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Original title: kidnapped by the mafia

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Violet Anderson, a young artist, lived in LA with her best friend, Tracy Derwin. She was living a calm life and although she studied art, she was working in a small restaurant . Vincenzo Mercanti, a 26 years old bachelor, king of the mafia in both, USA and Italy, cold hearted, merciless killer that lived a wealthy life. One night, two incidents changed both their lives, when the mafia don wanted a little brunette to be his. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"Who is she?" I asked my best man, Giovanni. "I don't know. I came here with you man." He replied rolling his eyes. "I want her." I said. "What?" He turned abruptly and looked at me. "Bring her to me Gio or I'll kill you myself." I shot him a cold glare. "Okay."

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### Chapter 1: Chapter-83

*Violet's POV*"I can't do this." I looked at the mess in my room. "What do you mean? You are ready." Rosalina said. "What if I say something stupid? What if I trip and fall?" "You father will be with you, you won't fall." Tracy said rolling her eyes. "Come on you will be fine. Stop stressing out." Mom smiled Aurora laying in her arms sleeping peacefully. Mom is on a wheelchair, but she is doing better than before. She might live fore months, even years thanks to Vincenzo. The man I am going to marry in 10 minutes. This day is perfect. I am wearing my dream dress. It was ice white satin, with fitted boat-necked bodice, with long sleeves embellished to my elbows, and full circular skirt with demi-train sweeping the floor. I fell in love with the dress as soon as I saw it. My hair was pinned back with my veil, and soft curls fell on my shoulders. My make up was the best, it was soft and with silhouette

*Vincenzo's POV*"What the fuck is going on?" Tracy screamed looking at Violet. "She isn't due until 2 more months!" She instantly took her phone. I was frozen in my spot looking at the scene folding in slow motion. Violet was screaming, from fear more than from pain. "Vincenzo!" Gio was shaking me, and I instantly ran to her. "Vincenzo we should go to the hospital, this is a dangerous matter." Tracy said. I nodded looking at Violet's pained face. "I don't want my baby to die." She sobbed. "She won't. She won't." The first one was to reassure her, the second one was to convince myself. "We need to get going. Erico has the car ready." Mario said.I scooped Violet bridal style and ran outside. Paolo opened the back door and I instantly got in. "It's okay baby, you will be fine." I repeated kissing her head. Violet screamed and I held her to my chest tightly. After what

*Vincenzo's POV*Violet went with her dad to visit her mother. I still don't like him, but I have to tolerate him. Meanwhile, I am going to pay a visit for my dear grandfather. Erico was having fun with him and Serge, but still he isn't satisfied as he said. But I ordered him not to kill them. I need to have fun too with them. I have a built up anger for that fucker. I want to torture him, because he stole my mother first, then he took Violet from me. And my daughter is in critical condition! I went down the basement and entered the cell I was keeping him in. "I never thought I would meet my grandfather like that." I smirked. "I did imagine it d-differently. You in my place." "Look how the tables turned." I opened my favorite knife and cut his cheek. He only flinched, but didn't scream."I thought you had better antics for torture." He smirked spitting blood on the floor. "Oh I do. I planned this

*Violet's POV*"Come on, we have to go." Vin said taking my hand in his."I am so sorry about shooting your arm. But it felt good. It took you a month to find me." I rolled my eyes."I searched all over for you my flower. I was fucking dying without you. You have no idea how happy I am to see you and our daughter alive." He replied kissing my forehead."Let's go! They took Gio in the first jet, the second is waiting for us." Erico yelled.We nodded and headed to the jet."Violet." My father was waiting for us with Mario."Dad." I ran towards him and

*Vincenzo's POV*That was overly dramatic. I wasn't really going to die. I have had worse shots before, and I survived.Most of the pain was in my arm. Another shot was heard and another body slumped to the floor."You son of a bitch!" Violet screamed walking past me.I looked behind me while clutching my arm. No body moved as Nazyr looked at the hole in his leg."Did you really think you can trick me? Did you really think that I can forget my fucking name? My own family? My man, and the love of my life?" She yelled more as she kicked him in the face.Both men from both sides were pointing their guns at each other, but

*Violet's POV*"Stop calling her that! Her name is Violet!" I screamed trying to block the noise, and the man next to me talking."Valeria listen to us. They brainwashed you! Those damn Italians played you. Remember who you are."Nazyr said injecting me with the same syringe. I cried and shouted for him to let go of me.Was my name Violet or Valeria? Why were they screaming over my head. I am clearly pregnant and need some rest. Why are they putting me in a dungeon?"Get him out of here." Nazyr ordered.I know his name because he always makes me remember it. He is the only person who talks to me other than the other ma

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