Heaven, Hell, and Earth

Heaven, Hell, and Earth

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Mar 4, 2023
"You're ours mia vita" Silas whispered in my ear. Even though it was quiet, his words felt like a scream to me, sending shivers through my body. "Now, do you really want that half ass waiter who can't even use his dick correctly?" Elias practically yelled, a possessive look in his eye telling me I wouldn't come out of this unscathed. I whimpered lightly, shaking my head no. Silas grabbed my jaw roughly, forcing my head to look at him "Use your words mia vita. Don't disrespect us." Hearing that, I finally came to my senses, and roughly shoved Silas away from me. "You're going to have to work a whole lot harder if you really want me." I breathed before walking out of the room. My knees were weak and the throb down there was undeniable, but there was no way I would let them know that...yet.
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  • His Will, His Way

𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚'𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐝. I'm in love with him but he's in love with my younger sister and has made that painfully clear to me. "Who are you in love with?" I ask softly, my voice barely above a whisper. "I'm in love with Isabella, your sister. She's the only woman I truly care about," he admits, revealing his feelings for my younger sister after we had just gotten married, it hasn't even been twenty-four hours. "I'll fulfill my role as your husband, but don't expect any love or affection. This marriage is just an agreement between our families, nothing more. Do you understand?" His words are cold, piercing through me like arrows. I fight back the tears threatening to fall and manage to reply, "I understand." But my pain would not last long, not until I meet Mr. Russo, Marcello's father who was that head of the Mafia, a dangerous and powerful man who stole my heart.

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