Adrian Mikael [COMPLETE] [SHORT STORY]
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  • Parts 11
Complete, First published Aug 14, 2023
𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐥.𝐂𝐨𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞,𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞.

"𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬,𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠"-𝐀𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐥

" 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫,𝐃𝐡𝐞𝐨"

"𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐚"-𝐀𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐥
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When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.