Luciano's POV I cried till my head become heavy and no tears flowed anymore. I haven't cried this way in a long time and it made me uncomfortable because I hated the feeling of weakness and crying made me weak. Alita's death crumbled me and I became a shadow of myself for four years then Amara came into my life. She looked just like Alita and reminded me of her so I decided to keep her. I made some research on her background and discovered that it was her parents that I killed several years back. But it wasn't that way she meant it! I didn't mean to and I only shot at ach of them once. Still, She was an orphan because of me and now, I understood why she was bitter with me. She was gone without trace and no one was around to comfort me. My chest tightened and I began to hyperventilate, the feeling of anxiety washed over me, so I rushed towards my drawer and took my drugs. I had stopped taking it for a long time ever since I had the discus
Amara's POV My night was restless and my stomach kept grumbling in hunger. I felt bile rise up my throat severally but whenever I rushed to the toilet, nothing came out because my stomach was empty. I felt so hungry so I sat up and began to scream not minding the time and if others were still sleeping. My stomach felt empty and it hurt me to know that I hadn't tasted food for some days now, I wouldn't have been too affected if not for my pregnancy. "Somebody help me!" I screamed again when no one listened to me. Then the door creaked slightly open and Dee came inside the room, looking tired. He sat down beside me and tried entwining my palm with his but I refused because I was angry and irritated. "I want to leave this place," I informed him. "Why?" He asked calmly and I glared at him wishing he could die by merely looking at me. "I'm pregnant, Dee, but you don't even take care of me. I haven't eaten for days neither has my baby and you'
Amara's POV I woke up feeling weak and tired as usual then I noticed that I was in a different room; the bedsheets looked different and the painting of the room wasn't the same with the other one. I recalled what happened earlier and was disgusted with myself, if peeling my skin was possible I would have done it. I cried harder and wondered why Luciano and his brother loved to abuse women. What looked funny was that I once had some feelings for him and even wanted to be with him. He made me happy and I made him too, I didn't know he had a warped mindset and was waiting for the right time for me to fall into his trap. Memories of how Dee molested me flooded my mind and made me cringe, I felt used and cheap. I puked on myself and felt more disgusted as I went to knock on his door since my room was adjoined with his. Though I was naked, I kept knocking till Dee opened the door and dragged me into the bathroom. "Let me be, I just want to be out of he
Luciano's POV I didn't expect that I would be tempted to raid Dee's house after the search I carried out some days back. When I ended the conversation with Jordan who hid under the guise of being a therapist, I became restless. Even the drugs couldn't calm my anxiety so I mobilized some of my men and we all headed to Dee's house I looked around, angry that he wasn't even around. I learnt from his maids that he had left and had obviously taken Amara with him. I became mad at myself for not coming sooner, or I would have met him before leaving. Some of his guards lay dead on the ground while the maids and servants were tied up on the chair, pleading with me silently not to kill them. Then I called him via video call and he picked it immediately like he had been expecting my call. I saw Amara looking pale and haggard; her face was bruised and her mouth was swollen. The sight made me feel sick instantly and I almost cried. I watched Dee yank hair and pu
Luciano's POV I tried not to think of what he was doing to Amara but my imaginations kept going wild. Dee knew how possessive I was about whatever belonged to me and since I fell in love with Amara, I became extra possessive. I swore to kill him if I ever set my eyes on him because he had the audacity to take what belonged to me. I had always loathed him but it had become worse for several reasons. I was still thinking about what was going on between Dee and Amarawhile sitting in my car, uncertain of what to do next when I got a call from Massimo informing me that he was already at my house waiting for me. So I asked him to wait that I was coming over and drove away with some of my men. I took over the driving so that I wouldn't think about the problems that surrounded me. It hurt me to know that I would finally part ways with Shuri after doing everything to protect her. There were two reasons I agreed to give her away; he told me that he could help me in
Luciano's POV While I waited for him, still looking for ways to open the door, it swung open and she came out with bloodstains on her white blouse. I searched for injuries on her but didn't find any which got me relieved. Then I took a glance at the car and discovered that the driver was dead, implying that she shot him. Massimo came back with a stone but dropped it when he saw that she was fine. He went closer to her but she moved back and brought out a gun and waved it at us. I wasn't scared because I knew that she was traumatized, I was only bothered because I wasn't sure Massimo shared the same view with me. I knew better than to go close to her because it would cause her to pull the trigger and shoot out of fear. "Calm down, Shuri. It hasn't gotten to this," I said calmly. "Don't tell me to calm Down, Luciano. You're the reason for everything happening right now. I've been trying to think of what I did wrong to make you want to hand me over to this bastard," She ref
Luciano's POV My night was sleepless because I kept watching Shuri and Gio through my camera. Apart from Amara, they were very important to me and since Massimo was still lurking around, I had to ensure that they were safe. Stefano's death was painful but I consoled myself with the fact that he betrayed me even after everything I had done for him. I remembered the last conversation we had and how he told me that he was happy about their salary increase. He was even happy that I had fallen in love again and I wondered why he defected even when I paid him so much. I was beginning to lose trust in my men because it was appalling to discover that two of my trusted men were traitors. After watching them for sometime, I went to visit Luca at the dungeon. I wasn't so surprised about his betrayal because I had been suspecting him for some time and my confrontation with Massimo gave him the chance to reveal who he really was. I got into the dungeon after the door had been opened for
Dee's POV One of the things that got me enraged easily was when someone compared me to others, especially people that were favored more than me. And the fact that Amara kept comparing me to my brother pissed me off badly. That asshole keeps getting all I want! I broke off the washing hand basin and smashed it on the ground, then pulled the shower stand which broke into pieces and the water and water began to leak from the broken pipe. I wasn't bothered because it would be taken care off. "Stop comparing me to him," I yelled, and threw a vase on the tiled floor but she didn't stop talking. "You're nothing but a dirty rapist, a coward. You can't even confront a fellow man because you are a lily-livered piece of shit," She bantered. "Mind your words, Amara. You're really making me go crazy right now," I warned her still pacing around so that I wouldn't hit her. "I'll rather be with Luciano's corpse than to have you fuck my ass," She
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