Novels by Lumie Rose

Alessandro's POV A Week Later“Good morning, Angel,” I said, kissing Amelia on the cheek while she cooked.“Good morning,” she answered, her voice low and her concentration on the bacon in the pan.“I will be going to the market later on to pick up a few things. Wanna come with me?” I asked, taking a seat on the kitchen chair. She only shook her head as she started to put the plates on the table. I sighed and stood up.It has been a week since we ran away and another week since we started staying in a house I had bought in Otavalo.That is where I had decided we were going to start a new life. It was a small town tucked in the Andes Mountains. I knew the people who were going after us were good at tracking down people in cities using their affiliates, but Otavalo was too old, and they had zero interest in it. They used technology, using cameras, but here, there were little to no cameras here. It was also easy to fake our identity there. Amelia was now Angel Barnet, and I went by the

Amelia's POVAlessandro and I lay in our bed trying to catch our breath. It was early morning, and he had woken me up with his mouth between my legs. For the past six months, that has been our norm, waking up in the early hours to make love.“Good morning, babe,” I said, shifting to lay my head on his chest. He tucked my hair behind my ear and kissed my forehead.“Good morning, angel,” he said back. “How was your night?”“Perfect. Yours?” I said, looking up at him with a little smile on my face.“Well, I slept next to my angel, so that should not be a question,” he said, and I chuckled. He checked the clock on the nightstand and then said, “I need to get up. I promised Luis I was going to help with collecting grass for the celebration tonight."The Yamor Festive was starting that night, and we were taking part. It had been six good months since we started living in Otavalo, and they had been the happiest adult days of my life. The locals were friendly, and we had blended perfectly into

Alessandro's POV A Week Later“Good morning, Angel,” I said, kissing Amelia on the cheek while she cooked.“Good morning,” she answered, her voice low and her concentration on the bacon in the pan.“I will be going to the market later on to pick up a few things. Wanna come with me?” I asked, taking a seat on the kitchen chair. She only shook her head as she started to put the plates on the table. I sighed and stood up.It has been a week since we ran away and another week since we started staying in a house I had bought in Otavalo.That is where I had decided we were going to start a new life. It was a small town tucked in the Andes Mountains. I knew the people who were going after us were good at tracking down people in cities using their affiliates, but Otavalo was too old, and they had zero interest in it. They used technology, using cameras, but here, there were little to no cameras here. It was also easy to fake our identity there. Amelia was now Angel Barnet, and I went by the

Amelia's POV We stopped by his apartment, and he went up on his own and came back a few minutes later with a bag. We also switched cars, and he hit the road again. He was going even faster now, and I was starting to feel nauseated, but knowing the danger we were in, I could not complain. He drove for hours, and I ended up sleeping in my seat. “Amie?” I had his voice, and I blinked my eyes, waking up. “We need to get off here,” he said, and I slowly sat up straight. I glanced at the area, and we were at a train station.“Where are we?” I asked.“Nashville,” he answered, and I nodded. He had been driving fast, but I was still shocked he had gone that far.“Come on, our train will be leaving in a few minutes,” he said, and I nodded.We both stepped out. He carried the bag on his back and carried a sleeping Ben in his arms, and we got into the train.“There are CCTVs here,” I pointed out to him.“I know,” he answered, holding my head and leading the way“Then why are we here? Salvatore

Amelia's POV A click sound and a flush interrupted my moan, and my eyes flew open. And there, Enzo stood on the door to my bathroom, his phone flashing on us.I froze.“Fuck,” Alessandro cursed as he let go of me. My legs had been jelly, and his support had been the one holding me steady, so I fell over. I was no different from a dead man. Salvatore was going to kill us. He was going to kill my brother. I was going to be the reason why little Ben was going to end up dead. My body started to sweat all over, and I was shaking.My thoughts were interrupted by a thud sound coming from my room. Wondering what it was, I got up and rushed out. Enzo and Alessandro were fighting. There were throwing punches at each other and strangling each other. Alessandro was giving in his all, but Enzo was used to fighting. Fighting was practically his job, while Alessandro did everything in his power to avoid it. So Enzo had the upper hand. I stood there watching helplessly, mumbling what must have bee

Amelia's POVTwo weeks laterIt was Lily and Alessandro's engagement party. One that I had the torture to help planning. It was like Lily wanted to rub it in my face and drive it right into my head that she was the one marrying him. She was calling me every other time, disturbing my peace, asking me to make impossible changes to the initially planned stuff, asking me if I was anywhere near her fiancé since he was not answering his phone, checking up on me, and every annoying reason you could think of.I could not wait to see who was going to have the last laugh.I watched her, holding on to Alessandro like her life depended on it. They stood in the spotlight of the room, and people were congratulating them. Lily had a perpetual smile on her face, while Alessandro looked like he wanted to be somewhere else. His gaze caught mine amongst the crowd, and I winked at him, and I licked my red-colored lips and bit on it. His jaw twitched, and I knew I had him right where I wanted him. It was