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TAKEN BY THE MAFIA Chapter ninety one
SelenaAndreas led us through the enchanting streets of Canada, each corner revealing a new facet of the vibrant city. As we strolled, the conversation effortlessly flowed, blending tales of our professional pursuits with the charm of personal anecdotes.Dinner was a delightful affair at a cozy Canadian bistro. The aroma of delectable dishes filled the air as we settled into our seats. Andreas, ever the gracious host, introduced us to his friend Desmond, a charismatic individual with a penchant for charm.Desmond's eyes sparkled as he greeted me, and his words carried a subtle flirtatious tone. "Selena, Andreas has been raving about you. I must say, the stories don't do justice to your elegance."I chuckled, appreciating the compliment. "Thank you, Desmond. It's a pleasure to meet you."Throughout dinner, Desmond's playful banter continued, adding a lighthearted touch to the evening. Andreas and Angel exchanged amused glances, sensing the friendly flirtation unfolding.Desmond, with a
TAKEN BY THE MAFIA Chapter ninety two
Angel The stormy morning painted the world in shades of gray, the echoes of thunder punctuating the quiet of our temporary sanctuary. Selena and I, drawn together by the shared unease of the previous night's ominous message, found solace in the simplicity of making breakfast amidst the flickering candlelight.As we moved around the dimly lit kitchen, the conversation flowed effortlessly, weaving a tapestry of shared stories and revelations. Selena, with a hint of nostalgia in her voice, began recounting tales of her childhood, a time when she navigated a world quite different from the one we now found ourselves in."Back in my hometown, life wasn't always as serene as this storm," she began, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Believe it or not, there was a phase where I used to wield a gun. Dad insisted I learned to shoot. Said it was a skill every girl should have."I listened intently, intrigued by the unexpected facets of Selena's past. The dance of raindrops on
TAKEN BY THE MAFIA Chapter ninety three
SelenaI woke up to the soft sunlight filtering through the curtains, the remnants of yesterday's adventures still lingering in the air. A sense of contentment washed over me as I recalled the laughter, the circus magic, and the unexpected friendship with Charlie.Deciding to check on Angel, I made my way to his room. The anticipation of another day filled with shared moments turned into concern when I found him in bed, looking pale and unwell. My heart skipped a beat, and a wave of worry swept over me."Angel, you don't look well. What happened?" I asked, my voice filled with genuine concern.He mustered a weak smile, trying to downplay his condition. "I think I just caught a bug. Nothing serious, just need some rest."I couldn't shake off the worry, watching him lie there, visibly exhausted. "Are you sure you don't need anything? I can make you some tea or grab some medicine."He appreciated the gesture but insisted, "I appreciate it, Selena, but I just need some rest. I'll be fine.
TAKEN BY THE MAFIA Chapter ninety four
Angel The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast a warm ambiance across the room, and I found myself marveling at the woman before me. Everything she does makes me want her and love her even more. Her eyes, her motion—she's just the best, and I can't even remember who she is. My memory is refusing to return.In the quiet sanctuary of our makeshift haven, memories seemed to slip through my grasp like elusive specters. But in their absence, a profound connection thrived—a connection that defied the limitations of recollection.As the evening unfolded, Selena's presence became a beacon of comfort amid the uncertainties. The worry etched on her face during that fateful morning transformed into a determined resolve to turn our confined space into a haven of shared moments. It was as if the more memories slipped away, the more our connection asserted its strength."Selena, do you remember the circus?" I asked, a flicker of nostalgia lighting up my eyes.She chuckled, the sound echoing through
TAKEN BY THE MAFIA chapter ninety five
Selena Selena The familiar sights and sounds of Italy welcomed us back, and I couldn't contain my excitement. My heart raced at the thought of seeing my dad, and as soon as we arrived, I practically sprinted to his place.Dinner with Dad was always a cherished tradition, a time to catch up on life and share the bond that transcended any distance. Angel, however, chose not to join us. I could sense the tension between them, the clash of personalities that made it uncomfortable for both."So, Dad, you won't believe the adventures we had in Canada," I began, eager to recount the tales of laughter, magic, and unexpected heartbreak.He chuckled, a warmth in his eyes that mirrored the love only a father could have. "I'm all ears, Selena. Tell me everything."And so, I regaled him with the stories, from the impromptu magic shows in our makeshift haven to the comforting feasts Angel conjured up to lift my spirits. The highs and lows of our journey unfolded in the words I shared, creating a
TAKEN BY THE MAFIA Chapter ninety six
Selena The moonlit night on the beach had woven a spell, and as I watched Selena under the soft glow, I couldn't help but realize the depth of my feelings for her. Her laughter echoed in my mind like a melody, and the way her eyes sparkled in the moonlight seemed to illuminate the darkest corners of my heart.As the waves whispered tales of our shared moments, I found myself captivated by Selena's spirit, her strength, and the way she effortlessly wove magic into our journey. The unspoken connection between us became a thread pulling me closer, and I knew I had fallen in love with her.With the first light of dawn on the horizon, I decided it was time to express what my heart had been silently shouting. I wanted to tell her about the fragments of memories that had slowly been piecing themselves together, painting a picture of our intertwined destinies.I planned to take her to a secluded spot on the beach, a place where the waves played a gentle symphony, and the dawn painted the sky
TAKEN BY THE MAFIA Chapter ninety seven
Selena As I watched the news, a knot tightened in my stomach at the unexpected turn of events. The screen displayed a headline that sent shockwaves through me: "Angel Found Unconscious." Panic gripped my chest, and without a second thought, I sprinted towards the hospital, my heart racing with worry for Angel.The world outside seemed to blur as I navigated the distance to the hospital, each step driven by the urgency of the situation. Thoughts raced through my mind, a whirlwind of concern and fear. What had happened to Angel? Why was he found unconscious?As I arrived at the hospital, the sterile scent and the hum of activity intensified my anxiety. I approached the reception, breathless, and managed to stammer, "I... I need to know about Angel. Where is he?"The hospital staff, recognizing the urgency in my voice, guided me to the room where Angel was being attended to. The sight of him lying unconscious in the hospital bed sent a surge of emotions through me—concern, fear, and a d
TAKEN BY THE MAFIA Chapter ninety eight
Angel The garden, bathed in the soft hues of the setting sun, became the backdrop for a revelation that would reshape my world. Selena's eyes held a mixture of anticipation and tenderness as she began, "Angel, there's something important I need to share with you."In that moment, a thousand possibilities raced through my mind, each one vying for attention. "What is it, Selena?" I asked, my voice a blend of curiosity and apprehension.With a deep breath, she began to unravel a secret that had remained hidden from me—a secret named Heaven. As the words spilled from her lips, I felt a whirlwind of emotions. Shock, joy, and a profound sense of wonder gripped my heart."Heaven?" I repeated, the name rolling off my tongue as if tasting its sweetness. Selena nodded, her gaze filled with understanding. "You have a daughter, Angel. Her name is Heaven."The realization hit me like a gentle storm, stirring emotions I never knew existed. "A daughter," I whispered, the words carrying a weight of
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