BIANCA'S POVI woke up groggily and slowly began to recognize my surroundings. I was in Alessandro’s room, with him holding me.“Bianca, are you feeling alright?” Alessandro asked, his voice tense with concern.I nodded, still trying to clear my head. “What happened?”“Matteo,” Alessandro growled. “He must have had someone knock you out at the club yesterday. But don’t worry, you’re safe with me now. You’re out of danger.”A wave of comfort washed over me at his words, knowing I was with the only person who could truly protect me from Matteo’s obsession.But when I met Alessandro’s gaze, I saw a determined look in his eyes. “What are you planning?” I asked quietly, my voice just a faint murmur.Alessandro’s jaw tightened. “I’m going to deal with Matteo once and for all. He won’t hurt you anymore.”A chill ran down my spine at his words. I knew Alessandro would do anything to keep me safe.I also knew that Matteo was in serious trouble.But I couldn’t shake the feeling that we were bei
LEO'S POVI couldn’t shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong with Charlie’s situation. Bianca’s words kept echoing in my mind, fueling a strong urge to protect her. I couldn’t understand why I felt such a pull; it wasn’t like me to get involved. I usually stayed out of other people’s business, but there was something about Charlie that gnawed at my conscience.The next day, I decided to follow her discreetly. I wanted to see if my instincts were right. I kept a safe distance and watched as she arrived at her apartment, relieved that she didn’t seem to notice me.But then I saw him—Alex. He pulled up in his car, and Charlie got in. I thought he’d just drive off, but he got out, grabbed Charlie by the hair, and dragged her into the apartment.My stomach churned with anger. Without wasting a second, I got out of my car and hurried toward them, my heart pounding. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do, but I knew I had to act.As I got closer, I could hear Charlie’s muffled scre
BIANCA'S POVIt was 7:00 a.m., and we’d given Charlie some space to recover from yesterday, after Leo rescued her from her boyfriend—now her ex.When Alessandro called me to let me know Leo had brought Charlie to his place, I was shocked. I rushed over as soon as I got Luca to sleep so he wouldn’t insist on coming with me.As I sipped my coffee, I noticed the faint bruises on Charlie’s arm. She looked exhausted like she hadn’t slept all night. I felt a deep sadness for her and knew I needed to tread carefully."Are you okay?" I asked, taking another sip of my coffee. She glanced at me with an unreadable expression and nodded. I sighed and set my coffee down. "You know you can talk to me, right?"A heavy silence followed. I watched as she struggled with her emotions."It’s hard," she finally said. "I’m not used to being away from him. It feels so strange."I gave her a reassuring smile. "It’s normal to feel that way. I felt the same way after my ex-husband and I divorced. It was tough
ALESSANDRO'S POV After my conversation with Bianca, I decided to talk to Leo to see if he could open up to me. I had a good idea of what was causing his behavior, but I felt I needed to understand more. I went looking for him, knowing he might be in the mansion’s sleek, modern lounge with its floor-to-ceiling windows and minimalist décor, a space he often retreated to when he visited. I took a seat beside Leo on the sofa, trying to encourage him to talk. "Hey, Leo, what’s going on?" I asked, placing a hand on his shoulder. Leo paused and looked away. "There’s nothing, Alessandro. Just drop it." I exhaled, realizing Leo wasn’t going to make it easy. "I can tell when something's bothering you." "You don’t get it, Alessandro. You have no idea what it's like." I nodded, trying to stay calm. "Maybe not, but you can't shut me out now. We've been friends for fifteen years." "Do you really want to know? How about being hunted every night by your fucked-up childhood? Do you want to unde
LEO'S POVWhen I heard the news, I knew I had to find my mother. She never left the house, and I had specifically instructed the maids to keep an eye on her. I could have called the authorities, but this was something I needed to handle on my own.I rushed out, leaving Alessandro and the girls without saying anything because I was too scared to explain. I would fill them in once I had everything settled.I activated the device, and a map appeared on the screen. It was a GPS tracker, leading me directly to where my mother was.As I drove, anxiety coursed through me, and my heart pounded. I prayed she was safe, considering her health issues. She shouldn't be leaving the house without anyone knowing where she was going.While tracking the signal, memories from my past consumed my thoughts. My grip tightened on the steering wheel as I recalled my upbringing with my father. The location I was tracking was too familiar—it was close to my dad's old house.The signal led me to a small residen
LEO'S POVAs I struggled to understand my mother and my feelings, her voice broke through my thoughts.“Leo, please,” she pleaded softly. "Just give him a chance. He’s trying to make things right.”I looked at her, feeling a mix of frustration and concern. How could she not see through his act? How could she not realize he was just playing a part?But then I saw the hope in her eyes—her wish for our family to be whole again, to find happiness.I knew I had to do this for her. I had to pretend I believed him, pretend I forgave him."I’ll give him another chance," I said, though every word felt heavy.My father’s face lit up, and he reached out for a hug. I stepped back, a shiver of disgust running through me."I’m not agreeing to anything yet," I said. "I need some time."He nodded, his smile flickering but quickly returning."Of course, Leo. Take as much time as you need."Throughout the day, he made continuous efforts to reconcile. He helped with chores, cooked a meal, and even sugge
ALESSANDRO'S POVI entered the room, expecting to find Bianca relaxing on the sofa. Instead, what I saw made me gasp in awe. Standing in front of the mirror was a naked Bianca. Damn, those curves and that perfect skin of hers were irresistible. She was unaware of my presence, and the temptation coursing through me was overwhelming. She was all mine—every inch of her.I approached her gently, careful so she wouldn’t hear the sound of my feet. Then, I curled an arm around her perky breasts. She let out a soft gasp as I drew her closer, pressing her against me so she could feel how much I wanted her."You see what you're doing to me?" I whispered into her ear, cupping her breasts before pinching her nipples.“Sandro…” she breathed out, her voice shaky under my touch.“What did you just call me?” I asked, kissing her beautiful neck as the intoxicating scent of her perfume wafted into my nostrils.“Sandro," she moaned. I felt myself grow harder while I kissed her earlobe, rolling her hair
BIANCA'S POVAs I dialed the school's number, my frustration boiled over. How could they let Luca come home with bruises?As I waited for someone to answer the school's phone line, Alessandro sat beside me, his eyes fixed on mine. I could sense his concern, but I was too consumed by my anger to notice it.When the principal finally answered, I unleashed my anger. "What happened to my son? He came home hurt. What kind of school are you running?"However, as I continued with my angry outburst, I sensed that I was starting to lose my composure. Alessandro gently removed the phone from my grasp, and his soft touch provided me with a sense of comfort."Hello," he said, his voice firm and authoritative. "I am Luca's father.”I stared at him in surprise. Alessandro wasn’t Luca’s father."Alessandro continued with a commanding tone. 'I need a full explanation of what happened to my son, immediately.'”There was a stunned silence on the other end. "I’m sorry, sir, Mr..."Alessandro's gaze shar