FIORELLA He smiled so charmingly. "Let's go home. I would not rush you. You have every reason to hate me, I would not force myself on you either. Come." He took my hand and led me out into the open space. Home he had said yet I did not protest. Was home now redefined for me? Honestly I was in a dilemma, I wanted to pull him back and crush my lips on his and at the same time I wanted to heave a sigh of relief that I could breathe fresh air, air that was not filled with his smell. By him, I mean that old fool, Alfredo. I followed him like a lamb to slaughter follows the shepherd obediently. I did not protest or complain. When we got out the rush of the wind on my bare skin made me shiver, I immediately rubbed my free hand on my other arm and he stopped. He took off his leather jacket and draped it over me. He did it so carefully I wondered what changed him so much, he even placed a kiss on my hair afterwards. I looked around and noticed the troops he had as company, little wonder
FiorellaI felt his touch and I was comfortable with it. I knew when we arrived but I chose to allow him carry me about. Maybe this was our chance to get connected, since our relationship was already strained and we often fought.I had no plans on fighting with him tonight, I kept my eyes closed as he changed me out of my nightmare, that cursed wedding dress and slipped a sweet dreamy shirt of his on me.I know I sound crazy given that I detest him but I just could not fight it the whirlwind of feelings swirling in me right now.I snuggled even closer to his chest but he paused several times before placing me on the bed. His bed. The same place I never wanted to be seemed, now like a safe haven to me.He hovered over me for a while and I wondered what was going through his mind. I opened my eyes and met his. He started with slow burn passion and as arrogant as we all knew my mate to be he asked permission to kiss me. Lol.This was definitely the case of 'you never know what you have u
PROLOGUETWENTY YEARS AGODECEMBER 25FIORELLA“Dad! You are cheating,” I yelled, glaring playfully at my dad who had just slipped a card out of his pocket.“That’s my win-win card,” Dad said, smiling.He threw the card on top of the other cards.“Game over. I won,” he screamed, laughing loudly.“You didn’t win fairly, you cheated!” I groaned, throwing the cards on the floor.“I won’t play cards with you anymore.”“Ella, sometimes, you don’t always have to play fair. Who says we aren’t allowed to be cunning sometimes to get our victory? Life always doesn’t offer us opportunities to win fairly. If you are always fair, you won’t get anything…”“You and your negative advice all the time,” Mum’s calm voice resonated.“She is only 6 and you keep trying to turn her into a serpent? Ella, make sure not to listen to your dad. Be truthful and play fairly, okay?” Mum countered, taking my hand and leading me away from Dad.“Life isn’t always fair,” Dad mumbled.Not paying any attention to Dad, I
PRESENTFIORELLA“I'm leaving,” I muttered, barely audible.“Alright, don't forget to call…”“Nothing will go wrong, Aurora. I've been working there for over three months. Besides, all the other employees know to avoid me,” I grumbled.“All the same. Make sure to contact me,” she insisted.“I will.”Zipping up my hoodie, I walked over to the door.“You with your drugs?” Aurora asked, approaching me.“Yeah, it's in my hoodie pocket.” I brought out a small container from my hoodie pocket and flashed it on her face.“Remember…”“Keep it next to you at all times, you never know what might go wrong,” I completed her statement.“You sound just like Maria,” she laughed.Smiling, I pull the door to our tiny apartment open and step out. The cold December air, hitting my skin. Stepping further away from the door, I watched different people saunter down the street, some were couples and seemed to be enjoying the snow together, others had happy smiles on their faces. Sighing, I pulled my eye off
FIORELLAA feeling of something cold on my body made my eyes flutter, pulling it open, I realized that my entire body was wet, water dripped from my hair onto my already wet clothes. A splitting headache suddenly hit me, reminding me of how I was knocked out earlier. Grabbing hold of my head, I groaned in pain. “You are finally awake,” A bored voice sounded next to me.Turning around to know the source of the voice, my head hit a heavy metal, it began to ache even more badly. Something wet and cold settled on my eyelids, lifting my hand to my eyelids, I realized it was blood. Not just any blood, my blood!The sight of it made my breathing become shallow, my hands began to tremble and I cowered to a side, no longer bothering to know who had spoken earlier. But who was I kidding? I was in a confined space, a cage. My captors could end my life if they wanted, or they could tear me to pieces like my parents. Tears trailed down my cheeks.“I haven't touched you yet, and you are crying,”
VITOAnger bubbled in my chest as I stared at the lady acting scared in front of me. I've met her type a lot of times, and trust me, I've learnt how to deal with them. These ones act like sheep, they pretend to be scared, but once you turn your back, they claw you. Just last night, I was about to take my bitch to bed, when the Godfather called me over. I felt angry at being disturbed at such an hour of the night, but then, I had no say yet. Meeting him that night, he suddenly threw a mission to my face.“Go to Laurex Hotel, Akim is hosting a party there. I want you to end his life. If you succeed, I'll step down and let you take over as Alpha.”Akim was the beta of the Night Fangs pack, the most dreaded Russian pack. The pack has been at loggerheads with mine for years. They were involved in lots of illegal activities, just like us. They are also famously known for the different drugs they produce. They have a lot of drugs that mess with the head and could suppress one's wolf. They ar
VITO “Alpha!” They all chorused. A feeling of pride and completeness washed over me. “Finally.” My lips curved into a smirk. The entire pack went on their knees, chanting. “Alpha.” “Alpha Vito Caputo,” a voice everyone in the pack dreaded suddenly calls out my name. The smile on my lips wiped off and I immediately turned in the direction of the voice. There stood Camilla, the pack’s seer holding onto her old crooked walking stick for support. Her eyes were trained on me and the look on her face wasn't a pleasant one. “You should leave whatever you have to say till tomorrow. The Alpha just ascended today, we wouldn't want anything to spoil the mood,” Fabrizio said, moving close to her to lead her out. Camilla’s prophesies were never pleasant. Never has she uttered anything pleasant. Each time she sees things, it's always a tragedy. “Only a fool thinks my words will bring a stop to the merriment,” Camilla said. Fabrizio tried to retort, but I raised my hand, signalling him to
FIORELLA Seated on the ground, with tears running down my cheeks. My body was aching all over, the cold winter breeze kept blowing in through the numerous holes on the roof. My situation was worse than that of a homeless person, a homeless person could ask for help from people, but I couldn't. A homeless person could plead for assistance when injured, I couldn't. A homeless person had the freedom to walk anywhere, but I didn't. I've become someone else’s possession. My body was aching all over, the room was freezing and I was shivering from the cold. Today was supposed to be a day of celebration for everyone, but it ended up being a day of pain for me again. I never bothered about celebrating on the 25th of December, ever since my parents’ demise and today has given me another reason not to celebrate. “I hate today!” A scream left my mouth before I could stop myself. At that moment, the rattling of keys on the door sounded. “What have I done?” I mumbled. Gathering the little str