"Good evening, Mrs. Carluccio! To what do I owe the honor of your visit?" He inquires. I like that he doesn't beat around the bush, so I can be completely frank from the start."Good evening, Mr. Lombardi! My name is now Lucrecia Montemayor, you understand it's for security reasons. To be honest, I want to ask for your help." As soon as he hears this, he lets out a loud laugh. For my part, I remain impassive, waiting for him to say something."Very smart of you. What kind of help? To be honest, it's strange that you come to me after what happened more than a year ago." His expression changes to one of deep pain."I want you to tell me if you know anything about Luciano De Angelis or rather Massimo Carluccio." He doesn't seem surprised when I mention this, so I assume he knows something."Madam, what do I gain by providing you with this information?" I knew he would ask for something, so I came prepared."I have information about the murder of your son Renzo Lombardi." I extend an enve
Lilibeth I received a call from Giuseppe Lombardi asking to meet tonight. I believe I have achieved my goal and he will provide the help I need. As we have agreed all this time, I am going with Donato and other men who will pose as clients for my protection.We arrived at the club and, just like last time, his men searched us to see if we had any weapons. However, this time they know what awaits them if they try to mess with me. They let us pass after taking Donato's weapons, and we find ourselves in front of Giuseppe.“Good evening, Mr. Lombardi! I hope you already have an answer regarding the proposal I made to you.” We shake hands and then take our seats.“Good evening, ma'am! The truth is, I've thought about it quite a bit, and besides the information about my son's murder, I would like to ask you for one more thing. If you agree, I will provide a safe house for you and your family with my best men to guard it for as long as necessary.”“What else could you desire from me?” I ask
Lilibeth I get up to go to the bathroom, but I inform Donato and the others that I'll be back soon. Suddenly, I feel a hand on my waist, and just as I'm about to hit it, I realize it's Massimo. We greet each other, but I notice he caresses my bare back, making me feel a desire to be possessed by this man whom I thought had been dead for a long time. For a moment, I get lost in his beautiful eyes, just as I used to.He waits for me while I go to the bathroom, and when I say goodbye to him, he pulls me close without warning and takes me to a room that seems to be the club's storeroom. He starts kissing me, making me get lost in my memories. He unties my dress, but when I think that he might have already had sex with Maritza, I feel disgusted at the thought of him being inside her and then inside me. When I confront him about his girlfriend, he explains that he hasn't slept with her, but I don't believe him; he must be making it up to sleep with me. However, when he mentions his acciden
True to my word, I decide to go again to The Underworld club, hoping to find my husband, but at the same time I fear that Maritza might discover us and all my plans could be ruined before I can get my revenge on her.After talking for a moment with Mr. Lombardi about some documents for which I need his help to discover where all the diversions that were done to my husband went, and he promised me that both his accountant and his lawyer would help me, I decide to go to the bar and order a drink. That's when I feel a hand resting possessively on my waist, just like Massimo used to do. I turn to see who it is, and indeed, it is him. He leans into my ear and whispers.“I've been waiting for you all these days.” Then he bites my earlobe a little, making me lose my mind and want to throw myself into his arms. However, Palmieri's gaze brings me back to my senses.“Not here, Mr. De Angelis. Someone could see us and tell your fiancée.” He shakes his head and, before leaving, whispers to me aga
“Then I'll be leaving, and thank you again for everything.” As soon as I leave his office, Palmieri approaches me upon seeing my hand wrapped in the handkerchief.“Are you alright, ma'am?” He asks, concerned.“Yes, Palmieri, it's nothing serious. We should go downstairs; my husband is waiting for me.” He looks at me in surprise at what I've just revealed but says nothing more, just nods and we head back to the elevator.As soon as we reach the ground floor, I quickly look for Massimo, who is drinking next to a woman who seems extremely interested in him. I can tell by the way she looks at him and tries to take his hand. I approach them and catch what he's saying, which makes me laugh a little.“I'm sorry, but I'm not interested. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm waiting for my wife.” He's about to turn around when I hug him from behind and press my face to his neck, which is easy since he's sitting down.“Hi, love, thanks for waiting for me.” He turns, and as soon as he recognizes me, a g
A month has passed since Palmieri suggested intimidating Rinaldi's widow, and although we haven't talked about it again, he brings it up when we're practicing my shooting lessons."Ma'am, I have found Rinaldi's family." I purse my lips and am about to tell him the same thing I said that day, but he doesn't let me speak as he continues, "I know you're not like me. I know I've lived my whole life this way and I'm used to it, but the important thing here is that I truly believe you should talk to his widow. And well, I don't think it's necessary to go as far as what I suggested weeks ago. They're having a really hard time. I'm sure if you offer her help in exchange for information, she'll accept." He says seriously, with a bit of sadness."How did you find them? And why do you say they're having a hard time?" I ask, a bit hesitant."Although you made it clear that day you didn't want to threaten them to make them talk, I continued investigating their whereabouts. They live about a day fr
We take our seats, and Antonella sends her daughter Bianca to make us some coffee. After she returns from the kitchen, we sit again in the small living room, and her mother begins her story."What I know is that my husband started suspecting someone from his business partners' circle because much of the stolen merchandise turned out to be the most profitable, and given how precise they were in targeting those shipments, he started investigating on his own and found that mysteriously, Salvatore had been receiving a lot of money in accounts outside Italy. Don't ask me how he knew because I don't know either. The day my husband was murdered, he received some very important documents. He left me copies and took the originals with him, telling me he had caught the traitor and hurried off with almost all his men. Please give me a moment." She takes off a gold chain from her neck with a small heart-shaped locket with tiny inscriptions on it. For a moment, I think she is going to show me a pi
Due to Maritza's threat, I decide to abstain from going to the casino where I usually meet Lucrecia. I don't want anything bad to happen to her, but after another week without seeing her, the desperation grows, and tonight I decide to look for her.When I arrive at the place, I stay at the bar for a moment, having a drink, when a guy approaches me and starts talking as if we were gambling buddies. This, of course, takes me by surprise, but I decide to play along."Luciano! What a wonder to have you here again today. How about we continue that bet we left pending a few days ago?" He puts a hand on my shoulder. I look at him for a moment and then nod."Sounds perfect, I hope to beat you this time." We take the elevator and head to the fifth floor. Once there, we get off and the guy takes me to a VIP gaming room where only a few have access."Sorry, sir, it was the only way not to arouse suspicion that you are waiting for my boss." He says, noticing my puzzled look, and then explains: "M