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The Don's Desire

"Every damn thing in this life come with a price, Mia amata {My beloved}" he ran his fingertips on her cheek, his icy blue orbs peering into her own. "Your reasons why I'm being held captive here?" She inquired, her eyes holding nothing but fear in them. This wasn't the man she knew, this one is totally different - A Mafia "You left me at my worst, you ruined me. Now, it's my turn to do so, Mia amata" he said slowly, a cruel expression on his face. "I'm sorry…" a low whisper tore out of her lips but he let out a laughter, one which didn't seemed to reach his eyes. "It's too late… Too late, Mi amata" his voice rang back in her ears a million times and a tear slipped down her cheek. ••••••••• Adriana Regio never expected herself to fall into the hands of one of the most feared Mafia bosses in Italy - Don Riccardo Moretti. Mafia's were the top leading in wealth and everything. They were feared by all and peasants never wished to cross parts with them. That was Adrianna's case too. But, her case was entirely different in another way. She wasn't sold, bought or anything, but she was held captive to pay for a crime she committed years ago. A crime that haunted her every night, and even though she was held captive by the man she once loved, she couldn't bring herself to tell him a secret she harbored greatly in her heart. "He's our Daddy?" ~ Emeliano questioned. "Not exactly what I expected, he's not my spec" ~ Emelio retorted.

RoyalPraiz · Urban
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44 Chs
#R18
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#MAFIA
#FATE

ADRIANA

Before he could recover from the shock, there was a sudden crash as the front door was locked open, and a group of armed men burst into the house. Gunfire erupted, filling the air with the sound of bullets and screams, as the two groups battled for control.

"Get down!" Theodore yelled, as he and the men scrambled for cover. It was impossible as they were in an open space.

As soon as Theodore finished speaking, the room erupted into chaos. Bullets flew in every direction, and the men ducked for cover. Theodore tried to take aim, but it was impossible to tell friend from foe in the confusion.

The air was thick with smoke and the smell of gunpowder. He could hear his men shouting, but he couldn't tell what they were saying. It was like a nightmare, and he could only hope that they would make it out alive.