumped away. The door opened, and Matteo walked in. He gave me a look of disapproval before facing Lazza. “Boss, we have a situation.” He reported, and I shook my head. I drifted my gaze to Lazza, whose eyes remained fixed on me. “Start talking!” he said coldly, making calculated steps towards us. I stepped away while shaking my head. “He … tried to touch me—” “APPREHEND HER!” He yelled then left the room before I could even explain myself.The Midnight Mafioso Hello lovelies. I am sure you met Dmitri Valastro, Rodion’s brother. Some of you might be aware that book 2 of this series is about him. Book 2 is called The Midnight Mafioso. It is all about Dmitri’s story and is only available through a Ream subscription. Follow me on I*******m to learn how to access Ream • THE MIDNIGHT MAFIOSO • What happens when you lie that a random stranger is your husband and you two have a son? ~`~ When Inna's parents mysteriously disappear, she is left to take care of her young brother. She runs out of money, and she is left with no option but to lie that a random stranger is her husband and the six-year-old brother is their son. She uses this lie to steal money from this random stranger, and she gets away with it. Or not… Later, she receives a call from an unknown number. A strange man calls her, demanding to meet his ‘son’ and get his ‘wife’ back. The Random stranger is none other than Dmitri Valastro, a deadly Russian mafia bo
Rodion____Years later___I took a brief inhale to the fresh scent of flowers in my grip. A simple smile emerged at the corner of my lips and a warm feeling settled in my heart.I got upstairs and there, I could feel her presence. Her pure existence was full of Joy, calmness, and grace.The door to the room was open. I sighted her immediately when I stood by the door frame. She was seated In front of a mirror at her vanity desk at the furthest corner of her bright room. She was holding a purple hair comb, busy brushing her shoulder-length black hair.She was clad in a white dress that was as pure as she was. Her tiny back was held straight, she knew what she was doing.I lifted my fist and made a gentle knock. It got her turning to face behind. She suddenly dropped her comb, jumped off her settee, and ran towards me."Papa.""Hello, pri
Alessia____"You may now kiss the bride."As if it was our first kiss, Rodion first explored my face with a look of victory in his eyes. He ran his fingers on my cheek, leaving feathery touches as he pushed the hand behind my neck.I ignored the crowd, the way everyone was cheering us, wanting us to kiss already, but watching my husband take his time to first stare at me felt like heaven.His other hand settled on the other side of the cheek. He used his thumb to caress my skin, down to my lip and then my chin."Thank you." He murmured that I was the only one who heard him. I noticed how his eyes begged me to read beyond the words, to see his heart. Those eyes that once used to scare me, were watching me tenderly. "For being mine, thank you, baby."I nodded with a smile and tears that I had been controlling ever since the wedding started to well up again. "I love you."He bowed his eyes to mine, leaning slowly
Alessia_____I silently watched as Rodion wrapped a scarf around my neck. He towered me, with every part of him attending to me. He loved to offer all his attention to me and forget he had an empire to think of. Even his blood and every sense were acquainted to submit to me."Where are we going?" I asked when he picked a trench coat from the closet. He moved behind me and helped me wear it. It was a black one, similar to the one he was wearing."You will see." He kissed my hair then walked around and stood in front of me. His hands settled on my shoulder then he interlocked our gazes. "You are okay, right?" He asked. I had no count of the number of times he asked me that question, and if he wasn't a man I was madly in love with, I could have hollered because it was too much.I released an exhale. "Honey, if I was not okay, you know I will definitely tell you, right?" I asked way more politely.He nodded and
Rodion_____The cigar smoke sailed in the atmosphere creating a dark cloud between the two of us. I was currently seated with a man who was considered my brother. He was busy smoking while I rubbed my jawline.Yes, I couldn't smoke.My eyes were on my beautiful angel moving around the compound. She was wearing a raven umbrella dress which was above her knees. She would walk inside the house and come out carrying something. It was lovely to watch her.We were currently in the Bungalow which was in the middle of the woods. Alessia loved the place since it was away from everyone and everything.I loved the place as well. It reminded me of my first time with her. The day I tasted her, the day I sank into her sweet streams. The day she moaned for me, giving me all beautiful looks. The day I claimed her.I took a sip of the drink which was surprisingly white wine. It could perhaps wash my desires. She always mad
Alessia______I almost entered the passcode to open the door when Alice grabbed me and pulled me behind."What are you doing?" She whispered. I had no idea why we were whispering because I also whispered back."Opening the door."Her mouth fell open. Not the first time but ever since we drove to the hotel, she looked like she had seen a ghost. Judith was entirely quiet and I knew I was an asshole. I could have not lied to them."You live here?" Alice asked then turned to Carina. "She lives here?""Yes," Carina whispered. "Wait, why are we whispering?""Just open the door if this is where you live." Judith diced in with her shrill voice that made my smile disappear."Okay, Jesus, can you be less cold." I walked back to the door and I did not miss the squealing sound from Alice.I was about to enter the passcode when the door clicked and someone pulled it open. I jerked awa