I had suspected that my uncle would probably do something when my mother makes her way back to California. I asked Niccolo and Primo if they were willing to lose a plane because if my hunch is correct, Sergiu will be targeting a plane cause he knows my mother will need to be sent away for her safety. There was a weird obsession he had with his own sister and maybe because of her disappearance, there was no way for him to continue with whatever he was doing to my mother. He could have abused her physically when they were children. It’s something my mother is reluctant to talk about but I can tell that something happened for her to be swayed by my father. I know the whole story and I believe that my mother’s decision was for the best.
“Are you sure about this, Luna?” Niccolo asked me again while we made the preparations. I nodded and reassured him that I had a feeling that Sergi
“How are you so sure that they’ll be monitoring the flights? And even if that’s the case, won’t it be easier for us to let mother travel by car? It’ll take longer but won’t it be safer?” Marina asked. I had thought about that possibility before and I asked myself the same question however, after reading about the Bratva from the intel I asked for, I found out about something.“I understand your concern, Marina however, I found out that the Bratva had been stationing their guards by the borders of the state. As of the moment, they have eyes on every entrance and exit to the state, I have no idea why they did that and I don’t know what their motive is but if they have eyes there, it won’t be as easy to transport mother.” I explained. Marina was shocked to hear of that piece of information. Good thing, Primo and Niccolo backed me up on th
The following day, we prepared for the plan to be executed. Marina managed to disguise our mother well. She almost looks unrecognizable even for us. Beforehand, we informed Salva of the plan and what had happened. He was angry, to say the least but he agreed with the plan. He immediately knew that it was me who planned everything and he just laughed and told me that it was very predictable. My brother knows me so well but I’m glad he does. It saves me the trouble of convincing him otherwise.“Are you ready, mother?” I asked her. She nodded and looked at herself one more time in the mirror. She said she could barely recognize herself. She looked like a different person. After she was ready, we met with the female pilot that Primo told us about. She was a bit younger than I had expected and something inside me didn’t sit well. Maybe I was being paranoid but I kinda felt jealous
A few hours later, I received a call from Salva. He told me that my mother had arrived in California safely and there were no issues regarding her identity and such. He managed to take her home and everything seemed well. I breathe a sigh of relief upon hearing the news from Salva. I hung up the phone and told Primo about what happened. He decided to stay at home for today and he promised to go back to work tomorrow. They still need to investigate the sudden plane crash and he has to find out if the pilot survived or not.“I’m glad your mother made it back to California safely. I’m proud of you for successfully executing your plan.” He said while pulling me close to him and wrapping me in his embrace. I put my head on his shoulder as I felt his arms around me. I missed being this close to him, his scent and his warmth intoxicated me. I longed for my husband and I could tell he
I woke up the following morning without Primo beside me. I had already expected for him to leave for work since he did take the day off yesterday. Apparently, my plan to keep my mother safe had a bad effect for Primo since the Bratva destroyed a plane right in front of the public’s eye. He had to deal with the repercussions and now he’s busier than ever. If I had thought things through then I wouldn’t have given him such heavy responsibilities. I decided to just go down to the dining room to get some breakfast and then plan out what I have to do for the day. I’m thinking of investigating my uncle’s background. I don’t know much about the history of the Bratva but I do know that their blood runs in my veins.“Good morning, sis.” Marina greeted me as I walked into the kitchen. She was making breakfast when I walked in. I greeted her back and I sat down on
“Oh by the way sis, someone came over while you were still asleep. I can’t believe I almost forgot to tell you.” Marina said as we sat down on the couch. We had just finished cleaning up the living room from the mess that we had made previously. Now we were planning on brainstorming some more while waiting for the private investigator that I hired. I thought she met with the private investigator while I was asleep so naturally I asked her a bunch of questions.“Who? Was it a man? Did he say where he went? He didn’t ask to stay?” I asked. Marina was flustered by how fast I was asking questions. She shook her head and told me to calm down. I didn’t realize that I got a bit too uptight about it but I just thought that it was the person I hired and maybe Marina had asked them to come back because I was still asleep.
Marina and I have currently hit a dead end. There was no information on these documents that could lead us to a reason why Sergiu was after the Genovese, specifically he was after the Capo of the Genovese. I think he’s trying to aim for the Capo but why? I can’t seem to see a connection between him and Primo’s family. Marina and I had been brainstorming for a few hours and now we both feel exhausted. We’re so drained that we couldn’t even think straight anymore.“Do you want to get something to eat?” I asked her. Marina had slumped her head down on the table and she refused to move but at the mention of food, she immediately perked up and her attention was on me.“We’re getting food??” She asked excitedly. I giggled at her enthusiasm and I told her that we were. I asked her what she wanted
“Who does she think she is?? You didn’t have to hold back, Luna. You could’ve given her a taste of your fists.” Marina said. I sighed and shook my head. There was a reason why I didn’t respond to her provocations. I knew that there was someone behind her, someone was telling her to come to me and provoke me. Chiara couldn’t have done that out of her own free well. I’ll be honest, Chiara isn’t the brightest when it comes to the mafia. I could tell she was still scared of me. She knew what I was capable of, she saw it with her own eyes. Yet she still had the audacity to come here and insult me.“Relax Marina, I don’t think Chiara did all of that just because she wanted to. I’m guessing someone coerced her into doing it. I have a few clues of who it could be but I’m not that sure yet. It’s better if we don’t react to wha
As evening came, we were surprised when we saw Niccolo and Primo got out of their car. We didn’t expect them to come home. Usually, they wouldn’t come home for at least 4 or 5 days, maybe even a week. The moment we saw their car while we were upstairs, Marina and I quickly raced down to the front door to greet them. We both ran to our husbands’ arms as they greeted us.“I can’t believe you guys get to come home. I’m so happy to see you.” I said while I hugged Primo. I felt his arms around me and I felt really secure and safe. I’m not gonna lie, I did feel a bit intimidated seeing Chiara today. She reminded me of the past and how rough it was for Primo and I. I’m not saying Primo was innocent throughout all that but I did pin most of the blame on Chiara. I wasn’t sure if I was even going to tell Primo about what happened during the day. But t
“Miss, here are the papers that need your signature for the finalization of the Spring Collection that will be featured in our fashion show.” My assistant came into my office and handed me a stack of papers. My name is Nagatsuka Akina, I’m the Founder and CEO of Hanazu Couture. Although my company hasn’t been around for as long as the other famous brands out there, we’ve become a household name in the fashion industry. I’ve worked tirelessly for the last 15 years to make this company what it is today.“Miss, I’ve received a call from...your father.” My assistant reluctantly told me. I had instructed her before that any business with regards to my family, I will not accept. I’ve told her that if anyone called saying they were my immediate family, disregard what they say and blacklist their number so they won’t be able to call again. She
I walked towards the shadow guard who called for me. When I was finally in front of him, he slowly lowered his mask, revealing his face. This was considered taboo for a shadow guard. No one, not even their master should see their faces. That was the only secret they were allowed to keep from their masters. I was surprised when he pulled down his mask."What are you doing?" I asked him frantically. I didn't want him to get into trouble. He shook his head and sat down on the windowsill. He was calm and it didn't seem like he was going to cause trouble. I relaxed my shoulders a bit and I took a step back from him."Why did you do that?" I asked. He was looking down on the floor when I asked that question. He turned his head towards me and shrugged."All this time, I believed that the master that I was serving was a good person. I knew of his story yet I couldn't understand the decision he made." He answered. I wasn't able to recall any memories fr
I didn't know how long I was trapped in my room but it felt like forever. The shadow guards would put water and food down by my door during meal time. I tried talking to them but they were silent as usual. The maids never came around to my room either. Even Mei, who would usually be with me, never came to visit. Did father do something to her? DId she leave or is she just following my father's orders? Either way, I really have to get out of here.All my windows had shadow guards under them. I couldn't even try to escape through them. There was no other way for me to contact the outside world. I was locked up and trapped inside my room. It's been a few days and maybe Prince Shiro will figure something out. Unless my father talked to him about my whereabouts, he would surely try to look for me."Hima..." I heard father's voice on the other side of the door. I walked closer hoping to hear what he had to say."I hope you're not putting your faith o
I was startled when the door flew open. I was deep in thought so I didn't notice but Primo walked in with a tray filled with medicine and a cup of water. He was surprised to see that I was awake. He quickly walked over to my side of the bed and sat down.“Are you okay? How are you feeling? You've been unconscious for 2 days.” He told me. I answered and told him that I was feeling better. He handed me the water and the medicine and I took them accordingly. I looked at Primo and I noticed that he had a soft expression on his face. This was unusual. I would never have imagined that he would make such a face. I put my hand on his cheek and asked him what was wrong. He shook his head and told me that he was just worried about me. I felt bad for worrying him again. I apologized but instead of accepting my apology he told me not to say sorry and that he
After Marina calmed down, I let her lay her head on my lap. To be honest, there was nothing for her to be sorry about. We were both in that situation and I knew that there was nothing else we could've done. It was a good thing that Niccolo and Primo came to save us. I couldn't understand Marina's guilt. "How are you feeling?" I asked her as I caressed her hair. She looked up at me, with a frown on her face. "Why should my feelings matter? You're the one who got hurt. I only have a small wound on my head and that's it. You have a big injury on your leg. What I feel shouldn't matter." She said while tears were welling in her eyes. I think I'm slowly starting to understand Marina's guilt. She must be feeling bad that she sustained very few injuries because I protected her. She's feeling guilty about being protected during the whole attack. "Marina..." I put my hand on her cheeks and I looked her in her eyes.
I was startled when the door flew open. I was deep in thought so I didn't notice but Primo walked in with a tray filled with medicine and a cup of water. He was surprised to see that I was awake. He quickly walked over to my side of the bed and sat down. “Are you okay? How are you feeling? You've been unconscious for 2 days.” He told me. I answered and told him that I was feeling better. He handed me the water and the medicine and I took them accordingly. I looked at Primo and I noticed that he had a soft expression on his face. This was unusual. I would never have imagined that he would make such a face. I put my hand on his cheek and asked him what was wrong. He shook his head and told me that he was just worried about me. I felt bad for worrying him again. I apologized but instead of accepting my apology he told me not to say sorry and that he was the one
“It'll be okay. Once this thing is removed you will be stitched up and will be in recovery for a while. Don't worry too much about Marina, Niccolo will be taking care of her. I promise you that she will be fine. you just have to focus on getting better.” Primo told me. I nodded and told him that I would focus on recovery for the meantime. He nodded and told the doctor to continue what they were doing. When the pain was too much to bear I asked the doctors to inject me with an anaesthesia that would make me fall asleep. They agreed and immediately administered the medicine. After I could feel the anaesthesia flowing through my veins I promptly knocked out. When I came to, It was already two days from my operation. I looked at my leg and it was still bandaged. I could still feel the pain but not as much as when they first started taking the rod out of my
"We can't stay here. We need to move." I held out my hand for Marina and she held my hand as I pulled her to the only other door in the room. I've thought about it enough and I'm guessing we're underground. The air inside these rooms were hard to breathe and I could tell Marina was having a hard time as well. Due to her anxiety and her fear, she's breathing heavily and it doens't help that we're stuck here."Are you okay? Can you keep going?" I asked Marina. She looked at me and nodded slowly. SHe was holding onto me really tightly, afraid that I'd disappear and she'd be left all alone. I reassured her that everything will be okay and that I'll be able to bring her out of this place and take her to safety. When we reached the other door, I opened it and entered the room with the gun in my hand. Thankfully, no one was around. Marina was hiding by the door and when I signalled for her to move forward,
I woke up to the faint smell of smoke and dust. When I opened my eyes, I saw Marina lying on the floor. I quickly got up but realized that my leg was injured. It was painful to move and I could see that a small metal bit had managed to get lodged in my leg. I didn't try to remove it in fear of dying from blood loss. I tried to crawl towards Marina while making sure my leg wasn't going to get injured anymore than it is now. When I got to Marina's side, I tried to wake her up."Marina, please open your eyes. It's me Luna." I said while shaking her lightly. I couldn't tell if she had any injuries and I was scared to move her just in case she did have some wounds. If I tried to shake her forcefully, I could aggrevate her wounds and make things worse. Just to be safe, I made sure to just lightly move her while trying to wake her up. I looked around to see who else was around and I noticed Sergiu's body. If he didn't get killed when Marina shot him then the huge slab of stone