"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
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
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
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
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
Looking out the glass window, sitting on the bed with my phone to my ears, talking to my very best childhood sweetheart, Dante. I felt my heart melt with ease."Dante, so you missed your first flight?" I murmured, feeling a bit disappointed about my plan."Yeah, Fiorella, not to worry because I've already booked a ticket for the next flight. I'll be there tonight. Ok? Just wait for me," I nodded and hung up.My dear Dante, how much I've missed you. I felt my heartbeat dance to my happy beat. There is no one except Laura that will believe that I am still a virgin after six years of relationship with Dante. I am just so excited about giving it all up to him Tonight in this same suite, at this same bed he Normally sleeps in the hotel. Today I'll finally have the courage to give myself to him as a welcome-back gift.I smiled, looking at my glowing skin in the mirror with the toning of my pink nightgown that exposes my body, reaching to my thighs.My eye diverted to the wine bottle at the
"Mamma?" I called with a sad face, looking at my mom, who I had just gained her attention from working on dying clothes she sells."Fiore," She called with wide eyes. "Didn't you went to pick Dante? Why didn't you come back home last night?" She furrows her eyes at me"No matter the issue you had, I've told you before, despite you being engaged, you're still a girl you need to respect and adore yourself,""Mamma, nothing happened between Dante and me," I manage to voice out."Good. You know that the Mancini family is powerful. We can't be compared to them. We should not do anything that will let them look down on us," She stared beautifully at me."Mamma?" I called, looking away from her eyes."Yes, Mia Cara," She responded."Do I have to get married to Dante?"With wide, shocked eyes, she looks at me. "Don't you like him a lot? Don't you love him anymore? When you were both little, you used to follow him around," She explained."But, Mamma, I...I just rounded up my Ph.D. degree. I wa
One Month laterFiorella's pov"My lady, are you okay with this dress? It seems so tight!" The lady that was dressing me up noticed."It's tight," I manage to breathe out."How can that be? I had this dress made for you." Dante sneered.I probed my mouth like a child. "Can it be that I've gained so much weight? Over the past months?" Dante giggles."Fiore, I'll be playing basketball with my friends from New York; one of them is Italian but grew up in New York. Let's go together,""Yes, Dante. But who are these companions?" I asked, looking puzzled at Dante because he has never mentioned anything about any friend from American that is also an Italian. "He was my senior back in New York. He's a legendary business mentor. I didn't tell him the exact time, though, but I decided to take you here early. This is my father's basketball courtroom," Dante smiled."You should have allowed me to stay home a bit more; I'm so tired and hungry too," I pout my lips."You're hungry?" he looks shock
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