Luciano's POV I checked my wristwatch for the Countless time while waiting for Massimo who was twenty minutes late. I picked a classy restaurant where we could have a conversation about his recent actions. Luca sat beside me also waiting as I didn't go to important meetings without him. I remembered the flash and made a mental note to check it out later then stared at Luca. He was loyal and had worked with me for the past fifteen years when my father was still alive. He was diligent and could do anything for me. He had even given out his son for my sake when I was at the point of death and that strengthened my trust in him. "Do you want anything, Luca?" I asked. "No sir, thank you," He replied and drank the wine that was on the table. That was typical Luca, he was always contented and always rejected gifts except he was forced to take it. Because of his strong will, he was hardly manipulated. Or maybe not this time. "You know, I don't rea
Luciano's POV On seeing Amara in the hallway an idea came to my mind which made me smirk. I tiptoed till I got to her then made a whistling sound which got her startled. She kept her phone immediately inside the pocket of her joggers. I suspected that something was wrong but since I didn't have any evidence I didn't bother asking. "You startled me," She said looking annoyed. "I'm sorry about that," I replied and went to my room. I was feeling sweaty so I decided to take a quick shower and go back to her. In few minutes I was done and returned back to the hallway to find it empty. I was surprised because I thought she would be waiting for me. I didn't know if she was still mad at me that was why I wanted us to talk. I dialed her number twice but she didn't pick up and it pissed me off that she saw my call. Then I called Shuri because there's no place she'd be except for Shuri's room. "Is she with you?" I asked just to confirm after she picke
Luciano's POV With Luca away with Amara for the day's collection I felt at peace. After everything that had happened the previous night, I just needed my own company. I lied about trusting Luca, I actually didn't trust anyone with how things were going on around me. I only allowed him to do things for me because I knew he wouldn't want the bond we had to be broken. Gio was away at school which I was happy for. Ever since he fought back, he had been punctual in school. I just prayed that he didn't become worse than he was tending to be. Sitting in my office having less things to do I sent for Stefano. He came quickly and I asked him to sit while I went through some random things on social media. I viewed a lot of funny videos but I didn't laugh. I hardly laughed. "Get a bottle of champagne," I said after taking my eyes away from my phone. "Yes boss," He replied and got it then poured it for the both of us. I sipped a little of it and dro
Amara's POV After getting my things ready to leave the hall for sometime, I pouted not happy to be out of school for five days. Online classes didn't appeal to me but for me not to slow down my progress, I had to schedule it. I had my things in the car, so I stood while waiting for Luca. I went through videos on my phone and was about walking away to get a bottle of water when some stopped me. "Hey, you dropped something on the floor," I heard a deep baritone voice with a non-italian accent call me. Then I turned back to see a dark good looking man. "Thank you," I said as I collected what dropped from him. I tried to figure out where he originated from while he smirked knowing I would have a hard time if he didn't tell me. "By the way, who are you?" I asked finally admitting to myself that I couldn't guess it right. "I thought you could figure it out on your own," He teased. "My name is Obinna. I'm from Nigeria," He introduced himself.
Amara's POV We were presently at the party with Raul while I dragged my dress up again. Luciano had selected it for me against my wish and asked me to wear it or he'd blow off my brains. He had been threatening me a lot with that and soon I would ask him to blow it off so I could be at peace. The dress barely contained my breast and the length was slightly below my ass. It was stretchy so it went up as I walked, exposing my thighs to the view of everyone men out there. My arms were bare due to the dress's design and it couldn't be covered by my hair because Luciano ordered the stylist to pack my hair into a bun. It was one of those parties where I was forced to watch women pleasure men unwillingly while the men satisfied themselves. It felt dirty and I detested it but I couldn't tell Luciano about it because he encouraged them. I looked around and noticed people staring at me then I realized that it was because of the tattoo. I was forced to sit in
Dee's POV I went through some random things on my phone though my mind wasn't fixed on it. I tried to distract myself from thinking of important things. The door was opened so there was no need for Jordan to knock before coming in. He kissed and asked me what I was up to. "Nothing much, just trying not to think too much," I replied. "Massimo is around," He whispered to me and left so I can have my privacy. "Why haven't you taken any of the girls?" I asked immediately he entered the room. Call me impatient, that's what I was. "It's not that easy, Dee," He replied sitting beside me. "Stop delaying, Massimo. You know what Luciano can do," I warned. "Relax, Dee. I've got it all under control. I'm trying to collaborate with Arianna, though she's not as strong as Luciano she has a great influence and will be able to help us a lot," Massimo informed me. Not helpful. "I hope she helps out and doesn't get confused by her love for Luciano
Dee's POV After pacing to and fro I decided to meet my father. I became enraged when I remembered how I begged him to allow me stay in Italy. He hated me and I was very sure of it, I didn't understand how possible it was for a father to hate his son. I began to throw things around breaking my favorite flower vase in the process. I flung my phone as my door flew open with one of my guards running inside the room. "Calm down boss," He said trying to hold me down with others running inside as well. "Get out, all of you," I yelled. But no one listened as they kept arranging the things that were on the floor. They asked me to relax so that the people around wouldn't use me as an object for gossip. I listened to them as my anger calmed down a bit. I realized that throwing things around wasn't the appropriate thing to do but to face my father and pour out everything on my mind. Pfffff, throwing things requires alot of energy. Luciano should ha
Amara's POV My laptop sat open in front of me but I couldn't concentrate on the reason for opening it. I had a project to take care of but that wasn't important to me as I stood up with my phone in my hands. I paced to and fro in Luciano's room still contemplating on going on with my plans. That was it! I locked the door and went into the bathroom. I checked for cameras knowing that Luciano could be funny sometimes but I couldn't find any then dialed the number. 'Please pick up' Dee's responded immediately and I heaved a sigh happy that I didn't have to wait too long for him to respond. "Amara, how are you doing?" He asked. "I'm fine, I finally decided to call," I chuckled nervously but I still wanted to confirm if he was truly the one. "I guess," He replied and stayed silent while I thought of what to ask him. "When was the last time we talked and what did we talk about?" I asked and he told me everything making me feel relaxed. I can
EpilogueLuciano's POV I tossed on my shirt and stood up from the bed. While heading for the door, I wondered what good news Dante talked about. Presently, I didn't believe that good things could happen to me with how the events were turning out slowly. My life was already a wreck and I felt that nothing else could make it worse. "What's the news?" I asked tiredly, not even sparing him a glance as we made our way to the office. Discussing with my workers wasn't something I did in my bedroom. I felt that it was too private, and I didn't want anyone to feel special just because we conversed in my chambers. "I don't know how to say this," He chewed on his lips which irritated me. "Dante, I don't want to imagine that you made me leave the comfort of my bedroom just so you could show me how nervous you can be," I barked and he shook his head in disagreement. My patience was waning and I was ready to unleash my pent up anger on him if he wasted my time. "Dee has woken up from coma b
Luciano's POV Arianna's smile was still imprinted in my mind, leaving me to ponder on why she was acting like a good person. I guessed that it was the help I rendered towards her, but I couldn't help but doubt her intention towards my son and I. Immediately we were done with the party, I headed for Amara's room to check on her hoping that she would be feeling better already. I knocked on the wooden door and got in after hearing her muffled reply. Walking in to meet her taking a gulp of orange juice from her cup had me smiling. Her eyes scrutinized me with a strange calmness then lowered towards what I had in my hands.A polythene bag which had a plate in it. I brought fruit salad for her since it had a good taste and it was nice for pregnant women. "What are you doing here?" She asked when I was done being searched. "I came to see you since you refused to attend Gio's birthday," I queried and narrowed my eyes expecting an apology but her nonchalant look threw me off balance. "Ho
Luciano's POV The house was bubbling with excitement. It was Gio's birthday and not only was he celebrating a new age, he was going to be inducted into the mafia as a Made man fully. The latter part of the celebration didn't sit well with me because I didn't want him to have anything to with the Familia. It was just too dangerous and I wanted everything to end with me. I took a stroll around the hall to be sure that everything was in place. Though I was sure that Raul had done a good job, I still didn't feel comfortable just sitting around and making people do things for me. Different kinds of aroma hit my nostrils from makeshift kitchen near the hall where the party would take place. I was almost tempted to enter the kitchen and serve myself some food. I was disrupted from my stroll by a shrill cry that sounded from the hallway. I casted a glance at the direction of the noise and I found Shuri running away from Gio. "Be careful!" I let out a warning when Shuri almost tripped, b
Luciano's POV A knock sounded on my door immediately I dropped my phone on the wooden table and sat on the executive chair. It was another day, which meant that I had been given the opportunity to right my wrongs. "Come in," I ordered using my boss' tone. Things were slowly returning back to normal and I didn't expect any retaliation from Massimo's men. They were like sheeps without a shepherd and if he was truly dead, then I'd have to take over his territory. Gio sauntered into my office with a smile plastered on his lips. "What do you want?" My voice came out harshly, though I intended that it sounded nice and warm.He didn't care because his smile only widened. "I like the new father I'm seeing. I wish you'll continue to be like this and nothing will go wrong,"I shrugged in uncertainty. Gio was happy and I knew that Shuri felt the same way. I only hoped that I wouldn't mess things up later. "What will you do with Amara and Shuri?" He asked. "I'm still thinking about that. A
Luciano's POV For the first time in my life, I felt like I did everything right then wrong at the same time. My life was no longer the same with the kind of confusion that had taken a permanent place in my mind. I was so sure that I shot Massimo in the face, but his body was nowhere to be found. That fact alone should have disturbed me because it was common amongst us. Hiding people's body wasn't difficult for me, but I was just taken aback by the speed at which he was taken.I shook the thoughts off my head and went in search of Amara. She was the only one that kept me sane at such trying period. I didn't care if she was going to reject me again, I just wanted to know that her and my baby were fine. "Amara, can I come in?" I asked after knocking twice without getting any response. I smirked when I remembered how I used to barge into her room but now, she had to grant me permission or I'd stay outside for hours. "You can come in," Came her raspy voice. I didn't hesitate in goin
Luciano's POV My eyes blinked incessantly when I realized that I had shot Massimo. I lost the firm grip I had on my gun and I didn't bother picking it up when it fell. This wasn't me. I was always in control and never scared of killing. Seeing dead bodies and weak people plead for mercy before I cut off their heads or pulled a bullet through their heads was fun for me. So why did this feel different? I didn't regret any action I took but right now, I felt like turning the hands of time so I could make things right. I walked briskly towards him to know if he was still breathing but since he laid on his face, I couldn't risk it. Arianna who looked like she was about to faint held my hands while I dragged her away from him. If I couldn't do anything for Massimo, then I could channel my help towards Arianna and her son. "I feel so weak," She whispered and rested her head on my shoulder. "You'll be fine," I grumbled and she nodded. Her unsteady steps slowed me so I placed her on ba
Luciano's POV Sleep eluded me as I tossed restlessly on the bed. It was impossible for me to sleep with the thoughts that burdened my mind. My life was a wreck and so was the fate of my family. I sighed and got up from the bed and headed for the window to feed my eyes with the buildings that were lit up with lights. The street was quiet but it did nothing to calm me. I'd made a mistake by not listening to Obinna. He was right when he suggested that I take Shuri and Amara out of the house. Nowhere was safe anymore, not even my own house. Everyday, people did things to remind me that I should always have eyes everywhere or I'd die like a piece of shit. Massimo's face popped in my head as I thought of what to do to him. Though he had caused a lot of problems and unrest in my family, I took a bigger portion of the blame. Because of me my mother was killed and my father was kidnapped for several years. Alita killed herself because I'd turned into a monste
Luciano's POV Zino Alonso was kept in another room in my mansion. I didn't trust him to be treated outside my watch. I was still trying to come to terms with the fact that the man I had buried was still alive. Another surprising fact was that Dee kidnapped him. Father had really underestimated Dee's ability. He was smart but he lacked the brutality that was needed to operate in our world. My gaze lingered on the man who called himself my father and my mind was flooded with several memories of how he treated my brother and I. Dee always thought that our father loved me more than him, what he didn't know was that our father was a sadistic bastard who only cared about his ego and business. He gave me several dirty tasks and if I failed any of them, he'd make sure I was tortured till I became unconscious. I remembered a day when he gave me the worst punishment of my life than toughened me. That afternoon, he called me into his office. He was on edge for reasons I couldn't fathom and
Luciano's POV The room was extremely quiet, for which I was grateful. Amara had kept me on edge with her suicidal talks. She didn't feel excited to be back to me which made me wonder why it was so. I knew she loved me but a lot of things had happened between her and Dee. I was supposed to be repulsed by her, instead, I was drawn to her more than ever and wanted to protect her from any predator at all cause. My mind flashed back to the moment Amara was shot. I was still sad that Dee was shot even though he had been a pain in my neck. The moment he held Amara's neck and threatened to kill her, I knew that my brother had gotten more vulnerable than ever. And it was also surprising that Jordan put a bullet through him. They loved each other and it was surprising that Jordan would betray someone he loved so much. I strolled towards the wallpaper that covered the door to the secret room and stared at the patterns distractedly. "Isn't it for the best that I marry Amara? At least she w