All Chapters of Sinful Vows: The Mafia's Unholy Union : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

AUTHOR’S NOTE If you’re reading this part right now, I want to use this medium to thank you for choosing to read this book, it means a lot to me. Your support is very paramount and I’d appreciate it if you drop comments and votes. Giving feedback makes me feel seen and inspires me to write better chapters. Note: I promised to tell the story of Guilia and Vladimir, so here it is. It can be read as a stand-alone. TRIGGERS This book contains imagery that a few readers might find disconcerting. Things like bullying, strong language, explicit scenes (highly consensual) are strongly present in most chapters. PROLOGUE GUILIA TWO YEARS AGO The music blasted loudly from the speakers while my feet dragged on wobbly to the last table before the door. Suddenly my eyes were trained on the outline of a man who looked too familiar to be ignored. His arms were placed comfortably on the fluffy rails of the sofa, his eyes fixed on the strippers who didn't stop twirling their semi-nude bod

Chapter 2 Guilia My eyes blurred with fury, my face tightening as I fought to school my expression into calmness. The murmurs had heightened and I could see Father jolting to his feet while mother tried to prevent him from coming over to us. Tsk. As if that would work. Vladimir made his way to us in confident and cocky strides. It was two years already, but his irksome ego hadn't diminished one bit. How dare he disrupt my wedding with his lies? After hurting me over and over again, he just had to barge in here and cause a ruckus. Raising Dalian alone in a strange country where I didn't have anyone was very hard, but I scaled through and had already adjusted to my new schedule until my cousin found me by chance at the market and told my parents about my situation. They'd suggested I get married to Alessio who was more than willing to get married to me. I wasn't happy because I'd never be able to love him, but at least, I was assured of protection for my son. "What are you

Chapter 4GuiliaMy eyes were still tightly blindfolded by the black cloth that had been on my face all day or night. I couldn't say what time it was. I couldn't tell where we were but the whole place smelled of piss, rotten food and cigarettes.The offensive odour clogged my nostrils and I shuddered as bile rose to my throat. I tried my best not to barf and annoy my captors.They had warned me throughout the journey to wherever we were right now to be a good girl and not mess things up if I didn't want to incur their wrath.So even though my stomach felt like it was being ripped into pieces and my blood had almost stopped circulating, I still had to act strong until they released me.Soon enough, a hand came upon my face and the blindfold loosened. I let out a deep sigh of relief.My captor frowned at me, kicking a polythene bag carelessly at me. I tried to ignore the vein bulging at his temple and decided to focus on the bag he just kicked my way."What's that?" I glanced distrustin

Chapter 6VladimirI shouldn’t have let the words slip out of my mouth, but I felt better after letting it out. I’d come to Chicago with the intention of taking Guilia and Dalian back to Seattle with me, after finding out that she had a son which I was absolutely sure belonged to me. Now a lot of things had happened and even seeing my son seemed like an impossibility and all of these had brought me to a decision–I’d go to any length to have them again no matter how long it took.“Aren’t you going to say anything?” I questioned impatiently.She pursed her lips, her forehead creased with disapproval. “You should go check what went wrong with the jeep, shouldn’t you?” She deflected.I nodded and hopped out of the car. Smoke was creeping through the bonnet and billowing into the air. That wasn’t a good sign in any way. The engine was smoking hot by the time I lifted the bonnet and hinged it against an iron rod. “The engine is knocked,” I announced, secretly happy that we were going to

Chapter 8VladimirThe morning came by quickly with the sun casting its first hesitant rays on my face. I flashed my eyes open to stare at the most gorgeous woman that had shared the bed with me last night, but her side of the bed was vacant. A faint smile pulled at my lips as I stretched then crawled out of the bed and steered off to the bathroom, but I was met with an unused, empty space.My heart fluttered and not in a good way. Several thoughts brushed past my mind as I tossed on my shirt and veered into the living room. What if she had been kidnapped again and I was too deep asleep to protect her? If that was the case then our host wouldn’t live longer than two minutes.I stalked into the living room, my face heating with a rage I had no idea how to tame.“Where’s she, my wife?” I barked at the man who busied himself with sharpening a fighting knife. How did it not cross my mind that he could have lots of dangerous weapons in his house and he could use it against us any time?He