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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

The sleek, red sports car pulled up to the imposing gate of the mansion. Riccardo and Vincenzo stepped out, their tailored suits pressed, and their expressions stony. They had sighted Antonio's car from afar and they knew they had arrived at their destination.

The air around them seemed to cackle with tension, and even the birds stopped singing as they approached the front door. Once they saw the fingerprint sensor right before the gate, they exchanged glances and Vincenzo immediately nodded his head.

Riccardo hid himself far away from the gate, while Vincenzo brought out his gun and fired the air. After doing that, he rested his back on the gate and waited for someone to open the gate.

And it happened. The gate was opened and a guy popped his head out, holding a firearm with him. Vincenzo didn't grant him an opportunity to move a leg when he immediately landed a blow right on his throat.

A PLAN