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Tangled With The Mafia King Good girl
CarrieI won’t lie, I am greatly shocked.As I hurriedly got up and walked toward the man I never thought I would see again, I began to reminisce about the way our relationship ended.Kante was one of the men I intentionally dated and one of the men I truly liked. But when he suddenly had to move to Italy, especially when he proposed a long-distance relationship, we had to halt the whole thing.But to think that I’d meet him again…“Carrie…” His tender voice was still there, and so were his beautiful arm tattoos that were a delightful design of lines in different forms. Kante stretched his hands to hold mine and I let him. When our palms came in contact, I felt relief in my system and for once since my life became haggard, it felt as though I could finally relax.Then, he said, “I thought I was dreaming when I heard Alessandro mention your name. I thought you were someone else, so I didn’t want to check. But…” He used our contact to pull me closer and we were soon engulfed in a deep e
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AlessandroAs though I had just said something extremely out of place, the woman in front of me froze and refused to give me a response. That was not the reaction I expected.Even though I was going to wait until the end of the twenty-four-hour timer I gave her, I became suspicious of the number of minutes Kante was spending in Miss Edwards’s room. Kante truly has a woman he is currently seeing, but that won’t stop him from hitting on Miss Edwards. Unlike me, he is natural with ladies and doesn’t turn away anyone who catches his attention.That’s why I hurriedly rushed to my late mother’s untouched room and grabbed the ring she passed down to me after she got tired of mourning my father’s demise.“Miss Edwards?” I called the woman who was still mute and wide-eyed. “Say something.”“I…”“If you say no…” My head tilted to the side and I noted how wrinkled the side of her eyes became while she tried to evade my gaze. “... that will be a wrong answer.”“I can’t say no?”“Why would you say
Tangled With The Mafia King Because you are mine
CarrieIs this man aware that he is hurting me? Does he know that his touch is causing my wrist and my soul to suffer a pain I have never felt?The harshness I heard in his voice as he demanded a response from me managed to rip apart the little courage I had managed to build. When he was in the room earlier, the way he asked me to marry him caused me to fall into so much confusion that I decided to train myself to not give in to his request no matter what.But this man is back in front of me. A question waiting to be answered fell from his lips, his eyes peered into mine and the grip he had on my wrist allowed me to have contact with the wetness of his naked chest.It was that weird feeling of touching something damp that caused me to fully realise the state of the man in front of me. His towel was shamelessly hanging low around his waist and I could almost see the one part of him I shouldn’t get close to.But the fact tha
Tangled With The Mafia King We are not done
CarrieIt was from me.I farted.But you know what? I am not embarrassed. Even though my eyes are closed right now, I am barely embarrassed.I know the fart was a moment-ruiner. But hear me out… It was for the best. I say so because I finally found that tiny part of me that didn’t want that moment to happen.So, now that I am back to my senses I should gently walk out and pretend nothing happened.“Where are you going?” In conjunction with the sternness in his voice, Alessandro’s hold on my waist refused to budge and I opened my eyes. “We are not done.”“Huh…” He is serious. He is not budging! “It… It might start to smell.”“Who cares?”“Huh?” This man keeps surprising me. I know that farting is a natural phenomenon but it can be annoying when it comes with a smell. And I know for a fact that my gas smells from time to time. My head tilted to the left and with confusion in my voice, I repeated, “It might start to smell.”“It’s just you and me in here.” He quickly licked his lower lip.
Tangled With The Mafia King A vicious smile
CarrieI don’t think I’ll ever forget the feeling that came with Alessandro’s impassioned touches.It was already the next day, I slept and woke up to a bright afternoon and I can still feel the effect of his touch.Things weren’t so fiery the first time we blindly got together and that made me wonder if Alessandro was one of those men who are rumoured to be monsters in bed, the type that always hides under simple human actions.If that is the case, I think I am in bigger trouble than I thought.Because that man has proven that he can do things that are dangerous to my body and entire soul.Just as I cherished the little moment Alessandro and I spent when we first met, I know my body loved the sensual danger it faced yesterday, and I can tell that more is coming.I can tell that Alessandro Valante is purposefully and slowly exposing the layers of his existence.And by keeping me in his abode, I will have no choice but to give in to every part of him that he displays.Oh my….This is v
Tangled With The Mafia King I ran...
CarrieWith haste, while my eyes refused to tear off the dangerous version of Alessandro I was looking at, I began to push the hardness of the wall behind me. I wished for it to hurriedly flip me back to the other side where I can act oblivious to the gruesome thing I was witnessing.But the entrance refused to budge. No matter how much I pushed, not even when I faced the wall and pressed it hard, it refused to budge.Then, I knew I was doomed. And, I became more doomed when I realised that the men had discovered my presence in that hidden room.Slowly, while their angry questions about who I was raided my ears, I turned and faced them. Then my eyes met that of Alessandro Valante who was still majestically seated on the grand chair that placed him on a plane higher than others.With grimness in his eyes, he watched as I silently begged him to help me out of that place. But he ignored the plea. I know for sure that that was what he did because after my lips mouthed the word ‘please’, h
Tangled With The Mafia King I want to be your home
CarrieGary pulled back before our lips could meet.The sleekness in his evasion was enough to slap proper sense into me, so I swiftly adjusted my position and cleared my throat to help get rid of the awkwardness I invited into the space.“Carrie…” Gary sounded unbothered by the insane thing that almost happened so I took that as a sign to not brood over the mistake I almost made so much. Gary reached for my hand and gave it a squeeze. “I can help you start a new life.”My head was quick to whip in his direction. I loosened the way I bit into my lower lip and my eyes felt ticklish with slight excitement as I asked, “Can you really do that?”“Of course.”“But how? I doubt you have enough money to help me out of this predicament.”Gary laughed and my concern abounded. I was not joking, so why would he find my words funny?He replied, “I can tell that you still don’t know a lot about me. You didn’t fully research me when your father employed me, did you?”My lips formed a pout. “Was ther
Tangled With The Mafia King You are unbelieavably abnormal
CarrieFor a second, my desperation to reach the bathroom was forgotten and all I did was stare at the man as though he were some alien man who had stumbled upon the house by mistake.Alessandro Valante paid no heed to my unwelcoming expression and began to majestically approach the innards of the room. As his paces led him in, his fingers began to play with the buttons of the shirt that formed around the intricate moulds of his upper body.In reaction, my brows furrowed and my head slanted towards the left while my lips pried apart in further confusion.I soon found my voice and asked, “What are you doing?”“Preparing to take a bath.” His response was so casual, you’d think that he spent the night with me. He was acting as though we were married couples who retired to that small house to get rid of the city and the problems that come with it.“Why would you do that?” My tone was furious and my hands slapped the air in frustration. “Why are you here?”His shirt was almost slipping off
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