CHAPTER 33“what?” Luciana sat upright on the bed. “you really think my father killed her?”“I didn’t say he did. I meant, if what I heard about the event was true, then it means he did. But I wasn’t present on that day, so I don’t want to make assumptions.” Mia replied.Luciana's face crumpled, and she covered her face with her palms. The sound of her sobs filled the room, heart-wrenching and raw. Mia quickly wrapped her arms around Luciana, trying to comfort her, but Luciana's grief was overwhelming. She didn't stop crying, her body shaking with each anguished sob.Luciana pulled her face from her hands, her eyes red-rimmed and puffy from crying. "I don't understand," she sniffed. “why would he do that? Why did he kill her?”Mia's hands moved gently, continuing to rub Luciana's shoulders in a soothing motion. Her face was filled with sympathy, and her eyes, with compassion. She didn’t know how to respond to Luciana’s anguish, and instead offered a gentle, comforting silence.Luciana
CHAPTER ONE “Ana…!” Luciana turned her head, her eyes scanning the crowded hall searching for the caller. There is only one person who calls her that… “I’ve been searching for you everywhere.” Her best friend, Emily exclaimed, slightly out of breath, when she finally reached Luciana's side. “Emily, nice to see you too. When did you arrive?” Luciana smiled warmly and hugged her friend “last night. Sorry, I should have given you a call.” “it’s okay. I thought you wouldn’t make it to the gala” “I can’t miss it for anything in the world.” Emily replied, laughing lightly. “plus I miss you, and boss wouldn’t pardon me for missing work too much.” Her eyes clouding with emotions. “that’s correct.” Luciana took two glass of champagne and handed one to her friend As they sipped their champagne, Emily’s expression turned serious. “How is your mom doing?” she asked, a look of concern all over her face. Luciana's eyes dropped, her shoulders sagging slightly as she replied, “She
CHAPTER TWOAntonio Morano sat at the built-in-bar in his penthouse, gazing out at the city's twinkling landscape. The whiskey in his glass cast a golden glow, mirroring the turmoil brewing within. His mind drifted to the woman he'd seen earlier. Her innocent smile and haunting green eyes like a specter.six years ago, on this very day, his mother's assassination had shattered his world.The memory still seared his mind, his mother's lifeless body, the sound of gunfire, and the face of the culprit. The pain and anger had simmered, fueling his relentless pursuit of justice. Antonio's grip on the glass tightened. His revenge had been years in the making. He has waited for this day.Patience had become his virtue, the key to unraveling the past."Today's the start," he vowed, his voice low and deadly, as he opened a pack of cigarettes.With a swift motion, he downed the whiskey, feeling the burn course through his veins. The fire in his chest spread, fueling his determination.Just
CHAPTER THREE “Emily?” Luciana’s eyes widened with joy as Emily approached her. "Oh Emily, I'm so glad you're here," she exclaimed, relief washing over her. "How did you find me? The taxi...that night..." Emily's expression was somber, her eyes filled with a mix of worry and guilt. " oh Ana! I got here as soon as I heard," she said softly. Luciana's gaze pleaded with Emily. "Come untie me. Let's get out of here, please." “oh yes, of course.” Emily walked to her and lowered herself as if trying to loosen the ropes tying her feet. Then she paused, look up at Luciana and burst into a roar of laughter. “Emily, what ..what happened? Why are you laughing?” Luciana’s eyes searched for answers, as she looked at her friend. “Shut up Luciana!” Emily rose up. She walked over to Antonio, who had been silently observing the scene. She wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed him passionately. Luciana's face contorted in desperation. " Emily come over here.” She sniffed. “Please,
CHAPTER FOURAntonio stood in the grand estate of his family's Italian villa, the warm sunlight casting a golden glow over the lush gardens. His mother, Maria, stood before him, her sparkling blue eyes filled with warmth and love."il mio sole," she whispered, her voice like music to his ears. "You are destined for greatness. Never forget who you are and where you come from."Antonio's eyes locked onto hers, drinking in the adoration and pride that shone in her gaze. He felt a sense of comfort and security wash over him, like a baby soundly sleeping in its mother’s arm.“Mother, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry I let that happen.” he went on his knees, shedding tears like the first day he was born into the world.“no shuushh..” she bent and stretched her hands to him, as if imploring him to take it.But as he reached out to touch her hand, her image began to fade away, like sand slipping through his fingers. Antonio's eyes flew open, and he was back in his bed, his chest heaving with emotio
CHAPTER FIVEAntonio stared at Luciana. "How did you manage to get a phone?" he demanded.Luciana swallowed hard, trying to think of a convincing explanation. "I...I found it," she stammered.Antonio raised an eyebrow. "Found it?" he repeated, his tone incredulous as he folded his arm. "Where?"Luciana hesitated, unsure of what to say. Antonio's eyes seemed to bore into her soul, as if he could see right through her lies."Tell me," Antonio growled, as he clenched his fist tightly.Just as he was about to extract the truth from Luciana, the hostess voice echoed from the intercom."Attention. We are experiencing some turbulence. Please return to your seat and fasten your seatbelt. Thank you."“I’ll let this pass for the sake of my Sanity.” He gnashed his teeth and walked back to his seat.Luciana stood leg frozen on a spot, her pulse pounding in her throat. All these still felt like a dream to her. One minute she was in a gala in Columbia, another minute, she was going to Italy agai
CHAPTER 6Luciana collapsed onto the bed, exhausted, as soon as Viktor led her in. She kicked off her shoes and looked up at Viktor, her eyes welling up with tears."Why are you doing this?" she asked, her voice trembling. "What kind of people are you?"Viktor's gave a light shrug before answering. "It's not up to me to answer that." He turned to leave, opening the door. "If you need anything, use the intercom over there." With that, he stepped out and closed the door behind him.Luciana stared blankly at the intercom before bursting into tears, her head buried in her palms. She thought of her Chihuahua, probably starving at home, and a wave of regret washed over her. If only she hadn't attended the gala, she thought. Her intention had been pure – to find a sponsor for her mother's hospital bills. But she had let her guard down, getting drunk and vulnerable. Sophia had known she couldn't handle her alcohol, which was why she had plied her with drinks.She got up and walked to the
CHAPTER 7Luciana's eyes fluttered open, groggily taking in the mixture of familiar and unfamiliar faces, Antonio, Viktor, and Sophia. She looked around the room like she was just sent to space in a time capsule. A beautiful middle age woman in a nurse outfit, caught her attention. The woman smiled warmly and took her pulse."Welcome back, dear," Nurse Rossi said, checking Luciana's pulse. "You've been through quite an ordeal."Luciana's gaze drifted to her bandaged arm, where a drip was attached. A wave of dizziness washed over her as she tried to sit up."Easy," Antonio said, lighting a cigarette. "You passed out in the bathroom. I called Nurse Rossi to revive you."Nurse Rossi frowned. "Antonio, you shouldn't be smoking here, especially after her revival."Sophia shrugged. "No one cares if she lives or dies. This is our house; we do what we want."Luciana stared at Sophia, wondering if this was the same girl she'd befriended six years ago. How could someone change so drastically?
CHAPTER 33“what?” Luciana sat upright on the bed. “you really think my father killed her?”“I didn’t say he did. I meant, if what I heard about the event was true, then it means he did. But I wasn’t present on that day, so I don’t want to make assumptions.” Mia replied.Luciana's face crumpled, and she covered her face with her palms. The sound of her sobs filled the room, heart-wrenching and raw. Mia quickly wrapped her arms around Luciana, trying to comfort her, but Luciana's grief was overwhelming. She didn't stop crying, her body shaking with each anguished sob.Luciana pulled her face from her hands, her eyes red-rimmed and puffy from crying. "I don't understand," she sniffed. “why would he do that? Why did he kill her?”Mia's hands moved gently, continuing to rub Luciana's shoulders in a soothing motion. Her face was filled with sympathy, and her eyes, with compassion. She didn’t know how to respond to Luciana’s anguish, and instead offered a gentle, comforting silence.Luciana
CHAPTER 32Luciana ushered Mia into her room, her mind racing with questions. Why was Mia being so friendly all of a sudden? Luciana's instincts screamed that something was off."Does she have a mission?" Luciana wondered, her thoughts swirling with suspicion. Hadn't Mia snitched on Antonio's family? Was she next on her list? “so he really did it.” She laughed."Wow," she exclaimed as she entered the room, running her fingers over the plush king-sized mattress. She straightened the hem of the duvet, her gaze taking in every detail."he really did it," Mia said, a low laugh escaping her lips.“did what?” Luciana asked, puzzled."Oh, he didn't tell you, did he?" Mia smiled enigmatically "Tell me what?" she pressed.Mia chuckled. "Right. I know he wouldn't have the guts to." She strolled into the bathroom, inhaling the fragrance of the flowers in the vase by the bathtub."Is there something wrong? Please, just tell me already."Mia walked back into the room. "This is Aunt Maria's room
CHAPTER 31Antonio pushed the plates away from him, as he wiped his mouth with a paper tissue. The rest of the table sensed a storm brewing."Ladies," Antonio began, addressing Sophia and Ms. Grace. "If you'd excuse us, we have some personal matters to discuss."Sophia let out a derisive raspberry in annoyance. "Of course, there's always something better than having a normal family lunch," she said as she pushed her chair back and stormed out, the sound of her heels echoing through the hall.Ms. Grace rose up and gave a gracious bow. "I apologize, sirs." She walked away, the door closing behind her with a soft click, leaving the men to their tense discussion."why did you shoot Donald?" Donatello asked. He sipped the last of his wine, his eyes locked on Domenico."Brother, the debt was getting out of hand," Domenico defended. "Something had to be done."Donatello shook his head. "And shooting him was the only resourceful thing you could think of? That’s the only family I can trust to
CHAPTER 30Luciana entered the dining room, joining Antonio and his family for lunch. Her gaze swept the table, taking in the tense atmosphere. A stunning young brunette sat beside Domenico, her presence seeming to contribute to the strained silence.She looked round the table, noticing Sophia’s absence. This was the first time Sophia hadn't been present for lunch. Just as she settled her napkin on her lap, Sophia and Ms. Grace arrived, their entrance drawing Luciana's attention."Talk of the devil," Luciana murmured under her breath, rolling her eyes in annoyance.Her gaze followed Ms. Grace as she took a seat beside Viktor. Why was Ms. Grace joining them for lunch today?Donatello cleared his throat and they began to eat. “I’d like everyone to welcome the newest member of the family, Mia Morano.” He announced, beaming at her.“she isn’t welcomed here dad, you know this.” Antonio said.“it’s not you who decides who is welcomed here or not.” Donatello replied, still smiling at Mia.“t
CHAPTER 29Antonio stood in front of the large wooden desk in his study, meticulously polishing his favorite silver watch. The watch was a gift from his mother on his twenty-fourth birthday, received just days before she passed away. He held it up to the light, admiring the way the sunlight danced across its intricate engravings. A sense of fulfillment washed over him, still fresh from discovering Dante's hideout. He will finally get his revenge and his mother can now rest in peace. He had made sure to discard the letter, ensuring Luciana wouldn't have the means to get to him after their call.Just as he placed the watch around his wrist, Viktor burst into the room. "I'm sorry, sir. Your father has arrived," he announced.Antonio raised his eyebrows, wondering why this was news he needed to hear. "And?""He brought a guest. One you're not going to be pleased with," Viktor replied.Antonio frowned. His father had a knack for frustrating him. "I hate guests," he muttered, his voice dr
CHAPTER 28TB, ColumbiaLuciana sighed deeply as she watched her father, Dante, pack his suitcase. "You're really going, aren't you?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.Dante nodded, his face still fixed on the packing. "I have to, Lucy. This job interview is a great opportunity for me, for us."Luciana felt a knot form in her stomach. She didn't want her father to leave, especially not for some job in Europe. "What if you don't come back?" she asked, her voice trembling.Dante paused with a checker shirt in his hand, turned to Luciana, and pulled her into a hug. "I'll always come back to you, Lucy. You're my everything."But Luciana's mother, Estana, was not as supportive. She stood in the doorway, her arms crossed over her chest. "So you want to leave your family behind and move to another continent permanently?" she spat. "Leave us for some job that's probably just a pipe dream."Dante shot her a sideways glance. He pulled away from the hug with Luciana and took a step for
CHAPTER 27“Dad?” Luciana's voice trembled as tears streamed down her face like a torrent.“Lucy?” her father's voice cracked with emotion as soon as he heard her voice. “Is that you, my baby girl?”Luciana could sense the overwhelming emotions flooding her father's voice, mirroring her own. “Y-yes, Dad,” she stammered, her voice barely audible as sobs choked her. “I’ve missed you so much.”“oh dear.” Her father, Dante, breathed out. “what happened? Did you change your number?”Antonio grasped her elbow and gave her a stern stare.“I lost my old phone.” She replied. “oh dear. Did you get my letter and the flowers?”“yes father, I did.” She replied as Antonio pressed a gun to her neck and mouthed to her to put the call on speaker mode.“Ms. Pat mentioned she hasn’t seen you in a month,” Dante said, his tone tinged with worry. Luciana’s mind went blank as she struggled to respond. She couldn’t reveal her true location to her father, especially not with Antonio’s threat. Her thoughts
CHAPTER 26Antonio burst into Luciana's room, Viktor following closely behind. Luciana raised an eyebrow, her expression a mix of annoyance and amusement. "Weren't you taught how to knock by your father? I could have been naked." she asked, rolling her eyes.“Like I have said before, there is nothing on you, I haven’t seen.” Antonio replied, shutting the door.“you’re so gross.” Luciana said in irritation.Antonio's face twisted in a scowl. "Where is your father?" he demanded, his voice low and menacing.Luciana shrugged, folding her arms across her chest. "I've told you before, I don't know where he is."Antonio's eyes flashed with anger. "My men visited your house in Colombia. Apparently, your father left a note for you." He turned and faced Viktor. “read it out to her.”Viktor stepped forward, clearing his throat like a priest about to join a newly wedded couple together, before reading the note aloud. "My beloved daughter, I am very sorry for my absence. I needed to be away, as
CHAPTER 25Antonio sniffed the cocaine powder off his finger as he paced around his study, his mind still reeling from the humiliation he suffered during lunch. The fact that Domenico had embarrassed him in front of Luciana and his fiancée made it even harder to swallow. He slammed his fists on the table, making the objects on it rattle. "He dares mess with me?" Antonio bellowed, his voice echoing off the walls. "No one does this and goes scot-free! No one!"Viktor spoke in a soft voice, trying to calm him. "Boss, please..." he started to say before Antonio cut him off."Don't call me that henceforth," Antonio snapped, waving his hand at Viktor in disapproval. "He's right. It's becoming embarrassing to be called that when he's around."Viktor stood still, a wide smile on his face. "I've called you that since you were sixteen. I won't stop now, sir."Antonio stared at Viktor, then returned to the cocaine powder on the table. "What's the update on the men we sent to Colombia?" he aske