"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
Early in the morning, after Viola has dropped Vince in school, she secretly takes all the information concerning Maria and Marco from the principal and meets up with Maltida's cousin, a reporter by day and a killer by night. All thanks to Maltida who knows his cousin's job because he was also the one Ludovia Caruso hired to secretly set the Caruso's Mansion on fire years ago and She also has other accomplices.Since the coincidence meeting with Gisella and the rest, her husband and Vince have been talking about them non-stop. It is because of them that Pietro beat up his son for the first time and Pietro even yelled at her for the first time since they got married. Now, she wants to clear up her path of the Caruso because it seems that they are everywhere. She doesn't like how Vince is being close to Maria and Marco, and Maria is just too brave and intelligently sharp. Edmundo Lucado was his name. He dressed in a black patterned long sleeve and a pair of ripped jeans, his hair was
•This is a standalone book (Book 2 of Falling For the Blind Billionaire)The Billionaire Ex-Lover's RevengeByEdna Bruce (a.k.a Yourpsychodreams)Vincenzo Santoro: a poker face man who never listens or understands. He thinks and believes men fail because they listen to women. he believes women are always wrong with reasons like intimidation, fear, aggravation, and with a low point of view and ideas. He never hesitates for a minute before he leaves you startled by your word.Things are about to get hot. Will he listen to someone strong, someone new to his games, someone wild, someone that is his enemy, and that someone with the name -Maria C. Delvey?Maria.C. Delvey: is a dictatorship businesswoman who runs countries, not homes. She believes in the saying -Dictatorship is not a relationship- She returns to Milan, Italy after twenty years with a strong purpose, to take back what belongs to her from her parent's enemies.She came back as a different woman. A dictator of chaos. hiding
Prologue: The Longing TWENTY YEARS LATERThe slim curved, long brown-headed Maria Delvey breathed in the fresh breeze of Frankfurt, Germany, and the world was new again. A frown grew on her face, and her heart tightened as the shadow of the sun slowly emerged from the other side of the hemisphere. Frankfurt is the largest city in Hesse, and it doesn't feel like home for Maria. She sat on the balcony, looking at the dying sun.She was 14 h 10 min (1,340.2 km) via E45 away from home. She needed to be away from her predators. Maria has no intention of leaving the war behind. It has been twenty good years since she lost everything to her parent's enemy. Maria misses Marco, her Mama, and Papa. How she ended up in Germany was a tragic displacement of human imagination.Here, Maria could live a life for however long she needed it. One of the things her Mama taught her was that Dictatorship can never compete in a relationship, that kindness is a social circle to live by itself, no matter the
Chapter 1: The Return of The Heiress"Welcome to the Milan Malpensa International Airport. Local time is 6:06:57 am, and the temperature is 82°F/28°C. Please remain seated with your seat belt fastened."I sighed as the announcement for the preparation to descend from my private jet went on. I didn't know if I was relieved or tense. I looked to my side and watched the princess sleep. She was either out of her mind or a damn good friend for volunteering to stay by my side through an unforeseen future. I tapped her gently, and she opened her eyes, yawning loudly. "Are you doing well, Ursula dear?" I asked."Certainly," she replies with a bright smile."Okay then, welcome to Milan." I smiled at her.We descended from the jet, and I paused to drink in my environment because the private hanger in the airport had been provided for us at my request. I didn't want to risk anyone knowing I was in the country just yet. I brushed my hair aside and put on my ray-band shades to block the sun. Str
Chapter 2: The UnveilMaria's POVI woke up for the first time in forever to the smell of waffles. It was my favorite meal as a kid, and my heart warmed when Zia Benedetta remembered. I quickly rolled Ursula off me and ran to the bathroom to take a quick shower before hurrying downstairs. I had a room prepared for her, but the princess had insisted on sleeping close to me. She was such a pest but of the excellent type, and I adored her. Breakfast was a joy. I don't know which was more amusing. Ursula is talking non-stop between bites, and Zia Benedetta is encouraging her. Years ago, I would have gotten a light slap, and my manners questioned. We finished breakfast, and I thanked Zia Benedetta for putting me in her thoughts. It was supposed to be a beautiful morning, so I wasn't going to let the memory of my late mother patting me for finishing my food make me tear up. "Okay, honey! " Zia Benedetta said, sensing a shift in my mood. I nodded, thanking her once again for breakfast. I
Chapter 3: The search for HER'The intended design for the latest ship in the Perini Navi shipyard is a trident which will stand at approximately 355 ft. This design is not just unique but has never been seen before. It is designed to have the flexibility to stand vertically instead of the routine ship's horizontal position. The transition of this ship from its horizontal to the vertical position should take about 30 minutes with the assurance of it being a sight to behold. This ship would pave the way for a new shipbuilding order.'Maria read the details of the prototype and was amazed. She knew Vincenzo was intelligent, but she didn't expect it to be that good. It made things much more enjoyable. She had asked her spy Simeon to create a company for her where she would use in her scheme, and he had sent her the details of his creation.She stared at her MacBook, smiling triumphantly. She needed to approve this prototype submitted by the fake company and watch the chaos begin. She rev
Chapter 4: The ResentmentVINCENZO's POV"Oh, I'm going to kill her, Matteo! I'll strangle her with my bare hands if I set my eyes on her," I said. I felt so much anger it was a miracle I was yet to burst into flames. I couldn't fathom the audacity of Maria C. Delvey or whatever her name was."Calm down, man. You're not even sure if she did this?" Matteo said, trying to be the voice of reason, but I was far too angry to care about peace talks."Oh, I know it's her. It is her. She's the only person cruel enough to do something like this. She has had it out for me forever, and I'm sick and tired of playing this hiding game," I replied, downing my glass of whiskey in one gulp. "You know what, man? She's had it out for me since we were kids. I don't know what I've done to her, but I won't sit this one out?" "Of course, you won't, my friend. But we need to confirm if she's actually behind this before you step in the wrong direction.""No, Matteo! Just fucking no! She is behind this. I ca
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