I sat behind Jacopo's desk, on his chair, silently looking at the laptop. I'd been sitting there for about thirty minutes, or maybe even an entire hour, but I just couldn't make myself open it and insert the flash.It was too more courage than I thought it would. But all I had to do was think about Jacopo and the sacrificed he made to try and save me, and I found myself reaching out to open the laptop.Before I could change my mind, I opened it up and pushed the flash into the laptop.I clicked on the window that opened up and stared at the single video.I recalled how horrified I had been the first time I opened the flash and witnessed what was kept on it. And I never imagined I would find myself sitting in front of a laptop again with the video seconds away from playing. I took a deep breath it and opened it.The first thing I did was to make sure the voice was low, one, so that it wouldn't some how wake Jacopo up from his peaceful sleep, and two, so that it woukd decrease the odd
Jacopo Nicolo...I let out a soft groan, my body tense with pain. My eyes fluttered open, and damn it, I already needed to go back to sleep.The light was off, but I didn't have to have my vision to know that the spot where my Eza was sleeping was empty.I moved my hand over to her pillow and frowned when I felt how cold it was.I pushed myself up to a sitting position with a groan, feeling my wound stretch in the most uncomfortable way."Eza?" I called out, throwing my eyes around the room in hopes of finding her figure standing somewhere.I didn't get a reply, my call hanging in the air, making my heart a bit faster.I pushed myself to my feet before turning the light on.I glanced towards the bathroom in case she was in there. No luck.I walked out of my bedroom."Eza?" I called out again, reaching for her bedroom door and pushing it open. There was no sign of there in there as well."Eza?" My voice grew more and more desperate as I turned around and walked to my office.I was
Ezabella Viper...Ella and Cilvia came to the apartment building just thirty minutes after I gabe Ella the call.Cilvia said this was once in a life time opportunity, and she wanted to come get me before I changed my mind.To say they were surprised by my favor would ve an understatement. They kept looking at me as if I had grown a second head the entire time we were heading over to the hair salon of their choice."Is everything okay?" Cilvia had asked as the three of us squeezed into the back seat of the car driven by Cane."Everything is fine." I'd replied. "I just want a little change for once."I meant it, and the ladies understood without even asking me why I suddenly wanted the change.It was close to eight in the morning when we arrived at the hair salon Cilvia recommended.With the help of the crutches and Cilvia and Ella patiently walking with my pace, we mad our way in."Ella?" Cane called out."I have some things I need to do around here, so call me when you're done.
"So, are you new to the city?" Vivan, my hair dresser, asked as she was washing my hair with great care."Kind of. I've only been here for a few months now." I replied. "You?" I asked."I've only been here for a few days." She replied."Oh, so you're new new." I commented, making her chuckle."What triggered your move here?" She asked."Marriage." I replied, a small smile teasing my lips at the thought of Jacopo and the beautiful moment we had shared the previous night."A good marriage, I hope?" The woman said, making my smile grow wider."It truly is." I replied.I felt Vivian's hands slow on my head, and I opened my eyes to look up at her.Now that I was seeing her upside down and had more video of her face, I could see a faint scar stretching from her neck up to the point of her chin, and smaller scars all around her neck.A frown covered my face.Those were too many scars for anyone."Is everything okay?" I asked.She snapped out of whatever she was in and nodded her head, smilin
I smiled at the feeling on the ends of my end, brushing against my neck. I tha ked Vivian for taking care of me, and Ella thanked her hairdresser for taking care of her."I'll come in for my appointments in a few days." Cilvia commented, her eyes looking from her usual hair dresser to Vivan."Of course. I will be expectim5mmmm you." The lady commented.With that, the three of us, along with the five men and women, walked out of the hair salon.Cilvia had called Cane the second we were done, and he was already waiting in the car, in front of the hair salon.The three of us hopped into the back seat of the car. I would be lying if I said I wasn't obsessing over my new look. I couldn't wait to get back home and show Jacopo the change, and maybe kiss him on the lips right after.We barely drove for five minutes when Ella suddenly told Cane to stop the car."What? Why?" He asked, still driving."Pull over, Cane." She snapped, forcing him to stop the car on the side of the road.Care glanc
It felt like it took the prison guard ages to get Elizabeth Williamson into the visiting room.I almost tried to reach out for Ella's hand and hold on to her so we could share strength with each other.When the door finally opened, my heart dropped to my stomach.Elizabeth Williamson was not at all what I had imagined her to be. I expected a woman around the same height as Ella, and a lot similar to her as well, considering how Inwas told that Elizabeth and Ella were actually twins.But I was very much mistaken.Elizabeth looked nothing like Ella. She didn't share the silver hair or facial features with her sister. But they did have the same striking blue eyes.Elizabeth's a tall woman, taller than both Ella and I. She has her thick raven hair braided to one side of her shoulder. She walked with purpose, slow and glorious, as if she knew we were both nervous and she was taking her sweet time to further our torture.Her eyes jumped from Ella to me as she walked over to the chair, taki
Jacopo Nicolo...I was once again pacing around the apartment, my bare feet slapping against the ceramic floor with anger, my shoulders tense, and the burn wound hurting even more.My head was a mess.Every part of me wanted to go out and hunt those three women down so I could bring my wife back home to safety. After what Victor Viper told me, I was more on edge than I had ever been in my entire life The conversation I had with him kept echoing in my head.Victor had a lot to say, and there was plenty more going on in his city that he wasn't sharing with Dante and Elijah when he should.The first thing he starter was by saying that I was right when I told everyone about some of the Vipers helping Elizabeth out and trapping Alex Fimbar into doing their dirty work. He had only recently found out that there were some people left in his city who still wanted Eliot's ways of earning money back.That bastered had made an impact on the Vipers, and clearly Victor didn't do as much clean
Ezabella Viper....I realized that I was addicted to Jacopo Nicolo, the man I was forced to marry but the one I have grown to care and love.As his lips moved against mine, all I could think about was the best years that are to come and the best moments we had shared to get us this far.I was falling for this man really hard and really fast to the point that I could no longer stop myself.I breathed out a sigh of content as he pulled away and pressed his forehead against mine.I couldn't even open my eyes were, my entire body weak from the kiss. I never knew one could have the power to do that to another person and make them completely powerless and powerful all at the same time. That was how Jacopo was making me feel.He looked back a bit and looked at me again, his eyes combing through my hair."You really like it?" I asked with a small smile stretching my lips."I do. I actually love it." He replied. "But Eza, next time you want to go somewhere, wake me up and let me know you're
Jacopo Nicolo...The conversation was getting out of hand.All we had to do was have a short talk about the recent findings. Dante had started to tell us about how the Only Girl's Motorcycle club was getting closer and closer to finding Attiwood. It amazed me how he still refuses to give Miles the assignment. I have no doubt in my mind that Miles would find that old witch within matters of hours, if not minutes. But no. Dante wants the club to figure it out, and there was no changing his mind.Cane had to join us to give Dante and Elijah updates about the recent distributions of the new weapons that were shipped in.The conversation was going fine, and we had spent maybe an hour and a half figuring out new routs since apparently the woman of the club want to tax the web for anything that crossed their front gets to make it into the city. But that was until Connor walked in, looking for his brother.It was such a normal conversation until Dante decided to bring up the deal that I
Elijah and Jacopo left us, going to the home office to work, while I stepped closer to Cilvia and started helping her with the little bows she wanted to make on the tiny candy baskets that would later be handed out as treats."These are adorable." I commented, smiling from ear to ear as I tied to small bows."Right? They are my idea, you know." Cilvia replied, proud of her creation."How are the twins?" I asked, glancing around in case I catch sight of them."They're taking a nap. They barely slept last night." Ella replied, looking around and taking inventory of everything they had prepared."Not anymore." Dalinda, the sweet old lady who is always dressed in pink, commented as she walked out of the house next to her husband, each of them holding one of the girls."Oh, my babies. Are you up from your nap?" Ella cooed as she reached out to gently pinch their cheeks, speaking with her lips pouted and her voice even softer.The girls giggled, and damn it, I got a baby fever. They are the
Ezabella Viper...I wake up every day with my husbamds arms comfortably wrapped around me. Each morning after the alarm blared and Jacopo shuts it off, I would feel his lips covering my bare shoulder with feathered kisses.The last four weeks have been absolutely perfect. I wake up each day with Jacopo sleeping behind me and go to sleep with Jacopo's arms around me.The two of us had been intimate with each other for the first time four weeks ago on the sixth month of our wedding day, and it sure as heck was not the last.It's true when they say the right person will make you feel at home, and even your body will allow their closeness.I couldn't even imagine touching another human being, let alone being intimate to that level, but that night with Jacopo just felt right. It felt like a blessing to be in his arms and to be so comfortable with him the way he was comfortable with me.I laid my all to Jacopo, and I felt he did the same with me.I couldn't ask more for our marriage, a
Work has been silent lately. It was too good to be true.The casino was running perfectly smooth the past week, and so was the work Attiwood left behind at my family's company.Things in the web have been quite as well. The dinner parties were safe, the gatherings were fine, and the meetings were smooth. New members joined in, and old members died. Attiwood was still not found.No more words came from the Viper city after Victor Viper killed all of the people the biker named, which led to the bikers' death. My life at home was better than perfect. Eza and I could not be happier and closer. I look forward to the day to end just so I can go home and see her.We weren't just physically close to each other. The emotional connection was growing as well. I feel attacked to her in a way I have never felt towards anyone else.And then there is my mother. Eza and I tried our best to convince her to move in with us. She refused. So we had to settle for the next best thing, which was to convinc
Jacopo Nicolo...I awkwardly stated at my mother as she slid under the covers of my old bed, the one in the master bedroom.She propped her pillow up and settled down before she looked up at me.I could see her heart breaking as she looked up at me, her eyes shining hurt.Seeing her today, or ever for that matter, was not what I had expected for the day to go. Even while seeing her sit back on the bed, I would think she'd disappear if I blinked too much.All the hate I had in my heart for her caused by the way she abandoned me ended up a shield I used to protect myself from how I truly felt.I missed her.I missed her to the point that I thought it was my mind playing tricks on me when I saw her in the kitchen. I was afraid she would disappear if I didn't grab her in the next few seconds. The thought terrified me to the point that I had to run to her.Even after hugging her, even after feeling her motherly arms wrap around me, even after I felt her hands touching my scarred face,
Jacopo and Vanessa sat on the couch. He was looking at her like he had seen a mystical creature, completely awe and happy.The two had cried in each other's arms for a few more minutes in the kitchen. Jacopo could hardly believe his mother was really with us. Once he pulled away from her, he took her hand and led her to the couch. He'd sat her down before he too sat on the edge and just stared at her.Vanessa couldn't stop crying, looking at her sons scars. "Where have you been?" Jacopo has whispered, looking at her with bloodshot eyes.I wanted to give them space and let them freely talk with each other. So I silently moved to the kitchen and stood behind the counter, still happily keeping my eyes on them.I watched them interact with each other.To say Jacopo was happy to finally reunite with his mother would be an understatement. He spoke to her softly, his eyes once in a while watering. I watched his blink his tears away several times as he listened to her speak.They hugged e
Vanessa and I sat on the couch in the living room, the apartment slightly awkward and silent. I'd kept my promise and waited for Vanessa to finish working on her last clients hair, and Cilvia waited with me. Once she was done, she grabbed her things, and off we went to the apartment building.Cilvia was absolutely sweet, driving us back even though she didn't have to. On the drive back home, Vanessa ended up telling us a bit about how her life turned out once she ran away.Before she ran away, her husband was already cheating. She said she was delusional enough to look past the beating at some point, but finding out that her husband was trying to get with another woman made her realize that he would truly kill her. And then, he did try to kill her. The scar running up her neck and stopping at the point of her chin was proof of that.She then explained how she ran away.Vanessa's story was well known in the city by those who were in the underground business. Even though the Nicolos wer
"You don't have to stay here, you know." I commented as I glanced at Cilvia."And end up getting myself on Nicolo's death note? No thanks." Cilvia replied. "Besides, I'm invested in this story. I want to see if she'll listen to you." She added.I let out a sigh, looking at Vanessa work on her clients hair with the utmost care.She glanced at us for the third time since we walked in and sat by the waiting area.The lady who always worked on Cilvia's hair was surprised to see us back again, and when she asked if we were going to get our hairs done, Cilvia said yes, but we were waiting for Vivian's chair.The lady didn't mind, claiming that her hands were full today and told us to wait until Vivian's finishes with her client.It was obvious that Vanessa did not want to talk to us again, and while I realized that we were being a bit pushy, I was not going to back down when there was an opportunity to make Jacopos happy and have him reunti with his mother after a long time.We waited for V
Cilvia and I awkwardly sat next to each other in the little cozy cafe located across the street from the hair salon. Vivian sat across from us, looking down into her tea cup as if it was the most fascinating thing she had ever seen in her entire life.I wasn't sure how to address her yet. Was I supposed to call her Vivian or Venassa? I mean, which one would me be more respectful and make her comfortable with me?She is my mother-in-law, after all, and Jacopo had spoken so fond of her that U know having a good relationship with her was possible."You know the first time I saw you, I knew you were familiar. It bothered me the entire day. I hate it when my mind is reminding me of my age because clearly I'm becoming more forgetful if I can't remember you." Cilvia commented, breaking the awkward silence.Vanessa looked up at Cilvia and then me, slowly nodding her head and looking back down again.I glanced at Cilvia, wondering how well she knew Jacopo's mother even though the Nicolo's we