Amara's POV The sky darkened as I walked through the lonely path Gio asked me to follow. I was skeptical about the arrangement he had made for me but his constant assurance calmed me down. Leaving the house wasn't an easy decision but I was left with no choice. Staying there was choking, I couldn't think or even live properly. So I talked to Gio about my plan and he promised to help me. I was surprised at how eager he was to assist me, but since he was the only one who offered to help me I accepted it. While we talked, I could sense how much he wanted me to be away from the house, like he had some plans in mind. I thought of Luciano while I walked and wondered what he would be doing now. He would be looking for me but he wouldn't be able to find me, because I made sure that every way to locate me was cut off. My phone kept ringing but I didn't pick, knowing who the
Amara's POV Dee took me into his house and walked away leaving me with Jordan who couldn't stop gazing at me. It made me nervous and uncomfortable so I looked around to distract myself. My eyes caught the painting on the wall and it reminded me of the one in Luciano's room, beside the wallpaper that covered the entrance into the secret room. There was thick silence in the room, so much that the sound of a pin could be heard if dropped on the floor. I stumped my feet on the floor nervously and caught him staring at me. "Did you enjoy your ride?" He asked, standing up. I ignored him, still wondering where Dee went to. I wished I could talk to Gio and ask him what was going on since everything had gone bazark. Dee walked into the room casually and sat on the armchair that was opposite me. I glared at him for interrupting my plans. I didn't know who to blame anymore and I began to wish I never left the house. "Why did you come to t
Amara's POV I finally admitted to myself that I had made a grave mistake. I shouldn't have listened to Gio or even thought of leaving the house. Was that why he had been al strange? I clutched onto the bedsheets tightly as I remembered how Dee punched me in the face without remorse. He had changed and I couldn't place the reason for his change. I wished I could call Luciano to come and take me from this place but it wasn't possible. Gio's disappointment kept me in shock and I wondered what he would gain from selling me off to Dee. I was exhausted from thinking so I shut my eyes and drifted off. I woke up feeling uncomfortable like I was being watched so I jerked when I saw Jordan stare at me casually. His attire amused me which made me wonder how Dee coped with someone like him. 'Dickhead!' He was dressed in a pair of faded jeans with a black shirt that clung onto his lean body; He wasn't muscular. A scarf that contained several colors was t
Dee's POV I felt irritated while staring at her. The fact that she was pregnant disgusted me because I knew it wasn't mine but my brother who I loathed so much. That bastard always takes what belongs to me! Why?! I moved away and tried to stop the tears that flowed from my eyes freely. I cleaned my face immediately not wanting anyone to see how vulnerable I was. I needed to be sure that she was actually pregnant though I saw the blood. It could just be a line. "Are you really pregnant?" I asked. She barely nodded before passing out. My heart reached out to her because of how weak she looked, and I regretted leaving her alone with Jordan. "Why don't you kill her now, so you can go ahead with your plans?" Jordan suggested after shutting the door behind him and Dee glared at him. "Not yet," I said coldly. "Why not?" He asked in a whisper like he was scared of someone else eavesdropping on them. "I have hacked into her phone and Gio's al
Dee's POV I was scared stiff to my bones when I saw him point the gun at me and I got really angry in my innards that he still had much influence over me. He was here for Amara and if he evee discovered that I was the one who took her then I will be dead meat. I couldn't risk that so I thought of what to say to calm him down and I was also happy that she was no longer in the house. "Calm down brother, you wouldn't want to kill your only brother, do you?" I asked nervously. "I don't care about my relationship with you. Where is Amara? Where have you kept her?" He thundered, cocking the gun. With how mean and determined his face looked, he was ready to shoot if I made any wrong move, so I worked on calming him down or I die. "She isn't here, Luciano. What made you think she will be here?" I asked and made an angry face which he didn't bother looking at. "What do you mean she isn't here?" Luciano asked, confusion visible in his voice.
Dee's POV Living with Amara made me feel so uncomfortable. Everyday, I was reminded that the baby in her womb wasn't mine. Most times, I was tempted to punch the baby out of her stomach but that would make her hate me more and put her health at risk. So I made a decision. I would have to eliminate the baby when it is born, I didn't have a concrete plan yet but it was already decided. If I was to live in peace with Amara then the baby had to be out of our lives. I watched every of her moves and I could tell that she was very protective of the baby, which annoyed me and got imagining her taking care of my own baby like that. I left her alone in the room after making sure she was fine then headed to the kitchen to take a glass of water. My steps were noiseless so Jordan didn't know that I was watching him. "You seem to be busy with your phone, what's going on?" I asked and he dipped the phone into his pocket, looking startled. "Why did you
Luciano's POV Ever since she left, I had been so restless and unhappy. I felt like she left with a part of me in her, the happy side of me. I kept ranting and screaming at anyone who tried to tell me anything. Her absence made me realize how much I loved her and how important she was to me. I never treated her right and that was why she never confided in me. I promised myself that I would take care of her and never hit her if she came back to me; if I found her. So far I had destroyed some of the paintings on the wall, the flower vase that decorated my table and even threw half of my documents on the floor and I wondered why I hadn't smashed my phone as well. Shuri and Gio were present in the room but none of them could calm me down as I had gotten very livid. Shuri's bag was packed beside her, ready to leave to Massimo's. I sighed, remembering that I hadn't settled the issue we had. "You have to calm down, Dad. Maybe she ran away, y
Luciano's POV I was surprised at the message because it wasn't typed, but it was a video so I clicked on it and sat down to watch its content. The first person I saw got me startled. It showed Amara lying on the bed with how mouth gagged. Her hair was tussled and I could hear her groans from my phone. Then someone climbed her and tore off her clothes while she struggled against him. I would have smiled at how fierce she was if we were together so I watched the video to see who the man was and discovered that it was my twin, Dee. I paused the video in shock, anger coursing my bones making me regret why I left his house without searching the rooms thoroughly. Especially the room he stopped me from entering. God help him when we see because I would rip him apart. How dare he mess with my woman? I played the video again though I was enraged and watched how he smacked her ass and tried to taking off his pants. The irritated and disgusted me further so I paused it finally so I
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