All his life Alessio Lombardi had One goal
bring The Russo family down and Take over Chicago
and what's better way to destroy the mafia family then dishonoring thier women
Angelina Russo is a mafia princess sheltered all her life Angelina's only w...
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Angelina was dropped on my lap. Dark strands of her hair cover her face and I push them back. Considerably under the weak shine of city lights, I can see that she's a genuine delight not an angel, she's something more of a goddess. Dots of blood splattered her white quill dress like jewels.
"She is a nice piece of ass," Fabio remarked from in the driver's seat.
I learned forward and grabbed his shoulder hard"Perhaps I should have your eyeballs cut off since you have been appreciating her and in light of your horny self she figured out how to jump off the car " he strained "she's not one of our whores so show some respect".
Federico, Fabio's older brother and furthermore the family specialist, caught my gaze with a curious expression." Give me the tranquilizer". I took the needle and pushed it through her neck. I felt her small little tense body grew limp.
After driving for nearly an hour, we were home, I carried a limp Angelina into the mansion entrance. Advancing toward the steps, I heard Caterina Lombardi my mom calling my name from the entrance, her stance straight and p with a disapproval look on her face. Her dim hair was stuck firmly to her head. Her green eyes frowning at me. Arms crossed her hands enveloped by yellow gloves showing that she was planting outside she said "And now you carry your prostituta to our home, Alessio assuming you need to appreciate somebody you have your whorehouses for that but not here".
" Actually madrina she's not a prostitute " Fabio said behind her. She went to him and inquired, "Then, who's she ?" overlooking them both, I proceed with my way upstairs to my wing.
I put Angelina on my bed and removed those little wings and afterward her dress. Doing whatever it takes not to look at her body, but I couldn't to. Her body was entrancing, the flimsy bodice did little to hide the layout of her nipples. My body unquestionably needed to claim her, but I shook off the thought quickly and put on her, the dark dress shirt that I was wearing.
There was an injury on her temple. I brought the first aide kit and began cleaning her cut. After I was done, Angelina's breath tensed, I looked at her and found her clenching her eyes. My lips twitched, she was trying to make me believe she's still asleep.
"I know you're awake"
She woke up then, propped up against the headboard, her dark hair sticking out all over the place. She blinked slowly up at the ceiling. Her eyes dropped to her body then, upon seeing that she's not wearing her dress any longer but my shirt instead her breathing hitched, her hands start feeling her ribs then stopping on her abdomen believing I'd screwed her while she was drugged.
"I didn't touch you while you were passed out," I told her.
Her eyes shot towards me. It was clear she didn't know whether she could believe me.
"For what reason would I trust you ?" she asked hoarsely.
"You would know whether I had fucked you, trust me, Angelina."
She squeezed her lips together, disgust whirling in her doe-like chocolate earthy colored eyes.
"Alessio," she called, surprising me. "I need to go to the bathroom and wash my face. I don't feel good."" You know who I am?" "Calculated, your numb nuts' driver called you before I hopped ... Now the restroom please," I led her inside the restroom and I could hear her going through the drawers attempting to observe for any sort of weapon." Angelina," I warned her. "Try not to cause me to get you out of there. You'll dislike it".
Afterward I hear the water running, she's likely washing her face. She came out then, her legs wobbling, she stumbled and almost fell if not for me getting her in the latest possible second.
"Careful"she pushed me then "thank you, but no, thank you" I chuckled ""I'll get you a coke. Maybe the caffeine will sober you up. I don't like you this weak. It's no challenge."
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My heart will kill me before these men do. That is everything I can think as it races in my chest. I've never felt dread like this. Maybe it's completely false that I've never felt it. Yet, it's been for such a long time, and I don't recall my heart beating like it is currently.I tried to steady my breath. I have to be smart or I'll die. Furthermore, I'm fully aware who that man is .it's Alessio goddamn Lombardi, The viper he's been added to the table in these last months but what's worst is that he's a man who hates my father. Every time papa mentioned his name, it came out with an insult next. I'm in the hands of the enemy. I took the chance of him going to bring a coke to search for a weapon but nothing I found nothing. I took my dress and ripped it apart and enrolled around my hand and went to the bathroom's mirror and smashed my fist, breaking it in pieces. Not only that, but I hide behind the door waiting for him.Not a challenge, he said.
You'll see the challenge Now, bastardo
The second he opened the door and entered I jumped behind his back pointing the piece of mirror towards his neck. "You get me out or you die"
