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The scar

“Did you just call my wife a whore?” That question echoed in their minds. Their expressions of shock and astonishment were so intense in response to that question. They had been continuously making fun of their master's wife. Amira suppressed her pride so Andrea would not notice it. She is careful not to give the impression that she was pleased by his appearance . “Can't you speak?” His eyebrows furrowed as he inquired. “She…I had no idea she was thought..” She stuttered a lot, and Amira noticed a different side of Andrea that sent chills down her spine. Was he really that cold when he got angry? Before long, Brenda and Kate walked in, looking pretty scared. It was unexpected to see Amira in the kitchen, which caught them off guard. "We apologize, boss, but we didn't.." Kate brought it up, but Andrea shot her a glare. “Take Amira to her room, right now!” he said, and out of fear, Brenda held a confused Amira there. Amira could not help but feel more curious about what h

Honeymoon

Ever since Andrea found out about Amira's scar, he had been going to her room, fully aware of how he had hurt her. It was not surprising to see how she reacted; after all, he was not really the kind of guy who craved love. The kind of person who had placed a greater emphasis on being feared than on being loved was the kind of person he was. Her words to leave her room flooded his mind, and he was suddenly filled with a strange kind of anger. “Fetch Rico.” He told Kira while lounging on the couch in his room, looking as majestic as ever. “Yes boss, I was told to come.” She left after bowing and bringing Rico, who was wearing a worried expression. "I want you to call Noah to prepare my private jet after I get my car ready because I am going underground." “Alright boss.” Rico responded and found a way to slip out of the room. Andrea stood up, gazing out the window, his mind buzzing with thoughts. He had to go handle the defaulters who were trying to steal from him. The “und

One condition

“No what? I don't understand…” When Amira realized what he meant, her smile faded.Italy? Despite the fact that she had a desire to travel outside of the country, she had not been able to do so because she was married to a man who had taken her against her will.If she were to go there, it would be dangerous for her to escape because she did not know anyone and she had nowhere to go.“I…. can't. Do we have to travel anywhere? Can't we do it here?" Andrea remained silent as he continued to fix his gaze intently on hers. In light of the fact that he had already decided what he felt about her and that nothing could change his mind, he exited the room.With her head buried in her thoughts, Amira walked back and forth. She had to run, she had to get away. On the other hand, it was only a honeymoon, right? What would happen if he took her there and never brought her back? She would never be able to realize her dreams again.“Ouch!” She mumbled to herself, trying to figure out what to do n

The trip 1

Back in the steamy dark room, the sounds of a grown man wimping and punching could be heard. Andrea lit a cigarette and placed it in his mouth as he surveyed the dark room. As he walked through the dark room, the cries and whimpers became louder. "Boss." When one of his men noticed his sudden appearance, he ran up to him and bowed. Andrea rolled his eyes in annoyance and walked past him, indicating that he did not want to be bothered. "Take me to the bastard," he said, a frown on his face as his men led him into the room. There, the man's screams became more audible, to the point where one could feel his eardrums ripping. “Boss.” Rex mumbled as he walked away from a man tied to the ceiling. There was a burning flame underneath him, giving the impression that he was being burned or cooked alive. He was tied above the flame, but his body was not in it. Not at all. His cries and agonizing moans became more audible as tears and perspiration streamed down his face. “He didn’t wa

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The Trip 2

"Come with me immediately," he said coldly, sending shivers down her spine. Despite her disbelief, she was forced to accompany him. She had to go with her, even though she was in disbelief. When they both reached outside, a limo was waiting for them, pulled up alongside the spacious entrance. "Get into the car and do not argue with me. I am not in the mood for it." Amira's jaw dropped, and the sight of Brenda caught her attention. She brought luggage, which was kept in the trunk of an SUV behind the limousine. Amira was angry and did not know what to say or do. Why was he forcing her to do things she had no desire to do? She had no choice but to surrender. She walked in, tears in her eyes, and sat in the chair opposite him. "Sit beside me," he ordered, and Amira, who was pretending to be a good girl, gave in. After setting everything, the car began to move, accompanied by soft music to complement its silence. It was already sunset when they arrived at the airport. The bodyg

Venice

NOTE: I DO NOT SPEAK ITALIAN AND MAY NOT USE TRANSLATIONS BECAUSE SOME CONTAINS ERRORS, SO PLEASE EXCUSE ME BECAUSE EVERYTHING WOULD BE WRITTEN IN ENGLISH, AND I WOULD INDICATE THE PART THAT WAS MEANT TO BE IN ITALIAN. "Boss, it is the Scarfaces," one of the bodyguards announced, pulling his gun from his pocket. Andrea clung to Amira as tightly as he could, noting how terrified she was at the time. He did not know what to do next; he had not told anyone he was arriving in Italy; how did they know they were there? The Scarfaces were one of his rivals ever since he was crowned gang leader, and their last gunfight ended badly. This time, it was so spontaneous that he never wished Amira would see it, and he is prepared to handle the questions she would pose to him. "Fuck!" he groaned, trailing his pocket in search of his phone while his hands remained on hers. Sounds of exchanged bullets filled the air from his men to his opponents, and the driver was moving as quickly as he could to

Disrespect

The two men, both with guns aimed at each other and serious faces, started laughing, which confused the other men. Ignoring the men's glances, they laughed their way to the reception while dropping their gun in their pocket. "You will continue to amaze me, my friend," Paulo stated. "Why not? What happened to energy matching? Look at my men's faces; they were prepared to attack you. Imagine you raised your gun to shoot me in for real; you would not make it." Andrea responded. “Yeah sure. By the way, I am sorry I didn’t make it to your wedding ; you know I had to be in the office to take over for my brother." "You mean the brother you murdered because you were jealous that he was your father's heir?" Andrea raised the point, choking with laughter. "Oh, please, I didn’t kill him; he poisoned himself, you know, because my father was putting too much pressure on him. He was too weak to call himself a man; he was a softhearted bitch. May his soul rest in peace.” As soon as he said

Share a Secret

"My name is Paulo, and I am a friend to your husband. You are more beautiful than you were described, and your husband is very lucky." Paulo accepted her handshake, held her hands, and kissed her fingers, while Andrea stood there with his brows forming a line in between. "She is very beautiful." Paulo chuckled in a whisper, observing Andrea's irritated expression as he looked only at Amira and found the act she had just performed to be a little offensive. Was he jealous? This gave Amira some satisfaction as she wondered. She had to put on more of an act because she only wanted to irritate Paulo, not because she wanted to cause problems between Andrea and him. "I am always lovely, Paulo, but your friend does not seem to notice. So fucking annoying!" Amira responded, glancing at Andrea, who was standing there with his fist clenched. Paulo gave Andrea a cheeky smile and noticed his glares, which made him laugh. "I am not sure what is going on between you two, but this girl is abso

The Mistress...

(Note that some words will be written in Italian and translated into English. Please let me know if you understand Italian and don't be offended if it is incorrect; I used a translator for it. Thank you.) Brenda distracted herself from her thoughts by clearing her throat. "Do you want to know a secret?" “A secret? What secret?” Amira inquired, successfully capturing her attention. "I understand Italian, so maybe I can accompany you when you go back or escape. Because staying behind while you are gone puts me at risk." Amira hesitated, wondering as Brenda voluntarily let her go. Brenda read her thoughts and said, "You don't want this, don't you. Being forced into a toxic marriage doesn't guarantee you staying there." "Just because you were married for his benefit does not mean you have to tolerate every act, even if you don't want it." Amira pressed her lips and rubbed her temples in response to Brenda's suggestion. A person who longs for freedom would agree, but why now?

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