The fear was rapidly rising to my throat and my eyes prickled with tears. "Lucas, stop this now," o cried, my voice quivering.He said nothing, just watched on with an aloof expression on his face.I cleared my throat and swallowed. Perhaps if I told him why I was here, he would come back to his sen
Sydney's POVThose words ran in my head as if a sledgehammer was being slammed against the strongest iron wall in my head. Dong!The ringing wouldn't stop. I would have held my head but I was still bound.The forest was thrown into a fit of silence,even the music had drowned out. It was as if they w
"Dylan and I both worked in a hospital as night shift caregivers…"My brows involuntarily rode up my hairline. It was really difficult to picture either of them as a caregiver.Lucas was admitted to the hospital where Dylan and Luigi worked.Lucas' wealth was known to everyone in the hospital. And t
"When he was done, he was a splitting image of Lucas. Armed with Lucasc family ring and his other belongings, he went to the Esposito family's head, Tavon and was accepted back to the family.""Incase, you're wondering, we cooked up a cock and bull story of me getting lost and getting kidnapped," Dy
At first, I flinched away, then I moved closer and flattened my palm on the small mound that I had thought was just a pile of sand. Tears rolled down my cheeks, and I couldn't stop them from flowing freely.Now looking closely at it, I could see the weeds sprouting from the mound like they were mock
I bit my lip guiltily, my gaze falling from his face to the floor and back to his face again. "You shouldn't have brought me here," I said in a small voice. I shook my head, "You could have killed me anywhere else but here. How can I admit before Lucas that I fell in love with you?" My voice quivere
Sydney's POVDylan smiled smugly, his palm caressing my back until he stopped at nape. "Good girl…" he drawled. Then his grip on my nape tightened so hard that I almost winced in pain. He snarled, "And if it doesn't?"I smirked then as I bent to pick up the gun that fell, he had to release my neck.
When he parked before the hotel, he dragged me out of the car and into the hotel.He stopped at the front desk as if he had been doing this his whole life. "Room card!"At this point, I already gathered that he must have known about my arrival in Italy and chose to either ignore it or bid his time.