ALESSANDRO'S POV "You could just allow us to pass, Alessandro. Questo affare deve essere risolto in fretta.(This deal needs to be resolved quickly.)" The man pleaded profusely, his hands which were hooked to each other and placed in front of me to show how serious he was. I looked up from my phone with a frown, clearly displeased that my attention was being interrupted. I was watching my principassa's latest posts on her social media pages. Yeah, I was following all her social media posts with an unknown account — I just wanted to ensure that she was okay, nothing else. " La tua merce deve attraversare i miei confini.(Your goods need to pass through my boundaries.) You should have informed me before but you thought you're smart, didn't you? How is it playing on you now? I miei confini non sono un passaggio libero, Ethan(My boundaries are not a free passage, Ethan.)" He shook his head while waving his hands to show disagreement to the statement I made. "Not at all. I di
AMELIA'S POV CHAPTER 15. I sighed in exhaustion as I flipped the pages of the document, ensuring that there were no mistakes in my arrangement. When I was done with that, I put the document down, pushing it to the side as I focused on my screen instead. I was busy all through the day, fixing Mr Alessandro's schedules and meetings. This man was fully packed! "How does he even manage to get the needed rest if this is how he works every time?" I couldn't help but ask myself in bafflement. Mike had given me an access to what he called CLIENTS' DIAGRAM and I spent a few days going through them thoroughly. If there was one thing that I had learned in the course of my work as Mr Alessandro's secretary, it was that he was going to rely heavily on me for updates regarding these people so it was my duty to ensure that I presented full details about them whenever required. I did notice that these clients were older men and they all seemed to be doing almost the same job with the title "
ALESSANDRO'S POVI was more than excited to have her here with me in my mansion. I had dreamed of this day that I would bring her. I wanted to flaunt my possessions indirectly and I was glad that I got the reaction that I needed off her. Her surprised face every time she saw something unexpected got my soul dancing. I entered the kitchen after changing my clothes. I watched her for a few seconds before deciding to speak so she wouldn't think that I was crazy or being weird. "Settling in?” I asked with a smirk..She stood straight while still holding onto the refrigerator. “Yes, sir. Just… getting a feel for everything.” "Good.I trust you’ll make something… memorable.”I saw her flinched a bit, her eyes darted towards the refrigerator briefly and then they landed on me again. She didn't respond so I pushed my body up from the leaning position that I had placed it at. "Aren't you prepared for tonight, Amelia? Do you need some time?" "Uhm...not really...but kind
AMELIA'S POV.I watched him leave hurriedly with his right-hand man while I tried to come up with a recipe for him. He said I should prepare whatever I deem fit, right? So, I decided to go for something simple. Something that wouldn't put me into trouble or embarrass me. Immediately I turned on the burner, there was thunder from outside and that caused me to frown. I moved closer to the window and pulled the curtains aside. "Oh, it is about to rain?" I mumbled. Maybe if I was fast with preparing the dinner, I could get home before it started. Then I returned to the burner but then turned it off. I wasn't sure if Mr. Alessandro had an allergy or if there was a spice that he didn't like eating, and I figured out it was important that I should know, so I went to look for him. I wasn't sure which path he took because this was a huge mansion, but somehow, I was able to find my way after taking a corner. Something else made me stop halfway with a frown. Mike and Mr. Alessandro were
AMELIA'S POV.The thunder rumbled for what seemed to be the fourth time in a row. I was leaning by the window side, still inside Mr Alessandro's bedroom. I would have preferred taking a walk around the mansion, more like sightseeing but I wasn't in the mood to. My emotions were currently in pieces now and I could hardly think correctly. I expected the rain to stop an hour after it started but to my surprise, for the next three hours, it kept raining heavily. Maybe I wouldn't be able to go home like Mr Alessandro said. Speaking of him, I hadn't seen him since he left hours ago. I guessed he had his business to attend to. A few minutes later, the door opened and he entered with a large tray filled with different meals. I was stunned and walked up to assist him. "Mr Alessandro... where did you..." "It seems like the rain isn't going to stop any moment soon and you must be hungry..."Yes, I was. "So, I had my butler come tonight to prepare the meal. I am a bad cook, and
AMELIA'S POV"Mr...Mr Alessandro...what are you doing?" I asked him and continued moving back until my back hit the wall and I was pinned in between his arms. I sucked my breath in for a few seconds as my imagination ran wild. What was he planning to do? That thing was happening again...the feelings I got when he moved closer to me. His scent was messing with my mind, and I gulped as I could still see his well-toned chest from his half-buttoned shirt. He brought his face closer to mine, and I closed my eyes anxiously, but then the next thing was feeling his breath on my ear instead, causing my tummy to flutter as if I had butterflies in them. "Stop overthinking, Amelia."He took a step back and moved the other way to where his closet was. A few seconds later. He came back and handed a white robe over to me. "I can see that you feel uncomfortable in the shirt I gave you so maybe this will work a bit...more like if it will protect you. I know that you are nervous about the two
CHAPTER 20.ALESSANDRO'S POVHer cries...her whimpersThey woke me up in the middle of the night. I opened my eyes only to see her shaking a bit on the bed while holding the blanket tightly. I got worried and moved her closer to me. It was hard maintaining the physical boundary with her ever since I lay on the bed next to her. I was super happy and I had to bless the universe when the rain started pouring heavily. The thought of having her next to me was making me crazy. I couldn't keep my eyes off her. I tried my best to remain sane when I really wanted to devour her. I wanted to kiss those fleshy soft lips of hers and claim her as mine with my bites and touch. When she walked out of the bathroom earlier, I almost went insane. How could I let such a gorgeous angel go? When the thought of someone else being with her before me kind of made me angry but the past was the past. She was mine now and would be no one else's. I had time... enough time and I was going to make it work for b
AMELIA'S POV I arrived at the location where I was supposed to have a meeting with the man named Mayama. The instructions that Mr Alessandro had given me were ringing in my head constantly but because the meeting place wasn't a bad one. It was in public and it wasn't an area that would cover anything bad happening to me. By the time I got there, Mayama had not arrived so I took the time to go through all my points that I was going to give out to Mayama as an excuse as to why Mr Alessandro wouldn't be able to make it. A few minutes later, Mayama arrived with his men, all dressed in black suits. He had his black walking stick to match his outfit, and he looked so grumpy. Maybe that was simply the structure of his face, I concluded. I was able to recognize him because I had seen his picture before. I stood up to notify him of my presence as it seemed like he was looking for me. "Ah, you are here. I wasn't expecting you to come before. It seems like you are taking your work as
Chapter 98Amelia stared at Vincent, her brows furrowing at his sudden request."May I also request that Alessandro not be aware of this?"The words hung in the air like an unspoken warning. Amelia’s chest tightened.“Huh?” she blurted out, her confusion evident.She then shook her head, showing that she didn't get it. "What is that supposed to mean?"Vincent’s sharp gaze didn’t waver. Instead, he exhaled, as if he had anticipated her reaction. “It’s important,” he said, lowering his voice. “You have to understand, Alessandro knowing this will only complicate things. Right now, Luca is vulnerable, and we don’t need any interference.”Amelia crossed her arms. “Interference?” she repeated, her tone laced with suspicion. “Why would Alessandro care about this? Why should I even hide it from him?”Vincent tilted his head, scrutinizing her before he finally sighed. “I know who you are, Amelia.”Amelia’s heart skipped a beat.Vincent continued, his voice calm but firm. “I know you and A
CHAPTER 97Amelia’s eyes widened.“Are you out of your mind?” she whispered.Alessandro tilted his head, "What do you mean?" "Did you even listen to what you just said?" "Yes, I said we should go back quickly and get your things away from Luca's apartment."Amelia stared at Alessandro in disbelief, his words ringing in her ears."Did you just say that?" Her voice was sharp, edged with shock and frustration.Alessandro exhaled, running a hand through his dark hair, the gesture betraying his growing irritation. "Yes, I did. Why are you pretending not to understand?" "I am not pretending not to understand. I actually find it surprising that you seem like you can't read the room at all. Luca just had an accident..." "So what? Come on, Amelia. You know that Luca is not your responsibility, Amelia. He never was. You should come with me and let the hospital staff do their job. He has his father here with him, right?"Amelia scoffed, her arms crossing over her chest. "Are you e
CHAPTER 96The waiting room was suffocating. The silence, thick with unspoken words, felt heavier than the sterile air filling the hospital corridors. Amelia shifted in her seat, fingers clenching the hem of her sweater as she counted the seconds, the minutes.She wasn’t sure how much time had passed when one of Vincent’s bodyguards approached him, whispering something urgent into his ear.Vincent’s expression darkened instantly.“What did you just say?” His voice, calm yet deadly, sent a ripple of tension through the room.The bodyguard hesitated before repeating, “Sir, Miss Isabelle is in a dangerous place.”Amelia stiffened. Isabelle?Vincent's hand curled into a fist. For the first time since arriving, there was a crack in his composure. His lips pressed into a hard line, the kind of expression a man wore right before issuing a death sentence.“She is in danger? And you all are still here?! Where exactly?” His voice was sharper now.“She was caught in an altercation, but I got the
CHAPTER 95.Amelia rushed out of the cab after managing to pay the driver. Her face was flushed and she was finding it hard to breathe stably. She tried calling Mia on her way down to the hospital to give her the news but she wasn't answering. But regardless she knew that she needed to be there for him. The hospital was a battlefield of urgency. Why at this moment though? It was almost as if it was the end of the world and people were trying to run around for survival kits. "Did all bad incidents for the month happen today?" She couldn't help but wonder as she kind of sorted her way. Amelia pushed her way through the crowded hallways, her breath coming in short gasps. The air smelled of antiseptic, blood, and something metallic—fear, maybe. Nurses and doctors rushed in all directions, pushing gurneys with bloodied patients, calling out for supplies, and barking orders.She tried speaking to a nurse in scrubs, who barely spared her a glance before disappearing behind a set of
CHAPTER 94Amelia had barely woken up when her phone buzzed beside her on the bed. Still groggy, she grabbed it, squinting at the caller ID. Alessandro.Her fingers brushed through her eyes before answering. "Hello?” "Amelia.” Alessandro’s voice was urgent, his tone leaving no room for pleasantries. “You need to leave today.”Amelia sat up, her heart skipping a beat. “What? Why? You didn't tell me that there would be a change of plan.” "I am sorry. That was my fault. I also wasn't expecting the sudden change. Mike will come and pick you up by 6 pm today. I’ve arranged a place for you—somewhere safe. No one will find you there.”She swallowed, the sudden shift unsettling her. “Why now? What’s going on?”Alessandro exhaled sharply. “Things are escalating. I can’t risk you being here when it all comes crashing down.”The seriousness in his voice made her stomach tighten. Whatever was happening, it wasn’t good. "You're making me scared, Alessandro." "I am sorry." "So,
CHAPTER 93Luca stepped into his father’s study, his every move controlled and calculated. He had spent years perfecting the art of keeping his emotions in check, but the moment he locked eyes with Vincent, the anger simmering beneath his skin threatened to rise. "Can we get to the root of the issue?" "That's rude. Not even a good morning?" Vincent chuckled dryly but Luca was having none of it. "Morning — because there is nothing good about the morning," Luca answered and Vincent nodded, agreeing with what his son had said. Vincent leaned back in his chair, the very image of ease, a smirk tugging at his lips. “You are right. There is nothing good about the morning. Regardless, to me, you’re eager. It's not as if you are going to be this eager to agree with my wishes; if that had been the case, I wouldn't have minded,” he noted, tilting his head slightly. “I expected you to at least have breakfast before storming into my study.”Luca’s jaw clenched. “I’m not here for pl
CHAPTER 92Amelia’s fingers trembled as they curled around the doorknob. Her heart pounded so loudly in her chest that she was sure whoever stood outside could hear it. A lump formed in her throat as she hesitated, her mind racing with the worst possibilities. What if it was them? What if it was the enemy finally catching her off guard? Luca wasn't around and this was probably the best time for her to get attacked. She knew it would be foolish of her to suddenly open this door. But regardless, the knocks kept coming. She took a deep breath, inhaling deeply to steady herself, and forced her shaky hand to turn the knob.The door creaked open slowly.Amelia’s breath hitched.Then—“Boo!”A loud, playful voice startled her, making her take an involuntary step back and screaming in response. But before she could react, the familiar face of Mia beamed at her, holding up a brown paper bag filled with what smelled like warm food. "Oh my God,” Amelia exhaled sharply, pressing a hand to h
CHAPTER 91Luca leaned against the edge of the desk, his arms crossed over his chest as he studied Amelia’s expression. It had been a few days since Alessandro's sudden visit and he believed that this even made her more scared to want to go out. However, he didn't like her staying at home all through the day, doing nothing. And also, he didn't want her to get alarmed that he was receiving too many unnecessary guests. He knew she was stubborn—always had been—but he needed her to trust him, especially now."Look, listen to me, Amelia; you don’t have to stay in this house all the time, Amelia,” he said, his tone firm yet gentle. “I meant it when I said you should work for me. My company has a place for you. Moreover, it's a perfect fit for you in case you're scared of Alessandro coming back to hurt you or something. Or if you prefer, just name any company you’d like to work at, and I’ll make it happen.”Amelia sat on the couch, gripping the hem of her blouse between her fingers. Luca’s
CHAPTER 90 Luca’s gentle insistence had caught Amelia off guard that morning. As they sat in the quiet corner of his sitting room, he leaned forward, earnest eyes fixed on her. “Amelia,” he said softly, “I think you should come to work for me at my company. At least for a while. I can promise you more stability and a place where you’re truly safe.”Amelia looked at him, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts. “I—I appreciate that Luca,” she stammered, “but… isn’t it too soon to make such a change?”Luca’s expression softened as he reached out and took her hand in his. “I’m not asking you to abandon everything, Amelia. I just want you to have an option—a safe place where you can breathe. I know what Alessandro has done to you… and I can’t stand the thought of you hurting anymore. This will also be a way for you to get your mind off him and be independent." Before she could respond further, the conversation was abruptly interrupted by the sound of heavy knocks on the d