He didn’t wait for her response before capturing her lips hungrily–his tongue stroking hers with a bruising force like never before. It made Amelia’s heart race with anticipation, starting a consistent throbbing deep inside her. She snaked her arms around his neck, willingly welcoming his kiss like it was the drug she needed.His tongue explored all the secret crevices of her mouth, devouring it like it was his last meal of the day. His hands roamed her back, coming up to twist in her hair, angling her head perfectly to meet his insistent tongue. A moan of sheer pleasure escaped her mouth that drove him crazy with desire. His body craved her with a passion and desperation he never experienced before. He had never imagined that someone could drive him over the edge. All the self-control he had exercised for the last four years crumbled to dust and he felt himself drowning deep into her. It was craziness, and he was crazy about her! His mind chanted one mantra: Mine. Mine. Mine.It dr
Amelia made lunch while waiting for Matteo. His voice echoed in her head. He was fine and he would be here in a few minutes. They could resume where they had left off. The thought of him made her aroused. She couldn’t wait to have her first time with him. Lunch was ready when the doorbell rang. Amelia’s heart raced with excitement. Matteo was here! She rushed to open the door but froze at the sight of Cadence on her doorstep. “What are you doing here? Matteo isn’t at home.” She tried to close the door to her face, but Cadence was quicker. She wedged her foot inside and forced the door open to enter forcefully into the apartment. “I’m here to see you, not Matteo. It’s useless waiting for him, anyway. He won’t come back here to you, bitch. He’s mine.” Amelia’s jaws dropped at her attacking stance. She wasn’t afraid of anyone, but this was a criminal’s obsessed daughter. Was she here for revenge? How did the cops allow her inside the building?“I have no wish to see you. Get out! How
Matteo was at his wit’s end wondering who the woman from Sicily could be. He knew no one who had a child. They only kept in touch with his father’s family. Was it one of his cousins? But none of them would seek him out. He wasn’t close to any of his relatives. Worried, he rushed out of his room to find Amelia still in the same place where he had left her. Something seemed terribly amiss, but he couldn’t pinpoint it. What could have happened to her in his absence? She looked up with a frown at seeing him emerge from his room. Matteo instantly missed the connection he had shared with her before he left home. “I have to go to the shop. Freddie called right now.” Amelia nodded at him absent-mindedly and Matteo sighed as he walked away. He would have to find out what was bothering her. Maybe he would after his return. The door closed after him and Amelia got up to rinse the dishes when her phone buzzed with two back-to-back messages. Checking her phone, she frowned at the messages she r
“Stop, Sophia. I know exactly why you’re here. Luigi sent you to get me, right? Own up or I’ll drag you to the clinic for a paternity test. Then I’ll hand you over to the cops for falsely convicting me.” Matteo stood up with a solemn look on his face, intending to do as he said. “Please don’t hand me over to the cops.” She covered her face, breaking down at last. “Then get out of here and never return. You’ve wasted my time already with your shit,” he gritted out angrily, walking towards the door to hold it open for her. “Please, Matteo. Luigi won’t pay me anything if I fail to get you to meet Don.” She grabbed her child’s hand, ready to leave. “That’s your headache, Sophia. I’ll meet him whenever I visit Italy. Maybe next month or maybe immediately. I can’t promise.” Sophia sighed and walked out of his shop with her child, having failed in her mission to convince Matteo. He slumped to his chair to massage his throbbing temples. He knew he had to go to meet the Don soon or they
Amelia sat in her room, staring at her phone. It had been almost twenty-four hours since she left New York, yet all Matteo had sent her was a message and three missed calls. She stared at his desperate plea!Come back, Emilia! Why didn’t he call her afterwards if he really wanted her back? “Amy, Dad wants to talk to you. He’s waiting in his study,” said Gia, her younger sister, flying into the room to sift through her luggage for the fourth time since she had arrived yesterday. “I’m not in the mood for a lecture now. Tell him I’m asleep.” Gia scoffed and gave up her hunt. “Why would I lie? You got nothing for me from New York!” She pouted and stomped away leaving Amelia to groan and follow her out. Ever since she returned, she could sense the displeasure on her parents’ faces. Even her grandparents didn’t look pleased with her. Thankfully, Ryan had gone to Philadelphia for an interview. Else he would have blasted her already for staying away for so long. She sighed and opened th
Getting down at the nearest bus stop, Matteo walked down via Barbarigo with his luggage. He could see the top floor of his house, the clothes drying on the terrace like always. There were a few cars parked right in front of their gates, like always. He remembered those luxury cars his dad had bought for rental purposes. They were their only source of livelihood! When younger, he used to fix them whenever they had a problem and save his dad’s hard-earned money. He always received a ten-dollar bill for his services. He smiled, remembering those glorious, carefree days. They were so different from the life he was forced to lead now. All because of his cousin Rafael. If he hadn’t taken a loan from Alfonso di Salvo, he wouldn’t have to work for him. He would have been a free man today. He stopped in front of his house and opened the gates to enter. His parents should lock the gates! Just then, the main door flew open and his youngest brother, Marcello, rushed out. He froze at the sight
“It doesn’t work that way, Matteo. I’ve branched out, but I will help Don financially. Whenever he needs me, I’ll be with him. So I’m not breaking away from the circuit. If you join me, Don will release you similarly,” said Rafael while Matteo sat in a dilemma. He wouldn’t join in anything illegal but fight for his freedom instead. However, he couldn’t afford to displease Rafael since he was powerful and could help them out in sticky situations. “Right now, I can’t join any other work, Rafael. I know I can’t give it time.” Rafael looked annoyed and stood up abruptly, ready to leave.“In that case, I guess you’re on your own, Matteo. Talk to Don and figure it out. Don’t blame me if they capture you. I’ll be leaving the country very soon. So I cannot protect your family this time.” Both the brothers watched him leave and then slumped into the sofa, realizing the deadly path ahead of them. Marcello opened his door and peered out. Seeing Rafael gone, he came over and sat with them.“I kn
Matteo was silent for a while, thinking over what Don said. His life depended on his reply, and he had to work cautiously. “I will work for you, Don, and help you recover all your financial losses. Will you release me afterward?” Di Salvo didn’t reply, dismissing the topic completely. There was a grave silence in the car as they sped towards suburban Palermo. Having worked for Don, Matteo knew what his silence meant. He wasn’t averse to the idea of releasing him if he performed as per his promise. Matteo swore he would help him recover his money in return for his freedom. He could sense the smug look on Luigi’s face as they entered a palatial house with guards everywhere. It might be their new headquarters!“Roberto, show him to the room next to yours.” Don marched off towards the main building, with Luigi and his men following him. “I haven’t brought my belongings, Don, nor have I informed my folks. They would be worried about me.” Di Salvo stopped in his tracks, his face furious