Amara's POV I hurried into the bathroom with tears threatening to fall off. The shock of what Luciano made me do was overwhelming. I was sad, but it was something I couldn't escape from, life has led me to this. Remembering the amount of shocks I received from Luciano caused the tears to flow unrestricted. I was in the bathroom so I could turn on the shower and scream as much as I wanted. He had promised to be with me tonight, which meant another round of torture. Like the one he made me go through earlier wasn't enough for him. I decided I wouldn't go to the room. He would have to break the door and get me, at least I'd know that I tried my best. Sometimes I wonder why my life is like this. One minute things are going well, the next minute it's going haywire. I slouched on the bathtub losing the will to do anything, I just wanted a break from everything. Ideas began to form in my tired brain as I thought of doing things that would really
Amara's POV Why on earth did they choose me to study Bella? I wondered, really infuriated but refused to show it. Being with Bella was another way of saying they wanted me dead. "Can I study someone else?" I asked, wishing she would oblige me. "No!" Olga said a bit loudly reminding me that I didn't have any option but to obey her command. She pushed me to the other rooms leaving me to find Bella myself. I smiled as I walked past some girls that I already knew then my eyes settled on someone who resembled Bella. I looked at her closely and realized that it was her. Her sight gave me the creeps but I hid my disgust for her and walked up to her. "Took you so long to get here, huh? " Bella started. "Looks like you've been waiting for me. Why?" I asked her, not able to contain the resentment I had for her. "Don't flatter yourself Amara, Olga told me we had an assignment to do together that's why I'm here," she informed me. I nodded realizing t
Amara's POV Receiving constant training and beatings from Bella had made me stronger. I noticed that I had become tougher and bold which I was grateful for. Finally, I was beginning to fulfill the promise I made to myself the last time Bella beat me up. As I constantly remembered what Luciano said after I came back to him with bruises. I brought a pair of jeans with a blue shirt from the wardrobe and flung it to the bed, reminded of the fact that Luciano had not tortured me as promised. It got me tense because I knew he wanted me to anticipate the night we would spend together and I knew it wouldn't end up well, especially for me. I wondered what he wanted from me, if I was so useless to him why couldn't he sell me so Dee could buy me? It was something I really wanted to ask him but I didn't want to incur his wrath so I kept it back in and walked to the mirror to dress up. The jeans fitted me nicely and did nothing to hide my curves. I smiled for a
Luciano's POV I didn't want to think too much but I saw something like emotions flicker in Gio's eyes and made plans to talk to him about it. I had to warn him about keeping whatever feelings he had for anyone as it would overwhelm him and make him act foolishly. Teenagers! While he walked towards Amara, I thought he wanted to cry or beat her. I was almost standing up in her defense as I wouldn't let him hit her while I was there. I was the only one who had that right. Only I can hit her. Only me! I glanced at her and saw how scared she was. Immediately I felt pity on her and wanted to hug her and tell her that everything would be alright but I refrained. Doing that would make me look weak and that was the last thing I wanted. If I behaved like that with her, she would think she could do whatever she wants and get away with it just like Alita. I closed my eyes as I remembered how Alita killed my daughter and herself too, so I promised myself to
Luciano's POV I walked to my room after a stressful day and felt that something was out of place. Someone was in and I could feel it so I began to search and then I found her hiding by my drawers. I didn't bother asking her why she was hiding rather I went ahead to ask her what she took. She made no delay in giving me the earrings that I took from her some weeks ago. "Do you like it?" I asked her as I observed the earrings that I Dee had given to her. It was a gift from him but since she began to misbehave, I was forced to take it away from her; Well, maybe because I just hate him. I wondered why she came to my room to search for it. She didn't respond immediately as her face showed that she was contemplating on replying to my question. She looked so scared and pitiful like she had gone through a lot. But somehow I didn't want to take things easy on her because she caused everything. If she had been faithful to me and didn't give out wha
Amara's POV I had waited so long for this, not like I wanted it to happen though. I really wished that someone would come in and interrupt us. I wasn't ready, I didn't even want it at all. He was never going to be like Dee who was tender and loving with me. I wished I could tell him that to his face but then, he would have my head. I begged, struggled and told him to stop but he didn't listen. I wanted to explain to him that it was all a joke and I wanted him as much as he wanted me. As I struggled, I thought of ways to make him understand that things couldn't be like this between us, that I was ready to make amends but he didn't look like he would listen to me at that moment. The way he spoke to me gave me chills, it was like I was one of the people he could waste if I didn't behave properly. He grabbed me tightly causing me to feel pains on my waist. "Stop please, you're hurting me," I pleaded. "Your pleas doesn't have any effect on me sweethear
Amara's POV I wasn't allowed to do anything the next day, and for that I was grateful. Honestly, I didn't have the strength to walk around or even communicate with people, I was that tired. Luciano broke me, what happened between us last night confirmed that I was living with a monster and I needed to find a way of escape or I lose my sanity. Unfortunately, there was no one that I knew would help me. Remembering how he tortured me made me break into tears. I had cried till I felt that there was not any tears remaining in my duct but each time I remembered how he assaulted me I'll begin to cry afresh. I prayed not to see him as I was disgusted by his presence and didn't want to have anything to do with him. Maybe I'd make plans to leave when I felt better, but now I just wanted to enjoy my company. No one cared about me anyways, he hadn't even come to check on me not even Gio and Shuri. I realized that I was alone in this mansion and I could also be
Amara's POV I ran to the car so I could be driven back home as I was no longer sure of the dance. I could feel the jealousy that radiated on his face when he met Dee and I together in that manner. It was fun to see him that way only that I couldn't foretell what would be his reaction when he gets home. That didn't bother me so much because there was nothing new he was going to do to me. The drive back home was nicely different. I was alone with the chauffeur so I had the time to reminisce as I wanted. My mind wandered back to the days I picked pockets for survival. I had experienced a lot as a low budget thief and somehow I didn't regret it. I was almost caught by the cops one time I stole from a supermarket. I had come back home that night from work and headed for the kitchen. I greeted my aunt while at it then searched the pot to see if there was any portion left for me. It was so annoying to discover that they finished the food and didn't care about what
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