Taken By The Mafia Lord

front door of her house and ringing the bell.

She waited.

The woman named Angelica had never been a mother to her, however, if there was anybody that would understand what she was going through right now, it had to be her.

Yeah, an unlikely alliance.

After her birth, her mother had given her away to Benjamin’s wife to be raised as her daughter even though the woman never failed to remind her every day of her life that she was an illegitimate spawn.

Most Mafia families were patriarchal and traditional, meaning that their men could keep other mistresses aside from their wives. As far as they were concerned their legitimate wife was the Madam of the house and boss lady.

There were no rules against having illegitimate kids from their mistresses, however, to keep the peace in the family and avoid complications in the future, the men are advised not to have children with their lovers. It was a proven theory that most illegitimate children are known to perform better than legitimate ones because of their hungry drive to improve their status and achieve recognition. So yeah, it tends to become a problem especially when it’s a male child.

Unfortunately, Adele is a female and was not perceived to be a threat since they knew she would marry off and end up in her husband’s house. Well, that was until she became the underboss to Marcel. As a girl, Adele was not recognized as a threat by her stepmother and while her real mother could have fought for her custody, she did not.

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Benjamin was a cowardly man, so when his wife found out that he fathered a child with his mistress, the woman threatened fire and brimstone. To save his family plus the fact that Adele was half-Luciano, Benjamin convinced her biological mother to give her up, plus the fact she would have a more comfortable life with her siblings and the rest was history.

Her mother was nothing but a struggling model when she met her father Benjamin and the both of them fell in love, or so she claimed. To Adele, Benjamin was a selfish bastard and was incapable of loving.

While other mistresses eventually moved on with their life and started a family with their new partners, a few fools like her mother stayed behind for a dream that would never be fulfilled. Angelica believed that Benjamin would come back to his senses and realize that she is the one that he wants, but Adele didn’t know how to break it to her. It was never happening.

Hoping for a coward is a very poor and terrible investment. You can’t save someone that doesn’t want to be saved. From the years that Adele has lived with the man called her father, she knew he would never leave his wife for her mother. No, not while the woman held him in an iron grip. Angelica was having a piper’s dream.

But it was not over because Adele had a feeling that the both of them were still seeing each other and the thought of them having sex made her want to throw up. God swears she was going to murder them if they dare birth another sibling for her. Not that it was going to happen since her mother should be in her menopause already. But then miracles do happen.

Her mother must have seen her through the peephole because there was no questioning before the door was thrown open. And behold, standing in front of her was a flawlessly beautiful woman that could turn heads even at her age. No wonder, Benjamin couldn’t let her go. Too cold for him to keep her, too hot for him to leave her. What a selfish bastard.

“Well, well, look what the cat dragged in?” Angelica drawled and Adele could sense the ridicule in her tone. She went on to say, “How long has it been? Ten? Seven? Five years?”

Adele stared at the woman, she was a replica of her mother except that while her hair was longer, Adele wore her dark hair in a bob. Her mother was slim, and dainty, looking like a model on a runway even on a casual day. Angelica was a natural at pulling off such finesse

While she was the opposite.

Adele’s body was built from her regular workout routines, and looked polished yet rugged. She was like a harmless cat who would charm and play around for its host until she strikes with her claws. Adele wondered who she inherited that ferocity from because it was definitely not from her charming and weak mother or her ambitious yet cowardly father, Benjamin. She was twice the man that he was and would ever be.

Adele opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out as she realized that none of her excuses would make up for not visiting her mother over the years. So she went straight to the point.

“I’m pregnant.”

The expression on her mother’s face fell at once and she moved out of the way, saying to her hurriedly,

“Come inside,”

Adele did as she was told and came inside the living room that was smaller than her place yet warm and comfortable for a woman her age living on her own.

“Alright, tell me, is this a joke or what?!” She heard Angelica’s interrogating voice from behind.

Adele turned, taking note of her father’s pictures hanging on the wall before facing her mother and asked her in a grim voice,

“Have you ever seen me come all the way to your place to joke?”

“Oh my God,” It finally dawned on the woman and she went pale in the face.

Angelica walked over to the table where her ashtray was resting and picked a cigarette from its pack, litting it in a hurry. She took a long smoke before throwing her head back and puffing it out.

“You do know smoking kills?” Adele reminded her. Not to mention secondhand smoke. It was not safe for her either.

“Well, it would not kill me as fast as my daughter who fucking got pregnant?!” She shouted at her angrily, “What the hell were you thinking?!”