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.