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Chapter Twenty One
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Trapped in the Mafia’s hell Chapter 29
GabriellaLately, it felt like I’d been hearing voices, the screams of my father begging and wailing that I don’t forget my purpose, my promise. But the truth was that, I didn’t. It was just impossible.I lay on my back, my eyes glued to the chandelier above me, as I soothed the purple-red bruise on my arm. An injury I sustained while trying to escape from that god forsaken cell. It wasn’t fresh but every time I moved, pain surged through me like electric waves.Tears blurred my vision and before I knew it, the dam broke and tears slipped down my cheeks, hot and burning. I wiped them away with the back of my hand, but more followed. What was the point of being Marcello’s wife? Was that my purpose now?I had dreams but Marcello killed them, he took away the one person that meant the world to me. Now I kept asking myself, was life even worth living like this? I’m basically his animal, chained, bruised, waiting for the next outburst.He didn’t even treat me like a wife. I didn’t wa
Trapped in the Mafia’s hell Chapter 28
MarcelloPlaying chess at the conservatory every evening was one of my favourite things to do, especially with my best friend and personal bodyguard. I sat across from Luca at the marble chess table, the pieces gleaming under the soft glow of the hanging lanterns. My king’s rook had just slid into place, trapping his queen. I leaned back, fingers steepled, and watched his face.Luca scanned the board for a long moment, then let out a low laugh that echoed off the high glass ceiling. “Checkmate again, Marcello. You’re ruthless tonight.”I allowed myself a small smile. “You’re distracted. Or maybe I’m just better.”He swept the pieces aside with a dramatic gesture, conceding defeat. “Fine, you win. Again.” His eyes sharpened, the humor fading. “But tell me ; what are we going to do about Stefan Lombardi? Word is he’s been seen at the House of Hell. Again.”My smile faded at the very mention of that name.Stefan Lombardi, the only rival bold enough to challenge me. I had no idea who w
Trapped in the Mafia’s hell Chapter 27
GabriellaI scrunched my nose in disgust as I sat on the cold and oh so bare floor of the cell. This was even worse than the cell I was put in the last time, it was bigger yet stuffy at the same time. That was because it contained other people. I can’t believe he put me in the same place he put his enemies.I wrapped my arms around my knees as I leaned against the cold walls, wearing nothing but a robe that would soon be drenched by the water on the ground caused by leakages on the roof. Someone coughed and I fidgeted immediately, I was locked up with these weird people, I didn't know what they could be capable of. “Gabriella?” Sofia called out my name, I could recognize her voice from anywhere, she was the one who had coughed, I straightened my face filled with shock as I crawled towards her.“What are you doing here?”I asked.“Why are you here?” “I’d tell you as soon as I know why you’re here.”She went silent for a minute, staring at the ground, before her icy blue eyes met my
Trapped in the Mafia’s hell Chapter 26
Marcello.I didn’t expect the sex to feel so good; I thought Gabriella hated my guts, I don’t blame her though, I deserved it. But as I sat on the edge of the bed in the dimly lit room, the sheets still tangled from what we had just done, I reminisced on every movement, how she moaned, or how tight and warm she felt. My body felt heavy with satisfaction, the kind that comes after taking what I wanted without apology. I wondered what had changed. A few days ago, she spat and cursed at my face. Now she was giggling from ear to ear facing the wet bar, her back to me, the silk robe clinging to her curves as she poured bourbon into my glass and a wine for herself. The clink of ice was the only sound breaking the silence.She turned, finally, and walked toward me, holding out one of the glasses. Her curly dark hair fell over one shoulder, framing a face that could still make my blood run hot even when I never for once thought I would desire her. Of course, I’d lustfully imagined her,
Trapped in the Mafia’s hell Chapter 25
Gabriella “He’d kill you, just the same way he killed his parents!” Sofia bellowed and I shook in fright. That can't be right! What was she saying? This has to be some made-up story and a lie to make me be on her side.“I don’t believe you.”“You should,”“Why should I?”“Because I’m on Stefan Lombardi's side, you know him right?”I stiffened swallowing hard I was surprised, why the hell won't I know him, he was my father’s business partner, he was among the people who escaped Marcello’s wrath.“How do I know you’re working with him?”She smiled, “Because we both want the same thing, Marcello’s downfall, he paid me to get to you, if I wear you, I’d listen to every word I say.”I spared on last glance at Marcello as usual he was busy speaking to guests, he was evil but if he wanted me dead I’d be dead since the first day I laid my eyes on him.“I hate Marcello no doubt but I’d do things my own way. Thanks for the efforts though, but it isn’t needed.” I said and began to walk away but
Trapped in the Mafia’s hell Chapter 24
MarcelloThey say you're supposed to be happy and joyous on your birthday but it’s quite the opposite for me.To me, it’s like every other day. Where I visit the house of hell and make sure business runs smoothly because that’s all that matters to me, and family too.“Cheers!”I chortled, clinking my glass against my business associate’s who had come all the way from around the world to celebrate with me.Mr. Gustavo, we've known each other for ten years, and we’ve managed to always remain cordial. He was faithful to me; he wouldn't do business with anyone aside from me. Even when my rivals tried to get him to betray me, he never sold me out. His face curled in a smile, his grey hair matching the grey tie he wore as he lunged forward pulling me close in a tight embrace “Cheers to being the Best don NYC could ever produce!”“Cheers to good life!” I responded by pulling away, slurping the last drop of my tequila. “Thank you for coming, I really appreciate it.”“No mention, Marcello. I k
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