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CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
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Marrying Into The Mafia PROLOGUE
RAPHAEL’S VIEW POINTGiovanna and I were on the balcony of a prestigious penthouse in Central Paris, having a candle lit dinner. I stared at her from the other side of the table, keeping my gaze fixed on her eyes and not allowing it to drop to her low-cut dress. We wanted to have a dinner like a normal couple, and talk about our future without having to be naked, in each other’s arms. Giovanna cocked her head to the side and regarded my uneasy expression, smiling when she noticed my struggle to remain celibate for just one night.“What’s wrong, baby? You haven’t touched your steak panzanella.” She commented, smirking at me. I gulped, knowing I was going to regret my reply to her words. I had been the one complaining about being too erotic, now look at me, wanting nothing more than to ravish her on the spot.“Maybe I’m not in the mood for steak panzanella.” I said with all the calmness I could muster, looking
Marrying Into The Mafia CHAPTER ONE
RAPHAEL’S VIEW POINTI was woken up by the alarm I had set last night, fumbling to turn it off while Giovanna groaned tiredly. I carefully took her leg from my torso but she resisted, wrapping her arm around me. I laughed, not believing she had the energy to protest after last night.“Do you have to go?” She asked, kissing my arm lightly. I looked at the ceiling, considering losing my job and staying with my beautiful fiancée. But someone needed to pay the bills and get her designer. I had taken several weeks away from office out of my own laziness but the workload had caught up to me and I had a meeting with the CEO today, wanting to discuss promotions and demotions. I was one step away from becoming the assistant CEO of the company. I just needed to prove myself yet again and boast about my commendable progress compared to the rest of the workers. Missing the meeting was going to be a big down-turn for me.“Yes, Gia. But I will c
Marrying Into The Mafia CHAPTER TWO
RAPHAEL’S VIEW POINT “Tell him that Igor Bortsov wants his beloved back.” I said calmly, making Giovanna’s head whip to me. She went wide eyed as she took in my exhausted self, proving that she knew nothing about my attack. I felt relieved, my fear of being alone in my relationship abolished. Giovanna rushed to me, touching my torso lightly while examining my face. I smiled warmly, her care making it seem like I was completely healed. “Orsetto! What happened? Who did this to you?” She asked frantically, whipping around to who I supposed was her brother. “Were you the one, Pietro?” “No.” He replied simply, studying me intently. He was a middle aged man with already balding hair, having dark features, just like Giovanna, and putting on a cheerful expression, even though I knew he wanted me dead. From the argument I had heard them having, Giovanna had apparently gone away from home to be with me. I wasn’t one to support improper behaviours but she was running from a life of crime and
Marrying Into The Mafia Author's Note: Slow Updates.
Hello, my name is Hillary😃 I'm a Nursing Student, still in my first year, but my timetable is hectic. Because of this, I will be updating two chapters a week, on weekends (for now). I have exams this week, so it's a bit difficult to write without interfering with my studies. But when I'm done, I'll update as often as possible! I'm more than happy to have been given this opportunity. I love writing and I've never been able to share it with the world. But now I can! Please remember to leave comments. The feedback is greatly appreciated. Goodbye!
Marrying Into The Mafia CHAPTER THREE
RAPHAEL’S VIEW POINT Giovanna and I went about our day without speaking. We couldn’t even look at each other when we separated from the brief hug we shared after Pietro had left. I sought refuge in the library while she occupied the bedroom, most likely waiting for me to come in. I didn’t want to, so I tried very hard to sleep comfortably on the couch where I was. There was a blanket and a throw pillows here, all I needed to rest until I could gather my thoughts. My plan unfortunately failed after I woke up to stiff joints and an aching neck. I had no other choice than to go back upstairs. I had two guest rooms, but the beds were still wrapped in nylon since my move last month and I didn’t have the energy to take them off tonight. I carefully opened the door to the bedroom, hoping Giovanna was asleep. Fortunately, she wasn’t even in bed. I peeked inside and scanned around, seeing the space empty. Not sure if she was in the ensuite bathroom, I went to t
Marrying Into The Mafia CHAPTER FOUR
RAPHAEL’S VIEW POINTGiovanna and I came out after the whole office had been deserted. True to my word, she wasn’t able to walk on her own after our erotic session. Mascara was running down her face and she refused to let me wipe it, saying any touch from me would result in us staying till the next morning, and she was exhausted. I was too, but the idea of fucking Giovanna again brought shivers to my spine and a burst of adrenaline to flow through out my body.“Don’t give me that look.” She laughed when I showed her the ruined dress she had worn here. I laughed and placed it in the bin, taking off my jacket for her. She accepted it and covered up, needing to lean on my table for support. I regarded her makeshift outfit when she was done, impressed by how simple, yet daringly sexy it was. What made it better was seeing the faint bruises on her thighs and the love bites on her chest. She handed her purse to me and took my arm, steadyin
Marrying Into The Mafia CHAPTER FIVE
RAPHAEL’S VIEW POINT “Hello, Mr. Yves.” Giovanna made her presence known, standing in the doorway with a sultry posture. I spared her a glance and hummed in response, turning back to my computer. I was engrossed in my work and wasn’t in the mood for any strenuous activities- What was I saying? This was Giovanna for God’s sake. Even if I was bed-ridden, I would still strive to pleasure her the best way I could. I sighed outwardly when I finally accepted that I was angry with her for pushing all this on me. I loved Giovanna and wanted to spend the rest of my life with her, but a cartel was not a joke. Undoubtedly, we were going to be subjected to danger at some point. And we couldn’t forget about the Russian mafia that had attacked me merely four days ago. It was all too much, too fast, and she didn’t even seem interested in my feelings concerning the situation. “I'm very sure you heard me, Raphael.” Giovanna said lowly, obviously offended by my lack of interest. I hum
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Hi guys! I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Unfortunately, my schedule didn't let up and I let school get the most of me. To make up for my inactive time, I'll update regularly through the week. I also have a huge writer's block rn so the update might take a few days. Nonetheless, I'll try to update as often as possible to satisfy my readers. Please don't forget to vote, comment, and share. It means a lot to me. Once again, I apologise for my absence and I will strive to put in more work this week. Thank you for reading, Hillary.
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