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
Amara's POV I held in the laughter that threatened to burst out of my mouth. Was that jealousy I sensed? "Yes, it was his. And I'm actually thinking of accepting his proposal and starting a real relationship with him," I said. Omg! His face!I shouldn't have said that but, I did already. "Join me," He offered as he lay on the bed with a smile. I didn't want to because I had a lot of things on my mind. And I also didn't want to be charmed by Luciano's sweetness again only for him to treat me like trash later on. "I don't want to," I refused and his smile turned to a frown. "Amara, you are just a sex slave. So you don't have the right to refuse me when I ask you for anything, including your body. Do you understand me?" He asked his voice rising in anger. "Yes," I replied angrily that he had switched again. "Strip!" He ordered. Having no choice but to obey his command, I took off my dress quickly. I was left with my blac
Luciano's POV I left the room angrily though I was bothered with how I left her. She was too stubborn and always loved to be taught a lesson. I pray she didn't collapse out of exhaustion. I needed to go somewhere really important but I had to make sure that Shuri didn't leave the house, she was unsafe same as Amara. But I needed to protect her more because of Massimo's eyes on her. I called the guards close to me and instructed them strictly not to allow Shuri out of the house. I had to threaten them with their jobs and knowing how well they were treated, they knew better than to disobey me. Raul and I got to the meeting point and I asked him to stay around. I didn't want him listening to our conversation. I ordered a drink but left it untouch while waiting for Massimo to come quickly. He was always late but I didn't allow it to annoy me because we had something
Luciano's POV I returned to my club sipping another glass of wine though it was more alcoholic than the previous one I had taken. I was engrossed in my thoughts and kept wondering why people suddenly saw me as weak. I never acted like one! Or had they seen how I act with Amara and Shuri and thought me to be weak? Shit! That can't be good. My hands rested on the table, thinking of what to do next when a guard whispered to me of Dee's presence. I straightened after asking him to be let in though I felt I was doing something wrong. "Hey bro," He greeted while stretching his hands for a handshake. It felt weird but I didn't want to reject his gesture so I received it then turned my attention to the band that played smoothly. I looked around and watched people smiling, shaking their heads to the rhythm of the song while some couples swa
Amara's POV I was bored as usual, as the people in the house barely talked to me. I didn't care because we had nothing to talk about. Luciano and I hadn't crossed paths for sometime and I felt like he was avoiding me which made things easier for the both of us. My eyes darted to the wallpaper and I decided to check the room not minding if I'd be stuck in there again. Staying there alone was better than being with someone who didn't care about me. I took off the wallpaper and rolled it to a certain limit then touched the door which opened swiftly. Dust and cobwebs filled the room and I wondered why Luciano didn't bother taking care of it. Several pictures were hung on the wall and I stared at them in amazement, wondering how someone could resemble me so much. She was beautiful and had a charming smile, her eyes were innocent and her hair looked soft and full. Looking at the pictures, I understood why people talked about our similar looks, we were was
Amara's POV Returning to class after the short break made me happy. I was able to interact with the few friends I had made earlier and learnt more. Lectures went smoothly as expected and I made sure that I didn't think of anything else but my study. If I finished with my studies then I'd have to look for a well paying job and start my life over. Someone threw a rolled paper at me and I turned back to see Obinna waving at me. I smiled back at him contemplating on asking him to check out what was on the flash drive. I made my decision and tore out a piece of paper then told him what I wanted him to do and added my phone number as well. I threw the paper back at him and made sure the lecturer didn't notice what I did. Before they call us 'live birds'. I didn't want to be asked to stand up for disrupting the class. Well, I don't think that happens in college. After class, I stood outside waiting for him to meet me. He walked towards me wea
Amara's POV Stealing from Gio got me paranoid though it had been more than a day since I collected the money from him. I kept avoiding anything that would make us bump into each other and stayed put in Luciano's room. I was surprised at my reaction and wondered if I wasn't the same person that picked pockets for a living. It was the act stealing that brought me to Luciano's house and now I had become scared of being caught. "I gest I learned a lesson" The hiding was over as I saw him enter the room. My heart skipped two beats as I watched him come closer to me, he know about my theft, his eyes showed it. "Hey mama," He called jokingly while I stared at him with a straight face trying not to give away myself. "Hi, Gio. You look better today," I said with a confident tone. "I feel better, thank you for checking on me and taking my
Amara's POV "That's for trying to act like you care." She spat while I glared at her. She was really testing my patience. But at the same time, do I care? Yeah! I really do care. "Do you know who Pablo is?" She asked suddenly. I didn't know whether to agree but since I saw him as unimportant I denied it. "I don't know him," I lied. "That's a lie, he said that you both has dated for sometime," She stated getting me angry. I felt like telling her everything about I and Pablo's relationship but seeing her present mood I knew she wouldn't believe me. "We never dated," I debunked. That yucky! That son of a bitch isn't even called Pablo, his name is Bruno and he is my relative. Should I tell her that now? "You're too secretive, Amara, I don't want to talk to you anymore. Don't you realize that I've been avoiding you for sometime now? It's because you care only about yourself," She said and I shrugged. This girl bis really a brok
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