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Sinful Intentions( The Mafia lord second wife)  Novel Cover

Sinful Intentions( The Mafia lord second wife)

Kidnapped, beaten and locked up, Aurora Puro Pucasso, The daughter of General Puro Pucasso, has her life turned upside down. One moment she's on her bed, the next, she's forcefully taken by Vincenzo West, and made to act like his wife Brielle, and the mother to his psychotic child in exchange for her to live. What happens when every of Brielle's past comes to haunt her? Can she survive her new daughter's torment? What happen when the line between Reality and fiction start to blur between Aurora and Vincenzo.
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Chapter 2

Aurora stood up from the cold floor, her body aching all over, she nearly fell when she saw a picture hanging on the wall. She had to be seeing double. Maybe they had hit her head so hard when they carried her that she was now seeing things. Aurora touched her face not fully believing or understanding what she was seeing... The photograph she was looking at was of her, hmm, it wasn't. This person looks exactly like her the only difference was their eye color. Aurora had hazel blue eyes while the lady in the picture had very green eyeballs. Aurora ran out of the room looking for Salvatore. She ran through the hallways, passing door after door and slowly realising she was lost. One of the hallway has a picture of a strikingly handsome man. He would have looked better in the photo if only he was smiling. Under the picture was the name Vincenzo West Pecaminoso. Vincenzo, huh? He had to be the boss and master Salvatore kept talking about. Aurora walked away from the large portrait and continued her search for Salvatore, or even a way out of there. That was when she saw how disgusting and sinful the people who lived there and worked for the supposed 'master' were. Some of the gangsters were smoking as if their life depends on it, while some were having sex publicly. She could not even find her way out. Everywhere looked secured. Aurora kept walking and found what looks like a gym, or fighting ring. Some girls were exchanging punches and fighting mercilessly with bleeding nose. It was so gruesome, aurora could barely watch. As she turned her head, that was when she sighted Salvatore. He was tucked somewhere deep in the gym, aurora almost ran towards him, but she stopped, when she noticed a guy was on his knees in front of him, pleading for mercy while Salvatore had a gun pointed at his head. " You see, when a person commits a sin, only our master can forgive. But If the master says no, then who am I to think otherwise? Your sin is unforgivable." Salvatore muttered. Aurora didn't even know she was crying until she felt the tears leak from her eyes. She was in shock! Where in God's name had she been taken to? When she sighted the blood gushing from the man's head indicating that they had previously beaten him, Aurora ran towards them. She could not bear to see death. She could not bear to see another person suffer and bleed out like that. When she reached them, she went on her knees and began cleaning the man face with her dress. Salvatore hand freeze on the air as his eyes opened widely. "Shoot! Salvatore, what are you waiting for" a cold voice said from behind them. "Mas...master..." Salvatore tried to speak but he was push aside by the person with the voice. "Let him go or I shoot you" the cold voice echoed but Aurora hugged the bleeding man tighter. She didn't even turn to look at the owner of the voice, but she recognised it immediately. The voice of the figure on the large chair.... "It is God's duty to forgive, but my duty is to kill and destroy offenders and send them out of the earth so others would not get the misfortune of dealing with them again." He said coldly. With one final deep breath, he pulled the trigger , shooting just a few inches away from Aurora and the man. "I will not miss again...let go of the man or you'll die with him" he said, pointing the gun directly at Aurora's head, not minding if Aurora will loose her life. Just as he was about to shoot her, Salvatore yelled... "Master, that's the General's daughter, I brought to you, your wife's look-alike..." Instantly Aurora let go of the criminal and turned her back, her eyes met with the coldest eyes she had ever seen, what stopped her breath was the eyes belonged to the most handsome man ever. Their eyes locked and she lost her voice for a moment.

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