Fiorella realises what she is about to say and she pauses, "You motherfücker," she completes her statement and pouts. Tito is quite flabbergasted. "I know I went too far with my words but I am Tito Denero, I am here apologising to you, I never apologise to anyone but with you it's different, I don't know why" He shrugs.He tries touching her again but she shifts away. "Ella, I'm sorry," He mutters, blinking his eyelashes repeatedly. She stares at him. He's being so charming and cute right now, she clears her throat and shifts her gaze away. Tito smirks and grabs her waist, he immediately kisses her chin and her neck. "Leave me alone," She frowns. Tito smiles and claims her lips next, the kiss melts away her anger, like it vanishes to thin air, instead of pushing him away and fighting back, she capitulates and kisses him back passionately. The guard who brought her knows it is time to leave, he walks away leaving them alone. 'Fiorella push him away, don't let him have his way a
Enzo's eyes widens and he swallows hard but he doesn't feel guilty about it even though he knows he is the cause of the accident, he just got the car from his promotion, he has been promoted but has decided to stay longer in Italy before going to California and he is determined to take Fiorella with him. He quickly reverses the car and drives off without waiting or even calling for help. "I hope he dies." Enzo chants with a glint of evil and hatred in his eyes. "I pray he fücking dies, I only want her to myself," Enzo smirks and continues speeding like an insane person. He loses control of his car, he steps on the car's brake but because of his speed, his car crashes against a tree. ___Enzo reaches his apartment, blood is dropping from his head, instead of treating his wound immediately, he calls Fiorella. She has gotten a new phone and it's easy to communicate with her now, she answers his call almost immediately. "Hi, Enzo" She answers over the phone, her voice sounding chee
Fiorella covers her mouth to suppress the loud cry that escapes her lips. "I am so sorry," the doctor sighs, it's awful telling relatives that the parents have lost their lives to death but its his job. Tears flood Fiorella's face. She should be happy that he is dead, that he has finally paid for his numerous sins but she isn't happy at all; rather she's broken and shattered, he should go to jail and suffer not just due like that. The doctor leaves her and goes back into the ER. "Why should you die so easily? I haven't exacted revenge on you yet, this isn't what I wanted at all," She cries and walks to the wall. But deep inside she is crying for another reason. She leans on it and bends down crying her eyes out.___Tito hasn't been disconnected from the heart monitor but the oxygen has been disconnected, his head is still bandaged and his leg too, his arm is not left out as well. One of the nurses walks to his corpse and covers his face with the hospital bed sheet. The time o
Fiorella is shocked, she can't register anything right now, his look is so strange, they are like strangers to him, she tries hard to hold back her tears. Tito slowly removes his hand from Noelle's grip and places it on his stomach. He tilts his head left to right and asks. "Where am I?" "Tito, if this is a joke, then it's not funny at all..." Fiorella mutters fearfully. "Is that my name?" Tito asks annoyingly. Tito turned to the kids and gave the same blank stare "Why are you crying?" Noelle cries louder "What's wrong with Papa?" She hugs Noelle's waist tightly, Tito can't understand what the whole drama is about. Noello with a scared face intervenes. "I will go call the doctor," He runs out of the room. Fiorella didn't realise when tears fell from her eyes. "Papa..." Noelle cries. The doctor comes minutes later and asks them to leave the room, he examines Tito after. ****"Mamma, is Papa badly sick?" Noelle sobs. "No baby, Papa is fine, he is alright," Fiorella sniffs.
Fiorella pukes almost everything she had eaten into the bathroom sink, she washes her face after and wonders what's wrong with her exactly. She holds her head feeling extremely dizzy, she belches lightly and leans on the wall for support. "Why am I feeling this way?" Fiorella mutters and spits. "It's all because of that fool, he's acting like a rude, spoiled brat now," Fiorella hisses and packs her hair into a messy bun, the strands are disturbing. She comes out of the bathroom wiping her lips, her eyes lands on him and she shoots a glare that doesn't seem to affect him one bit. "Stop glaring at me, I am not the cause of your problems," Tito pouts. "Whatever," Fiorella scoffs loudly. "Take this food away, it's irritating, '' Tito said and turns his face away. Fiorella folds her fists angrily, she feels like punching the hell out of him right now or banging his head against something hard so he will stop acting like a jerk. Fiorella walks to him and takes the food from the bed.
"Actually Signora Aria isn't around at the moment, I just remembered that I saw her leaving late this evening," the maid smiles. "Oh really," Laura pouts and folds her fist angrily. What she has to say can't wait, she has to say it as fast as she can though she wasted some time contemplating if she is going to do the right thing but then doing the right thing has brought her nothing but heartbreaks so it's better for her to do wrong and nasty things to those that stand in her way. The maid is still standing waiting for Laura to say something. "Will you wait, Miss?" the maid asked. "Err... yes, what I have to say is really important," Laura smiles. The maid nods and exits the sitting room, Zelmira who is coming downstairs sees her and halts her steps, she squints and takes a good look at Laura. "Tosseli..." Zelmira mutters and smirks, Laura hasn't noticed her yet. Zelmira wonders what she's here for but it will be easy to find out, now that there are video recorders in the hous
Enzo and Fiorella are still arguing. "Really, Fiorella? this is all you have to say, I don't understand you anymore, sometimes you act like you hate him and other times you act like you care about him, why are you being capricious!" Enzo yells. "I am not being capricious, I am only saying that what you did is quite nasty from your own side, you know that he won't even be able to testify or recall whatever he had done, the court might even postpone everything," Fiorella yells back, even though that isn't her real reason for scolding him. "I have helped you since we met, I have always been there for you, you always wanted justice for those who killed your father, you wanted the murderers to rot in jail for the rest of their lives but now you are like someone else," Enzo shouts. "Maybe I think he has brainwashed you or maybe the acrobatic sex has set you off, that's why you can't seem to forget…" A slap lands on his cheek cutting him off. "Acrobatic what?" Fiorella yells. "Yes I
"I know everything Fiorella, I found out about it, I know that you are perfectly aware of the fact that I killed your father." Tito mutters. Fiorella is staring at him dumbstruck, she never imagined that he could be this cunny, he has fooled her so well. "You never lost your memory?" Fiorella said like a question. Tito sighs. "I never lost my memories, I remember you and the kids," Fiorella gasps in shock, she closes her eyes and a fake laugh escapes from her. "You mean that, this was an act, you were only pretending, huh? It was all a show so you can maybe kill me like you killed my father?""Why did you never tell me anything? Why did you hide the fact that you knew about it?""Are you really asking me these absurd and useless questions, I should be asking you, you bastard! You killed my father and you hid it from me, you looked me in the face everyday, kissed my lips, we fûcking had s*x and you still never cared to apologise or confess your crimes?" Fiorella yells and pulls dow
Tito comes the next day, dressed casually, he told his father who practically called him a fool for accepting such an offer but he doesn't care as far as he could earn her forgiveness, that is what matters to him the most, not his ego. "Good morning, Signora," Tito greets, Signora Ginvera ignores his pleasantries. "Your first job is to clean the toilets in the mansion," Signora Ginvera orders and the smile on Tito's face wipes off. He hardly changed diapers and now he is going to wash the toilets, he never expected this. "Alright, Signora..." Tito forces a smile on his lips. "Run along, get to work," Signora Ginvera snaps her fingers and Tito rushes up the stairs, he has reached the peak when her voice stops her. "Clean the toilets of the maids first," Tito turns to her in disbelief and almost glares at her but he nods obediently and runs downstairs. Signora Ginvera smirks. "this is going to be fun," ___Tito washes the toilets but the kids' rooms were the worse, he feels so
Fiorella turns to Sergio and his fierce gaze relaxes, she smiles at him and leaves the father and son. She takes Sergio by the hand and they move away from there. "Thank you for everything Sergio, this wouldn't have happened without your help, you are such a good friend," She smiles and pats the back of his hand. Sergio smiles but it doesn't go beyond his lips, deep inside he is displeased that she calls him her friend whereas he wants to be more than that to her. he wants to be the one and only man in her life and heart but what can he do? Fiorella seems to have made her decision. "I will always be here for you and always know that I love you a lot... " Sergio pauses, making Fiorella uneasy. "As a friend," Sergio completes his statement even though that is far from the truth. "I will never forget you Sergio, for all the help that you have rendered to me, for always being there for me and cheering me up when I was sad and depressed, you have been a friend in need and I really fro
Selene smokes and stares at Noello who has little bruises on his face and body, he had passed out due to the impact of the blast but it was the man who saved him that died, his corpse looks unrecognisable. "Good job guys," Selene compliments sarcastically, she puffs smoke out of her mouth and nostrils. The men aren't in the mood of smiling, they just lost one of their own, their leader, he brought them out of the streets, fed them and gave them hope, that there is really light at the end of the tunnel, he showed them the way and has even sacrificed his life for them, he was such a good leader. Selene frowns at their silence, none of them even cared to respond or say a 'thank you' she hardly compliments her boys but now that she has done it, these fools have refused to acknowledge it, her eyes darken and she points her gun at one of the men and shoots his shoulder. "Aah!!!" He groans loudly, his friends try to hold him from falling but her gun pointing at them and they stops their
Heavy breathes escapes Noello's mouth, he can't risk the chance of moving or else that is the end, his hands goes limp, his neck stiffens, the only movements happening in his body are his eyelashes who keep batting against each other trying to hold back the tears that keeps dropping from his eyes. Unfortunately his necklace dropped in the car trunk, no one might find him now. "P-papa," Noello mutters, his tears roll down his cheeks, he is so confused about everything, who is really after them and why? He knows deep inside that no matter what happens Tito would find him even in this unlikely situation where life and death for him are just on a thin edge. A smile of sadness lingers on his lips, he thinks about his mother and his twin, Noelle along with naughty baby sister, Lilian who delights in troubling him but he loves when she troubles him, makes him to childish and crazy things like hiding her stuff, pulling each other's hair, he will miss those things if he ends up dying, he wi
"You failed at just the slightest job I gave you, you fools!" Selene yells at the top of her voice. The guards quiver, it's like the earth becomes unstable under their feet as her voice thunders and echoes in the empty room. "Just one job, to kill Tito and you couldn't even do that, you couldn't even get to the school early to take the girl," Selene thunders, her mission is to torture Tito because to her he deserves worst than that but first she decides to play the mind games before coming to the physical torture. She is the late Serena's daughter, the one who Tito shot and thought he has killed her, she watched him abuse her mother and torment her day and night starved then, mutilate her mother's flesh with no compassion or mercy, she begged him but he did nothing but allow her being rape as well and take away her innocence in the cruel way.three men came each and everyday to rape her, she wondered how she survived the night of the bomb blast, it was just luck on her side that sh
Tito's POVThe words rang repeatedly in my mind, that sharp pain in my head hit me more like a hammer to a rock. I didn't think twice before throwing the card on the floor. I unlocked my car and entered inside. I put on my seat belt, it got tangled at one point but I was able to straighten it and buckle it, just then another card flashed past my eyes. I turned to the seat beside mine and I grasped the card, I opened it and read its content.. "Don't be scared little Tito, I will keep her little remains for the casket," XFrom Serana your nannyMy hands shook in fear, I squeezed the card to a rumpled state, I inserted the car key into the car hole and the engine started making a roaring sound, in seconds I sped off to Lilian's school, I knew everything about their location, even their schools. "Lilian," I panted and pressed my foot on the accelerator and the car sped into the road. ___I rushed there and to my greatest surprise, her driver had just arrived as well. I
Tito's POV"Dad are you okay?" Noello inquired and touched my shoulder, he stood beside me and read the content in the card. I was far too engrossed to stop him from reading everything in a few seconds. Noello's eyes widened and his lips parted but he didn't gasp. "Papa, what the hell is this!" I stared at the message and swallowed a burp down my throat, my Adam apple became restless going upwards and downwards in total dismay and disgust, all the times Papa and Mamma weren't around, how she molested me forced me to fûck her ugly ass and pussy, did painful and nasty things to me, making my childhood a terrible one to remember, there was no joy left in me, only pain, coldness, hate, that was all till Fiorella stepped into my life, making me smile, laugh, giving three beautiful kids that made my life more meaningful and I am not going to let anyone destroy my life again not even Serena's ghost. I turned to Noello, who's eyes met with mine. "You shouldn't get scared, I am going to pro
Tito's POV The phone dropped from my hands, my hand was shaking, I couldn't control the vibration or the nervousness that mounted up inside me, I wanted to control myself and stop the involuntary quivering but I couldn't my lips quivered some more , I pressed my lips against each other to suppress the heavy breathes that was about to rupture out of my lungs to my mouth. "This can't be happening," I finally spoke, my voice quivering at the end of my words, I tried wrapping my head around it, it seemed too impossible, the dead can't come back to life. I gasped, deep breaths that I couldn't hold back escaped from my lips even though I just had a bath, beads of sweat instantly formed on my forehead and my temples, I palmed my face and shrieked. "She is dead, Tito, she can't come back, this must be a prank, a terrible and tasteless joke!" I removed my palms from my face and I heard the voice again from my phone. "I am not dead, you should be careful from now on, little Tito, see me in
Tito's POV"Do you understand that?!" I gritted my teeth furiously and flew another punch to his face. This time, he lost total balance and landed harshly on the floor. He groaned loudly; he must really be a weakling. "Tito!" Fiorella yelled from behind and ran to his aid, she knelt down beside him and touched his face worriedly. "What is wrong with you? Why must you always act like a savage?" Fiorella yelled at me, I swallowed hard when she did, her reaction made me both furious and heartbroken. "I won't allow you flirt with such a man, you are mine, Fiorella, that should always be in your mind!" I yelled possessively, I was never someone to sugarcoat my words, I was blunt to the core but when he comes to her, I just can't be candid. "Excuse me?" Fiorella softly cackled. "I am not yours, you don't own me Tito, get that into your head," She added and faced the whimpering idiot who started taking advantage of the attention given to him. My eyes flashed with pain but I only growle