Entangled Souls

Entangled Souls

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Last published Mon, Jan 30, 2023

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Ilaria Mazzini was a master of pretense by the age of 23. Nobody suspected the innocence she portrayed. She controlled what she wanted others to see. She thought she'd always be the 'Precious Mazzini'. Until....Green eyes met her own. Until Orazio Vercellino came into her life. He was brutal and heartless. Also, her best friend's husband . . . . . . . . . . . . . my eyes landed on the most feared man of the Famiglia. Orazio Vercellino, that was his name. it meant Prayer but I was pretty sure he didn't bow to god even once in his life. He was engrossed in an old book. Madame Bovary Merda did he look captivating. I just stood there, as if entranced and looked upon him. "stop staring and speak." He says in his deep and rich voice. So commanding! "I was looking for Amara." he puts his book down and looks at me. And I know I should look away, after all his demeanor exuded danger. But I can't, it was as if I was trapped in a shipwreck and my only way out was death. He approached me, like I was a prey. And I knew I should get out of here and away from him, after all I was the Precious Mazzini who wouldn't be alone with a man she didn't know but also because I knew it in my heart I would do anything this man wanted with just a snap of his fingers. Still I stayed frozen at my place, I shouldn't have. But in that moment it didn't matter, I had just lost my friend and I deserved a moment of weakness, a moment selfishness "they are not here." He says as he stands before me, so powerful and big; I should be afraid of him, but he made me feel special by just being near him.

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