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The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 41 ◆ The Alpha's Undying Love ◆
× WARNING! × GRAPHIC NSFW CONTENT BELOW INTENDED FOR MATURE READERS × ◆ MAGNUS ◆ "Bad dreams again, dear?" "What's new..." "What about?" Evonne asked as I rubbed the stupor out of my face. Her murmured question made me sit up beside her half-naked and pale figure on the soft covers. The room stayed dim as I tried to decipher the strange images in my head. Images that the new dreams had planted into my consciousness. It was not a matter of "what" but a matter of "who". Again. Maybe the "where" bore a bigger significance this time, too. Maybe not. I didn't really care. "I'm not sure," I sighed after glancing at my wife's curious stare. The kind that studied every bit of my face to gauge my state of mind and the sincerity in my words. Like always, the visions came through in lengthy dreams. Sometimes they were hazy, short, and scrambled. But often complex and memorable. For someone who had been
The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 42 ◆ Jury's Out ◆
◇ KEL ◇ "All good? Just like that?" Enzo stared. Another frown wrinkled his sore lips, and his voice sounded weaker. The perplexity and frustration in his tone helped his question sink into my thoughts. Bound to happen sooner than later. The anger. Betrayal. Shock. Like he couldn't comprehend how his own brother could hurt him like that, as if punishing him for a grave misdeed. Now it seemed all he wanted was my sympathy. Perhaps he just wanted me to assent to his anger and sentiments because he felt pained, betrayed, and alone right now. His fiancée just left him for another man, his brother mercilessly beat him to a pulp last night, and the closest thing he had to a family right now was his longtime bodyguard waiting outside. "Why do you pretend it's nothing?" Enzo's brows creased more as he scowled at me. Great. Now he wanted to a
The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 43 ◆ Corrupted Morals ◆
◇ KEL ◇ He wanted me to press charges to help put his brother behind bars for good. It made sense and I clearly understood why, but, I didn't think it was my job to do. Or maybe I was just being a stupid coward. Exams and heaps of books that needed reading still waited for me and I couldn't afford to lose sleep over our issues with his brother. Maybe Enzo had run out of patience this time. Maybe seeing his brother jailed would be the only thing that would give him peace of mind...the only thing that would make him feel safe. It's a no-brainer. I should help him. Help right some wrongs his brother did. Help seek justice for the people Leandro had harmed. On the other hand, I didn't have the time, guts, or will. What I wanted now was for Enzo to recuperate fast. Then I could go back to studying every day, preparing for exams and reside
The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 44 ◆ Another Ugly Goodbye ◆
◇ KEL ◇ "Hi, babe. Morning. Get enough sleep?" "No. Are you in his room?" "Yeah. Why?" I held my phone against my ear, ignoring Miles' peeved tone on the other line. I glanced at the sleeping patient on the hospital bed. I had dimmed the lights. Maybe I could log some Zs before the doctor checked up on Enzo again. "Nicco okay?" "Alive and kicking," Miles muttered. "Guards still up?" "Alessio brought food an hour ago. The other guard left, just finished his shift. Tell Nicco to rest more. Don't overwork him." Miles scoffed. "He'll live. Your patient's still asleep?" Now his tone sounded genuinely curious and derisive. "Yeah. Didn't sleep much last night." I got up from the couch to look out the thick glass windows. The weather looked gloomier than my current thoughts. Hopefully Miles and Ricchar di
The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 45 ◆ The Faithful Departed ◆
◇ KEL ◇"Kel, it's Nicco.""Hey." I pulled my phone away from my ear to stare at the unsaved number on my phone screen. Local area code. The familiar, husky voice assured me it was definitely Niccolo. "Where are you? You okay? How's your...""Relax. I'm fine.""You went to the ER or not?""Later. Miles said you're in the hospital with Lorenzio." Nicco paused and sounded genuinely concerned. "What's up with him?""Had to take him to the ER. He was concussed. Plus rib injuries.""Go back to New York. Lay low. Don't meet up with Ilya.""You used to talk to him all the time? Right? Why does he want to meet up again?""Don't know yet. Just don't talk to him again," Niccolo murmured. "Stay off social media. If Ilya finds you, and I hope he doesn't, don't believe anything he says.
The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 46 ◆ The Faithless ◆
◇ KEL ◇Killed? What did he mean? That he killed his faith in God? Or he actually killed someone? Nah. Not possible. This guy wasn't a killer by any means. I shifted on the chair to study his expression, narrowing my gaze at his still profile, waiting for him to say more. No. No way he meant it literally. Who on Earth would he even kill? Enzo was not the violent type. A passive-aggressive pacifist, more likely.When I first met him, I thought he looked like an athlete. Or a hard-nosed wealthy businessman who liked MMA and punching things in his spare time. His overall appearance looked that intimidating at first hello. The thick beard, his tailored suit, the bodyguard, and the wiser-than-his-years look in Enzo's eyes only added to his commanding presence.As I got to know him better months after that incident in Umbria, I gained a deeper understanding of the type of person he was. Once,
The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 47 ◆ Change Your Ways ◆
◆ MILES ◆ [ Lyon, France ] "Is Kel home now?" "Yeah." "Busy with trainings again? She's doing surgery rounds now. Right?" "Yeah. Her favorite department." I glanced at my cousin and reclined beside him, minding the concern in his husky voice. The lack of good lighting made it difficult to assess whether Ricchar looked as sleepy or bored as I was, but maybe he was just antsy. Like me. It was almost ten. We'd been stuck in the backseat of this rental SUV for the past three hours now, waiting for someone from the Interpol headquarters to call us for a meet-up. Our hotel rooms were on the 20th floor. In the front seat beside the driver, Niccolo looked busy with his laptop again. He must be tracking the newest shipments under Leandro Tomassini's name. And the ones under his aliases. If our hunches turned out right, they w
The Alpha's Dhampirica [Mafia Games XII] 48 ◆ A New Revelation ◆
◆ MILES ◆ [ Nice, France ] "Been friends with Archambault a long time?" "A while," the short-haired man in the collared shirt replied. He gave me and Ricchar a grin that didn't narrow his pale green eyes. Or were they gray? Whatever. Who gives a shit. I only checked to see if he and Kel shared any other physical resemblance aside from their height, slim build, and dark hair. This rich businessman—slash firstborn son of a wealthier drug lord—also looked like a regular at the gym. He must be 6'4" at least. Taller than me, Nicco, and Ricchar. The guy's overall appearance somewhat intimidated me when I shook his hand earlier. Then we sat down with his wife and ordered some food. "You trust him with your life kind of friend?" Ricchar chuckled as he kept staring at our company of one. "Excuse me. Phone call." Niccolo got
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