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"Every damn thing in this life come with a price, Mia amata {My beloved}" he ran his fingertips on her cheek, his icy blue orbs peering into her own.

"Your reasons why I'm being held captive here?" She inquired, her eyes holding nothing but fear in them. This wasn't the man she knew, this one is totally different - A Mafia 

"You left me at my worst, you ruined me. Now, it's my turn to do so, Mia amata" he said slowly, a cruel expression on his face.

"I'm sorry…" a low whisper tore out of her lips but he let out a laughter, one which didn't seemed to reach his eyes.

"It's too late… Too late, Mi amata" his voice rang back in her ears a million times and a tear slipped down her cheek.

•••••••••

Adriana Regio never expected herself to fall into the hands of one of the most feared Mafia bosses in Italy - Don Riccardo Moretti. 

Mafia's were the top leading in wealth and everything. They were feared by all and peasants never wished to cross parts with them. That was Adrianna's case too.

But, her case was entirely different in another way. She wasn't sold, bought or anything, but she was held captive to pay for a crime she committed years ago. 

A crime that haunted her every night, and even though she was held captive by the man she once loved, she couldn't bring herself to tell him a secret she harbored greatly in her heart.

"He's our Daddy?" ~ Emeliano questioned.

"Not exactly what I expected, he's not my spec" ~ Emelio retorted.

The Don's Desire

"Rick," Adriana called out in a whisper but he was gone. Her legs wobbled and without any warning, she fell on her knees. Her emotions gave way and she began letting it out, her tears pouring like a rainfall. This hurts way more than she could ever imagine.

Everything happened so fast. Firstly, it was she being attacked by an unknown person. Then she had to witness Riccardo gouging out the person's eye, and then his death! This was hella traumatic for her.

"Even if you kill me, you won't get a single word from me," Katya breathed slowly. There was a little scar on her forehead which was bleeding excessively.

Vincenzo smirked from where he sat. He was sitting on an iron chair, resting his right leg on the table before him. He brought the glass of alcohol to his lips and took a large gulp. After drinking to his satisfaction, he let his legs down before moving closer to where Katya was tied.

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