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
When I recover from the shock of seeing Pietro alive again, I quickly approach him and without a second's hesitation, I hug him and begin to cry like a small child. Then, I take his face in my hands and kiss him on the cheek. He, on his part, remains static in his place, speechless from the surprise, which, to be honest, must be because he doesn't recognize me. Suddenly, I hear a loud clearing of the throat behind Pietro, and without letting go of him for a single moment, I turn my gaze to the person who has just arrived."That man you're kissing and hugging is my fiancé." Declares a rather annoyed Adanary, to which I feel the urge to ask her how it feels to have someone else touching the man you love, but I bite my tongue and just release Pietro."Excuse me, but who are you supposed to be? I know Mr. Lombardi, but not you." Adanary comments in a rather harsh tone. Then I take off my glasses to reveal my true identity."It's me, Adanary, Massimo's wife." Pietro looks at me quite surpr
"Thank you very much for everything, Mr. Lombardi, you have no idea how much what you are doing for me right now means." I say goodbye to him with a small handshake and get out of his truck.I climb the stairs of the mansion and head to my room; it is very late, and I am quite tired from the trip, which, although it has helped me to learn certain details of what happened, also makes the pain flood my body as I remember everything my children and I have suffered with Massimo's loss and not being able to be together as the family we are.I take a shower and go downstairs to have something to eat with my children, whom I hug as tightly as I can to be able to move forward with what I am about to do.Days laterIt has been days since I last went to the casino because I have many pending tasks to take care of, both investigating things here and managing my restaurant in Mexico. Although I left Mia and Anely in charge along with some of our men, there are things I need to resolve myself. All
I leave the office with Antonella and see that her children are playing with mine, who seem to be having the best time as their laughter can be heard throughout the room. I approach them and kiss my children."Mami, Giovanni carried me on his shoulders a moment ago, it was so much fun. He says his dad used to do that with them, why don't we have a dad?" I don't know what to answer my son as it's the first time he's asked me something like that, but Antonella quickly replies."You have a dad too, it's just that he's a bit sick and you can't visit him until he gets better." My son ponders her words, then nods and continues playing with Giovanni."Thank you." I whisper and give her a shy smile.I spent the afternoon playing with my children and chatting with Mrs. Antonella. She is a very pleasant woman, just like her children, who are delighted with mine. I can see a significant change in their faces compared to the first time I met them; now they seem more relaxed and relieved to a cert