Ava p.o.vThe car came to a stop in front of the mansion, our personal mansion, which by the way isn't that personal anymore since everyone seems to have a room in it. The mansion have enough rooms to accommodate everyone, so why not, I shrug.I alight from the car, pausing and gazing at the house before me, the afternoon sun shining on it, almost blinding. I sighed, it's being a long time since I was here, when I left with Kara, I didn't expect it will take this long for me to come back.But all in all, I'm happy to be back, excitement burns through my veins down to my feet. Urging me to go in but I was suddenly reluctant, I sigh again remembering the situation I'm in and what's waiting for me inside the beautiful mansion.Both my mother and mother-in-law came to my side, Mom held my hand and gave an encouraging squeeze."Vincenzo is aware you are coming home today, he must be waiting for you right now." Mrs Alfonso said patting my back gently."Of course." I scoffed, he must be wait
Ava p.o.vTime, like I've heard waits for nobody, and this I've learnt a hard way. Waiting for someone to acknowledge you, is much more hurtful than any other physical wounds.Especially, waiting on someone you hold dear to your heart, it's like thousands of broken bottle stabbing at your heart and leaving you breathless on each stab.I was told to give him some time and space, even, I wanted to give him time to come to me and open up to me. But I know better now, realization has down on me that Vince isn't going to make any effort.It's been a month, a whole freaking month of this distance, hoping and waiting. It has been terrible, sometimes I don't get to see him for days. like right now, he's out of town for a business trip, which I found out from Lucas.Lucas is now a means of our communication, it's either he's passing Vince message to me or my message to Vince. But it has always be Vince sending messages to me, I didn't bother sending any message to him because what I have to sa
Ava p.o.vI stare at him dumbstruck, I couldn't believe my ears, heck I didn't even want to believe what just came out of his mouth.You know how they say, you get struck by lightning and then everything began to fade away, you could hear your heartbeat accelerating with each breath. Yeah! That's how I'm feeling right now."What? Are you for real." I muttered, hearing my words, one would think that I'm happy about the divorce. But it the complete opposite, my insides burns with anger, I clenched my fist in attempt to control my temper.I hardly ever get angry but when I do, like my brother always says, even the devil runs to take cover. The room felt like it was closing in around me.In my mind, I was growing larger and larger, expanding with rage, if I didn't do something to get myself under control, I'd explode.If I'm one of those disney cartoon characters, smoke will be zoning out of my ears and nose.Vince nod, not bothering to use his words, is he been foolish, or is it me actin
Ava p.o.vThree years later.I woke up with a dormat pain wrapped around my abdomen, I groan knowing I have to deal with it for some moment. The first time I felt this kind of pain, I freaked out. I thought I was losing this baby as well, I alarmed Vince foolishly thinking he could give me some reassurance, but that man freaked out more than I did. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Baby I'm so sorry, tell me what should I do." I couldn't resist laughing at the memory.We went to the hospital and our doctor confirm it's was normal to feel such pains, as I was close to my due date. I still remembered Vince disturbed face, he made himself clear that he doesn't like the fact that I have to be in pains, and ask the doctor if he can stop the pain.He cursed at himself when the doctor told him No. Vince made it his mission to be personal bodyguard and Nanny, he's around me everytime and everywhere, his figure looming over me like a shadow. I thought I was going to hate his overprotectiveness, but surpri
Ava p.o.vEleven years later.The door burst open with force, followed by a couple of footsteps, then the door slammed shot with an alarming forced. The resounding sound bounced off the walls, I wasn't startled but others in the kitchen were, especially the kids.Luciano, who was playing a video game on his tablet. Camila, who was flipping through some fashion magazine, she's going to be the fashion icon in the house and my eight year old daughter, Isabella. Camila and Isabella has grown closed over the years, since Camila can only talk to Isabella about girly stuff.And there is eight year old Marcello, bugging his Mom to give him food, Yeap, he's the foodie. As clichè as it may sound, Tricia and I got pregnant the same year and gave birth the same year as well, but Isabella is just a month older than Marcello.And Aurelio, Valarie and Dante's one year old baby boy, who by the way was sleeping peacefully on his mom's lap before the sudden disturbance. I took a glance over my shoulde
The Mafia Don's Wife.Sequel to Claimed By The Don is out please do well to check it out.Zoey p.o.v"You will find a replacement for her," he instructed. If I was scared of what this meeting was about, it save to tell you. I am paralyzed. These words didn't come that much of a shock to me. I kept telling myself the possibility of him kicking me out of the company. "But....." I held Mrs. Rose's hand stopped from pleading on my behalf. I might not be rich, and as much as I need this job to support my mom with our expenses. I have my pride too, a pride I need to keep intact. I refuse to bow down to a low-brainer guy for kicking me out of his company over our past. I was no longer the teenage push-over girl I was once upon a time. I am strong, confident and capable of facing my problems heads on. I turned on my heels and made my way to the door. I swung it open only to see two men in black suits and black glasses blocking the way. "I haven't allowed you to leave yet," Marco spoke
Zoey p.o.v"As the darkness passes to a glorious morning, dear God go with me everywhere and let your blessings be upon me. Amen." I said a quick prayer and did the cross sign. I picked up my phone from the night stand and unlocked it. As always, there is a message waiting to be read. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY LOVE. It reads. From a hidden number. This has always happened on my birthday every year, for a couple of years now. I have stopped letting it disturb my peace of mind. I pick myself up from my bed and head to the restroom to get ready for work. It's still early. I might as well take my time while getting ready. "Good morning, mom." I greeted my mother as I entered the kitchen. I kissed her on both cheeks."Good morning, my dear." I bent down a little for her to place a kiss on my head. "Do you have to go to the office today?" Mom whines, childishly pouting her lips. "Of course, mom. If it were up to me, I would stay home and spend the day with you. But I'm helpless." I shrugged
Zoey P.o.vMy entire being was paralyzed, everything and everyone faded away. Was time paused? Or is it just me? I didn't know if I should react or not. I don't know if he even wanted to acknowledge me. Should I pretend that we are strangers? But how can I, after all those years we spent together? How can I pretend that it didn't happen? How can I forget how he dumped me? Our beautiful and memorable time didn't happen. Only God knows how I survived the heartbreak he caused me. My ex-boyfriend. The man of my dream, the guy I thought I would spend my forever with. The same guy that tore my dreams and killed my spirit, he broke my heart in the most brutal way. Marco Alfonso, yes, the same Marco Alfonso that runs the biggest Italian mafia. He is the one standing before me. "Zoey." Luckily, Sophia snapped me out of the daze. I was the first to break the stare, I'm not going to let him see me weak. "Are you okay, you've suddenly gone paled." May asked, concern dripping from her tone.
Adriano’s POVSix months later…“Now that we’re done with the ceremony, can we go on a proper tour of New York like I was promised?” Danny asked.Roselyn hit him upside the head and said, “Don’t be insensitive. Today is your sister’s day.”“Ouch, Mom! That hurt,” he complained.“And you deserve it,” Melanie’s voice cut into the conversation.“There’s my favorite nurse!” Sam yelled.“Dad, tone it down,” she said.“Nonsense. I would shout it at the top of my lungs if I had to so you can know how proud I am of you,” he replied.She smiled at her father and went to hug him then she did the same with her mom and brother who all congratulated her before she stopped in front of me.“I always knew you were something else, little nurse,” I told her. “From the first day I set my eyes on you, I knew you were better than the rest of us.”“Stop it you’re going to make me cry,” she said.I opened my arms and she stepped into me for a hug.My girl was finally a registered nurse and today was her gra
Melanie’s POVThe ride back to the house was very quiet.Throughout the ride home, I couldn’t help but think that none of this would have happened if I just had a conversation with Adriano.He was the man I fell in love with and even though I left him, he didn’t hesitate before coming for me.I know he was very relieved in the heat of the moment but I couldn’t help but wonder what was going to happen once the adrenaline wore off and he could think a bit more clearly.One thing I knew was that I was going to spend the rest of my life trying to make it up to him.Adriano was more honorable than people knew. I never thought I would be one of those women who would be pleased because her man killed people for her but as it turned out, I was one of those women.He pulled up to the house, which seemed to have more security guards on duty than normal and I knew it was all because of me.A few hours away, we were celebrating Christmas in bliss but I just had to go and ruin everything for every
Adriano’s POVThe warehouse was a hive of chaos, but I didn’t hear the shouting or the echoing footsteps behind me. All I saw was Melanie. She sat bound to a chair, her face pale, and her lip split, a streak of blood trailing down her chin. Alex Pushkin had a gun pressed to her temple. My blood ran cold. I raised my weapon, keeping my voice steady. “Let her go.” Behind me, my men spread out, weapons aimed and ready. They waited for my signal, but I couldn’t give it—not yet. One wrong move, one miscalculation, and Melanie could die. Pushkin laughed, a guttural sound that grated on my nerves. “You think you scare me? I’ve killed better men than you.” His hand twitched, and I saw the flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. Good. He was scared, even if he didn’t want to admit it. Fear made people sloppy. I needed to buy time, distract him long enough for my men to position themselves. “Erica,” I said, shifting my focus to the woman who stood off to the side, smug and self-satisfie
Melanie’s POVI woke up to the biting chill of a dark, unfamiliar room, my head pounding as if it had been split in two. My wrists ached from the tight ropes binding them, and my ankles felt just as constricted."You’re awake," Erica drawled, her tone laced with mock concern. She folded her arms and leaned against the rusted frame of the door, watching me like a predator eyeing its prey. "How are you feeling, darling?" I didn't respond. My throat was dry, and my words caught somewhere between anger and fear. God, how could I have been foolish enough to let, Erica manipulate me? I should have known that she was up to no good when Alice told me that Adriano left her at the altar.I guess now I was paying the price for my foolishness."Cat, got your tongue?" she asked, smirking. "Or maybe it’s the shock of realizing you’ve been so incredibly stupid." Her words stung more than I cared to admit. I should have known better. Adriano had always been honest with me in his own way, even w
Adriano’s POVSomething was off.I didn’t know what but the moment I ended the call with Nik and sat down to work, something in my head kept nagging at me.At first, I thought it was the unusual silence in the house but I figured that was because everyone was probably asleep.I had expected Melanie to come find and chastize me for taking too long but since she didn’t, that meant that the day finally got to her and she succumbed to sleep.My girl was a rockstar tonight, and like I expected, she had my entire family eating from the palm of her hands throughout the dinner. I was sure they saw exactly what I did from the moment I set my eyes on her.By now Nik should be mobilizing the guys to infiltrate the last warehouse. He got intel that Pushkin finally moved all the girls to one place and he just got the location. I trusted Nik could handle this without me, after all, he had just singlehandedly negotiated a new deal with the Irish.Tonight I was going to end it sleeping next to the wo
Melanie’s POVThe cool night air felt like needles against my skin as I hurried down the street, my duffel bag slung over my shoulder. My legs felt like lead, but I pushed forward, every step putting more distance between me and the house that was once my prison but later became my home. The streets were quiet, the kind of silence that normally would have scared me, but tonight I welcomed it. I avoided the well-lit areas, sticking to the shadows, hoping none of Adriano's guards would see me. My pulse raced with every second, and my breath was uneven.I had no idea where I was going, but I didn’t care. All that mattered was getting away and I was lucky enough to have been able to avoid the guards. I guess the weeks of walking the grounds and studying their routine paid off.Luckily, a cab finally came into view at the corner of the street, its headlights a beacon of hope. I flagged it down, my arm trembling as I waved. The driver, an older man with kind eyes, rolled down the window.
Melanie’s POVThe first image made my heart stop.It was of a young girl who was barely a teenager. She was sitting on a dingy mattress in what looked like a warehouse, her eyes hollow, her body too thin. Behind her, a shadowy figure loomed a man I didn't recognize but I could bet my life on it that it was her oppressor.My throat tightened as I flipped to the next photograph and the next. Each one was worse than the last. Girls, so young they could barely be called women, trapped in squalor, their faces etched with fear.I couldn't breathe.At first, I thought, no, and hoped that this was evidence Adriano had gathered to shut down a trafficking ring. It had to be. He couldn't possibly be involved in this. He could kill a man but there was no way he was responsible for harming innocent girls.But then I saw it, rather I saw him. And there was no mistaking the fact that he was the one because I recognized Nik beside him.They were both holding onto girls and leading them to God knows w
Melanie’s POVWe rode home in comfortable silence. I was too full and happy from the good food and great company to say anything further.Plus, I couldn’t take my hands off the bracelet. It was just too beautiful. I’ve never owned anything as expensive as this and I was so scared to ask him how much it cost.We already exchanged gifts in the morning so I wasn’t expecting anything more from him.In a not-so-surprising turn of events, Alice was still awake by the time we got home.“For a moment I thought you both were going to spend the night there,” Alice said when we got into the living room."It's really late, Alice, and I'm sure you've had a long day. You should be sleeping," Adriano said.“I couldn’t sleep when I knew how important today was to Melanie. I was too anxious to know how it went,” she replied.“Well, you can rest easy now because it went very well,” I told her.Her face lit up with a smile and she gave me a quick hug, making me laugh.“I told you, you had nothing to wor
Melanie’s POVThe soft glow of candlelight and the twinkle of garlands wrapped around the staircase banister made the dining room feel almost magical. The air was thick with the aromas of roasted meats, spiced wine, and fresh-baked rolls, making my stomach grumble in anticipation. Platters of steaming food filled every inch of space. Roast beef surrounded by caramelized vegetables, golden potatoes dusted with rosemary, bowls of vibrant salads, and an assortment of bread rolls that looked fresh out of the oven. When we heard no movement on the steps, Zoey gave a sharp clap of her hands and called out to the men, her voice cutting through the hum of conversation. “Dinner is ready! Boys, come join us!” she said.I heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs as Adriano and the rest of the men made their way over. Adriano entered first, his presence commanding as always, but his warm smile was reserved for me alone. My heart gave a tiny flutter, and I smoothed my dress nervously. As