Game Of Love
chapter1 Introduction
Raphael
Some call me ruthless. Some call me a monster. I call it survival. I built my empire from nothing, and I will burn anyone who threatens it. Betray me, and you won’t live to regret it.
Emilia
My family was stolen from me. My father was murdered. My mother’s death was no accident. I played the obedient niece for too long. Now, I’m taking back what’s mine. And if that means striking a deal with the devil, so be it.
Luca Romano
Rafael’s right-hand man, his most trusted ally. I grew up in this world, learned its rules, and know how to play the game better than most. But my loyalty isn’t blind—I have my own reasons for wanting blood spilled.
Don Vittorio Moretti
I shaped Rafael into the leader he is today. Strength, power, control—those are the only things that matter in our world. Sentimentality is weakness, and weakness gets you killed.
Dante "Ghost" Moretti
No past, no identity—only results. You won’t see me coming, but I always get the job done. Rafael calls me when he needs someone to disappear without a trace. And I never disappoint.
Lorenzo Rinaldi
Power belongs to those who take it. Emilia thinks she can challenge me? Foolish girl. I raised her. I taught her everything she knows. And I will be the one to destroy her if she dares cross me.
Isabella Rinaldi
Emilia is a problem, and I don’t tolerate problems. She should have stayed quiet, played her role. Now? She’s nothing more than an obstacle in my way.
Marco Rinaldi
I always get what I want. And I want Emilia. She can fight, she can run—but in the end, she’s mine. Whether she likes it or not.
Nico DeLuca
Emilia’s family died, but she still has me. I’ll fight beside her, protect her, and make sure no one lays a hand on her. But she’s walking a dangerous path, and even I don’t know if she’ll survive it.
Apollo
She’s my human, my family. I have watched her cry in the dark, fight to stand tall, and refuse to break. If anyone dares hurt her, they’ll have to go through me first.
Author
Hey everyone!
Welcome to Game of Love, a story of power, betrayal, and a love that defies all odds. I'm your author, and I can't wait to take you on this thrilling journey!
In this world, love is a dangerous game, and no one plays it better than Emilia Marchesi and Rafael Alessio DeLorenzo Moretti. She’s a woman seeking revenge, willing to risk everything to take down the man who destroyed her family. He’s a ruthless mafia boss, bound by his own vendettas. When their paths collide, a deadly deal is made—one that will change both their lives forever.
But in the mafia world, nothing is ever just business. Loyalty is tested, secrets are revealed, and hearts are put on the line.
Are you ready for a story filled with passion, power, and unexpected twists? Then let the Game of Love begin.
Let me know your thoughts, and don’t forget to follow along—this is just the start!
Vows of Vengeance
Location: A lavish, dimly lit private room in an exclusive club. The air is thick with power, the hum of hushed conversations barely cutting through the weight of unspoken deals. Chandeliers cast an eerie glow over the men gathered, but at the far end of the room, one presence eclipses all others.
Rafael “The Reaper” sits in an ornate leather chair, his expression unreadable, fingers idly tapping against his glass. The door creaks open.
Click. Click. Click.
A woman enters, her heels striking the polished marble floor like a countdown to something inevitable.
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Emilia Marchesi
She doesn’t hesitate. She doesn’t falter. Every gaze in the room follows her, but her sharp hazel eyes are locked on one man—Rafael.
Raphael
(smirking, intrigued)
I don’t take kindly to uninvited guests. What’s your name?
Emilia
Eyes never leaving him, unwavering)
Emilia Marchesi . You don’t know me, but you’re going to want to.
Raphael
(amused, leaning back in his chair)
That so? And why is that?
Emilia
(voice steady, dangerous)
Because I need you to kill someone.
A flicker of interest crosses Rafael's face. He leans forward slightly, swirling his drink, but doesn't break eye contact.
Raphael
Everyone’s got someone they want dead. Who’s your target?
Emilia
(cutting straight to the point)
Lorenzo Rinaldi.
A pause. Even Rafael’s men exchange glances. That name is spoken with respect... and fear. But Rafael? He just raises an eyebrow, his smirk never faltering.
Emilia
(firm, with a hint of cold fury)
The man who murdered my parents. Stole everything they built. He thought I’d die with them. I want him gone.
Raphael
(slowly, eyes narrowed)
Family blood is messy business. What makes you think I’ll get my hands dirty for you?
Emilia
Stepping closer, voice barely above a whisper)
Because I’m offering you something in return.
The scent of jasmine lingers in the air, mingling with something darker—power, perhaps. She stops just short of his desk, eyes still locked on his.
Emilia
Lorenzo’s empire. His businesses, his influence, his men... everything he built. I’ll hand it over to you. But first, I want to watch him burn.
Rafael chuckles darkly, setting his glass down with a soft clink.
Raphael
You don’t just walk into a man’s club, promise him an empire, and expect him to bite. You’ve got nerve, I’ll give you that.
He rises slowly, closing the distance between them, his gaze sharp, calculating. His voice drops lower, dangerous.
Raphael
(leaning in)
Tell me, Emilia… are you always this bold, or is it just when you’re desperate?
Emilia
(meeting his gaze with an unshakable confidence)
Desperate women beg. I make deals.
A slow, wicked smile tugs at Rafael's lips as he steps closer still, their bodies now inches apart. The tension crackles in the air, thick and charged.
Raphael
(grinning darkly)
Dangerous little thing, aren’t you?
Emilia
(voice like honey, sharp as a blade)
You have no idea.
She steps even closer, her breath mingling with his, the tension palpable. But she doesn’t hesitate.
Emilia
(voice dropping lower, just enough to send a thrill through him)
I’m not just asking you to kill him, Rafael. I want more than revenge. I want protection. Power. And...
Her next words are a quiet, deliberate provocation. She steps closer, letting her lips brush against his ear as she speaks.
Emilia
(sensually, her voice a whisper)
I want you to marry me.
A sharp intake of breath is heard from someone in the room. But Rafael? He simply smirks, his amusement mingled with something darker.
Raphael
(Chuckling, voice low and dangerous)
Now that’s a new one. A woman proposing to me as part of a murder plot. You know how to keep things interesting, I’ll give you that.
Emilia
(voice dripping with confidence)
It’s not just marriage. It’s strategy.
She moves even closer, her body practically brushing against his. Her breath is warm against his skin, her words a quiet invitation.
Emilia
(voice barely audible, but dripping with intent)
Together, no one would dare cross us. We take everything Lorenzo built. And I make sure he watches it crumble before he dies.
Rafael’s expression hardens, a slow chuckle escaping him.
Raphael
And after that? What happens when the empire is in our hands?
Emilia
(soft, lethal)
Then we rule it. And I make sure Lorenzo Rinaldi is nothing but a name whispered in fear of what we did to him.
The air between them crackles. The tension is thick enough to cut through, both of them fully aware of the power play unfolding. Rafael's gaze never leaves hers as he lifts her chin with a single finger, eyes dark with amusement... and something far more dangerous.
Raphael
(low, dangerous)
You’re a piece of work, Emilia Marchesi. I like that.
He leans in, his voice a whisper against her ear.
Raphael
But if we do this, we do it my way. No exceptions. No second thoughts.
Emilia
(her lips curling into a smirk, voice just as dark)
I wouldn’t have it any other way. But remember, Rafael—you get my loyalty. My power. And together, we erase Lorenzo Rinaldi from existence.
Rafael leans back, studying her. His grin widens, a glint of approval in his eyes.
Raphael
(chuckling)
Fine. Consider it done. But understand this, Emilia—you wanted me involved? You got me. And once we start, there’s no turning back.
Emilia
(whispering, her smile sharp as a blade)
I don’t turn back. I only move forward… to the day Lorenzo begs for his life.
Rafael grins, his amusement dark and dangerous. He reaches for her, pulling her closer.
Raphael
Soft, low)
Good. Then let’s make sure he never gets the chance.
Echoes Of Power
[Nico’s Apartment – Late Evening ]
Nico DeLuca
Tell me you’re kidding.(His voice shakes with disbelief.)
Emilia
I’m not.(Her tone is firm, though there’s a hint of exhaustion in her eyes.)
Nico DeLuca
You went to him? Rafael Moretti? The most feared mafia boss?(He takes a step back, eyes wide in shock.)
Emilia
Yes.(She holds his gaze, unwavering, her jaw clenched with determination.)
Nico DeLuca
Are you insane?!
Emilia
Lower your voice.(She steps closer, her tone calm but authoritative, trying to keep control.)
Nico DeLuca
You walked right into the lion’s den and made a deal? With him?
Emilia
I didn’t just walk in. I had a plan. (A slight smirk tugs at her lips, her confidence shining through.)
Nico DeLuca
What kind of plan ends with you marrying Rafael Moretti?!
Emilia
The kind that gets me back what’s mine.
Nico DeLuca
You offered yourself to a killer, Emy.(His voice trembles with a mix of concern and disbelief.)
Emilia
I offered him an empire. My uncle’s empire. (She stands tall, eyes steady, as if she’s in complete control of the situation.)
Nico DeLuca
And he just said yes?(He shakes his head, disbelief written all over his face.)
Emilia
Not right away. He tested me first. He wanted to see if I’d break.
Nico DeLuca
And you didn’t.
(He can’t help but admire her resolve, though concern still clouds his features.)
Nico DeLuca
Emy ... Rafael is not a man you can control.
Emilia
I don’t need to control him. I need to make sure we want the same thing.(Her gaze is cold, sharp, as if she’s already mentally ten steps ahead.)
Nico DeLuca
And what if he changes his mind?(He stops, his voice quieter now, tinged with genuine concern.)
Emilia
Then I’ll deal with it.
Nico DeLuca
God, I hate this. But I know you won’t back down. (He runs a hand through his hair, frustration mingling with helplessness.)
Emilia
You really should be used to that by now.
(She raises an eyebrow, a knowing look crossing her face.)
Nico DeLuca
Fine. But when this goes wrong, don’t say I didn’t warn you.(His tone is heavy, a warning wrapped in affection.)
Emilia
Noted.(She gives him a small smile, but her eyes remain guarded, the weight of her decision hanging in the air.)
[The Scene Shift to Rafael & Luca at Rafael’s Private Residence]
A grand yet darkly elegant house on the outskirts of the city. The room is dimly lit, the warm glow of a fireplace casting flickering shadows across the expensive leather furniture. Rafael sits in a sleek armchair, a glass of whiskey in hand, his posture relaxed but calculating. Luca stands near the fireplace, arms crossed, clearly frustrated
Luca Romano
[grits his teeth, voice sharp] You’re making a deal with her?
Raphael
[swirls the whiskey in his glass, completely unbothered] Yes.
Luca Romano
[lets out a dry laugh, shaking his head] You’ve lost your damn mind, Rafael. She’s—what? Some spoiled brat with a death wish?
Raphael
(Leans back, smirking) She’s not just some brat. She’s Emilia Marchesi.
Luca Romano
[narrows his eyes] Yeah, and? That name doesn’t mean shit to me.
Raphael
[amused, tilting his head]😏 Doesn’t it?
Luca Romano
[frustrated, runs a hand down his face]
What’s her connection to Lorenzo? Why the hell is she even in this?
Raphael
[finally looks Luca straight in the eye]
She’s his niece. He raised her after her parents died.
Luca Romano
[stiffens, his whole body going rigid] …
His niece?
Raphael
[nods slowly, watching Luca’s reaction]
That makes her your cousin
Luca Romano
[steps back like he’s been punched, his face unreadable]
You’re lying.
Raphael
[shrugs, taking another sip of his drink] I don’t have a reason to lie. Look into it yourself.
Luca Romano
[his fists clench, his breathing heavy]
No. No way.
Raphael
She has her reasons, Luca. And now you have yours.
Luca Romano
Family means nothing to me.
Raphael
[leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees]
You sure about that? Because from where I’m sitting, this just got a hell of a lot more personal for you.
Luca Romano
[turns away, his voice strained with anger] If she gets in my way, I won’t hesitate.
Raphael
[smirks, watching him walk away] We’ll see about that.
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