I've been observing my husband for almost an hour now. He has been behaving strange and I know what he wants but still wanting to hear it from his mouth directly.He cleared his throat to gain my attention. "I heard from Dr. Vixenalle that you're allowed to have sex when you're pregnant," Nicolo said as he played with my hair that was in a rough bun. We are currently laying down next to each other watching LITTLE again and he keeps on complaining about my love for Jorden Sanders and also on how he doesn't want his child to become all mean and bossy."Sì," I nodded my head as I feel my hormones rising.He bits his lips as he stares deep into my hazel eyes. "We should totally do it then." he wiggles his eyebrows.I look down at my husband pant to see that he has already grown three times larger than he normally his. He is really a strong man, we haven't made love for almost seven months, tomorrow will make its the eighth month and I too want it, but I'm scared that his boner might poke
"Congratulations on eight months," Dr. Vixenalle smiled. "Just one more month and you'll meet your twins. They have an almost perfect shot at both survival, normal and healthy life," she continued."I'm very happy, but I'm also scared. What happens if I'm not a good Mama?" I held my hand together."Don't say such thing, at first it'd odd, you're going to be responsible for another human being that you gave life to. It's going to be hard at first but It completely worth it," she told me, as she glided the transducer and move it on my abdomen that was covered with gel."How does the baby look?" I asked softly looking at the monitor as the two babies folds.She smiles at me. "In three weeks, I want you to come by again to access your health of you and your babies by checking their fetal heartbeat, size and so on. I know that it sounds stressful but it will be done efficiently. I also want to discuss your birthing pain management during labor and delivery. Will Mr. Caruso be here in the n
Bianca walks up to Gisella who was just glaring around. "I heard from Rosetta Ling that you want an interview with her, we're old acquaintance, don't worry. I have already spoken to her, and she agrees to speak with you later." she smiles purely at the confused Gisella."Why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?" Gisella cocks her head to the side with a confused look on her face."I was wrong before, but that wasn't my intention, I misunderstood you." she gave Gisella the I am sorry look, " This is an apology to show my sincerity," she stretches out the glass of juice to her. "Rosetta Ling is waiting for you upstairs, If you don't believe me, I'll accompany you,"Gisella knows fully well that something is not right but yet still agrees to go with her. she collects the glass from her but Immediately Bianca looks away, she threw the juice inside the flower vase that was beside her and puts the glass on her lips pretending as if she drank it all.With a shimmering smile. "I won't trou
"What happened?" Russo Durante asked both of them.Bianca still holding her cheek from the slap earlier answers. "She hit me! I just gave her my engagement card, Does she have to be that angry?" She frowns as she explains. "I'm afraid that someone had a bad marriage and is jealous that I'm getting married soon to a wealthy man," she lies.Russo Durante grins. If she does not have a good marriage, then who does? he asks his mind. "Gisella, you tell me what happened." he insists."Chief publisher, I can't tell you clearly what happened, so why don't I just show you?" she furrows her eyes looking at Bianca. "A Dog like you deserved to be raped while walking down the street!" she smirks. "I think, Any woman would have hit her when they heard someone talk about them like that!""What do you mean, Am I wrong?" Bianca roars."Bianca Contenese!" Russo warns. "What happened at the Company anniversary dinner has a serious impact on the company. So I will let someone more suitable to come and ta
"It was... it was..." Gisella groans as the seventh contraction rushed in. Nicolo calms her down as he removes a strand of hair from her face. "It was your stepmother,""I know already," He spoke softly. This made Gisella furrows her eyes in confusion not minding about the current pain she's in right now. "How long have you knew?" She stares at him temporarily."Your Mama told me three months ago. I am not going to kill anyone back, but I will punish them one at a time," He leaned in closer to Gisella until they were just centimeters apart. "No one matters to me now except you and my oncoming kids," His breath hits Gisella's face. she sheepishly nodded and placed her lips on Nicolo's, feeling relieved about how calm her husband had become.After they pulled away. "It hurts knowing how someone could be so inhuman to their fellow being," He kissed her cheek. "I can't wait to see my babies," He leaned down and kissed her stomach.A few hours later...Gisella squeezed Nicolo 's hand as
-4 years later-Gisella has been upset with Nicolo since last night, she decided not to talk to him. They all sit down together at the dining table. "Mama, Why are you not talking to our Papa?" Maria's small voice interrupts the bad glare that Gisella was giving to Nicolo.Nicolo puts down his coffee and looks at Gisella with a smirk. "No, that's not true," He reaches out his hand to remove a strand of hair from Maria's face."Then why did you sleep in my room if you love our Mama," The grumpy shade of Nicolo speaks. Marco Is a bit strict with everything.Gisella's eyes and Nicolo's widened in shock hearing such words from the four years old Marco Caruso."That's true, Marco," Maria intervenes. "Why did Mama sleep in my room last night, instead of sleeping together with Papa," she added."I've warned you to stop calling me Marco. I am your elder brother, call me Brother Marco," Marco raises his voice at Maria."Common, " Maria flings her hand in the air, rolling her eyes. "We came i
Vince's POV"Just go away. stop bothering me, or I'll slap the white out of your damn ass ." Maria glared at me. she looked so annoyed.Maria is a girl older than me with a year and the kind that is filled with stamina. She was strong, ruthless and mean. Bothering her is fun if that's the only way to make her fall for my good looks and charms. She is calm and quiet, except you don't wanna bring out the chaos in her. She doesn't have many friends in class.I like Maria a lot. But seems that she hates me for no cause. The problem between her parents supposed to end at their generation, but not in ours. "Mari...Mari..." I called her countless times as I follow her.Maria stopped walking and faced me again, but this time, angrily. "Can you stop following me around? I didn't ask for a chauffeur and to inform you again for the tenth time today, my name is Maria and not Mari. Go play with Marco, I don't give a damn, but don't you fucking fuck with my path." she warns.I wince as I sniffed.
"Common you two, stop being a slug and move further!" Maria and Marco groans at Leonora and Tiziana.Nora and Tiz came to visit them at their residence earlier and dragged the twins and their mother to shopping. At first Gisella protested but in the end, she gave up totally in sync with both of her best friends and colleague. Tiz and Nora have been dragging Marco and Maria from shop to shop."I hate shopping aunt Nora," Maria groans. "I wish Papa is around," Maria grumbles.They all look at themselves and back to the nine-year-old. "Girls love shopping, Maria" Tiz added. "And thank goodness he's out for a business trip with Alessandro and your uncle Diego," "Can we rest? I'm dying from walking!" Marco groaned in a complaint but everyone except Maria went deaf on him."Brother Marco is right! can we rest for a few minutes or maybe hours?" Maria immediately allianced herself with her brother because they feel each other's pain right now.Nora and Tiz look at both of them and back to G
Ursula finished her story, and they all were in awe."Are you in love with him now?" Zia asked. Maria and Ursula looked at themselves and burst into laughter."Oh, common Zia, am I twelve?" She jested."Well, love at first sight does exist," Zia said, and Ursula caught on to that same dreamy voice she had used the other day at the cathedral."Zia, is there something you want to share?" Maria went along with the teasing. They both stared deeply at Zia with mischievous smiles playing on their faces."Stop it, you girls. We're talking about Ursula now," she blushed."Zia Benedetta, one day, we will force you to tell us about your secret lover," Ursula said and laughed."What about you, Maria? Have you ever been in love?" Zia asked."Love," she repeated like it was the strangest word she had ever heard. Just then, Maria's phone rang, successfully taking her out of a tricky spot."Who could be calling me at this time?" she complained. She hissed when she saw the ID pop on the screen."Who
She couldn't react fast enough as he scooped the juices that clung to her mouth and licked it, his eyes never leaving hers. She didn't know if it was his boldness doing something so sensual in public without care if her driver or his mother was watching or how he was looking at her like he wanted to ravish her, but Ursula was well and truly undone. She desired to know who this bodacious man was. "Stop playing with food and attend to the customers," his mother scolded, coming out from the kitchen. The spell was broken, and his perfectly mischievous smile came in place. She wanted to ask for his name so badly since he knew hers already, but she didn't want his mother to look at her a certain way. The food was ready and handed to them. In no time, customers filled the stall. He became preoccupied and didn't even spare a glance at her. Ursula felt disappointment consume her, and she shook her head violently as if it were some physical force she could ward off. "Do you think we could
Ursula felt suffocated, so she exited the house to get her head together. The only way Ursula knew how to do it was through shopping. Zia Benedetta was busy so she couldn't come with her. Maria locked herself in her room since the confrontation with the crazy Viola and refused to come out. Everything was getting too intense for her, and she just needed to press pause for a minute. She needs time to calm down her nerves, or else our next step might cause havoc.They drove past an ice cream shop, and she begged him to stop. It had been quite a while since she indulged herself in sweet treats. Ursula needs some sweetness to kill the bitterness of the sight of that wrench Viola Santoro.Another thing that caught her attention when she came down was the small building that sold the most interesting-looking food she had come across in her short stay in Milan. She made her mental note to taste that roadside food after her quick stop for some Ice cream."Common, let's go take some ice cream,
Maria's POV"Aghhhh!" I screamed and smashed my phone on the wall. Damn, Vincenzo! I thought to myself. It wasn't just his words that made my toes curl in disgust, but also how he said them. He wanted to hurt me. Have they not hurt me enough? At what point does that family stop and say it's okay? 'Why do they keep hurting me!' I raged and began to smash everything in sight. Ursula must have heard from her room because she panicked into mine."What is going on, Maria?" She looked at me in fear."I am going to kill Vincenzo! I will do it with my bare hands," I replied."What is it again?" she stood before me, stopping me from damaging my mirror. "Wait, does this have something to do with social media's trending topic? Did you perhaps have something to do with that?" She asked. I could hear the panic in her voice. I wondered if she was disappointed in me."Yes, I did," I announced proudly. Her face fell, and she shook her head as if it were a dream. "Marie, I would slap some sense
Vincenzo led Matteo to the room where he kept Marco. At the room entrance were two hefty men, obviously to keep watch of the man. They bowed slightly as Vincenzo and Matteo approached the door and allowed them to enter. Matteo looked around, taking in the environment where what might be their most prized possession was being hosted. It was a large room with a bathroom and barely any furnishing: just a large bed and a table stand. The captive was looking out the window when they came in. Not even the sound of footsteps approaching was enough to get his attention."Well, that's him," Vincenzo pointed to the tall, skinny man. Matteo wished he would turn around to get a better view of him. Unfortunately, the man looked adamant about remaining in that position. "He's not much of a talker or a looker, I guess," Matteo replied Dryly, Vincenzo shrugged, short of words. "Why did you take me?" A strange voice suddenly asked. It took the duo a while to notice it was coming from Marco. Weir
Matteo walked into Perini Navi as a force of habit rather than enthusiastically. He had taken a break from work because of Vincenzo and his many shenanigans. However, he is doing much better now. Vincenzo's selfishness no longer annoyed him, and the thoughts of the sharp-tongued princess trumped it. Ursula.He tested her name in his mouth, and it came out nicely. The image of a furious woman flashed before his eyes, making him chuckle slightly. The mere thought of seeing her again made him smile. He almost wanted to try to run into her on purpose, coincidentally. He walked into the reception and contemplated between visiting Vincenzo's office and the workshop. He was going for the former when a loud noise stopped him. It was coming from the direction of the workshop. He strained his ears to hear, realizing he was the only one present at the reception. He followed the sound of the noise, which led him to the path of their workshop. Stepping out, he met a chaotic scene. Uniform men
MARIA'S POVMy bodyguard led me into the house. Ursula and Zia watched their favorite telenovela in the living room when I arrived. I tried. I tried to look like everything was fine, but seeing them, my resolve shattered. They ran to me when they saw how much I was shivering. They didn't say anything but only hugged me."I lost him," I struggled to say, but they did not understand me. I don't remember how, but the next thing I knew, I was immersed in the bathtub.Zia Benedetta turned on the warm water, letting it cleanse me. I don't know if she knew this, but it wasn't only my dirty body. My soul was in rot. I was in so much turmoil.Whenever the thought of how I was so close to reuniting with my brother resurfaced, I shuddered at my weakness in being unable to protect him. The image of his face caught in chaos appeared in my head. He looked so scared and clueless.He didn't recognize me, which was worrying initially, but it didn't trump my desire to save him. The tears fell from my e
It was good while it lasted, but now Maria was over it. She wanted to go straight to what she came here to do. She took the last bite from her plate and waited for the table to be cleared before she cleared her throat and asked the question on her mind."Why am I here?" she directed to no one."You're here-""Now that you've asked, I'll say it plainly," Vincenzo interrupted his mother.He was bored of whatever game Maria was playing. He also could not stand the sight of Roy for one more minute. He believed it was in their best interest to get to the crux of the matter before he lost control."I want my prototype back," he said."What do you mean by that? What does your prototype have to do with me?" she asked, feigning confusion."I know you took it, Maria. Just drop your silly act and return it to me," he warned dangerously."That's some serious accusation you're throwing around, Vincenzo Santoro. I hope you have proof to back up this ridiculous claim if I sue," she said casually, si
Vincenzo and his family ordered a table at the restaurant. It was one of the best restaurants in Milan, and it belonged to them. His mother had carefully planned this venue so that they could have an advantage. She didn't want them to be cut off guard."We've not been to this restaurant in ages, and suddenly, Mum chooses this place for dinner?" Vincenzo whispered to his father."You know how your mother is. She probably has her reasons for making us come here. Just follow her lead, and everything should go on smoothly."His dad said reasonably.He was always on the quiet side. He thought things through and was never ready to pass judgment. Vincenzo was glad he took his wisdom from his dad. It was just a pity he never quite forgave himself for the role his foolishness played in losing the love of his life.He got his impatience and quick temper, however, from his mother. He wanted things to be done as soon as he asked. He had no room to occupy failures of any form. Maybe that was why i