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~Edwina~“Tesoro.”Raffaele’s voice is sharp and controlled, breaking the silence of the penthouse kitchen where I sit, absentmindedly tracing patterns on the cool marble countertop.I exhale slowly, unwilling to meet his gaze. “What?” My tone is clipped, my annoyance barely concealed.His jaw tightens. “You can use my room for the nights you'll be staying here.”I scoff. “Thanks, but I prefer my own space.” My words drip with defiance, but he only arches a brow, clearly unfazed.“That shouldn’t be a problem. I have a lot of work to do.”I roll my eyes. “I’m sure you do.”Without another word, he turns and walks away, leaving me with my thoughts. A small part of me wants to call him back, to demand a real conversation instead of this frustrating game of evasion. But pride holds me still. Why should I be the one to bridge the distance? He was the one being impossible.I sigh, pushing myself up from the island, deciding to take a shower before bed. The path to his room is familiar, every
Raffaele"Sorry, but I enjoy my personal space," Edwina says coolly, her glare sharp enough to cut through steel. She sits on the kitchen island, arms crossed, exuding defiance.I shoot my expression, keeping my voice neutral as I respond, "That shouldn't be a problem. I have a lot of work to do.""I'm sure you do," she mutters under her breath, her voice laced with sarcasm.I exhale sharply, turning away. Engaging in this conversation any further will only lead to another battle of wills—one I don’t have the patience for this morning. As I walk to my office, frustration coils tightly within me. Edwina has always been difficult, but the past twenty-four hours have taken it to a new level.Settling behind my desk, I loosen my tie slightly and rub a hand over my jaw, the tension from last night still lingering. My phone vibrates, pulling me from my thoughts."Hello, Raffaele," comes Jasmine’s smooth voice."Hello, Jas," I respond evenly, already anticipating the reason for her call."Jus
EdwinaThe day finally comes to a close, and exhaustion settles deep in my bones. My muscles ache from a long day at work, and all I want is to sink into bed and forget about the world. When Elliot picks me up, I lean back in my seat, rubbing my temples as I give him directions to Raffaele’s penthouse. I stare out the window, letting the city lights blur past, my mind too tired to focus on anything specific.But then, a flicker of movement in the rearview mirror catches my attention. I frown, straightening slightly. Two black-tinted SUVs are following us at a careful distance. A cold shiver runs down my spine.“Elliot,” I murmur, my voice laced with suspicion. “Have you noticed those two SUVs behind us?”“Yeah, I have,” he replies, keeping his eyes on the road. “They were parked outside the company building when I arrived to pick you up. Didn’t think much of it at first, but they’ve been trailing us ever since.”My jaw clenches as realization dawns. “That bastard,” I mutter under my br
RaffaeleAfter bidding Edwina goodnight, I retreat to my office, intent on getting back to work, but my mind keeps drifting to her request. She had asked me to rest for the night. It was such a simple thing—something most people did without a second thought—but for me, sleep had always been a luxury, one I rarely indulged in. I sigh in frustration, running a hand through my hair. The weight of my responsibilities is relentless, and no matter how much I may want to shut my eyes for a few hours, I know it isn’t an option. There’s too much to do, too much to protect.Just as I settle at my desk, my phone buzzes, Alessandro’s name flashing across the screen.“There’s something you need to see at the compound,” he says, his voice grave. That tone tells me everything I need to know—this isn’t a minor issue. I grab my car keys without hesitation and leave the penthouse, ensuring Edwina remains under the strict watch of her new security detail. She might hate it, but after what I learned about
EdwinaI wake up feeling surprisingly light, stretching lazily in bed before getting up to prepare for the day. The memory of last night lingers at the back of my mind, but I push it aside, deciding to focus on the present. After dressing, I make my way downstairs, expecting to see Raffaele at breakfast, but the dining table is empty save for a steaming cup of coffee and a plate of toast waiting for me.I frown, glancing around. “Where’s Raffaele?” I ask, turning to Alessandro, who stands near the entrance, his usual composed expression in place.“He left early this morning. Business matters,” Alessandro replies smoothly, but something in his voice feels off. Like he’s purposely withholding information.I narrow my eyes at him but decide not to push further. What did I expect? This is Raffaele Marcello, the man who has women practically worshipping at his feet. I would be a fool to think that last night meant anything. Maybe it was just another game for him.Pushing those thoughts away
Edwina"What do you mean he's dead?" I ask, my voice laced with confusion, my brows knitting together as I try to process what I just heard."I killed him, Tesoro," Raffaele states in a hardened voice, his sharp eyes never leaving my face, as if calculating my reaction before it even settles in.To say I’m shocked would be an understatement. The words hang in the air between us, heavy and unshakable. He just admitted to murder like it was a simple transaction. My throat runs dry as I swallow hard, searching for an appropriate response. Finally, I settled on, "Okay."Raffaele's eyes widen slightly, caught off guard by my lack of hysteria. "Okay?" he echoes, clearly surprised by my calm demeanour.I shrug, meeting his gaze. "Well, you are a mafia boss, Raffaele. I don’t expect you to be all rainbows and unicorns."A deep, rich chuckle escapes him, the sound vibrating across the room. It's rare to hear him laugh, and something about it makes my stomach flip. His amusement lingers in his e
EdwinaThe car comes to a stop outside what appears to be a nightclub, the blaring music from inside vibrating through the air. Raffaele’s demeanour shifts instantly, transforming into the cold, ruthless Italian mafia boss he truly is. His jaw is set in an unforgiving line, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings with an intensity that sends a shiver down my spine. No more teasing smirks or soft glances—right now, he is in no mood for games.The car doors open, and Raffaele steps out first, his movements deliberate and controlled. I follow suit, barely catching my breath before his arm locks securely with mine. He doesn’t spare me a glance as we stride towards the entrance, the weight of his power evident in every step he takes. The nightclub is littered with all kinds of people—some looking for trouble, others hoping to escape their reality for a few hours.A handful of Raffaele’s men, dressed in immaculate suits, follow closely behind us, their presence an unspoken warning. As we mo
Edwina"Hmmm," I respond, turning to face Raffaele, who takes slow, calculated steps in my direction."Are you okay, Tesoro?" His piercing green eyes search mine, filled with an intensity that makes my stomach twist."Yeah, I am," I say, forcing my voice to stay steady, trying to keep my emotions from betraying me."Bullshit," Raffaele growls, gripping my chin between his fingers and tilting my face up to meet his. My breath hitches at his touch, my body betraying the fight I want to put up."I’ve been watching you, Edwina. You looked lost in thought," he murmurs, his thumb running over my lower lip, making my body shudder involuntarily."Don’t act like you care," I snap defensively, my voice sharper than intended.Raffaele’s grip tightens, his jaw clenching as frustration flickers across his face. "Why do you have to be so damn infuriating?" His tone is rough, edged with something deeper, something darker."Why do you have to be such an ass?" I shoot back, matching his fire with my ow
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Raffaele Something seems to be disturbing my Tesoro and knowing her I know that she is too stubborn to tell me unless she is ready to talk about it. I cannot help but shake off the feeling that she is hiding something from me and does not want me to find out probably the reason why she has been acting all strange ever since we landed in Italy. One thing about me is that I have been trained to read emotions and feelings and I can tell when someone is lying to me about something she has been doing to me for the past few weeks but I have done my best not to seem bothered while deep inside I feel quite livid. I love Edwina but lying is where I draw the line when it comes to having a relationship with someone and as much as I want to act oblivious to her actions I can't help that feeling in my gut that is telling me that she is indeed hiding something from me. I close the door to our room and make my way down to my office to go through some work calling Gio to join me for a little chat.
Edwina Tonight is the night. I will have my driver on standby waiting to take to to the airport and make sure to keep Raffaele away from this or someone will die tonight Bellissima. Make sure to do as you are told to avoid someone's blood being on your hands. xx yours truly. Immediately after I read the message on my screen my blood runs cold knowing that tonight is the night I will be leaving Raffaele to protect him and his men. I try my best to regulate my breathing not wanting to have a full-blown full-blowback with Raffaele just a few steps away from me in the shower with no clue in the world to what is going on. "Hey, are you okay?" comes Raffaele's voice drawing my attention far away from my phone screen to see him standing and already dressed as he buttons up his dress shirt. "Yeah, "I force out shutting off my phone screen and tossing my phone away to avoid any suspicions. One thing I have learned from this lifestyle is the art of hiding my emotions to avoid any suspicio
EdwinaI remain frozen on the spot my eyes meeting Raffaele's darkened gaze as he winces in the process clutching onto his shirt which seeps blood."Cosa è successo?"yells Eleanora her face morphing into a giant frown as she makes her way son who leans against the counter with Giovanni to his left and Rodriguez to his right."I'm fine madre,"grunts out Raffaele clearly in pain as Eleanora genlty kisses his forehead his green orbs never leaving mine."Thank God you are here the man is as stubborn as they come princessa and only you will be able to help him clean up since he does not want anyone next to him,"comes Alessandro's voice from beside me making my gaze shift from Raffaele to him.I nod my head in response no words being able to leave my mouth as I slowly walk up to Raffaele who stares at me a slight frown on his face. I notice the way Gio nods his head in reassurance as I gently take Raffaele's hand in mine."How about I get you cleaned up,"I tell him softly all eyes on our li
Edwina Immediately I head out of Raffaele's office I make my way across the house holding my new phone box in my hand. I shake my head in amusement chuckling at how Raffaele loves to spend money on me without a doubt not realizing that Vincenzo is standing right across from me. "Should I be worried that you are laughing by yourself?" he asks amusement shining in his eyes. "Maybe, "I tell him a smirk making its way onto my lips. Vincenzo just smiles at me in amusement making his way around me to head wherever he is going. "Where are you going?"I ask him curious to know where he is headed. "Just headed out to sort out some business," he says not giving me room to respond as he walks further away. I make my way to Raffaele's room where I sit on the bed thinking about what Raffaele's phone call could be about since he was quick to mention that it was nothing when I asked him. "Damn I need to find something to do today, "I murmur to myself sighing in the process when my thoughts ar
Raffaele Immediately the question leaves my mouth, I observe and notice the way Edwina's body freezes her eyes flashing with slight panic before she quickly composes herself. I try not to read deep into it considering how of late I have made her think I do not trust her while in a real sense it is quite, in fact, the opposite. I trust her with my life and the last thing I would want is to draw us further apart and push her away. "Come here, "I tell her softly my piercing gaze matching hers and she hesitantly walks towards me standing a couple of steps away from me. "Closer Tesoro, "I say my voice going an octave deeper not liking the small distance between us. She does as I say stepping closer to me and I am quick to pull her into my lap her legs straddling me. Her sweet lilac scent fills my senses and I almost go crazy burying my face into her neck and pulling her closer to my body her scent slowly calms my racing nerves. "You smell divine Tesoro, "I growl out gently peppering
Edwina We sit in silence tension filling the air after Raffaele speaks my body filling with slight rage at his ability to suspect that I am being untruthful to him. "Why do I feel like you are suspecting me to be a liar?"I ask rather defensively suddenly not wanting to be in his presence. "I am not Tesoro where is this even coming from?" asks Raffaele his eyebrows furrowing in total confusion at my question. "Yes, you are. It's like ever since I went out with your sisters to the mall you suspect I am hiding something from you?!"I yell my last thread of restraint snapping in half as I take a step away from him causing him to clench his fists at his side. "Are you hiding something from me Tesoro?" he asks his voice laced with venom that I barely recognize the man standing in front of me. I cannot stop the hurt that passes through me at his question which confirms my thoughts that the man indeed has his doubts that I am hiding something from him. "No I am not hiding something from
Edwina I stand infront of our bedroom mirror admiring the way the red gown hugs my body showing off my hour glass figure my hair straightened which is kind of new since it is always curly and bouncing off my shouders. My fingers come up to toy with the necklace that sits on my neck as the door to our bedroom opens revealing a dressed up Raffaele. Our eyes connect through the mirror as he makes his way up to me his arms going around my waist pulling me back into his chest as I admire how handsome he looks in his black suit. "You look beautiful Tesoro,"he says admiration in his eyes causing my heart to flutter at his compliment. "Thank you,"I blush out suddenly feeling a bit hot and bothered under his intense gaze. Raffaele is quick to turn me around in his arms causing me to squeal in surprise as he pulls me closer to him his strong cologne invading my senses. I notice the way he has shaved his beard giving him a dangerous sexy look and I cannot help but feel proud to call him my m
Edwina The next morning I wake up and Raffaele is nowhere to be seen in bed his side of the bed is quite cold a sign that he was probably up quite early. I sighed taking a few minutes to myself thinking how I am going to be able to pull off leaving with Mariano's men without anyone in this house knowing. I notice one of Raffaele's shirts on the other end of the bed as I pick it up and wear it. I am startled by the sound of my phone ringing as I roll over to pick it up the sound of Krys angry voice being heard. "Tell me why the fuck you went to Italy without telling me goodbye," yells a not-so-pleased Krys through the phone. "Well hello to you too, "I grumble out not enjoying the sound of her loud voice in the morning, or at least I think I don't. "Edwina, "scowls Krys and I can tell that her patience is slowly running out. "Someone broke into the manor, "I sigh out rubbing my temples. "Oh my god! Are you okay?" asks Krys frantically her voice laced in worry. "Well other than t