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That Secret Promise
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Ongoing, First published Mar 17, 2017
Mature
My name is Christopher, but call me Chris and this my story of my life. It was windy at the chapel, in front of me was the girl of my dreams, I can feel my tears falling from my face as I see the girl I was in love with for more than 5 years, getting married to that ass hole of a jerk. Yes I'm not marrying Abie, She's getting married to a guy he wasn't supposed to be with but because of her family's large debt, they have no choice but to let their only daughter marry Jason, how do I know his name you ask ? Well let's just say that The Three of us where best friends in college...
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The De Luca brothers reign supreme in the underworld, holding dominion over the ruthless realm of the Italian Mafia. They are cold, merciless, driven by madness, their loyalty solely to blood. Yet, their lives take an unexpected turn when they discovered their thirteen years old little sister. *** "When she was choking me, is that... love?" she whispered, her voice barely audible, each word trembling as if afraid to leave her lips. Her eyes, wide and glassy, searched mine desperately, seeking a truth that she couldn't grasp amidst the fog of confusion and despair that clouded her mind. My heart seethed with rage, a torrent of emotions crashing against the walls of my restraint, threatening to betray the stoic facade I had carefully constructed. I wanted to scream, to shake her out of this misguided belief. Hestia, my little sister, stared back at me. Her innocence tainted by the cruel hands of someone who had twisted the meaning of love into something unrecognizable. She couldn't differentiate the painfully obvious truth, the clear distinction between love and control, kindness and cruelty. It was as if the very essence of her spirit was being suffocated, just as her breath had been. ── ─ ┈┈┈┄┄╌╌ ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains sensitive and potentially distressing themes, including abuse, sexual assault, rape, psychological trauma, and mature content. Cover by Canva Update: Random