Jacopo Nicolo...I stood in the darkness of the bedroom, staring out into the darker hall. Despite how dark it was because I had turned the bedroom light off, I could still see her slowly limping towards the hall.My gaze was focused on her right leg, recalling one of the things Victor Viper mentioned what Eliot Williamson did to his daughter in that torture video.Victor had claimed to have seen a video of Eliot smashing Ezabella's leg with a metal bat, making her knee his main target. Victor Viper had tortured Eliot in the same way the other man had tortured his daughter, and a metal bat to both knees was something that he had to endure as payment for how he destroyed Ezabella's leg.I couldn't believe I was stupid enough to believe that she was faking it, making herself look more vulnerable by limping around. I thought it was to make herself look less vulnerable.Oh, how wrong I was to think that.I lifted my eyes to her face, seeing the slight excitement in her as she reache
I drove to the address Dante had sent me the previous day. I needed to find out what that address contained before I gave Dante a call.I bet he was furious with me for rejecting his call and then refusing to answer when he kept calling me.I needed to have something good to tell him when I finally do call him back just so he would be distracted enough not to shoot me dead, or worse, kick me off of the web.The address was a five-minute drive outside the city, and I wondered what connection this might have with Alex or the web.I arrived at the address and stopped my car in front of a large fence, the gates closed off from the rest of the world.I cut the engine and hopped out of my car. After closing the door, I walked closer to the gate that was strangled by the overgrown vine plants.I looked past the gate and the first thing that caught my attention was the many motorcycles parked in front of a large house.There was a single soul outside, but it was obvious that this might have b
Ezabella Viper...I tried to keep myself busy by moving my things from Jacopo's bedroom to the guest bedroom I was going to stay in.It would be an understatement to say that I was more than happy to have a room of my own, a space I can retreat to whenever I feel low and need to be by myself.There is a huge possibility that Jacopo might have a spare key to the guest bedroom, but that was a detail I was willing to ignore. On the previous nights, after Jacopo and I had our dinner, I was more than happy to go to sleep on the couch. But Jacopo had to surprise me even more by giving me the key to the guest bedroom.I was more than excited to go see the room, the aspect of a hot shower just a few feet away from me making me want to squeal.I'd opened the door that night and locked myself in before I looked for the light switch.The guest bedroom was slightly smaller than Jacopo's room, but it was too big for only me. I'd looked around first, dragging my heavy belly around with me as I
I was in the middle of trying to decide which resturant I was going to from when a noise at the elevator caught my attention.I startled, turning around to look at what was causing the sudden noise.There was a small light flicking in the panel and walked closer to see that the screen had lit up as well, showing a woman standing in the elevator, pressing the last button that would take her to the top floor, which was the exact apartment I was standing in.I leaned closer to the panel trying to get a better look at the woman. She didn't stop pressing the button, once in a while, before she would go back to aggressively pressing the button.I stood up straight, knowing well enough that I was not about to let a stranger into the house, but also wondering why she might be and why she was there in the first place.I reached into my pocket and took out my phone.The first person that came to mind was Ella Smith.I dialed her number and pressed the phone against my right ears, returning my
"Jacopo?" I called out."Was someone at the apartment?" he asked again.I stood on my tiptoes once again to look outside through the peephole."Yes. There was a woman..." I started, but he cut me off."Did she get into the apartment?" he asked."No," I replied. "I took her picture and sent it to Ella. She told me the woman is Attiwood Nicolo, your mother."Jacopo sighed."Yes. That's Attiwood. Did she know you were in the apartment?" he asked."No. I don't think so." I replied even though I was not certain about it. Something told me that Attiwood somehow knew I was on the other side of the door, staring at her through the peephole."If she returns, don't let her in, alright." He ordered. "I'll be home soon," He added."Okay."Jacopo hung up the call, and I looked down at the screen of my phone, slightly confused.He did confirm that it was his mother, Attiwood Nicolo, but the way his voice sounded when he told me not to let her in made it painfully obvious that he wasn't so fond of
Jacopo Nicolo...I stared at Ezabella Viper as she took another bite, a look of satisfaction on her face as she chewed with a mouth full.It amazed me how, in a month, she was able to sit in front of me and eat as comfortably as she did. I didn't mind her being found comfort. I actually happen to like it. It was nice not to be seen as a wife beater, flinching whenever I raised my hand to do something.My plan was going well. I wanted to gain her trust in order to get to the next step and get rid of her.I would have to admit, though, I didn't hate her company. I liked having dinner with her the previous night and sharing lunch with her at that moment.She was unexpectedly refreshing even though the majority of our time was spent on not exchanging words with each other.I just... like her presence already. And that was starting to worry me.I didn't want to get attached to her in any shape or form at all. If she were to leave my apartment and I was to regain my status as single
Ezabella Viper..."Ezabella?" Jacopo's voice came from the dark hall, and I opened my eyes to look in his direction.Jacopo stepped out of the dark, his tall figure slowly being revealed as he walked into the living room."Yeah?""Do you have any plans now?" he asked, making me frown."Is that supposed to be a joke?" I asked. "Because I am certain you know how free my schedule is."He nodded his head, looking at me as if he was considering what he was going to say next."There..." He stopped, crossing his arms over his chest."Is something wrong?" I asked, eyeing him with worry and suspicion.Jacopo might be reasonable for a short while for whatever reason he has on his mind, but that doesn't mean he wouldn't go back to who he really is. A person can't change that quickly, and me thinking that he has changed for the better is stupidity."There is a dinner party at the Smith Mansion, and we've been invited," he commented."And?" I asked.Last month, I know I missed a lot of gather
Jacopo Nicolo...I watched as she slowly and hesitantly walked away from the car, directing herself to the front entrance of the large mall.She'd stopped once or twice to look back at my car, probably considering turning back and returning to it.I shouldn't have sounded too harsh. I wanted her to go in there and have some fun, but she wasn't leaving. What else was I supposed to do?I let out a sigh, reaching a hand back to squeeze the tension out.My eyes stayed on her as she stood in front of the entrance for a few seconds without entering, making me wonder if she was reconsidering turning back again.She finally entered the mall, and I let out another sigh.Why was I being so difficult?Why was IT so difficult?If I needed to earn her trust, then I needed to be there for her whenever she needed me, not say harsh words to her and send her off on her own, knowing well enough how afraid of new people she was.Damn it.I took my key and opened the door to hop out of the car. I loc
Jacopo Nicolo...Elijah, Dante, Victor, and I sat in a circle, our focus on Victor as he restarted his explanation on how he was looking into Elizabeth while he stayed here to keep Eza safeEza and Ella were in our bedroom with the twins as Elijah had refused to talk about killing a bunch of people in front of his two daughters, and while both Eza and Ella wanted to stay and listen to our plans, they didn't protest against Elijah's request."As I was saying before, I was rudely interrupted by your unwanted appearance..." Victore said as he pointed at Dante and Elijah at the same time with two of his left fingers. "I've found out that Elizabeth is staying two towns over with a small mafia wannabe, boys. All we have to do is march ourselves there and wipe them off the face of the earth.""We need to be careful." Elijah commented."Of course, we need to be careful. That doesn't mean we should waste any more time than we already had." Victor countered. "It's been two whole months sin
A short silence fell in the home office as Dante and Jacopo stared each other down.Jacopo crossed his arms over his chest, refusing to make a single comment and forcing Dante to continue."Like Elijah said, I am sorry for what happened that night, but I, too, had someone I needed to save. And as much as it pains me to sat this, your mother was not my priority that night."My goodness... I get what Dante was saying, but damn it, he didn't have to say it like that."And what? I'm supposed to just believe you and be happy with your decision? I'm supposed to clap my hands for you and just move on?" Jacopo asked, hurt still evident in his voice."That is not what I am saying. What I'm saying is that the night was not easy for any one of us. We were all isolated and were forced to choose to save those we loved the most. Elijah had to choose his family and you had to choose your wife..." "Then what about you?" My father jumped in. "Who were you forced to choose?" He asked.All eyes turned
Ezabella Viper...I sat tense in Jacopo's home office, my back to the window, and my face turned towards the unexpected guests sitting in front of my husband.Dante, Elijah, Ella, and their twins. One look at Jacopo and I could tell that he was trying his best to control his anger, to stay come and hear them out before he can kick them out without Dante threatening to burn us all down along with the apartment building."This is very awkward." My father leaned in to whisper to me, shaking his head in disappointment for getting caught up in between the affairs of the people of the web."It sure is." I replied, keeping my voice hushed enough only for my father to hear."Are you sure you want to say with this man, Bella? Because if I were you, I would not handle this well." He added."Well, it's a very good thing that you are not me, then." I replied, glancing at him and seeing the face he was making at me."Are we going to sit here and stare at each other all day... or are you going
I was in the middle of preparing breakfast for Eza when the panel lit up with a notification. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to look at what had set it off.Victor was standing in the elevator, aggressively punching the button that would take him to my floor.Goodness.I pushed the pass code in through my phone and watched as he shoved his hands in his pocket and looked up at the camera.I returned my attention back to the breakfast I was preparing for Eza, which did not need the stove to be turned on. Thank goodness.I ignored the noise of the elevator door opening as I started plating the fruits and cookies."Is that why you eat? Or is that what you feed my daughter?" He asked as he stopped in front of the kitchen counter."Mind your own business." I mumbled."My daughter is my business." He replied."Dad?"My eyes are drawn to the hall at the sound of my wife's soft voice."What are you doing here this early?" She asked. "Did we make plans for today?""Good morning to you too,
I stood in front of the mirror, pulling a black t-shirt over my head, wincing as I felt the slowly healing gunshot wound on my shoulder.Eza was still asleep in bed when I got up to get ready. The previous night, after Eza and I had spent the day together forgetting the horror we were living, we'd returned home and spent a few more hours in each other's arms, talking about this and that until she fell asleep.After tucking her in bed, I'd returned to the living room to retrieve my phone, charge it, and make a phone call even though I knew it was past midnight.I knew I wouldn't be able to fall asleep if I didn't call Victor right that second and make plans. I just couldn't wait a few more hours until the sun went up.I was sitting at my desk in my home office, one I have not been in since the day I lost my mother, and almost lost my wife for the rest of my life.I expected to call Victor a few times before he picked up, but to my surprise, the phone didn't even ring three times befor
Jacopo Nicolo...If there is one thing going right in my life, it's having Eza next to me.These past eight weeks had been brutal, and no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't get out of my shell as fast as I could to start fixing our marriage. I was the one who messed up, yet Eza was still by my side, cooking my every meals and trying to get me out of my shell every single day.I didn't deserve her kindness. I still don't. But I recognize how blessed I am to have her.She was probably the only reason why I was back on my feet, walking around and not letting myself west away. As of now, she is also the biggest reason why I decided to go through with the visit to see my mother.I was not even close to being ready to fall at her grave, to say the things I wanted to say to her. But I also knew that the longer I took to get to the cemetery, the harder it was going to be for me to start healing, and that will only make it even harder to fix my marriage with Eza.I glanced at her
"Okay." Jacopo said once more, and I felt enough relief to reach for his hand again and lock our fingers.I turned to face the cemetery and started leading him forward to the place I knew where his mother's resting place was.Jacopo followed silently, his fingers tightening around my hands as he kept his eyes on the ground, refusing to look up.I stopped in front of a new grave."Vanessa Nicolo, a mother and a best friend." Was written on the head stone."Here it is, Jacopo." I commented, glancing to see that he was staring at the words. His hand fell away from mine, and I watched as he crumbled. His knees buckled, forcing him to fall to the ground right in front of his mothers grave."Mom..." He whispered, hus voice barely audible.I took a few steps back to give him some space and to let him be with her on his own, but I didn't move too far away just in case he needed me."I'm sorry." I heard him whisper."I'm sorry I didn't get to you fast enough. I'm sorry I let them do that to y
Jacopo and I took our time to enjoy our breakfast, sitting next to each other at the dining table for the first time in a while. After that, we went straight for our bedroom. I took a quick shower in the bathroom with the hot water, and Jacopo took his in the other bedroom with the bathroom with cold water.I slipped a black dress on, one that made my baby bumb more visible than usual, and when I men Jacopo in the living room, I saw that he was dresses in a full black suit, his hair messy, and his expression looking like ge was already regretting his decision to go visit Vanessa."You told me to drag you by the collar if you end up changing your mind, Jacopo. I plan on doing that." I playfully commented, limping closer to him and offering him my hand.He slid his hand into mind, his fingers firmly wrapped around my own, holding on to me as if I was his one and only life line."Are you ready to go?" I asked.Jacopo shook his head."Not even close." He replied as he took a step closer
Jacopo was in a bad mood for the rest of the night after Dante called, and he spoke to him over the phone. I got him to eat the food I heard up for the two of us, but he barely said a single word. I realized that he wasn't just upset with Dante. He had pure hate for that man. And again, I did not think that it would be appropriate to bring it up at that moment and make him speak about it when he clearly did that want to.I saw him crawl out of his shell not long ago just for him to crawl right back in after the phone call. I realized that while he needed to take all the time he wanted to heal, he also needed to make baby steps out of his shell and the apartment.That night, he went straight to bed after he had his dinner, and I kept my eyes on the electric stove until it cooled off before I joined him.I would usually settle for his old bedroom, but seeing as he had walked out of his room earlier to come look for me, I thought maybe he would appreciate it if I did the same for him.I