Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave
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"You are just like them, you are no different than your family," I say brimming with tears. "Rachel I’m sorry" He says walking over to me "No, don’t you dare come any closer to me. I hate you, Richie, I fucking hate you, Richard Maranzano" I yell summoning all the energy in me to stand up. I always wanted to know everything about the Maranzano family and now that I know, it hurts more than the memories did. Perhaps it’s because my whole life was a lie, or because I never was ready to know the truth or because my heart still beats for my mother’s killer. ——————————————————————————— Rachel green is a simple lady whose life evolves around, parties, one-night stands, and research. Mafia Research. Ten years ago, Rachel witnessed her mom being killed by the youngest Mafia king which is no doubt from the Maranzano family. For that, she hated Mafias but in particular, she hated the Maranzano family and had sworn to ruin the life of Richie Maranzano who she thinks shot her mom to her death grave. Richie Maranzano is every woman’s dream, well, except for Rachel Green. He is a no-nonsense boss, arrogant, and very ambitious. When Rachel became his secretary she tries to hide her hated towards him for a while but what happens when Richie suddenly walks up and proposes marriage to her?
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Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 61
~ RICHIE’S POVI wake up to the same throbbing headache I feel every day. I groan, turning around, I lay on my stomach with the pillow covering my head. I know I shouldn’t be taking too much alcohol every day but I have no choice, it’s the one thing in my life that makes me feel better, the only thing that makes me sleep at night. Turning around, I begin to drown myself in the blissful sleep I badly need but the sun shines through my window and lands its ray directly on my face forbidding me from getting that sleep. I turn away from the ray of sunshine and try to sleep but it just didn’t happen. I release a groan. I guess I need something heavy to get me to sleep. I sit up from bed and stretch my arms and as a yawn escapes my mouth, I already feel like I’m going to hate this day like I do every single day. I turn around and grab my leftover bottle of whiskey. Taking a sip out of it, I feel a wave of nausea wash over me. I try to hold it back but just like every morning it defeated me
Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 60
My heart is pounding as I try to figure out who had spoken. I look around and see Alexander walking down the aisle. My face twisted in a look of total bewilderment and confusion. But then, suddenly, softens when I see a familiar face behind him. My heart stops for a moment as my balance loosens making me step back a little. My brain stops functioning momentarily and I feel like I’m losing my mind. No, It can’t be possible, my eyes must be deceiving me. He is not who I think he is. I feel my heart racing at a sudden speed as they walk closer to me. I take a complete look at him. My eyes bulge and my heart rate speeds up. "Da-dd?" I mumble, my voice trembling with emotion.His eyes meet mine and I see sadness and concern in them. "Delilah." He calls me by my first name, his voice filled with emotion."Ezra," Richie says, profoundly. His voice echoes in my head and I feel a sense of tension in the air."What?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper. He’s Ezra? That can’t be possible, he
Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 59
~ RACHEL’S POVDear Richie,I never thought I will feel anything for you other than hate. I thought my hatred for you will spread throughout my body and that I will only get joy when I see you in pain but now I know that’s just a phase. I cannot see you in any kind of suffering without my heart burning. You mean so much to me. You’re my heart, my soul, and everything that makes me happy. With you around, everything seems to be perfect even the worst things. I just want to let you know how much I love you and how much you mean to me but words keep failing me as I try to do that. You are the love of my entire existence, you made me realize I have more than just one purpose, and you've shown me more love than I ever could have imagined. You've filled every part of my heart and soul with your love, and I'm so grateful for every moment we spend together.From the bottom of my heart, Richie. I say that no matter what happens, what changes, I will always love you and I will always be there
Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 58
~ PAPA’S POVI push the door open and hear the familiar creak before shutting it behind me. The darkness of the room engulfs me, so I make my way forward and fumble for the light switch. Finally finding it, I flip it on and the first person I see is the man tied to a chair."Hello, old friend. [Ciao, vecchio amico.]" I say walking toward the table. I take my taser and check if it’s fully charged, once confirmed. I walk over to him, pull a chair and sit in front of him. Releasing a deep breath I see how he’s sleeping peacefully as if nothing matters anymore. It’s almost like the world fades away around him and he worries. I hate to see him at peace, at least not when his daughter's life is about to crumble into pieces. It’s so not fair how is he sleeping peacefully on this uncomfortable chair while I can not sleep on the most comfortable bed ever. Life should not be this unfair, at least not to me. I am the Mafia King, I get whatever I want from whoever I want. I look between him and
Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 57
Next weekend comes as quickly as I had hoped. I am currently at the hotel where the ceremony will take place. Marta’s assistant; Layla is almost done with my makeup and I can’t wait for her to be done. I have been sitting in one place for over two hours all in the name of makeup. I told her I don’t want heavy makeup but still, she was taking so much time, I wonder how many hours she would have took if I had wanted heavy makeup."I’m almost done, just a touch of blush and we will be done." She says for the second time.I don’t say a word and I sigh relaxing my back on the chair. As I sit there, I can't help but feel a sense of anticipation building inside me. I've been looking forward to this weekend for so long, and now that it's finally here, I can hardly contain my excitement. Despite my eagerness to get started, I try to remain patient as Layla puts the finishing touches on my makeup. I don't want to rush her, but at the same time, I can't help but wonder how much longer it will ta
Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 56
I wake up to a sharp and intense pain in my stomach that makes me curl up in a ball. I groan feeling the pain getting worse. I release a heavy breath holding onto my stomach hoping the pain will go away but it doesn’t.Groaning, I turn around and I feel my stomach crumple painfully. My eyes shoot open and I immediately realize what it means. It’s that time of the month. "Oh shit!" I screech taking the covers off. I quickly grab my pantie, towel, and toiletries from the mini wardrobe before I head into the bathroom to clean myself up. I locked the bathroom door so Richie doesn’t get in, not that he’s done that before but I don’t want to take a risk.I so much hate this time of the month, I mean the whole deal about it is so stressful and exhausting. Not to mention, the annoying painful cramps, mood swings, flow, overflow, and worse, the stain. I just hate it, it’s too much to handle. I sometimes wish there was a way to make it easier, but I know that it's just something I have to deal
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My eyes slowly begin to open as the morning light filter through the window. I groan sleepy, stretching my arms as a yawn escapes my mouth. I had a really good sleep last night. Richie and I crashed the night at a nearby hotel because it was raining, and heading back home would be a long journey since my apartment is miles away from the cemetery. Speaking of the cemetery, I cannot be grateful enough to Richie, It felt like a blessing to visit my mom. Her presence was divine and when I spoke to her, I felt at ease; something I haven’t felt for a really long time. You know that feeling when you thought you lost everything and then you realize you’re not alone; I felt it and I liked it. I guess when life throws a ball at you, you either dodge it or hold onto it. I held onto mine and I guess it’s not that heavy. Taking a deep breath, I take a moment to savor the feeling of being fully awake before I stretch again, feeling the stiffness in my muscles begins to fade away. I grab my phone f
Unwanted Mafia King: digging my beloved’s grave Chapter 54
As we drive, I glance over at Richie, his gaze is fixed on the road and his expression is unreadable. We have been on the road for almost thirty minutes now, and I have no idea where we are headed. I try to ask Richie, but he just brushes me off, saying it’s better seen than heard. I still have no idea what that means but I know it gets me more worried.The silence between us is starting to get to me, and I can't help but feel a little anxious. I fold my hands in my lap as I twirl my thumbs around each other. I have never been this nervous before. My heart is beating as fast as it was earlier, I’ve known Richie for a long time now but this is the first time he’s ever spoken to me in such a profound tone, I have never seen him this serious before and that is the main reason why I agreed to come along with him, I have to see what he wanted to show me. A few minutes later, Richie pulls the car at a cemetery. I turn to look at him, confused and more than a little unnerved. "Why are we her
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