A V E L I N A"Lorenzo, I'm sorry. I thought he was telling the truth–""Are you really that naive or are you pretending to be? How many times have I told you to never trust him? How many times have I warned you that he would turn on you the moment he'd get the chance?""But-""Shut up." He said, and left the dining room."Lorenzo, please, where are you going?" I shouted."Leave me the fuck alone. You've done enough!" He yelled. I followed him and saw him going towards his office. I stopped him by placing my hand on his chest. He roughly removed my hand and pushed me aside. I didn't move."Move." He commanded."Not until you talk to me.""You want me to talk? Fine. You want to know why I'm upset? Do you want to know why I'm pissed off, huh?""Lorenzo, I already apologized. What more do you want?""Do you remember the promise you made? The one where you promised to be a good wife? The one where you promised to make my life easier? Where is it? Why am I still getting problems?""Lorenz
A V E L I N A I felt his tongue enter my mouth, and I couldn't stop the moan that left my lips. He bit down on my bottom lip, and the sweet pain sent a tingling sensation straight to my core. I was wet in an instant. "Lorenzo..." My voice was weak, and the desire was clear. "This," he started, and moved his hand under my panties, stroking the folds of my wet pussy. "This is mine." He said, and I nodded in agreement. "All mine." I moaned. "Yours, all yours." He smiled against my lips, and continued. "I will not let anyone touch you." "Lorenzo," I pleaded, but I had no idea what for. He moved his fingers faster and harder. The sounds of his fingers moving against my wetness was loud, and the pleasure was unbearable. "Who do you belong to, Avelina?" "You. You. Only you." "Good girl. Now, stay." He turned to leave, and I watched him go. He didn't turn back, not once. "Stay," I whispered, my voice trembling. "Please stay." I collapsed on the ground, the tears leaving my eyes
L O R E N Z OI was going through some files in my office when I heard the sound of my door being barged open as Nicholas walked inside.His expression was worried and I knew whatever knew he brought wasn't going to be good.I dropped my pen on the table and finally gave him my full attention. "What's got you all worked up? And where's Santino?" Nicholas and Santino we're twins, they never went out without each other which made me convinced that something was definitely wrong."Mom called." He started."Mom?"Nicholas nodded his head. "Yes. Mom. Our mother.""And what did she have to say?" I asked, my expression neutral."She's flying to New York tomorrow."It took a moment for his words to sink in, and when they finally did, I felt my body tense. "What for?""You, Lorenzo.""Me?""She said she's here for her sons. She said she misses us and wants to officially meet your wife. Said something about being annoyed that you got married without her knowledge. She said it's been so long sin
L O R E N Z OAfter Nicholas left, I went back to doing some paperwork.It wasn't until hours later that Avelina's sweet voice interrupted my thoughts. "Are you busy?" I looked up and my eyes found hers.She was leaning against the doorway, looking absolutely breathtaking. She was dressed in a short, white dress, and her hair was pulled back in a ponytail.She always managed to take my breath away, even when she wasn't trying. I immediately composed myself and cleared my throat."What are you doing here?" I asked, surprised to see her at the company. She batted her eyelashes and said, "Is it a crime to come see my own husband at work? I brought you lunch." She held up a plastic bag.I was hungry, but the fact that she showed up was enough to satisfy me. "Come," I said, and motioned for her to come inside. "Lock the door."She raised an eyebrow at me. "What are you planning, sir?"I grinned and stood up from my chair. I walked towards her, and stopped when I was right in front of her.
L O R E N Z OAvelina's expression moved from shock to horror in a split second. She shook her head and started walking towards the door."I can't believe you," she muttered under her breath."Avelina.""What the hell? Why are you just telling me this now? Don't I deserve a heads-up?""I'm sorry, but it's not something I can control.""You didn't even warn me, Lorenzo.""And, what would that have changed?" I asked, genuinely curious.She stared at me and then shook her head. "Whatever. I don't have time for this. I need to prepare.""You don't have to worry about anything. The only thing you need to do is act. You're going to act like the perfect wife and we'll make her believe all of this is real. Never give her the impression.""Of course. Why wouldn't I be able to? It's not like this is a big deal." She sarcastically said."Just behave. She won't stay long." I assured her."Whatever," she mumbled. "I need to go." She grabbed her purse and rushed to go out.Before she could go out t
A V E L I N AI sat down anxiously on the couch in the living room. I looked at the clock, in a few minutes they'd be here. Valerie should be at the airport now, waiting for her. Lorenzo's mother.Was I ready to meet her? No.Did I have a choice? No.It would have helped if Maggie at least spoke about her, but according to her, Lorenzo's dad and mom had separated a long time ago and that was all the details I got. I knew there was something more, but I didn't want to intrude in their family matters.No one speaks about their parents and no matter how hard I tried to fish for answers from Lorenzo, he gave me none.My anxiety was literally over the roof. Knowing I have to keep a fake facade of being the good little perfect wife. What if I mess it all up? What if she sees through everything?I couldn't afford that.It was going to ruin Lorenzo's high reputations. And I didn't want to be the reason why his private business would be on the media. Not for his sake, but for Maggie's sake.S
A V E L I N AI quickly rushed down the stairs, and saw Lorenzo standing at the entrance, talking to someone.I slowed down and stood there. My hands were shaking and my legs felt wobbly."Avelina," Lorenzo's voice broke me out of my thoughts, and I looked at him."You're here." I awkwardly said."Aren't you going to say hello to our guest." He questioned, raising his eyebrow."Ah, yes. Sorry." I cleared my throat and smiled nervously. I finally turned and met his mother. My jaw literally almost dropped to the floor. She didn't look a day over fifty. She had shoulder-length hair and a slim body. Her skin was smooth and tanned.She had light brown eyes and looked a little over 5'4 in height. She was wearing a black dress, which showed off her perfect curves. She looked nothing like her sons. Though, I could see a bit of resemblance with Valerie and Giovanni. The brute looks just like his mom. Serafina Salvatore. Mother of the Salvatore sons. I suddenly felt a rush of insecurity as sh
A V E L I N AMy palms started to sweat, and I didn't realize when my grip tightened on the fork. I swallowed the lump in my throat, and took a deep breath.Lorenzo cleared his throat and started talking."We met at a party, and we've been seeing each other for a year now.""Really?" She said, her eyes squinting, and her lips pressed into a thin line."Yes." I replied, giving her a small smile."Interesting. How come I haven't heard about her before?""Mother, we are married. What more do you want? You were invited to the wedding, you chose not to attend."He invited her? "I had a very important client meeting that day. You knew about it, Lorenzo." She said, her voice stern."So, you didn't go to your son's wedding because of work. That's pretty sad, mom." Valerie said, rolling her eyes."Shut it, Valerie." Serafina said, narrowing her eyes at her daughter."How long have you been dating my son for, Avelina?""A year.""Interesting.""Mother, stop interrogating my wife." Lorenzo's vo