Semua Bab The Mafia's Dark Obsession: Bab 191 - Bab 196

Isabella's soft sobs were the only sound in the room after Antonio fell unconscious. She tried to move towards him, to touch him, to hold him, but skull mask dragged her back viciously. "What a touching sight." Salvatore chuckled. "I probably would have been moved, if I still had a heart."He wiped the blood off his gun and tucked it away. When Isabella raised her head and glared at him, he grinned. "Don't worry, little whore." He said. "I may not kill you after all. You are a rare beauty, and I see why my son is obsessed. You will make a good fuck mate.""I would rather die." Isabella snarled. "I would rather take my own life than let the murderer of my parents lay a finger on me."The grin disappeared from Salvatore's face. He took a step closer to her, his cane thomping the floor hard. "What did you say?" He hissed. "Look me in the eye and tell me you don't remember killing a Spanish couple." Isabella continued. "Pablo and Adriana, whom you murdered in cold blood, right in fro

Three Months Later. ~~~~~~~~~Isabella peered through the tinted windows of the limo, staring at the beach which was decorated beautifully. Stringed lights shimmered like stars, hanging over the several decorated pillars mounted on either side. A love-shaped arc stood between the pillars, covered in several exotic flowers. There were a few chairs too, draped in plain white linen. The sky gradually darkened as night fell, and a soft wind carried the smell of the ocean. A few guests stood around the beach, chatting and laughing happily. She recognized most of them. Anita and Annika, and a few other friends from school. Shantelle, Emilio and Don Vincenzo Bianchi, Antonio's friend. There was Mario, dressed in an immaculate black tux, conversing with Marcello, Henry and Montero. Antonio was nowhere to be seen. There were other guests whom she didn't recognize. Frankie, a Priest named Vikram who was from India, and a few others she had never seen. She sighed and looked away, gently

Esmee staggered into the hotel room, giggling hysterically. She had an arm draped around Mario's shoulder, clutching him tightly. She had changed into a short red gown for the after-party, and it was on the verge of slipping off her shoulders. She bumped her head as Mario helped her into the room. "Ouch.""Sorry, my love. Did it hurt?" He rubbed the spot quickly, but instead, she laughed. "What's so funny?" He asked as he shut the door with his foot and helped her to the bed. "I tripped on the stairs." She said amidst laughter. "It was hilarious."Mario took off her heels and massaged her toes. He looked at her silently, her flushed face and reddened cheeks. Even in her disheveled state, she was beautiful. "What?" She asked with a giggle. "Why are you staring at me that way?""You're beautiful." Mario smiled. "But you're also drunk. Remind me never to take you clubbing again.""You've got to be kidding me." She fell back on the bed and sighed. "Ask Isabella, she'll tell you. I l