Chapter 21: Adriano's POV (Control Freak & His Bidding)"I'm arrogant? You beat someone up, I shoot him. You hold me close in the car, you treat my wound, then you ignore me like a child. I am simply trying to call you to order. That is my duty as your wife!" She spat as though her ego had been hurt."I do not need you to call me to order!" I retorted. "I act and call shots on my own terms." I didn't need Serena to tell me what to do. I simply tried not to vent on her, but now she asks for trouble and I had no problem giving it to her."By ignoring problems? That's cowardly," she mocked. Those words sounded so familiar; my father said the same to me. It only pissed me off."Do you want to know how I run my mafia?"The only way to control a woman without physical torture is sex. My father's words rang in my ear."I don't give a damn about that anymore, just let me go!" She snapped. I could see she was struggling, and it pleased me. It pleased me.I wrapped my hand around her neck, apply

Chapter 23: Going for a raid.Unfortunately, the plan didn't go well. It was too dark, and Stefano almost harmed Gia when he fell off the bed, nearly injuring his arm."Argggg!" Stefano groaned."I'm so sorry!" Evonne exclaimed, flicking the light switch. "Are you okay?""Are you alright?" I darted to Gia, lifting her up."I'm alright," Stefano said sarcastically, rubbing his arm."Sorry, it was my fault.""Says who? Don't take the blame, Evonne. I just wanted to introduce Gia to you, Stefano.""In the dark, boss?""Yes," I shrugged. "Pretty, isn't she?" I moved her closer to Stefano."Y-yes, boss." He moved back, away from her."Gia, meet Stefano. Stefano, this is Gia, our new friend," I grinned.He gave a little smile. "Touch her so she can get used to you." He tried to do as I said, but Gia growled before barking really loud, as if she was telling him to immediately back off."You look aggressive; she won't warm up to you." I slightly pulled her leash. "Come here, mi amore." And she

Chapter 25: Still IsIt was time to prepare to play the perfect Mafia wife, except that I'd be writing my script. I'm not going to allow anyone to look down on me. They'll expect me to walk around following him or stay put. I didn't care that I had to be perfect for Adriano like Maria said, sure I was going to be hiding my intentions but I'd never shy away from my true nature.After Evonne helped me properly straighten my hair and styled it with pretty pins, I excused her so I could dress myself. I was going for simple yet elegant. Obsessed with black clothing, I chose the black one-piece cotton long blazer formal dress. The heels were not what I wanted, I wasn't so tall so I fancied lengthy heels to accentuate my height.I picked out my plain black heels, Rafaelle got them for me. He's really the best godfather anyone could ever ask for. Too much jewelry wasn't going to do. I liked showing off my beautiful neckline and collarbones so I wore a simple customized chain with Serena on it

Chapter 27: Luca Di SalvoMy plan to get more champagne failed, as dinner commenced immediately after the toast. I went with Adriano and got the grilled steak along with some red wine. After that, Adriano had to say hi to the guests, and my legs were starting to ache from standing and walking for so long."Are you tired, Bella?" Adriano noticed."No, I just need more champagne," I groaned."Waiter!" He summoned a waiter. "Get my wife some champagne.""How many glasses?" he whispered to me."One will do," I whispered back. That was a glass I needed a lot more than one; the brand they served was so good. I jolted in alert as someone tapped me from behind.My jaw dropped as I saw Rosaline, Grace's daughter, aka the one I grew up with, aka Maria's favorite assassin."Don Adri," I marveled at the voice that came out from the tall hunk beside her; she must've been on a mission. I felt bad for the hunky who was to die."Ro-""Serena," she stopped me from calling her by her code name. She alwa

Chapter 29: Missing Pieces"Ugh." I woke up with a terrible hangover. Sitting up, I rubbed my temple and massaged the sides of my head with both hands. Taking in my surroundings, I came to my senses. The party! Rosaline! My champagne! Adriano!"You're up." His voice made me turn my head. His wet hair fell flat, sticking to his forehead. Water dropped from his hair to his face and then to his exposed chest. The bathrobe gave an excellent view of how well-toned his upper body was. He gently wiped his face with a small face towel."Yeah." He stared at me with an expression I couldn't fathom. I prayed within me that I hadn't done something stupid at the party. I tried hard at that moment, but it remained impossible to remember anything from when I bumped into a man. That man, there was something ominous about him I wished I knew what it was. I wished to remember him vividly."You're sober, yet your attention isn't on me?" I didn't notice how fast he moved from the bathroom door to hovering