SARAHTWO YEARS LATERI woke up with a jolt, that same nightmare haunting me again, the day Emilio had his men throw me out. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart, but then I saw Asher, my little boy, wide-eyed and awake in his baby crib. A smile broke through my worry, and I lifted him into my arms, feeling his warmth.“Why didn’t you cry, huh?” I teased, holding him close. “Were you waiting for mommy to wake up?” He just giggled, his little hands reaching for me, and I couldn’t help but laugh. It was our little morning ritual.As I fed him from his feeding bottle, the memories I was trying to suppress came flooding back. I could still see their cold eyes, hear the harsh words of his guards, and feel the rough grip of their hands as they dragged me out of the mansion. The pain of Emilio's betrayal hurt deeper than any physical wound.I closed my eyes, the weight of those memories pressing down on me. He didn’t even have the guts to tell me to my face. One minute, I wa
EMILIOI pounded the punching bag, my fists connecting with a relentless fury. Sweat streamed down my body, mixing with the salt of my frustration. Each punch was a desperate attempt to regain some control over the chaos in my head, but it was never enough. The anger, the pain, the regret—they all surged back with a vengeance.Sarah. Her name echoed in my mind. It had been two days since the wedding, but the encounter was still fresh. I couldn’t forget how she defended that guy, her supposed friend. Every time I pictured her standing up for him, my blood boiled."How could she?" I muttered through gritted teeth, landing another blow. "How could she stand by him like that?" Did he have some sort of interest in her? I wouldn't be surprised if he did. He was literally hovering around her throughout.My woman! Goddamit!The image of Sarah with him played on a loop in my mind. The way she looked at him, the way she laughed with him—it drove me insane. I couldn't shake the memory, and with
EMILIOI stepped out of my mustang, taking off the dark sunshades. Right In front of me stood a dainty little bungalow, it's paint waning and it's wood chipping away but it was still in good shape.My phone buzzed in my pocket, I'm guessing that was Luca.Viewing the message sent, a lopsided smile curled by the corners of my lips. Yes Luca had texted, he wanted to know if I'd gotten here and if I had the balls to talk to Sarah. A deep sigh escaped my lips as I tucked the phone back into my pants. Jack had given me the directions to Sarah's place. He said he had visited Sarah a couple of times prior to his wedding.Of course he probably had no idea of the rift between I and Sarah. Maybe she had cooked up some lie that she was just visiting a friend or she wanted to be away from the hassles of the mansion. I doubt he'd have sent the address to her place if Sarah told him what had transpired between us two years ago.I gazed at the house in front of me and suddenly walking felt difficu
SARAHI couldn't stop thinking about Emilio's sudden appearance at our house. The way he looked at me, the way he glared at Conrad, it all felt like a bad dream. I sat down on the couch, my heart heavy with worry. Emily was in the kitchen, making us some tea."Emily," I called out, trying to keep my voice steady, "Is the tea almost ready?" I asked."Already out. Sarah we need to talk about what happened with Emilio today. And what better way to do it than over a cup of coffee? He is becoming a real pain in the ass"She walked over, handing me a steaming cup. "I know, Emily. That man wants to ruin my entire life" "I still can’t believe he just showed up like that. When you told me I almost wanted to tell you that you could be imagining things until Conrad said so himself. What does he want from you after all this time?"I sighed, staring into my cup. "He is stupid if he thinks I'd still go be with him. But I’m uneasy about Conrad. Emilio can be extremely crazy. I’ve seen the kind of t
SARAHAs I stepped out onto the bustling street, I waved down a cab. Just as it pulled up and I reached for the door handle, I felt a presence behind me. Turning around, I was startled to see Luca and Marcello standing there, blocking my path.“What the hell?” I blurted out, my heart racing. “Have you two been following me?”Luca, with his usual smirk, shrugged. “Sarah, we need you to come with us.”“Go to hell,” I snapped. I turned back to the cab, opening the door, but before I could get in, Luca slammed it shut with a loud thud.“Hey, let the girl go!” the cab driver yelled, leaning out of his window. “Or I’m calling the police.” he added.Luca didn’t even flinch. He slowly reached inside his jacket and flashed a gun, just enough for the driver to see. “Drive away, now,” he said calmly, “or you’ll have a bullet in your head.”The driver’s face went pale, and without another word, he sped off, leaving me alone with these two goons.“Is this what you’ll be doing from now on?” I deman
EMILIO I headed straight to the cellar the moment my capos informed me that the work had being done. I had task Luca and Alessio with the job of getting me Conrad. If that is indeed his real name. Ever since Nikolia's arrival into our lives, everybody was a suspected threat. As crafty and cunning like his father, he had managed to evade our grasps for two whole years but caused havoc in our systems, factories and warehouses. God I am so fucking tired of these Ivanovs!My fear ignited, clawing at my chest and my urge to kill rose. Could Conrad really be part of Nikolia's plot? Was he sent to kill Sarah, waiting for the right moment to strike?If Conrad is indeed their blood, he'd be a dead man! And I meant every word of it.These thoughts had me churning on the inside. Swiping open my phone, I glanced at images I took of Sarah in the past. It kept me going, a fervent reminder that my actions were good and I was doing the right thing by protecting her.I marched towards the cellar,
EMILIOThe sanitary smell of antiseptic filled my nostrils as I stood in the hospital ward, my heart pounding in my chest. I glanced at Luca and Alessio, their faces also filled with the tension and anticipation I felt. We were all waiting for the doctor to return with the final results.When the doctor finally walked in, holding a sheet of paper, I could barely breathe. He looked at me and nodded. “Mr. Emilio, the test confirms it. Conrad is your brother.”I couldn't believe it. The hospital lights felt too bright, too sterile for the intensity of what was happening. I stood there, staring at the DNA results that confirmed it once again: Conrad was my brother. A flood of emotions washed over me—shock, relief, and an unexpected surge of happiness.Shock ran through me. Despite the previous test, a part of me wouldn't fully believe it. But now, with this confirmation, the truth was clear. Luca and Alessio exchanged glances, both looking as stunned as I felt. Conrad, on the other hand,
SARAH I paced to and fro around the house, my heartbeat at 360 beats per minute. Man if anything happens to Conrad, I don't give a fuck I'd literally call the cops on Emilio. We hadn't heard from him in three days ever since the day Emilio barged into my home unannounced and also had his men stalk me and drag me to meet him.I just know Emilio is behind everything.I mean who else has such an audacity?Emily has been worried sick about him. I don't ever want Emily to suffer because of me. She has done so much for me. She stood by me, supported me, helped me patch myself up and she has been that shoulder I can always cry on. It would be so cruel of Emilio to cause her any form of pain.She was there for me when he wasn't! Both she and Conrad.Why is Emilio doing this to me? Does he want to seperate me from everyone I love? What sort of a man is this!?Emily currently was not home. She rushed out without saying a word to me after she received a strange call.I opted to follow her