It seems to me that we have a little more drama, don't we? Who wants a double update?
Lea:“What’s up with him?” Ezra asked, nodding at the garden where Mario was standing by himself, seeming lost in thoughts.“I am not sure,” I said, shaking my head in question. “Wasn’t he in the office with Diego?”“That’s what I thought,” he said, nodding at me to walk to the man.“I take it that you already regret us coming here.” Ezra teased, wrapping an arm around Mario from behind. He smiled and shook his head before he noticed that I was a step behind them. “You two came together?” He asked, raising an eyebrow. “Ironically.” Ezra replied, making me laugh. I was yet to thank the man for standing up to Renata for me, and though I wasn’t planning on arguing with the woman, his approach was something that forced her back despite the fact that I knew that she wouldn’t have done so. “And you didn’t burn the house down, no one heard the two of you fighting, and you’ve been standing here for more than thirty seconds without sending random comebacks at one another?” He asked, and I s
Diego: I opened the book, my heart racing against my ribcage as I took a momentary breath, unsure of what I was to expect. “Do you want me to leave you to go through it by yourself?” Giovanni asked, noticing that I froze. I shook my head. Whatever it was, I knew that mom wanted the two of us to know what it was about. Though how I was going to accept it or what I was going to expect; that wasn’t something that I knew. “I know that she gave it to the two of us to read together. She wants us to both know what it is.” I said, and he nodded as I started. “Dear Mario, I do hope that my letter finds you well. I don’t know how things are going to go, and I don’t know what they are planning to do. But I am with child, my love, his child. The two of us know that our love is more pure and you know that for the best of our interests, we are going to have to go with this. The creed is all I know, it is what we grew up for, but I believe that I have deviated from it long ago.” I read, taking
Lea: “Why is this the first time that I hear of this? Why did my father hide who he is and what is required of me?” I asked, shaking my head at Mario. He shook his head in response, pinching his bridge as he did. “We tried getting him to tell you. Believe me, the two of us have gotten in more arguments than necessary over this subject alone. But the man had his own perspective and as your father, he had the final say. No matter how hard I tried, when he didn’t want to listen, he didn’t.” Mario explained. “Years passed after your mother passed away, and in fear that we would tell you, he refused to bring you over.” “My father refused to bring me…?” “Yes,” Ezra said, and I frowned in confusion. The idea of that was something that I found absurd, especially when my father knew that I was always curious about why I didn’t see mom’s family. He knew that I wanted to have a family and whenever he asked, I would often tell him that I hoped when I found my mate; I would be able to have a b
Diego: It took everything in me to stay as calm and quiet as I was, reminding myself that the woman was my mother and if she did something, then it must be for a reason. But no matter how much I tried, I couldn’t find the right reason or excuse to give her. However, it wasn’t until I saw Lea walking up the stairs, her heart racing and her pain obvious in her eyes that my own pain seemed to find its way out of me, replacing itself with concern and worry. “Lea…?” “I need to be alone, Diego.” She said, stopping me from saying a word. Her eyes avoided mine but I rushed toward her, cupping her cheeks only to frown when I saw her tears falling from her eyes. “Lea, what happened?” I asked, my eyes widening in surprise. She didn’t say a word, but the sob that escaped her lips told me that she had reached her breaking point. “I don’t understand what I fucking did to deserve this,” she said, fisting my shirt as I wrapped my arms around her. “I tried to understand and I tried to give the
Lea: Diego stopped, not moving an inch as he looked at me. Our hearts raced against our chests, matching one another’s rhythm. And though I didn’t know whether it was me giving in to the mating bond, or was it me trying to escape what I was feeling; I just knew that it was something that it was a distraction that I was getting. “We can go as far as you want,” he said, finally allowing himself to speak. “If you want me to stop, I will.” “Diego…” “I am not going to push you through something that you might not want.” He whispered, leaning in to kiss my lips. Our lips moved in sync, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer as I deepened the kiss. He smiled into it, gently biting on my bottom lip, pulling it between his teeth, opening my mouth enough for him to push his tongue inside. I hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do, and catching on, Diego moved slowly, allowing me to explore. His hands slid down my body, massaging my waist, gently going up and down un
Diego: I smiled as I looked at Lea laying in my arms, peacefully sleeping. Her chest rose and fell with each breath that she took, and I couldn’t help but purr as I saw the love bite that I gave her on her neck. I had to admit, it took everything in me not to mark her here and now, knowing that she might not be ready for it. The idea of doing this when I didn’t know where we stood in our relationship, our mating, or our presence amongst one another. The woman didn’t even know that Cosimo was the one who killed her father. I hated to hide that from her, but I knew that she wouldn’t be able to understand or contain her anger. She needed to be trained, and regardless of what I felt right now, regardless of my anger toward my mother, the pain toward losing my brother, and the hate that I had toward the man that I should have called father. I didn’t understand how a man could be as cold and cruel toward his own blood. But I knew one thing, I wasn’t going to let him get away with it.
Renata: I frowned, seeing as I couldn’t get Diego to even look at me. The man was mine once, but now, now that the woman was claiming him, forcing herself on him, I couldn’t help but find myself losing him. I walked out of the front door, my heart racing against my chest as I sat in front of one of the oak trees that we had in our garden. It was the one that Diego kissed me in front of for the first time, and I knew that it meant more to the two of us than anything else in our relationship. I let out a low growl and pulled out the knife that I was initially waiting for Lea to come out to. I wanted to stab her. I knew that killing her was going to be the one way to end this, but seeing as Diego was the one who walked out of the room; I knew not to be as foolish. I pushed the knife inside the tree trunk, my heart racing against my chest at the force that had it digging in as deep as it did. And when I tried to pull it out, I cried out when I noticed that it was stuck. “I am curio
Lea:I woke up to lips kissing my forehead. I opened my eyes, ignoring the soreness in between my legs as I did, and looked up at Diego who smiled at me. He leaned in, connecting his lips with mine in a gentle kiss that made my heart swell. I kissed him back, smiling into the kiss, admiring the fact that despite knowing that he got what any Alpha wanted when they found their mate, to be the one person to touch them, being an omega, the man didn’t reject me after that happened.“Good morning, baby girl.” He said, his voice softening as he looked down at me. He rested his forehead against mine for a second before the smell of food caught my attention. I raised an eyebrow only to notice a trolley with two plates, juices, and a few small cakes.“What is this?” I asked, shaking my head at the man who pulled a bouquet from the last row of the trolley. He handed it to me, and I couldn’t help but blush as he smiled, taking my hand in his. “Diego, you didn’t have to do this…”“I know,” he sa