"Hey ... wake up ... we have to go," Diego was up early the next day. He woke her up after hitting the shower, he was already halfway packing up their stuff.
Her eyes were heavy, the vodka was still thick in her system. "What? What time is it?"
The carnival was rather crowded. Families with small children, teenagers, young couples mostly. He scanned the whole area for suspicious-looking people. A lone man in the corner, a couple of guys that didn't dress casually enough to be there, anyone that was looking their way, he didn't notice anything worth worrying about, but he worried nonetheless.
Armand Lombardo was born to be who he is. His father, Cossimo, had dreamed him into life. A son to continue the empire he had built all his life. When he was born, it was the only legacy he needed to preserve his dynasty.Cossimo took his wife, Veronica, t
At 14 years old, he was told by his parents that he will meet the girl who will be his mate for the rest of his life. A girl was what Ariana was at the time. Skinny, flat chested, awkward. Shy like a wallflower. Quiet as a mouse. He wasn't interested.Afte
"Are you ready?" Diego asked for at least the twentieth times.She nodded.
The urge was hard to control. Especially around Ari. He wanted sex almost all the time, he tried to distract himself with other things to reduce his anxieties, sometimes it helps. Whenever it came, it was as if his body wasn't his own. Something else took over him and the only way to get it out of his system was to have sex.
Armand Lombardo held a simple funeral for his parents and in-laws seven days after their demise. It was a private ceremony attended by their closest relatives and friends. They were buried at a private cemetery in their hometown, Lancaster, not far from their mansion in the elite neighborhood of Redburrough Hills.
Diego held a stopwatch in his hand. He had driven them to a remote area and stopped on the side of the road. It was training day. He told her to get her sneakers on and run into the woods as if she was being chased by Armand's gunmen. He was going to time her.
He dragged a barrel to the front of their motel room. It was a slow night at the motel, except for the hot couple next door who's been staying since the night before and couldn't seem to get their hands off each other. They've been having sex all day and all night, and they were loud.
He shaved his beard, pulled his hair back, all clean and sleek like when they first met at her wedding. He put on an Armani suit, gold cufflinks, a blood-red tie, and a Hublot.She put on a vintage Chanel coat with a shawl and hat, dyed her hair blonde, pu
He didn't know what to do with Arturo's head and limbs at first. He had it in the trunk of the car he rented for almost two days while he searched for Ari. When he found out who had picked her that day, and gave the order to kill him, he decided to wrap Arturo up in a box and leave it on Pasquale's porch.
His eyes were half opened. She could only see the white parts of it. He twitched, and then his body started to shake. His arms and legs moved in a strange way, and then she realized he was having a seizure.She wanted to sedate him, avoid him for the night
When she entered the dining room, Armand was already sitting at the end of the long table. He had a solemn look on his face, and was contemplating on something.Her heart raced, but she had to play cool. She walked over to him with a smile, and handed him
She laid on the bed naked feeling depleted, she was drained from the will to go on. This cannot be the life she has to go through for the rest of her living years. Her waking hours belonged to Armand. She didn't know how else she could avoid him, they've been there for three days, by the end of the week there will be nothing left of her.
When he arrived at The Flaming Hut, all his spy senses went on alert. He walked along the corridor headed for their room and found a chunk of hair a few doors away. He immediately recognised it. His heart sank.He hid behind a wall and took his gun out, he
She was playing with her food at dinner. She had avoided him all day with a frown, she didn't want him to force her into having sex again, not the whole entire day the way he would've wanted. How was she going to cope with it? Being with him reminded her how much she couldn't stand him anymore.
She woke up tangled in the sheets with nothing on. It was morning again, and he had managed to lure her to bed again the night before. She looked to her side, he was fast asleep.She looked at the side table where his medication was. He'd been taking them
She slumped on the bathroom floor. Her body went into a shock, she was trembling hard. The image of Diego's body being found cut up into pieces pushed her to the verge of insanity. She held her cry until her stomach hurt, she didn't want Armand to see her that way.