DEE'S POV Watching Jordan walk around the house with his dick dangling was getting me really irritated. I couldn't help but feel more annoyed that he didn't notice my change in mood after Luciano had left. It's been two days already! I need someone to pet me too!! Was I that ridiculous? When I saw that he wasn't ready to sit in a place, I yelled at him and asked him to put on some clothes. He asked me what was wrong and why I was irritated with his nudity but I didn't respond. He ignored me and went to the bathroom where I assumed he was having his bath. Then I began to recall everything that happened the previous day. How Luciano talked about Amara got me jealous and angry. I didn't expect both of them to get along so easily knowing how he had been mistreating her. He cared for her even though he tried to hide it. I also wondered why he came to my house to ask for the collections. He had given me Naples as one of my sites for collection so I couldn't und
Dee's POV Some minutes later, we were both dressed and seated in the car with Jordan as my side chick. Aside helping me stalk people, I don't see why he felt so useful. Or, he was my sex thing and I aren't changing that soon. We made out and I began to remember how kissing Amara felt. Her soft lips, succulent breast, her warm juicy pussy. Fuuuuck! I want her. I want Amara. "Shit" I muttered. I got hard immediately and pulled out of the kiss not wanting to go further as I could feel myself getting a boner. Stopping the kiss didn't make things better as my mind just kept imagining insane things. I wondered how Luciano would feel if I found a way to kiss Amara again. I thought of it as the perfect revenge. Jordan saw my boner and smiled thinking it was his doing. If only he knew what was going on in my mind, he wouldn't want to have anything to do with me. "Calm down boy," he said patting my already risen dick while I smiled.
Amara's POV It was time for me to rest as it was already late into the night but I couldn't sleep. My mind kept wandering for no reason then I realized that I missed someone, Luciano. These days I was getting used to him, so not having him beside me made me want him more. I wondered why I wasn't as mad at him as I used to be before. But I knew the reason, he had changed a lot and somehow I felt like the change didn't suit him. I went to the bathroom to have a shower so I could force myself to sleep. When I was done, I chose a pink pajamas and wore it leaving the upper part of the blouse unbuttoned. "A little fresh air won't hurt" I still felt restless so I decided to walk around the room. I stared at walls for the umpteenth time and wondered why he didn't have pictures hung on the wall apart from one taken when he was a child. "Such a cute baby boy" I muttered. I studied the picture for a while as I noticed his boyish smile that he still had an
Amara's POV "Am I dreaming? Are you even real?" I asked not sure Luciano was really in front of me. With everything I had been through in his hands, he was the last person I expected to care for me in this manner. "It is I, Amore. Why do you ask such a question?" He chuckled. "Well, everything feel surreal and you've been busy since today so I thought you'd have not been concerned about my health," I explained. "Amara, I'm concerned because I care. I really care about you a lot," He confessed shocking me. I was still puzzled about his sudden change as several thoughts ran through my mind. Did he want to sell me out? Or was he planning to kill me slowly by poisoning me with this drink? Several crazy thoughts filled my head and I almost screamed. But then, if he wanted to sell or kill me, he wouldn't need to be nice to me. All he had to do was to tell me that he had sold me or he shoots me. "If you cared about me so much, why did you hi
Amara's POV Sneaking around the house had become a habit as I didn't have anything to do and no one had my time. I had created a bucket list of things to kill boredom with and one of it was finding out what was really in Luciano's secret room. If I had the chance I'd also ask Luciano the reason for the room and why I was trapped in it before. I walked to the wallpaper and touched gently not wanting to alert Raul about my movements as he had been asked to watch over me. I was almost opening the door when someone touched my clothes. I froze on the spot praying that it wouldn't be Raul or I'd have to explain everything to Luciano whenever he came back. "Sneaky sneaky? Why are you so scared?" Shuri came in front of me while I exhaled, feeling relieved. "Don't do that next time, I didn't expect you to be here," I explained. She nodded, but didn't look convinced. "Hmmmm, is there anything wrong with me being in this room?" She asked feeling offen
Amara's POV I was still interrogating her when her phone rang again. She asked me to excuse her then she talked to the caller. With her mannerisms I knew it was Luciano and after a short conversation she hung up and looked at me weirdly. "Do you like Luciano?" She asked me while I looked away. I can't let her see my red face. And yes? I don't know if I like Luciano now. But I don't hate him. "Why did he call?" I asked. "He just wanted to know how you're doing, that's all," She explained while I blushed slightly. Awwww. After staying with Shuri for a while, I decided to go back to Luciano's room. I was in the elevator with Raul and thought about getting close to him. While standing that close to him, I realized that we had never had a serious conversation. I thought about how to begin the conversation so I asked him if he had eaten that day and he said he had. He kept responding flatly to every question I asked which got me pissed be
Amara's POV I prepared to take Gio to school while using it as an opportunity to leave the house for a while. I was happy and I kept thanking Luciano the previous night for allowing me leave the house. Though he told me that I could only leave the house with Stefano going with me which I also appreciated. I wasn't sure I'd be comfortable leaving the house without a chaperone, I was still scared of meeting my debtors. I dressed up nicely and when I checked myself out in the mirror, I discovered that I looked more matured. I didn't know whether to be happy about it as I made sure that my make-up was not over done. Then I left the room and joined them in the car. I sat beside Gio while he pressed his phone. I had never been in such position before so it felt weird then I remembered that I might have to answer some questions when I got to his school. I cleared my throat. "Ummm Stefano, how do I answer people when they throw a question at me. I'm not
Amara's POV I almost slapped myself for being lost, I didn't want him to feel like he had a strong effect on me even though I knew he did. He turned off the shower and walked to me while I stood at a spot not knowing what to say to him. I could see the desire in his eyes while he stared at me from head to toe. His eyes landed on my breast and I felt like covering it, but I didn't want to get him angry so I clasped my hands and decided that I wouldn't allow him stop halfway like he always did if we eventually made out. "I didn't want to say this to you so you wouldn't feel so special but being with right now, I can't help but I say it," He said and I swallowed. "Go ahead," I replied not wanting to look uninterested. "I had been thinking about you all day and when I couldn't endure it, I had to come back home and be with you," My heart melted at his words because I knew how difficult it was for him to say them. "I missed you too," I blu
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