The Mafia's Sleeping Pill
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Chapter 6 This is my house img
Chapter 7 Reminiscing img
Chapter 8 Viktor, I slept img
Chapter 9 It's confirmed img
Chapter 10 I'm sleeping here img
Chapter 11 The truth img
Chapter 12 Scaring me to death img
Chapter 13 Laughter in the shadows img
Chapter 14 Coming over img
Chapter 15 My girlfriend img
Chapter 16 He likes me img
Chapter 17 Sleeping problem img
Chapter 18 Don't do that... img
Chapter 19 Embarrassed img
Chapter 20 Crazy img
Chapter 21 Read minds img
Chapter 22 Guilt feeling img
Chapter 23 I like Isabella img
Chapter 24 My life's great img
Chapter 25 But he knows you img
Chapter 26 Have we met before img
Chapter 27 Crazy emotions img
Chapter 28 Rising emotions img
Chapter 29 I want her img
Chapter 30 Terrible mood, worse host img
Chapter 31 A cold return img
Chapter 32 Growing feelings img
Chapter 33 Antonio Insomnia img
Chapter 34 Lost control... Completely img
Chapter 35 Unspoken oaths img
Chapter 36 The devils deal img
Chapter 37 I wanted too img
Chapter 38 From now on; I'll stay img
Chapter 39 Unraveling mysteries img
Chapter 40 Everything felt quiet, until... img
Chapter 41 The truth; confrontation 1 img
Chapter 42 The truth; confrontation 2... Or not img
Chapter 43 Does he like her No! img
Chapter 44 A way to get back at Antonio img
Chapter 45 Shattered reflections; The calm img
Chapter 46 Help Why img
Chapter 47 Almost caught... Thankfully not. img
Chapter 48 The plan img
Chapter 49 The plan 2 img
Chapter 50 Freedom img
Chapter 51 I'm pregnant img
Chapter 52 Understanding img
Chapter 53 Her first love img
Chapter 54 Tricked; she's gone img
Chapter 55 Old Antonio img
Chapter 56 Going back img
Chapter 57 Decided to keep her img
Chapter 58 Good impression img
Chapter 59 Instant Amnesia img
Chapter 60 Escape again img
Chapter 61 Hello, Isabella img
Chapter 62 Could she be mine img
Chapter 63 Took her first family img
Chapter 64 Amy's father img
Chapter 65 Taking his daughter img
Chapter 66 Come with me img
Chapter 67 Lost, completely lost img
Chapter 68 Revenge img
Chapter 69 Elizabeth img
Chapter 70 Lizzie broke down img
Chapter 71 Antonio's Mansion img
Chapter 72 He's your father img
Chapter 73 Birds of a feather img
Chapter 74 Not enough img
Chapter 75 New improved wicked plan img
Chapter 76 Antonio's heart img
Chapter 77 Lizzie's secret img
Chapter 78 Lizzie's secret 2 img
Chapter 79 Chocolate and Flowers img
Chapter 80 Do you love my mother img
Chapter 81 He touched me img
Chapter 82 Baiting Isabella img
Chapter 83 Fucking bastards img
Chapter 84 Getting married img
Chapter 85 Guilt feeling img
Chapter 86 Sneaking around img
Chapter 87 Caught sneaking around img
Chapter 88 Anxious Jonathan img
Chapter 89 Bad person img
Chapter 90 Because I love you img
Chapter 91 You'll do something for me img
Chapter 92 His sleeping pill img
Chapter 93 Do I like him img
Chapter 94 The king's fucking palace img
Chapter 95 So that's you img
Chapter 96 Actual emotions img
Chapter 97 Finding who killed her parents img
Chapter 98 Hey... You're okay now img
Chapter 99 I didn't murder your parents img
Chapter 100 Lizzie didn't even resist img
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The Mafia's Sleeping Pill

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Chapter 1 Can I change my mind

Isabella's POV

The grand foyer of the Ferraro mansion was overwhelming. As I stepped through the massive doors, I was struck by the sheer opulence surrounding gleaming marble floors, intricate chandeliers, and rich, dark wood paneling that seemed to whisper of wealth and power. The reality of my situation sank in with each step I took, and I tried to steady my trembling hands.

"You can't back down now, Isa; you're already here," I muttered to myself as I walked even more into the room, gulping down in sheer nervousness.

The evening party was already in full swing. Guests in designer gowns and sharp suits mingled with glasses of champagne, their laughter a stark contrast to the turmoil churning inside me. I moved through the crowd with a sense of disconnection, acutely aware of the whispers and curious glances.

They were all celebrating while I was here, wallowing in sorrows as I walked towards a corner of the room to avoid their gaze.

Everything happening right now just felt like a massive betrayal to me, but what could I do? Isabella could only do as she was told.

Just a few days ago, I came home all excited and happy but was met with dire news: my parents had been involved in a ghastly motor accident a few days before and died instantly.

It was then my entire world shattered into pieces. They were rock, they were my life. The only ones who truly cared for me.

I hadn't even finished mourning them when my uncle came in with another terrible news: They were losing the company.

My extended family pleaded with me to save it; at first, I didn't understand, but just a few hours ago, I did.

They were selling me off to a billionaire Mafia boss in exchange for more funds to keep the company going.

I wanted to disagree. I didn't want to do this, but I also couldn't sit back and watch my parent's blood and sweat die when I could have done something about it, so here I was... In the midst of some of the wealthiest folks in the entire country waiting for the said Billionaire.

"Please don't let him be here," I begged shutting my eyes as I took in deep breaths. I wasn't ready... No, not for anything that would happen next.

The worst part of this entire ordeal was that I didn't even know the face of my new ' owner ', only just his name... Antonio Ferraro. Despite the fact that his face remained unknown, before coming here I had heard several rumors about him, and that only made me much more scared.

"Ms Isabella Moreno?" A voice called from behind me.

My entire body froze, apart from my heart, which began to beat even faster than before.

Swallowing down the contents that had risen to my throat, I turned around to answer. "Y...Yes."

I was met with the solemn expression of a man dressed in a black suit and shades, with a white earpiece sticking out of his ear.

' Why is he wearing shades inside? In the evening? ' I would have thought, but I was too terrified to even think.

"Come with me." Those were the next words the serious-looking man said before he turned around and began leading me through a corner, away from the noisy party.

I followed quietly, trying my best to calm my frantically beating heart, but all the minutes I spent calming my heart disappeared, and my feet stopped when I spotted a man by the fountain. He stood apart from the other wealthy people in the room, class in an impeccably tailored suit and an aura of coldness around him.

The man with shades who came to call me walked up to him and bowed. "Boss"

That was him, Antonio Ferraro, the most powerful man in the country, or otherwise known as the Mafia boss.

The rumors I had heard about him... his cruelty, his power...had painted a picture of a man to be feared.

The expressionless man in shades motioned for me to move closer towards Antonio as he took a step back, probably to allow us speak in private.

My breathing hitched as I forced myself to move even closer to him, my lips trembling. Even without him looking at me, I could already feel the coldness emanating from his demeanor.

Then suddenly he turned around and our eyes met, a shiver immediately ran down my spine. There was a cold intensity in his gaze that made my heart race. He approached me with a measured stride, his movements deliberate and controlled.

All my instincts screamed for me to run, but I didn't. Not because I didn't want to, but because my feet were planted on the ground, and because of his strong gaze on me, they refused to budge.

"Isabella Moreno," he said, his voice low and clipped. "You've arrived."

If I wasn't so terrified right now, my eyes would be all round in appreciation of this man's beauty. It was literally undescribable, the only word that came to my head was... God.

' Say something Isa! ' I scolded myself internally, when one of his brow shot up.

"Y...yes, Mr. Ferraro," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper. I struggled to maintain my composure, but the fear was palpable.

"Do you know why you're here?," he asked, turning without waiting for a response.

I followed him through the mansion, my footsteps echoing in the silence. The walls were lined with exquisite art and antiques, each piece a testament to Antonio's wealth and taste. I tried to keep my gaze forward, my mind racing with anxiety. What had I gotten myself into?

My head desperately searched for an answer to his question, as I followed him.

"I'm here in exchange for your help to my parents company." I replied after thinking for a while.

We reached a secluded terrace that overlooked the city. The view was breathtaking, but it did little to calm the storm within me. Antonio leaned against the railing, his posture relaxed but commanding, he had a smirk on his face and I instantly brought my head down when his eyes met mine.

"That's an explanation." He said, the smirk still dancing between his lips. Then he pointed at the door which was behind him. "You will stay here for the time being," he said, his tone devoid of warmth. "Do not cause any trouble."

I nodded, my throat dry. "Understood."

The silence between us was heavy. I could feel the weight of his presence, and the rumors I had heard seemed to come alive in the cold night air. The terror I felt was almost tangible, a constant reminder of the danger that lurked in the shadows of this luxurious prison.

As the night wore on, Antonio's demeanor remained as inscrutable as ever. He escorted me back to my quarters with a brief nod and a terse "Goodnight." The brief contact of his hand as he opened the door sent a jolt through me, and I quickly withdrew, my heart pounding.

His lips pulled up in a smirk that only made his godlike facial features more prominent before he turned around.

"Wait..." I called back before he left. "Can I change my mind?" I asked, my heart pounding.

The smirk on his face slowly came down until it was replaced by a frown and a cold glare.

"Never." He muttered coldly before sweeping his gaze one last time over me and then leaving to probably head back to the party.

My eyes watered and I truly realized my situation.

What have I done to myself?

            
            

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