-So, little blonde, should I forgive you for not telling me about the blonde?-Well, Eli, I really wanted to tell you. But it happened a long time ago.-Tell me everything, I say nervously.-Well, two months ago, I met a guy on a dating app. He started to become insistent, so I turned him down. Then he left. And we didn't see each other again. Until one day he waited for me to leave work, and, she says hesitantly as if reliving everything that happened. He slapped me, then he tried to lift me, but then James showed up and beat him so badly that I don't think he looks the same anymore. Then I looked into his eyes and fell in love on the spot, then we spent a night together, she says smiling.-So, what about the date you mentioned?-Oh, that one, she says trying to seem embarrassed.-I went on a date with a guy because I wanted to make him jealous. Then he showed up at our table, hugged me, and ran away with me. I roll my eyes at her. What a little fox! I think the blonde will go cra
I don't know when I've ever been more emotional in my life than the second I heard "yes" from her. She agreed to be mine. She agreed for me to be hers, and now we have to deal with what lies ahead. The wedding preparations are moving quickly, mainly because I agreed for the wedding to be in two weeks. Well, I wanted it to be the day after she accepted the proposal, but she insisted on at least giving her two weeks for the preparations, and as always, I yielded. Fortunately, only a few days are left now, and it will be over.-You don't need to get too involved, I know you have a lot of work, especially since you opened the new club.-I don't want to hear it. I really want to be involved in this wedding. Because I know I won't be involved in our kids' weddings.-One child isn't enough for you, she asks, laughing. Ah, how I adore her smile, especially when I know it's meant for me. I can't help but kiss her at least once when it appears on her face.-I want as many as possible
10 years later:-How was your day, my angel? Damon asks, sitting next to me on the couch. I'm so tired. Since I opened my own marketing firm, I've focused all my efforts on it, to the point where I couldn't even spend much time with my family. Luckily, Damon came up with the idea of bringing a nanny into the house to take care of our three children. Hades is already 10 years old and, along with Ares, who is 7, they are a handful. I wanted to stop at the second child, but Damon convinced me to have another one, and I didn't regret it. I was thrilled that it was a girl because I wouldn't be surrounded only by men in this house, but at the same time, I felt sorry for her because I don't know how the three males will react when she gets her first boyfriend. Hope is 5 years old, and she often stays with Sindy and James's daughter, Deborah. Hope and Deborah were born a few weeks apart and have been inseparable since then. In my heart, I hope they remain best friends like Sindy and I.
Hey, dear readers, I'm excited to announce that there will be a volume two of this book. It will feature Hades, the eldest son of the Black family, in the spotlight.Hades is the leader of the most powerful mafia in the world, the Sicilian Mafia. He is one of the cruelest mobsters. Devoid of a heart, but with the appearance of a Greek god, he doesn't let anyone stand in his way.Amalia Pop, a drug trafficker from a city in Romania, is a girl who has lost much in life, from family to her own soul. Now she does everything she can to survive, even if it means pulling off the biggest drug heist of her life.But what happens when she manages to tick off the most ruthless devil of the mafia? Hades Black. Will she be able to escape from him?I will leave you with a few scenes featuring Hades and Amalia:-Are you afraid of me? he asks expressionlessly.-Please, let me go or kill me! Please!That's none of your business!Oh, darling! It kind of is because you've become my new obsession.What a
Hades-Father, understand that I can't come to dinner tonight!-Not a word! -Old man, understand that this is an important shipment! I can't afford to miss it.-Damn it! I don't care anymore, and I don't want to hear anything, he shouted at me, ending the call.And that was my conversation with Dad this morning. He and Uncle James always insisted on having a family dinner at least once a month. James and his wife are part of our family, being very close friends with my parents. I knew I had no choice but to be present at this dinner. Mom isn't allowed to stress because she has heart problems since my grandfather died, and I'm very aware that if I hadn't gone to this dinner, she would have likely stressed out, knowing what I'm involved in. I love my family, but I wanted to handle this shipment myself because it's going to be delivered to my Russian friend, Aleksei. He is the leader of the Russian mafia but also one of the most trustworthy men I know.When I enter the house, I'm g
This is my first day off, and I preferred to spend it in the countryside, far from traffic, pollution, and many other disadvantages of the city of Rome. Working as a secretary is very hard to take a vacation, but it seems that I succeeded. I woke up around 10 o'clock and went downstairs to have breakfast alone because my brother was at work. He was a doctor at the emergency room in a town located 12 km away from the village, and today he was on duty. From the note left by my father on the refrigerator, I understood that he went with my grandmother to visit some relatives, and they would return in the evening. Great! They keep telling me that we should spend time together as a family, and then they disappear from home. Getting bored to death at home, I decided to take a walk. I like to walk when I'm in the countryside; people are very sociable compared to the cold people in the city. Suddenly, it starts to drizzle. How strange. It was so beautiful outside. I was about 15 minute
Towards the end of my "sweet dream," which most likely will be the source through which I will end up in a brothel or even worse, in organ trafficking, I could hear and feel everything, only I couldn't move. I felt as though I had been administered an anesthetic or drugs. I hear the front and rear doors of the car open and close, then the one on my side opens. I feel myself being pulled into someone's arms. I try to open my eyes, which, due to the substances injected into my body, seem like a huge effort, and just before I manage to, I fall asleep again. I grope with my hand the space I am placed on and realize it's a bed. I try to open my eyes again, and this time I succeed, but they feel very dry as if they were filled with sand. I blink a little and notice that my mouth is dry too. I feel as though all my senses are parched.-I think you have a very dry mouth; a glass of water would help you,I startle at the sound of the voice, which, if we were in a different situation, I
I don't know what to believe. I don't know what to do. What if the psychopath in front of me is right and I'm really in danger? Maybe those who are after me have already found my family?-But my family? Will they be in danger?-Are you serious right now? he asks me as if I had asked him "how's the weather outside.-Yes, do you think I'm joking about this?-I don't know, he says, taking his place again in the armchair next to the bed.-Then let me leave. I can't let anything happen to my family because of me.-Sweetheart, stay in bed and don't make me angry more than I already am, he tells me through gritted teeth.-I don't understand why you don't understand me. I want my family to be safe.-If I let you leave, you'll be killed at best. You're the one who doesn't understand me.-I know, but at least that way, those people won't be after my family anymore.-But you'll die or worse.-And why do you care? Just let me go, please, I say with tears in my eyes.-I won't do that, but if i