In the shadowy depths of Italy's criminal underworld, Lucas Firmino is well known for being ruthless. Feared by all rival mafias, he eliminates threats without hesitation and acknowledges no authority. Successfully reclaiming his seat as the tough mafia boss, Lucas is a force to be reckoned with. On the other side, Camila is a committed carer, willing to go to any lengths to protect her baby brother, Camillo. Her sole aim is to ensure his happiness, and she remains resolute in her commitment, even if it means sacrificing her own well-being. Caught in a complex web of loyalty and betrayal, Camila's world is upended when her father, known as Papa, engages in concealed dealings that lead to her being pushed into an arranged marriage with Lucas. The unexpected union between Camila and the ruthless mafia boss sets the stage for a tumultuous journey. As Camila steers the disloyal waters of her forced union with Lucas, the promise she made to protect her brother hangs in the balance. Will she find a way to uphold her commitment amidst the chaos, or will Lucas's influence force her to break the very promise she made to protect her brother? Find out more in the story.
View MoreThe room fell silent as Clara stood there, the shattered plate at her feet. Her eyes were filled with shock and desperation, and she looked from Lucas to Camilla, pleading silently for a chance to explain herself."Lucas, please," Clara begged, her voice filled with desperation. "I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I never intended to come between you and Camilla."Camilla's eyes narrowed as she looked at Clara, her voice filled with anger and distrust. "You've caused enough damage already, Clara. I can't trust you anymore. I want you out of our lives."Clara's face fell, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I promise, Camilla," she said, her voice shaky. "I won't interfere in your relationship with Lucas. I'll be professional and stay out of your way."Lucas looked between the two women, torn between his loyalty to Clara and his determination to salvage his relationship with Camilla. He knew that keeping Clara around would only make things more complicated, but he also couldn't ign
Lucas stormed back to his room, his anger boiling over. He couldn't believe the situation he found himself in, torn between his love for Camilla and the doubts that plagued his mind. As he entered his room, he slammed the door shut behind him, the sound echoing through the space.Frustration and confusion consumed him as he paced back and forth, his mind racing with thoughts of betrayal and deceit. He couldn't deny the love he felt for Camilla, but he also couldn't ignore the doubts that Clara had planted in his mind. It was tearing him apart.Finally, Lucas stopped in the middle of the room, his breathing heavy and his heart pounding. He knew he had to make a decision, one that would either salvage their relationship or tear them apart forever. With a deep breath, he made up his mind."I'll give her one last chance," Lucas muttered to himself, his voice filled with determination. "But I won't tell her. I need to see if she'll come clean on her own."With newfound resolve, Lucas began
Lucas's anger burned within him as he made his way to Camilla's room. He couldn't shake the doubt that Clara had planted in his mind, but he also couldn't deny his love for Camilla. As he reached her door, he took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of emotions raging within him.With a heavy heart, Lucas knocked on the door, hoping that Camilla would be willing to talk. After a moment of silence, he heard her hesitant voice from the other side. "Lucas? What do you want?" she asked, her voice tinged with sadness.Lucas opened the door and stepped inside, his gaze meeting Camilla's tear-stained face. He could see the pain and confusion in her eyes, mirroring his own emotions. "Camilla, we need to talk," he said firmly, trying to keep his voice steady.Camilla nodded, her expression filled with a mix of hope and apprehension. "Okay, Lucas. What do you want to talk about?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.Lucas took a deep breath, searching for the right words to express
Authors PovCamilla's anger simmered beneath the surface as Lucas claimed to believe Clara's insinuations. How could he doubt her after everything they had been through? She couldn't bear the thought of Lucas siding with Clara, especially when she had been the one eavesdropping on their private conversation.With a heavy heart and tears threatening to spill from her eyes once again, Camilla pushed her chair back abruptly and stood up from the table. "You want to believe her?" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and hurt. "After everything we've been through, you're just going to take her word over mine?"Lucas looked taken aback by Camilla's outburst, his eyes momentarily wavering. But then his expression hardened, and he crossed his arms defensively. "I don't know who to believe anymore, Camilla," he replied coldly. "You've betrayed my trust, and now Clara is telling me things that make me question everything."Camilla's frustration boiled over, and she couldn't ho
Camilla’s POVCamilla's heart raced as she summoned the courage to knock on Lucas's study room door. With a pounding chest, she waited for a response. After what felt like an eternity, the door creaked open, revealing Lucas's stern expression.Relief washed over Camilla as Lucas allowed her to enter. She stepped inside, standing in the center of the room. The familiar scent of old books and cologne filled her nostrils, but it offered no comfort in this tense moment."Lucas... I... I need to talk to you," Camilla stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. As she looked into his eyes, she saw a mixture of anger and disappointment, and it broke her heart.Lucas crossed his arms, his gaze hardened. "What could you possibly have to say that would make things right? You've betrayed my trust, Camilla. I can't just overlook that."Her knees began to shake, but she refused to let fear deter her. With a determined breath, Camilla straightened her posture and met his gaze. "I know I messed up,
Camilla povAs I listened to Lucas's words, frustration and sadness welled up inside me. It felt like he was dismissing my concerns and downplaying the situation with Clara. I couldn't understand why he couldn't see the manipulation and threats I had been facing.Feeling a surge of anger, I found my voice and responded, "Lucas, I've tried to explain to you what Clara has been doing, but it seems like you're not willing to listen or understand. I can't continue living in a situation where I feel threatened and unsupported. I need you to see that."Without waiting for his response, I turned and walked out of the living room, making my way back to our bedroom. Tears streamed down my face as I packed my belongings, my hands trembling with a mix of sadness and determination.Just as I was about to zip up my suitcase, the door creaked open, and Lucas stepped into the room. His voice was filled with urgency as he said, "Camilla, you can't leave."I turned to face him, my eyes red and swollen
Camilla’s povI turned around and Clara had a wide grin on her face following the words she had just poured out of her mouth.“Are you threatening me?” I asked her but she just smiled before walking into the room like she was the owner or something of that sort.“You should be threatened.” She began with her more like a whisper.“I won’t be threatened by you because I am still his wife in this house.” I spat out but to my surprise she laughed out loudly.“You aren’t even beautiful and it is more than obvious that he doesn't love you…like he doesn’t love you at all.” Clara said to me as she moved closer to me, placing her hands on my head as she stroked it gently.“I don’t want you to worry too much because I would make sure to take good care of your man.” Clara muttered with a smirk before walking out.I sat on my bed in frustration, this wasn’t what I asked for. Now the chef Lucas brought into the house is claiming superior and threatens to seduce Lucas and take him from me,I couldn
Camilla’s pov—I soon felt much at ease from Dorian words, he smiled at me one last time before walking out of the room while I sat down staring at my breakfast that had gone cold but still pleads to be eaten.Lucas soon returned to the bedroom, he chuckled to the way I stared at my breakfast.“Are you scared I might have poisoned it?” He questioned, I stood up and walked towards the food like I didn’t hear him.“No, lost my appetite.” I bluntly said before throwing the plate and the breakfast in the trash.“What was that for?” He exclaimed but all I did was fold my hands and walk back to the bed.“You should have thrown that out not in bedroom.” He added but all I added was a smile to my face.“The chef would take care of everything, or don’t tell me you also expect me to clean everywhere.” I said to him, he glared at me in anger while I smiled in victory…I wasn’t just going to seat and watch him make life a living hell for me.“Clara!” He yelled, wow…what a shabby name, I thought wi
CAMILLA'S POVI soon felt much at ease from Dorian words, he smiled at me one last time before walking out of the room while I sat down staring at my breakfast that had gone cold but still pleads to be eaten.Lucas soon returned to the bedroom, he chuckled to the way I stared at my breakfast.“Are you scared I might have poisoned it?” He questioned, I stood up and walked towards the food like I didn’t hear him.“No, lost my appetite.” I bluntly said before throwing the plate and the breakfast in the trash.“What was that for?” He exclaimed but all I did was fold my hands and walk back to te bed.“You should have thrown that out not in bedroom.” He added but all I added was a smile to my face.“The chef would take care of everything, or don’t tell me you also expect me to clean everywhere.” I said to him, he glared at me in anger while I smiled in victory…I wasn’t just going to seat and watch him make life a living hell for me.“Clara!” He yelled, wow…what a shabby name, I thought with
CAMILLA'S POV Six moons had passed since my departure from the United States to Italy alongside Papa. The experience had been unbearable; Papa made me improve my combat skills each day, a sacrifice that now seemed useful. While Camillo thrived in college with Ivy, excelling in football as he had promised Papa and I. The unavoidable day arrived sooner than anticipated—Papa had arranged a union for me. I had no interest in marriage; I avoided relationships entirely, damaged by Dante's betrayal. The thought of being married off to a random, bald, older man with a stomach overshadowing his cranium disgusted me. Regardless of my feelings, the inevitable was emerging—a pact struck with Papa upon my arrival in Italy. In Papa's office, we awaited the late arrival of the future groom. Papa glanced at his watch for the sixth time. An hour had gone, and I was becoming so impatient. "Perhaps he won't come. If he does, inform him he wasted your time and call off the arrangement." During my s...
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