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The Pensive Gentleman Epilogue (ii)
Marciano ~ "I'm in love with you, Marciano D'amato." My body goes numb. "Baby, if you're saying this because you think you owe—" She shakes her head. "I know what I felt for you even before you confessed. As I told you that day, I was overwhelmed. But I've had time to think about it, and let go of my hate and jealousy for your previous marriage to allow me to fully enjoy ours." My hands come up to cup her face, angling it to meet my face. "You know, I used to hate my name. I'd rather everyone call me Angie. But when you say it, I never want you to stop." "Oh really, Angelica? You like it when I call you Angelica?" She giggles, hitting my chest slightly and suddenly I feel complete. "I didn't think I would, Marciano, but I do. I love y—" I drink the rest of her words with my lips on hers in a split second. Her hands on my chest grip my shirt tight, raising herself on her tiptoes to get more comfortable. The kiss is fully charged, not neat or careful; it’s days of
The Pensive Gentleman Epilogue
Marciano ~Never befriend a Fed, especially a corrupt one. It was one of my father's favorite sayings. Men would laugh, clink their glasses, and suck on their cigars. But he meant it. It was a warning for all to listen.A few didn’t, and I’m one of them; stubborn and full of myself like I've always been.Gregory was never harmless. He had the devil in his eyes and it was clear for all to see. I liked that, I thought it was good for business.And it was.But he'd been fucking Vittoria while she was married to me, actively working hand in hand to make me believe it was Ronan.The bastard confessed to everything. But not before I confirmed the state my family was in. Sergio and Leo had guys patrolling the perimeter, one of them noticed some strange wiring, like the kind blasters use with explosives to take down a building. The entire church had been wired. Luckily enough, they caught it on time and were able to guide almost everyone out. Those who weren't fortunate enough to leave e
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~~~~ Marina, along with Giuseppe's family, agreed to have an early funeral for him. Their reason being that he was sick and had suffered enough, they didn't want to cause him more suffering by letting him remain in a freezer for weeks while we prepare a lavish send-off party for him. It's our second day here and Marciano is already preparing to go to the church with the others. Unfortunately, I won't be tagging along with everyone. And I wish I could. But I really underestimated the entire D'Amato family and their influence here. There’s too many of them. I even thought far, wondering out loud what people would say if they didn't see Marciano's wife next to him. "I dare them to say it to my face," was his deathly response. I haven't said anything since. "There are bodyguards in the house, but don't move about freely until I return." Marciano stops right next to the bed and sits by the edge. "I'll come back to you right after the service." "What about the rest of the event
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Angelica ~Home.That word has always felt off to me, just like family. For as long as I can recall I never had either of them, I just burdened others with my presence.But that feels like a long time ago, because right now, home to me is not a place I can go to, it's family, it’s the people who make you the happiest and make you feel the safest. Home is sharing in one's happiness... and also in one's sadness.I got the call early this morning, Giuseppe is no more. To have never met the man but to feel this conflicted and sad about his demise is truly something.Marciano had been away since last night and didn't return until an hour after I got the news.Now we're on a flight to Italy and we'll be landing in twenty minutes.We've barely spoken more than three words to each other, let alone talked about our problem; we've barely had the time to do it. But I'm not particularly worried about it because it's not like we're deliberately not talking to each other or about it. These past t
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Angelica ~ “Where are you taking me?” I ask for what feels like the umpteenth time and get the same response I’ve been getting since this car started moving. No response. “Marciano?” I still stubbornly push ahead, because either way, I want an answer. Instead of saying less than ten words to me, he decides stepping on the gas is the better response. The sudden speed sends me flat against the car seat, my heart pounding with my lips still parted from saying his name. That taught me to remain silent. However, in less than twenty minutes we arrived at our destination—or what I think is the destination—an ordinary suburban house, not a mansion or a warehouse. Just a simple house. Marciano pulls over in the driveway and turns sideways to me. I expect him to say something now; to tell me why we’re here, who we’ve come to meet, because if we have come to such a cozy-looking house, I assume we’re here to meet someone. But Marciano doesn’t say a word. He simply gets out of
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Angelica ~In less than ten minutes, we're driving into school and towards the school's large auditorium."Do you think you can do it, Signora?" Gypsy asks from the front seat. I don't look at him when I shake my head. I thought I could do it, I thought I was strong enough, but I greatly underestimated the number of people that would be in attendance."Maybe we should just leave?" I suggest. The words taste bitter on my tongue. "Or we can attend the event from right here? Cause there’s no way I’m going in.” Neither of them says anything until a knock sounds on the window. Ky rolls it down to reveal Alex."What's wrong?" "That's a lot of people," I tell him simply. He looksaround nods."There's another entrance. You'll just have to take the stairs to the control room. Come, I'll show you."We all step out of the car, following behind Alex as he leads the way to the control room."I'll come get you when it's over. We can take pictures with the rest before..."I nod quickly. There
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Angelica“What’s he doing here?” Marina asks from beside me, looking over her shoulder at the front doors. Then she turns to me, taking my hand in hers, and squeezing. “Angie, I didn't know he was coming. He told me he wouldn’t.” I bite the inside of my lips, different emotions flowing through me
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AngelicaI thought of many ways to escape this nightmare, but they all end with blood in my mouth and Nicolas’s hand around my throat. Or worse, with me standing at an altar beside a man I don’t know.Of all the times I wished I were Nadine, this is the only time I badly needed it to be true so I c
The Pensive Gentleman prologue ii.
AngelicaBarely anyone is here when the bouncer leads me in, not after biting his lower lip and wiggling one brow at me suggestively. It should've been the first red flag because while I hoped for not much of a crowd, this kind of empty feels... wrong.I tell myself it's not an issue and adjust my
The Pensive Gentleman prologue
Angelica *three months ago* The sound of a car engine revs loudly in the distance. I can already guess it's one of those fast cars I've come to associate with the residents of Brown Hill. My head whips toward my open window, trying to catch a glimpse. I don't. Instead, I notice how dark
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