Alla MOV
Kane stood at the donway, expressionless as he watched Gabriel beating Maria, as if the person being beates macht daughter at all, bir merely a stranger at no consequence.
There wasn’t a trace of emotion in Kane’s eyes, nothing but cold Indifference.
After watching for a moment, Kane turned and walked away.
Watching Kane’s retreating figure, Maria’s broken heart felt like it had sunk to the bottom of the ocean.
Lost in thought, another slap from Gabriel came across her face.
He glared at Maria with such intensity that he looked like he wanted to devour her, as if the Castro family’s current predicament was entirely Maria’s fault.
“Gabriel, you’re useless yourself, yet you take it out on a woman. Are you even a man?” Controlled by Gabriel, Maria couldn’t move and could only provoke him verbally.
“Am I a man? After fucking you so many times, don’t you know whether I’m a man?” Gabriel said crudely, lowering his head to bite her neck again. “Saying such things now, are you asking me to give you a good time?”
“Gabriel, let go…” Maria screamed hysterically,
What had she done wrong?
Why was she being beaten by these two men she thought were closest to her?
“Let go? If I let go, how can I make you feel good?” Gabriel said while unbuckling his belt. “I’ll take pity on you one more time and let you properly taste what a man is like.”
“Gabriel, do you love Alia?” Maria didn’t know why she mentioned Alia at that moment; perhaps it was a question deep in her heart that just came out.
Hearing Alia’s name, Gabriel’s movements abruptly stopped.
Did he love Alia?
The answer was absolutely positive.
Of course he did.
Once, he had wanted nothing more than to cherish Alia in the palm of his hand, hoping to see her radiant smile for a lifetime.
But it was because he took one wrong step that he lost the chance to continue loving her.
Maria, clutching her aching abdomen, continued asking: “Then if today it was Alia who failed to seduce Marco, would you treat her this way too?”
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No, he wouldn U!
If Alla had stayed by his side, if they had continued loving each other, how could he bear to offer her to another man?
Since he couldn’t bear to give her to another man, how could he bear to hurt Alla?
“Why?”
Maria never understood why despite all her devotion, Gabriel couldn’t see her, yet his eyes only saw Alia who never gave him any chance.
“Why?” Gabriel repeated.
He pondered this question for a long time before reaching a conclusion. Perhaps there was only one reason: a self- respecting, self–loving girl naturally earns others‘ respect and love.
So whenever he wanted to force Alia to do something, he was actually afraid deep down, because what such a woman might do was something he could never obtain.
He said: “Because Alia loves herself.”
She loves herself?
Maria couldn’t understand this. Doesn’t everyone love themselves? She loved herself too, but why could Gabriel never see
her?
“If you don’t even understand this, how can you compare to Alia?” Gabriel released Maria, straightened his clothes, an looked down at her condescendingly.
Maria lay on the bed, tears streaming down her face, thinking about what Gabriel had just said. After much contemplation, she finally understood.
Gabriel not only didn’t love her, but he completely looked down on her.
In Gabriel’s eyes, Maria was no different from a cheap whore, even worse than a prostitute, because she provided sexual services to Gabriel for free.
She should have realized these things long ago, but now that she finally understood, it was far too late.
“Stop playing dead. Go wash up and get ready. We’re meeting two old friends later. If you serve them well, I’ll make it worth your while.”
Lost in thought, Maria heard Gabriel’s cold, heartless voice again.
She suddenly opened her eyes, biting her lip hard: “Gabriel, don’t you dare force me to do such filthy things.”
“Even if I don’t force you, someone else will.” With those words, Gabriel gave a cold laugh and turned to leave.
Maria was always very clear about the methods of the Castro family and her father; she had witnessed many unspeakable scenes firsthand.
However, she never imagined that those dirty tactics would be used on her.
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The Godfather didn’t value her, so she had lost het greatest utility.
They thought it would be a waste of resources if she did nothing, so they planned to give her to other men to try fe
In their words, it was called ‘making the most of resources,”
Today I particularly wanted hot pot, so I dragged Marco to a hot pot restaurant.
The restaurant was in a remote location, but business was surprisingly booming.
When I entered the restaurant with Marco, the proprietress came to greet us with a smile: ‘It’s Alia, welcome, welcom
Despite not having been here for three years, the proprietress recognized me immediately.
I smiled: “Hello, proprietress!”
The proprietress’s gaze fell on Marco, and she smiled: “It’s been so long since I’ve seen you. Is this your boyfriend?”
“Not my boyfriend.” I turned to look at Marco, gripping his hand tightly, and said, “He’s my husband.”
“Congratulations, congratulations!” The proprietress praised us while leading us to our seats. “Take a look at the men first. Call me if you need anything.”
“Great, thank you!” I took the menu from the proprietress’s hand and passed it to Marco. “Marco, you order first.”
Marco said: “I’m fine with anything.”
“Mark, what a coincidence, I didn’t expect to run into you here.”
Nicolas’s voice suddenly came through. I turned to see the thin Nicolas standing by our table, with a casual smile at the corner of his lips.
Nicolas said: “Mrs. Vittorio, may I join your table?”
Nicolas was Marco’s friend, yet he was asking me if he could join us. I looked at him, about to refuse, when I heard Marco’s polite voice: “I’m sorry! No.”
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