Alessia's Pov The sweet aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted into my senses, pulling me from the edge of sleep. My eyelids fluttered as my groggy mind tried to grasp the impossibility of the moment. The scent was rich and perfect, as if a barista had stepped into my kitchen and worked their magic.I inhaled deeply, savoring it, and a lazy smile crept across my face. What I wouldn’t give for a cup right now, I thought. It was almost as if the coffee was right in front of me—My eyes flew open as the realization hit me like a freight train. I lived alone.Heart pounding, I shot upright in bed, clutching the blanket to my chest. And that’s when I saw him.Luca.He was sitting casually on a chair he’d pulled directly across from my bed, legs crossed, a steaming mug of coffee in his hand. His sharp eyes were fixed on me with an air of amusement, as if my panic was a source of entertainment.“Were you watching me?” I demanded, pulling the blanket higher to cover myself. The thin, light fa
Alessia's Pov I paced around my tiny living room, phone pressed to my ear. My mind was a chaotic mess, and I needed someone to talk to—someone who might make sense of this madness.Sophia picked up after a couple of rings. “Morning, sunshine,” she greeted, her voice light and teasing.“Sophia, you won’t believe what I woke up to this morning,” I blurted out, ignoring her cheerfulness.“Let me guess—more of your existential dread?”“No,” I said, my tone sharp. “A creep staring at me while I slept.”Her voice immediately turned serious. “What? Who? Did you call the police?”“Luca,” I replied, sinking into the couch.There was a beat of silence before she burst out laughing. “Wait, Luca? Oh, Alessia, that’s not a creep—that’s your mysterious, brooding… I don’t even know what to call him. Your project, maybe?”“This isn’t funny, Sophia,” I snapped. “He was just sitting there, watching me. And when I woke up, he had the audacity to smirk and act like it was no big deal!”“Sounds very him,
Alessia's Pov I jolted back, staring at Luca like he’d just grown two heads. "Surveillance? Someone wants to kill me?" My voice trembled as the words sank in. I hadn’t done anything to anyone—nothing to deserve this. "Why? I haven’t done anything. Why would someone want me dead?"Luca stood by the window, peeking through the blinds as if expecting someone to storm through the door any second. His calm demeanor only made my panic worse. "It’s not about what you’ve done," he said, turning to me. "It’s about who you’re about to become."My heart pounded as I sat down on the edge of the bed, my mind racing. "What are you talking about? I’m not becoming anyone!"He exhaled, stepping closer, his face etched with tension. "There’s someone... Elena.""Elena?" I repeated, the name foreign yet somehow menacing."Matteo was married to her," he started, before I cut him off with a gasp."You were married?" My voice rose, and I backed up, wrapping my arms around myself as if shielding against the
Alessia's Pov He didn't answer but continued to walk towards the door.The tension in the air was so thick it felt like a blanket suffocating my thoughts. I had packed as much as I could into a single duffle bag, my heart racing with every sound outside the door. Luca stood at the entrance, scanning the hallway with unnerving calmness before motioning for me to follow. As we stepped out, I felt the weight of invisible eyes pressing on my back.The walk to the car he had parked a block away was eerily quiet, save for the sound of our footsteps echoing on the pavement. I clutched the strap of my bag tightly, my knuckles turning white as I whispered, "Are you sure we’re not being watched?"Luca didn’t respond immediately. He opened the car door for me, his eyes darting to the shadows around us. “Get in,” he ordered.I slid into the passenger seat, my heart hammering as I buckled the seatbelt. Luca climbed into the driver’s side, started the engine, and pulled away without another word. T
Alessia's Pov The car rolled to a stop, and I couldn’t help but gawk at the sprawling underground garage around me. Row after row of luxury cars glistened under the soft overhead lights, each one a testament to obscene wealth. Ferraris, Lamborghinis, Aston Martins—each brand more extravagant than the last. I counted quickly in my head, but there had to be at least fifty cars parked here. My mouth went dry, and my fingers gripped the strap of my duffle bag tightly.“Where are we?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Luca stepped out of the car without answering, walking around to open my door. “Get out,” he said simply.I slid out cautiously, my eyes darting around the garage. “Whose garage is this?” I asked, my voice trembling slightly. “Is this... Claudia’s?”Luca glanced at me, his face unreadable. “No,” he said as if it were obvious. “This is mine.”I froze, my heart skipping a beat. “Yours?”He nodded, walking toward a sleek elevator at the far end of the garage. “Keep up,”
Alessia's Pov My chest tightened, and I looked around the massive room, suddenly feeling trapped. “What do you want from me?” I demanded, my voice breaking despite my attempt in being brave.“What we want,” the voice sneered, “is what’s owed to us. And we always collect, Alessia. Always.”“Who are you?” I whispered, gripping the phone so tightly that my knuckles turned white.“You’ll find out soon enough. Or maybe you won’t live long enough to care,” he said, his tone casual but laced with venom. “Let me give you some advice. Don’t get comfortable in that gilded cage Matteo's put you in. It won’t protect you when we come.”I could feel the blood draining from my face. “Why are you after me? I haven’t done anything!”The voice laughed again, harsher this time. “Your ignorance means nothing, Alessia. You’re a pawn in a game far bigger than you. Matteo knows it. Deep down, so do you.”I stumbled back, the edge of the bed catching me as I sat down hard. “I don’t know what you’re talking
Alessia's Pov “That hospital,” he said grimly, pacing now. “It’s owned by a part Claudia empire. Elena might have struck a deal with them .”My heart plummeted, a cold wave of fear washing over me. “No. No, that can’t be. Mercy Grace is… it’s supposed to be one of the best hospitals. My mom’s been going there for years!”“It’s not about the hospital itself,” Luca said, his voice sharp. “It’s about who controls it. The Claudia empire doesn’t care about the patients—they care about power and leverage. If they know you’re connected to someone in that hospital…”He trailed off, his meaning clear. They wouldn’t hesitate to use her against us.“No,” I whispered, shaking my head as the weight of his words sank in. “She’s just an innocent woman. They wouldn’t—”“They would,” Luca interrupted, his tone blunt but not unkind. “And if they’ve connected her to you, they’ll use her to get to you. That’s how they operate.”I felt like the ground had been pulled out from under me. Every nerve in my
Alessia's Pov “It’s not your fault,” she said softly, stroking my hair. “You’ve always been my priority, Alessia. I’d do it all again if it meant giving you a better life.”For a moment, the room was silent except for my quiet sobs. Then my mom pulled back slightly, her tear-streaked face softening as her gaze shifted to Luca again.“And this one,” she said, her voice lighter now. “He looks like he’d do anything to protect you.”I sniffled, wiping at my face as I followed her gaze. Luca stood silently by the window, his arms crossed and his jaw tight. Despite his usual composure, there was a flicker of something raw in his eyes—something protective and fierce.“He does,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.Luca stepped forward then, his voice calm but firm. “Mrs. Morreti, I need to ask you something important. Has anyone from the Claudia empire contacted you recently? Anyone suspicious hanging around the hospital?”She frowned, shaking her head. “No, nothing like that. Why?”
Andrea's Pov The flashbang’s blinding light faded slowly, leaving the room steeped in disorienting darkness and a heavy silence that draped over us like a shroud. I could barely see anything, but I could feel the adrenaline surging in my veins and the pounding in my head from the attack. For several long seconds, the only sound was my own ragged breathing and the echo of the shattered window where our masked attacker had escaped. When my vision cleared enough, I saw Sophia crouched near the desk, her gun still raised but trembling; I could feel my arm throbbing from the deep wound, blood seeping through my sleeves. The room reeked of smoke, sweat, and fear.“Are you alright?” I asked, my voice low and urgent as I stepped toward Sophia. She nodded, swallowing hard, her eyes wide and alert.“This was no random attack,” she murmured, her tone edged with grim determination. “They knew exactly what they were doing.”I scanned the room, feeling the eerie emptiness in the corners. My min
Andrea's Pov I stormed out of Alessia’s room, my heart pounding with frustration and something heavier—guilt. She had every right to be angry, every right to feel betrayed. But damn it, I had never lied to her, not truly. Keeping a secret wasn’t the same as deception. Or maybe, just maybe, I was only fooling myself.I raked a hand through my hair as I made my way down the dimly lit hallway toward my room. My mind was a tangled mess of thoughts, but something else nagged at the edges of my senses. A strange, creeping unease slithered into my gut. It felt like a storm rolling in—silent, inevitable, charged with something unseen.As I reached my door, I hesitated. The air was off. It smelled different—thicker, colder. There was a faint metallic scent lingering in the air, like rust… or blood.My body tensed instinctively. I pressed my hand against the door, feeling its surface. Cool. Too cool.Slowly, I turned the knob and stepped inside.The first thing I noticed was the silence—t
Alessia's Pov The moment I stepped into my room, I slammed the door shut behind me, leaning against it as I struggled to breathe. My chest felt tight, my mind spinning.Sophia.Sophia was Madam Claudia.How? How?I let out a harsh, shaky breath, pacing the length of my room. My fists clenched at my sides as I tried to piece together the impossible truth. It didn’t make sense. It didn’t align with anything I knew about her.Sophia—my Sophia—had been poor. She had come to me desperate for a job, practically begging at Marcello’s bar. She had been struggling, scraping by. And now I was supposed to believe she was the woman who had been pulling all the strings from behind a mask? The woman who had orchestrated everything, controlled everyone?I let out a bitter laugh, but it was hollow.I wanted to believe that I was mistaken, that I was seeing things. Maybe I was still drunk, still disoriented from everything that had happened. Maybe the chaos in the hall had clouded my judgment.
Alessia's Pov The air in the grand hall was thick with tension, the hushed whispers of the guests rippling like an incoming storm. Elena’s dramatic outburst had already shaken the foundation of the event, but just as I thought things might settle, another disturbance was brewing.From the center of the crowd, a man—tall, with streaks of silver in his hair and a sharp, authoritative gaze—stood abruptly. His voice carried through the hall, commanding immediate attention."This farce has gone on long enough!" he declared, his tone laced with anger and conviction. "Madam Claudia is no longer fit to lead. This entire operation has turned into chaos under her rule!"Murmurs of agreement spread like wildfire. The guests, who had been silently processing the recent turn of events, now had something to latch onto—something tangible.The man took a few steps forward, his confidence unwavering. "Think about it—under Madam Claudia’s reign, we’ve suffered unnecessary losses. Betrayal has fest
Alessia's Pov The ceremony was nearing its final moments, each word of the priest’s blessing washing over me like a distant hum. My hands felt clammy in Andrea’s grip, my heart hammering so loudly I was sure the guests could hear it.I wasn’t even listening anymore.I was drowning in a sea of thoughts—of Luca, of last night, of the strange way Sophia had whispered that she needed to step out for fresh air just moments ago.Something was wrong.The air around me felt too still, as if the world itself was holding its breath, waiting for something to break.And then it did.A loud crash from the back of the hall shattered the silence.Heads turned. Murmurs erupted.And then, a voice—sharp and laced with rage—cut through the air like a blade."You!"I barely had time to process what was happening before a woman stormed into the venue, her heels clicking furiously against the marble floor. Her dark hair was slightly disheveled, her expensive gown wrinkled as if she had been runn
Alessia's Pov The first thing I felt was a dull, pounding headache.I groaned, turning over in the bed, my body still heavy with sleep. My mouth was dry, and my limbs felt weak, but something felt… off.I blinked a few times, my vision adjusting to the dim light filtering through the curtains. My mind was slow to catch up, memories scattered like puzzle pieces waiting to be put back together.And then it hit me.Luca.The bar. The drunken rambling. Vomiting on him. Him carrying me back to my room. The warmth of his arms. The way he had helped me wash up, dressed me, tucked me in. And then—I sat up abruptly, my heart hammering.Dis we really have sex?I touched my body instinctively, heat rushing to my face. It had felt real—too real. But now, with the morning light casting shadows over the room, doubt crept in.Had it been the alcohol playing tricks on me?I looked around the room, expecting to see him somewhere, maybe sitting in the chair across from the bed or leaning ag
Alessia's Pov It feels so good, I instinctively squeeze my eyes shut to focus as much as I can on it. he continues on for another minute, slowly licking and sucking. Suddenly, I feel his mouth open wide, sucking as much of my breast into his mouth as he can. My hips start to buck, pushing up against his, and I feel his hand move down between my legs.Oh my god, it hadn’t occurred to me he’d do this. I’d only imagined simple things, kissing and touching, in the very brief fantasy that had entered my brain as I walked away from the bar. Logically, of course, this shouldn’t be a surprise, but somehow it is, and now the idea that his hand is going to be on my pussy is overwhelming. Hands, and what else? Tongue? Mouth? His dick? The very notion has my lower body aching, and I can feel myself squirming, moving, pushing my hips up to meet his hand.he lifts his head from my breast then, his lips wet and pink, and he watches my face as his hand presses between my legs.“You like it, don’t
Alessia's Pov “You smell like whiskey and vomit,” he interrupted. “And if you think I’m letting you pass out like that, you’re dumber than I thought. I scowled at him. “You’re a jerk.” “And you’re a mess,” he shot back.Before I could protest further, he helped me out of my soiled clothes, guiding me into the warm water.I let out a small sigh as the heat washed over me, his hands moved in ways that sent chills down my spine, he washed beneath my breast, and then over them. His hands moved to back as he washed all the way down to my lower chicks, I could feel his hands linger. He looked at me as if amused by my body.Then he stopped, I looked at him "what—what happened?"If I continue I may not be able hold back" he said as he walked away. A part of me wanted him to stay, wanted his touch. But I held back and watched him leave.Luca stayed just outside the shower, arms crossed, making sure I didn’t collapse.After what felt like an eternity, I stepped out, and to my shock—Luca was hold
Alessia's Pov The bartender gave me a look—one of those patient, knowing looks that bartenders are probably trained to give. He didn’t say anything, just poured me another drink.I exhaled sharply. “But this isn’t about Luca. No, no, no, it’s about this island and how nothing makes sense. Do you know how many people have died since I got here?” I squinted, trying to count, but the numbers blurred in my head. “It’s a lot. And it’s all connected. Madam Claudia, the missing boats, the whispers in the dark—” I paused, leaning in dramatically. “And now people are leaving threats under doors. Under doors! Can you believe that?”The bartender’s lips twitched like he was trying not to smile. “Not funny,” I grumbled. He nodded, as if agreeing, though I doubted he was even fully listening. I sighed, rubbing my temple. “Andrea’s hiding something, too. “That made me pause.Andrea.I shook my head, downing the rest of my drink. “He acts like he’s protecting me, and maybe he is, but he knows s