Amelia's POVBy the time we were done baking cookies, both Ben and the kitchen were a mess. If it was any other day, I would have cleaned up my mess, but this was my day with Ben, and I needed to make the most of it.I took Ben upstairs and cleaned him up and then took him to the theatre to watch TV. He loved watching Bluey on the big screen.I went to take a bath and dress up so I could take Ben to the doctor. His babysitter had sent an email informing me about Ben's health. It was not as bad as Salvatore had made it to be. He had gone low only once in two weeks, but he has been having a fever quite often.After I was done, I packed some lunch boxes. I intended to take Ben to the kids' park after his doctor's appointment. So I packed some fruits, juices, and cookies. I planned on buying some more snacks at the snack bar near the park. At 10, we were ready to go. I held Ben's hand, swinging it and singing, "I am going to the doctor.""Already heading out?" Alessandro's voice came from
Amelia’s POVI walked out of Dr Miles office and Ben was handing some gummy bears to Alessandro. Ben had an excited grin on his face and that made me smile too. “Done?” Alessandro asked as he stood up and I nodded.“And how would it go?”“Good. Little Ben here is as strong as a horse. I just need to get more of his meds and he will be good.”“Great!”“So I can have ice cream today?” Ben asked, sounding so hopeful.“I guess you can have one today,” I answered.“Yay! Can we go now?” he excitedly asked and I nodded.We said bye to Anna; we left. We got Ben’s medicine first at the pharmacy before we drove to the snack centre. I got Ben’s favourite snacks and got my favourites too. Alessandro picked a couple of protein bars. He paid for the snacks and we left the shop going to the park.“Red light!” Ben screamed, already running towards the kids that were already at the park and playing.“Ben!” I called out, “Come back. You need to eat first,”He grudgingly came back. One thing I liked a
Alessandro’s POVI parked Amelia’s car in the garage and carried Ben upstairs to Amy’s room while she followed right behind me. I put Ben in her bed and then turned to look at her. Her lips were a bit swollen from our kiss. I took two steps to cover the distance between us and brought my hand to her face and ran my finger across her lips. I wanted my lips against hers, but I had to stop myself from doing so. I knew I was going to devour her if I was to have a taste of her lips again, and her lips would have gotten swollen even more. My father was going to be home anytime soon, and I hoped the current swell would be gone by then.“I had a wonderful time with you,” I uttered and she nodded.“I had a wonderful time with you, Alessandro. I just hope that it is not going to be the last time,” she responded, looking up at me, hope flashing in her eyes.I sighed and withdrew my hands from her face and placed both of my hands on my waist. I looked up at the ceiling, trying to clear the fog of
Amelia’s POVIt had been a week since I last saw Alessandro. A week since we had crossed the line and kissed in the park. For the first time in a long time, I felt something other than fear and hatred. And for the first time I wanted something, and I had thrown myself at him. I wanted him, and consequences be damned. I was ready to take the risk if it meant I would feel as content as I was feeling that afternoon, spending the day with him. I wanted to go down the rabbit hole and see where it would lead.However, I was not sure how Alessandro wanted it to be. Sure enough, he was attracted to me; I had felt it with my own hands, and he had agreed to my proposal. He had even taken my phone number, but that had been it. I never saw him af
Alessandro’s POVI was now a made man. I had taken the oath, pledged my loyalty, and dedicated my life to the Bandoni Family.“Sangue mio, fino alla fine,” the words were engraved on my chest. The first ink on my body and probably the last.“Welcome to the family,” my father had said as if I were not family already. He was my fucking blood for crying out loud. But then that never mattered; the famiglia mattered.As per tradition, the famiglia held a dinner to bring together the newly sworn in members of the famiglia. Usually it was a Bandoni famiglia thing, but my father had found a way to make it his thing and brought the dinner to our house. I would
Amelia’s POVI had been watching Alessandro the whole night, so I had noticed how he had been watching me too. When he stepped out, I had counted down two minutes before I excused myself and followed him outside. I found him on the balcony, pulling on a cigar. I had not seen him smoke before, and I definitely had not smelled the smell of a cigarette on him before.“I did not know you smoked,” I said as I walked closer to him. I stood next to him, my back on the railing, so that we could be facing each other. He took another pull on the cigar before responding.“I do, occasionally,” he answered, his gaze focused on the vineyard in front of him.“And what is the occasion today?”He sighed and turned to look at me.“What are you doing out here, Amelia?’“Getting some fresh air,” I answered, feigning innocence.“We both know that is not what you are here for.”When he said that, I got a little bold and pushed off the railing, turning so that we were now standing toe to toe. I moved my fin
Alessandro’s POVI watched Amelia leave, and I kept staring even when she was no longer in sight. I had since crossed the line, but now there was no turning back. The desire for her burned inside me like a hot inferno. My dick was painfully hard in my pants and hell, a part of me was regretting turning her down when she wanted to return the favour. I could not go back in with a ragging hard on. I leaned on the railing, looking at space, whiling the hard on away. Ten minutes later, my hard on was not going anyway. How could it have, when images of Amelia were playing in my head and her moans were sounding in my ears? I picked up the stab of cigarette that I had dropped and lit it up again. I was not a heavy smoker, so it did not take much for the nicotine to slow down my blood flow. After a while, my dick took a rest and I finally walked back in.When I was back in, I noticed my father was gone, and so was Emiliano and the others who were high up the ranks. Only the newly initiated sold
Alessandro’s POVI was good at what I did, but the people who had attacked and burnt down the warehouse were super thorough. They had hired a car, which had dropped them off. The windows were super tinted, and when the guys that had set off the explosives walked out, they had balaclavas; we could not see their faces. Most of our attempts with Leo were unfruitful. That was until Alberto walked in with one of the explosives that had partially gone off. It was not a usual explosive, and it was also timed. An unusual explosive meant it might have been tailor-made. And since it was timed, a computer was used to make it. That meant that we could trace the devices linked to the explosive.It was already mid-morning when Leo and I were able to find a lead. The explosive was made from a device registered by someone who had been communicating with people who had Russian names. We had noted down three Russian names and were now working on finding who they were. While we tried our best to find the
Amelia's POVWe stopped by his apartment, and he went up on his own and came back a few minutes later with a bag. We also switched cars, and he hit the road again. He was going even faster now, and I was starting to feel nauseated, but knowing the danger we were in, I could not complain. He drove for hours, and I ended up sleeping in my seat. “Amie?” I had his voice, and I blinked my eyes, waking up. “We need to get off here,” he said, and I slowly sat up straight. I glanced at the area, and we were at a train station.“Where are we?” I asked.“Nashville,” he answered, and I nodded. He had been driving fast, but I was still shocked he had gone that far.“Come on, our train will be leaving in a few minutes,” he said, and I nodded.We both stepped out. He carried the bag of his back and carried a sleeping Ben in his arms, and we got into the train.“There are CCTVs here,” I pointed out to him.“I know,” he answered, holding my head and leading the way“Then why are we here? Salvatore
Amelia's POV A click sound and a flush interrupted my moan, and my eyes flew open. And there, Enzo stood on the door to my bathroom, his phone flashing on us.I froze.“Fuck,” Alessandro cursed as he let go of me. My legs had been jelly, and his support had been the one holding me steady, so I fell over. I was no different from a dead man. Salvatore was going to kill us. He was going to kill my brother. I was going to be the reason why little Ben was going to end up dead. My body started to sweat all over, and I was shaking.My thoughts were interrupted by a thud sound coming from my room. Wondering what it was, I got up and rushed out. Enzo and Alessandro were fighting. There were throwing punches at each other and strangling each other. Alessandro was giving in his all, but Enzo was used to fighting. Fighting was practically his job, while Alessandro did everything in his power to avoid it. So Enzo had the upper hand. I stood there watching helplessly, mumbling what must have bee
Amelia's POVTwo weeks laterIt was Lily and Alessandro's engagement party. One that I had the torture to help planning. It was like Lily wanted to rub it in my face and drive it right into my head that she was the one marrying him. She was calling me every other time, disturbing my peace, asking me to make impossible changes to the initially planned stuff, asking me if I was anywhere near her fiancé since he was not answering his phone, checking up on me, and every annoying reason you could think of.I could not wait to see who was going to have the last laugh.I watched her, holding on to Alessandro like her life depended on it. They stood in the spotlight of the room, and people were congratulating them. Lily had a perpetual smile on her face, while Alessandro looked like he wanted to be somewhere else. His gaze caught mine amongst the crowd, and I winked at him, and I licked my red-colored lips and bit on it. His jaw twitched, and I knew I had him right where I wanted him. It was
Alessandro's POV Amelia had not outright turned down my idea. She had not jumped at the idea either. That did not surprise me. She was smart and knew the dangers of running away from the mafia. “Think about it,” I had told her, and she nodded. I had walked out of her room, and all day I had been hoping and praying she was going to decide to take the risk and run away with me. When my phone dinged, making that sound that let me know she had texted on our app, my heart almost jumped to my throat. I opened my phone and the text read,Let us do it.Fuck! She had agreed to this craziness. My heart did a flip-flop. She loved me enough to risk it all just to be with me. I wanted to hug her and keep her in my arms. I checked the time; it was 3 p.m. My father was not going to be back home in at least four hours. Alberto liked me well enough to let me knock off early. “Al,” I said, getting in his office.“Alessandro, what can I help you with?”“I need to check on a few things for my place,”
Amelia's POVLet's run.The words kept on repeating in my head over and over again. He loved me. He was ready to risk it all to be with me. I wanted to be with him, but running away was too much of a big risk. One that would end up with both of us dead. Not just both of us, but Ben too.“Mrs. Conti,” the girl on the reception called out, and I stood up. I did not know the girl, meaning she was new.“Dr. Miles will see you now,” she said, and I muttered a thank you and headed for the consultation room.“Amelia,” Dr. Miles said as I stepped in her space. Her voice was not if greeting but rather concern.“How did it happen? I gave you a shot a month ago,” she said, taking my hands into hers.“Ivy,” I said, calling her by her real name. “Don't worry yourself. I am not pregnant.” “You are not?” she said, her eye slitting at me.“I am not,” I confirmed. “I had some reason to.”She looked relieved, but then something crossed my mind.“So what are you going to do? He got expectations now.”“
Alessandro's POVShe broke up with. I never expected it to hurt so bad. But it did. My chest felt so tight, making it hard for me to breathe. Even my eyes stung with unshed tears as I stared at the white ceiling while sleeping in my bed.When we started, I had not exactly thought about how our relationship was going to work out or where it was heading. But one thing that was undeniable: I had fallen for her. And hard did I fall. She was all I wanted. She was the one I wanted to be with. I wanted her to be mine, and I wanted to be hers. There was only one way that could happen. That is if we were to get away and run away. But very few people had run away from the mafia. They always get caught, and there was one judgement for those who ran aw
Amelia's POV He kissed her. Not the other way around. He was the one who drew her closer to him and planted his lips on hers. Right in front of me. My heart shattered into pieces the moment his lips crushed hers. It was like a wine class hitting the floor.I had been wishing I had misinterpreted what I heard during dinner. I was in denial. There was no way my Alessandro was marrying someone else. But reality was unveiling right in front of me. He was kissing his fiance. Hot tears ran down my cheeks as I watched them until I could no longer take it anymore. It felt like someone had reached for me instead, and they were wriggling and twisting them. I turned and rushed back to my room. I threw myself on my bed and covered my whole body with the covers.How had I become so stupid? I was a total idiot to believe that he loved me. That he would stick it up with me. He probably was screwing with me as a fuck you to his father. He hated his father and probably wanted to screw him, and wha
Alessendaro’s POVI had not expected my father to act so fast. Dinner was almost over, and Amelia was long gone. I had seen the moment her heart had shattered and betrayal coursed through her. There is nothing I wanted more than to follow her upstairs, take her in my arms, and assure her it was her that I wanted, and I was going to find a way to make it work.Even with Amelia gone, Lily and her mother kept talking about engagement and wedding plans, making me groan inside. When my father and Aloisio switched to a light business talk, I have never been so excited about talking business. I jumped on the talk just to shut out the two ladies. Talking about the Russians seemed more appealing than talking about my enforced marriage.“Giovanni will be joining us soon. He had a few things he needed to check out before he joined us," my father said.My father had already told our Capo. I had little to no idea how I could get myself out of the deal my father and Aloisio had made. And if Giovanni
Amelia’s POV Salvatore’s friend, the one he had visited in Chicago, was visiting. Apparently he was bringing his wife and daughter, so as usual, I had to dress up and act the lovely wife. Not that I still hated dressing up. I kind of now loved dressing up. Not for Salvatore or his guests. But for Alessandro. I loved to draw his attention to me, serve as a distraction to everything in the room, and lure him in deeper than he already was. He loved to see me in white, looking like a perfect angel, as he claimed, and I have never worn white so much in my life.I wore yet another white dress as I greet and welcome Salvatore’s friend and his family. Aloisio looked around Salvatore’s age, while his wife, Liza, looked a few years younger than him. Their daughter Lily looked around my age, or maybe younger by a year or two.“Where is Sandro?” Lily asked, looking around.I did not like the tone and how she said Sandro. Like she knew him and he was her lover.Salvatore let out his annoying dry