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Made for Him

In a world where the press is the only way to hide the dirty undercover lives of the mafia, what happens when a contractual marriage is arranged between The head of the sicillian mafia and the daughter of The Lucchese Family, the only thing in the way of their love is their pride. Preview "I'm not one of your hoes that can't keep my legs closed, get used to it Luciano"

IT_IS_SHE · Urban
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17 Chs

Chapter Seven| Mr Anonymous

Luca's P.O.V

I watched as she walked away, her hips swaying, her gown was both modest and immodest at the same time, it clung to every inch of her body.

A bit of her cleavage could be seen in front of the dress but it touched the ground, and had a nice beige colour to it. 

She turned around, making me look away, a blush creeping up to my face.

I stood next to my car, on the large grounds of the Lucchese estate, the pavement floor dented by a bullet shot, a bullet lying down next to it.

Running my hand through my hair I grunted, Alessia's beige Audi speeding past me.

My train of thoughts changed their pacing, my mind wondering how close that bullet was to hitting her.

'Is this some kind of warning?' I asked myself, walking to the driver's seat of my car.

Carlos and Francesco got me all the information I need on the Lucchese family and my father got me even more, so who could be targeting her?

Or me maybe?

I shook my head, no use crying over spilled milk.

I got into the seat of my black Bugatti, tossing my bag in the back seat as I sped out of the estate.

My thoughts kept shifting, Alessia's sweet smell kept jumping into my mind, and I completely shook off the thought of her.

What is wrong with me today?

I collected my thoughts, running my hand through my hair for like the tenth time today.

Something started to vibrate against my leg, I looked down to see my phone, the black case making it almost invisible.

I picked up my phone, keeping one hand on the car wheel, I looked at the caller ID, I immediately picked up the phone.

"Luca, what's up?" His voice came from the phone.

"I'm not in the mood," I said not letting them speak.

"You're in a mood today," The voice replied.

"You'll be in a mood when I break your arm" I snapped, the other side of the phone going silent.

"Good. bye." hanging up the call and putting my eyes on the road in front of me, trying to clear my head, more particularly, clear someone out of my head.

UNKNOWN P.O.V

I positioned my sniper on the roof of the main building that was directly in front of the yards, I had a clear view of the whole place.

The large circular patch of grass that was perfectly placed in the middle of the pavemented grounds.

Expensive cars were parked all around the place, from a 2023 Bugatti, down to 2022 Audi, to a 2023 Lamborghini.

Bodyguards and watchmen were positioned at ever corner of the mansion, outside and inside, they all wore black suits with a white shirts, their stances were firm, but quater of them couldn't even throw a good punch.

I smiled, my target was standing perfectly still, but he was too close to her.

I couldn't risk shooting her unless I was ready to die myself, I looked through the glass of my rifle, looking directly at him.

Luciano Bianchi, my target and Alessia Lafita Lucchese and the reason he is my target, what was so enchanting about her?

What type of woman is she to be the cause of an outbreak of war, what made her so special that even the heartless would bend the world for her?

I continued to watch her, she seemed to be angry, Luca seemed calm while she looked stressed and calm at the same time.

I watched her, if I could ever asked her those questions, I reckon she would answer with the simple sentence 'I make myself special'.