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75. A Date with Andrew.
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Living with the Enemy. 76. Regain our Upper hand.
Salvatore.I took a deep drag on my cigar, enjoying the rich, smoky flavor as I lounged in the plush armchair. The room was filled with beautiful women, all dressed in elegant gowns and dripping with jewels. The air was thick with the scent of expensive cigars and fine wine, and I felt a sense of satisfaction wash over me.But my peace was soon interrupted as the door bursted open and Bruno Amato stormed in, shouting obscenities in a mix of Italian and English. I felt a frown form on my face as I took in his flushed complexion, the veins on his head standing out vividly, and the sweat pouring down his face. I knew better than to ask what the problem is, but I did it anyway, knowing full well that it was only going to make things worse."You seem agitated. What's the problem, alpha?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm."That traitor, Deangelo. He's been poking his nose where it doesn't belong again." he said still pacing back and forth."What do you mean?" I asked, even though I was
Living with the Enemy. 77. Go back home.
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Living with the Enemy. 78. Make all your Enemies Disappear.
Sofia.I have been put in a solitary confinement due to my troubles being too much and how I am dangerous to have a roommate, or so they said.My room was now a small, stark cell, devoid of any personal touches or comforts. The walls were made of gray, cold concrete, with no windows to allow natural light or fresh air in. The only source of light came from a harsh, fluorescent bulb hanging from the ceiling, casting an unrelenting glare on everything in the room. The door was thick and made of steel, with a small rectangular window through which the staff can observe me. There were no other openings or air vents, making the air inside stuffy and stale.The silence was deafening, with no sound except for the hum of the air conditioning. The bed, if it could even be called that, was a thin, uncomfortable mattress placed on a metal frame bolted to the floor. The only other piece of furniture in the room is a small, metal toilet and sink combo that was just barely functional.There was no
Living with the Enemy. 79. Now a Couple.
Mia.As I walked into the classroom on Monday morning, my heart was pounding in my chest. I knew that Andrew was going to sit next to me, and even though we had been dating for a few weeks now, I still couldn't believe that he actually liked me. I had never had a boyfriend before, and the idea of being part of a couple was both thrilling and terrifying. Mia's heart races as Andrew makes his way towards her, leaving his own seat to sit beside her.I felt my cheeks heat up as Andrew walked towards me, his backpack slung over one shoulder. It was Monday, and I was still adjusting to the reality that Andrew and I were now a couple. As he approached me, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. When he reached my desk, he smiled and slid into the seat next to me. I felt y cheeks turn bright red as he leaned in to kiss me on the cheek. I knew that everyone in the room was watching us, and I couldn't help feeling self-conscious. I wasn't used to being the center of attention, and the fact
Living with the Enemy. 80. The alpha's Arrival.
Elena.I woke up early today, ready to start my day with a morning run as usual. I laced up my shoes and headed out the door, but as soon as I heard that the alpha was coming back home, everything else faded away from my mind. I couldn't focus on the music in my ears or the rhythm of my footsteps anymore. The thought of him coming back home filled me with a nervous energy that I could not shake.As I ran, my mind raced with all the things I would say or do when he arrived. I replayed our last conversation on the phone over and over again, trying to glean any insight into what he might be thinking. I did not know how I was supposed to face him after that erotic phone sex that we had shared with each other where we touched ourselves and moaned into the phone. Heck! I could not even believe how much he affected me, how I always felt like a completely different person around him.As the time for the alpha’s arrival approached, I couldn't help but feel nervous. Even Mrs Cali was very busy
Living with the Enemy. 81. Erased from their lives.
Erased from their lives. Sofia. I was pulled along forcefully by the men, feeling dizzy and confused as I tried to gather my thoughts. It was hard to believe what was happening to me. Just moments ago, I was trapped in a psychiatric hospital, constantly monitored by doctors and nurses. And now, I found myself being taken to an old, deserted train station by a group of men led by a mysterious man named Bruno Amato. My heart raced as we finally reached the abandoned train station. The walls were peeling, and the air smelled of decay. I looked around, trying to make sense of my surroundings, but my mind felt hazy and slow. The cold breeze brushed against my skin, and the rusty train tracks emitted an eerie sound as we walked towards our destination. The men brought me to a dark and damp corner of the station, and suddenly, Bruno spoke up. His voice grated on my already frazzled nerves. He ordered one of his men to get water, and to my horror, he poured the entire bucket over my head. I
Living with the Enemy. 82. Let go of the past.
Deangelo. I had been back for a week now and things were starting to fall back into place. The house had resumed its usual routine. I had just finished reading a report from one of my clients when I heard a burst of energy coming from outside my study. I looked up to see my five-year-old son, Diego, sprinting into the room with a huge grin on his face. I could not help but smile at the sight of my son's excitement. "Dad, Dad, guess what?" Diego exclaimed, breathless from his sprint, his eyes wide with anticipation. "What is it, Diego?" I asked, setting aside my work. "My new friend invited me to a carnival in town tonight!" Diego exclaimed, jumping up and down. My smile faded, replaced with a look of concern. I was always nervous about letting my children out of the house except it had to do with somewhere close enough or school generally, especially with the recent security threats. However, before I could even express his doubts, Elena walked into the study behind Diego. "Dieg
Living with the Enemy. 83. Andrew's House.
Mia. My heart raced in my chest as I sat at the dinner table, anxiously fidgeting with the napkin in my lap. The weight of my deceit weighed heavily on my conscience, and I couldn't shake the guilt that consumed me. I had lied to my dad, telling him I was going to a friend's house to work on a group project, but instead, I found myself sitting at Andrew's house, sharing a meal with his parents. When Andrew first invited me, my anxiety soared. I knew his mom had a disapproving attitude towards me, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I was merely there to be judged and criticized. However, Andrew insisted that his mom was difficult with everyone, and he reassured me that she wouldn't even remember the names of half the students she had punished. I couldn't help but retort that she would likely remember me since Andrew had defended me against her in the past. But Andrew's pouting and guilt-tripping wore me down, and I eventually gave in to his persistence. Now, sitting at the dinner
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