One thing I'm thankful for is the fact that my mother and father raised their sons to be respectful given our life circumstances and choices.One thing we do not do is hurt innocent people—especially women and children. If a woman ever crosses us and we need to take action, then we get one of our trained women to deal with them, but never have I allowed a male in this place to lay a hand on a woman.I've watched my father and mother's love bloom. I've watched them argue and get nasty but they have never cheated and never raised a hand to one another. Granted, the reason my father wouldn't dare is because my mom is one scary motherfucker and if he ever thought about doing it or even cheating on her, she would make sure he never saw his d*ck again, let alone his hands.Having Isabella sitting on my lap, I feel better now she's here but I'll probably feel guilty that tomorrow morning I'll be heading to Italy to do some business with my father and our men but I'm also glad that her friend
A knock sounds at the door, and when I open it, one of his men is standing in front of it with a smile on his face."Miss Moreno. I have been told to take you shopping for whatever you want and to spend whatever you want. Or the boss will make an order online, and believe me, you'll look like you've just entered the 1980s," he says with a smile, and I can't help but laugh."Can we go target, please?""Of course. I'm told to take you wherever you want to go""Okay. Let me get myself ready and I will be down in 5. Thank you-""Giovanni""Thank you, Giovanni," I say as I begin to close the door.I have a few things I need to pick up, and that's leggings and underwear, but I also need to pick up some tops and products to help with the cramps that I've been getting.10 minutes later, I step into the foyer and I'm greeted with Giovanni on his phone."Are you sure you want to go to Target, Miss Moreno?""Please. Isabella will do fine and yes, please"We pile into the car and start heading to
Pulling up to the house I make my way inside and straight to her room.It's been 8 days since I left but 9 days since I saw her and I can't wait a second longer.Knocking on her door I'm greeted with silence so I quietly push it open but when I walk in and no one is there I begin to worry.Stepping out of her room I find Marcus and Louisa talking in the kitchen."Where's Isabella?""I'm sorry Sir she never came in for breakfast. She and Evie went outside""Outside?"She doesn't even finish that sentence because Evie comes into the house. Alone."Morning," she says breathlessly."Where is she?" I ask harshly because I'm now not in the mood to be playing games."Well, you see-""Stop with the fucking games before they even start Evie! Where is she""At the dogs!" She blurts out.The dogs. Oh, Jesus Christ."Why the hell is she near 5 fucking dogs who would and will eat her alive! You know they don't listen to anyone's command but mine!" I shout because that's what they do. They guard an
A shower sounds good right now.Christ, I think I've just embarrassed myself even more by what I've just done.His words echo in my head. "You like grinding your sweet pussy against me to get yourself off" and I have never felt myself fall apart like that before let alone want to do it again. Focusing on my shower, washing my hair and body, letting the water drip down my body I can't help the smile that sits on my face. Once I've finished and gotten changed into comfy clothes again I read through the notes that everyone goes through when we are together in a business meeting.Thankfully straight after my meeting with work, I have a virtual conference call with the Smiths and I'll be glad to get back into business with some form of sanity left.What's sanity? You have none after that mind-blowing-Yeah. I won't even dive into that topic right now.Grabbing the sandwich Louisa made for my lunch, I eat it up just as my laptop shows an incoming video call. I have 15 minutes to spare but
I didn't sleep much last night. I spent most of my time wide awake and planning all the things needed for the Smiths house and what colours they opted for.The colours are fine, I don't mind that part. It's when they change their mind at the very last second and you have to restart because when one colour goes, they all go.It's time for us to leave the house and now that my period is done with, I don't feel as emotional or even turned on as I did yesterday but hopefully, everything will be fine."You ready?" Cody asks as I bring my usual bag to my shoulders. It's the one I take with me that has a few clothes in and some shoes for work but other than that I just want to get there, get the job done tomorrow and come home Thursday."Yeah I'm ready" I say but I don't get very far until he takes my bag from me and walks off."I can carry that you know""Yeah. I know. But do I care? No. Take the muscle while you can" he smirks at me and if I didn't know any better, this woman he's talking
Casually sitting and drinking the world's shittest coffee I feel Cody tense beside me before he throws himself out of his chair."The fuck?" I ask but then movement catches in the corner of my eye.Isabella."Fuck. Fuck no!" I shout as I run out of the cafe and to my woman who's just finished being sick and has fallen on her front."Isabella?" I shout, but she doesn't seem to hear me. All my men, apart from Cody, run inside and bring out a guy who looks to be 6 feet tall. He's not bigger than me, but he's still big.I take hold of Isabella and lift her body up only to find bruises and marks on her body making me see red."YOU!" Cody shouts and I lift my head to see who it is that he's looking at."Lorenzo...that's Dean. That's who ruined Isabella!""You know what to do," I say to my men who know what I'm talking about. Dean puts up a fight, claiming fuck knows what but I don't listen. When they bring a female out of the apartment complex I can only assume she was working with this bas
My body hurt from the moment I stepped foot into my room. I had the food Louisa made me and once she had cleared all my wounds and put some strips along my stitches, I sit on the bed and wonder what Lorenzo is up to.I checked my work email to find one from Dunken about how it was going but I couldn't bring myself to call this late at night to tell him what had happened but I also didn't want to just let the email go and not say anything so I typed out a simple email.My body hurt from the moment I stepped foot into my room. I had the food Louisa made me and once she had cleared all my wounds and put some strips along my stitches, I sit on the bed and wonder what Lorenzo is up to.I checked my work email to find one from Dunken about how it was going but I couldn't bring myself to call this late at night to tell him what had happened but I also didn't want to just let the email go and not say anything so I typed out a simple email.To: DunkenGranger@Multidesignandhomes.orgFrom: Isabe
Warmth hits my body before my mind has a chance to catch up.Snapping my eyes open I'm greeted with a sleeping Isabella. Her drool sits on my chest but it doesn't irritate me the way it would if it was anyone else, it simply makes me smile.Shifting her onto her side, she doesn't even flinch or move a muscle apart from to bury herself further into the mattress.Grabbing my clothes from the floor I head to my room and take a quick shower before meeting Dante in the office at the far end of the manor to go over some security footage he pulled up."Morning bro. You're looking refreshed and too happy... I don't like it""Fuck off.""Did you not stay in your room last night?""No. I went and stayed with Isabella. Thinking I was just going to crawl into her bed and sleep, Imagine my surprise at 1 am when I walked into her bathroom and found her watching Netflix in the fucking bath""Anything good?""Fuck knows but it has something to do with doctors' and Nurses'"Porn?" he asks with a grin.
It has been 9 days since I've spoken to my girl. Once I found out what really happened the night Dante came home from throwing out the 'Trash' I couldn't believe my ears. But let's just say I'm thankful for my mother and father being at home."You going to be pissed at your brother for life now?" My dad asked me the night I split my brother's lip, gave him a black eye, broke his nose and broke 3 of his fingers on his shit hand. I walked out angrier than I had ever been."No. But right now he can fucking do one. He had no right""What happened between you and this woman?" He asks as he takes a sip of his whiskeySighing I take a sip of my own drink. It had been a hell of a night of sparring with some of my men, getting angry over minor situations and a woman I couldn't get out of my head.A woman who continuously beat herself up over losing our baby. I knew it wasn't her fault but she was adamant that it was all her fault. No amount of words I could say would make her guilt or fear go
4 days is what it took to do a 12-hour drive.I took 4 days to get from one state to another. On my way to Chicago, I did a bit of sightseeing in different places, I went to a few restaurants I've always wanted to travel to and did a bit of exploring during the day but slept at a simple motel.One of the first stops was New Jersey. It's as big as I believed it to be and I managed to go exploring while I was there. Visited one of the attractions which was Cape May, tried some of their famous wines and sat near a bonfire on the beach which was lovely.By day 3 I had gone through Pennsylvania, Ohio and Illinois and all three trips were heaven! So many beautiful sights I caught on the new phone I have and exploring some of the things each state does without boarding a plane or leaving America, I really did enjoy myself.It's been 5 days since I've seen Lorenzo. I haven't switched my phone on just in case they could still track it but I did remove my SIM card and also bought a new phone to
My plans backfired.I didn't want to go over to her house and lie to her face.I don't know what else I can do. When the box came to the house, the letter inside the envelope was what made me look at everything else gathered inside.It wasn't cryptic. It wasn't too long or too short. It was straight to the point.Lorenzo.Our time months ago, it has been proven that it was a magical night.I'd hate to think you'd abandon me and your unborn child.I know the kind of work you do. I know the type of man you are. I also happen to know that my child- Our child will be just like you as well. Everything about this is precious and a shock but I need you.One night together doesn't define what we could have.Here is a photo of the scan of our little boy, I'd like to think you'd accept my apology for springing this on you but you never returned my calls and you also never get seen about on your own so I couldn't talk to you about it. And then you became obsessed with another woman but if you wa
A pregnancy test.$100,000A Range Rover SUV jet black.The words he's spewing seem so far away. It doesn't seem like a man who wants me, but then again, does he really want me? Did he want me this afternoon, or was it just a punishment?"And what do I tell my cousins? Lorenzo?" I ask through the lump in my throat."Tell them you're travelling. Lorenzo won't buy it though so tell him it's space to think. He will offer alternatives but I need you to leave and stop screwing with my brother's head. He's the Don of a crime family. He doesn't need you."No, because he's got his new life waiting for him.A life I couldn't give him."Fine" I say but I feel my heart shattering all over again. He wants me gone and to stay gone so I will. I'll stay gone and I'll do what I need to do in order to survive."Oh and Isabella""What?" I ask without looking at him."I'm sorry you lost your baby. I know this is extremely hurtful and not the time, but Lorenzo needs an heir or heiress. You couldn't give
"Isabella?" He says my name with that Italian accent that I love so much.My heart is hurting with him being here but it's also kicking me for not feeling like I could be honest with him to begin with."Yes?" I answer."I want to kiss you so bad. I want to take you to bed and I want to lay with your head on my chest. I want you to hear how fast my heart is beating.Because right now it's beating so fast I feel like it might explode"His words shouldn't make me feel warm. They shouldn't make me feel anything.But they do.I take his hand and I lead him across the hall. I know I shouldn't and I know it's going to hurt when he leaves but I need to feel him. I need to hold him even if it's for one last time.Maybe I can convince myself that everything will be okay. He will leave and move on but my heart isn't in the same cahoots as it should be with my brain. My heart is telling me to love him still. To ask him to give me another chance. To love me. To forgive me but my pride won't allow
2 hours before."You're getting slow old man" Rafael says as he dodges my next punch."Slow? Fuck off.""Seriously man, what's going on?""I'm sorry if I'm not fucking sunshine. I lost my woman and I lost my unborn child the same fucking week" I say as I throw punch after punch his way. I'm only 29. Almost 30 but the fact that I have lost so much in such a short period of my life is my karma.All the bad things I have done and all the lives I've taken, the men I have lost on the way make me feel rage so deep today that everything I have felt since Isabella walked out of my house makes me feel angry.Pain. Anger. Grief.The whole fucking bunch and it kills me to watch her this way. It hurts so deeply that she hasn't even left her apartment unless it's to go out with Cody. That I know of.A few days ago, I had followed him once again and she was wearing black leggings, a hoodie and sunglasses paired with heavy black boots. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail and she looked underweight.
I started my training weeks ago, I couldn't run as fast as I wanted to without my scar hurting and I couldn't do a lot, to begin with. Still, once I got home I would do certain exercises to blend in with the pain on the emotional side and the physical too, and I found it so much easier and better.Cody started showing me guns and how to use them.He showed me the clips and the magazines and how to load and unload but using guns would always be the very last resort as long as I held his protection and some of Lorenzo's men but even that it was hard to accept.These are the basic skills that I would need to live in their world and to be safe on my own. When I wasn't training and using all my physical abilities to escape someone if it ever happened, I was continuing to follow Alexei across Chicago Via CCTV footage even managing to pick up a timeline of the times he would visit Russia with his son and his men. Not very often.Then I started following the spawn of satan.Or more specifical
I have spent 10 days in the hospital.I'd spent that week on so many pain meds and antibiotics to help with my immunity, I had days where I felt okay to sit up but then I'd be feeling utter shit the next day and shivering, Coughing and being sick.But I couldn't stop thinking about Lorenzo.I'd never seen a man cry before and he cried. I saw it.I felt it. I could feel the drips in my neck. I heard them talking and arguing when they thought I was asleep.Some nights I'd even pretend to be asleep so I didn't have to speak with anyone. I couldn't stand to see the pity roaming in their eyes when no one cared when he threw me out. But I never had the energy to throw him out the way he did me. Rude I know, but I couldn't bear listening to their Pity. I needed to think.Last night though, I couldn't stop the flow of tears as I looked at my scan. My baby was just a blob but the red and blue colours where his or her heartbeat was what made me cry even harder.It was pip. My pip.Cody dropp
Evie and Elena showed up at the hospital, frantic and worried, wondering what's going on and that's when I spot Cody leaving Isabella's room.He stands next to the door and scrapes his hand down his face before turning and locking eyes with me.He storms up to me and I know the look in his eyes. Murderous.He throws a punch and gets me in the jaw. Then another. And another and I let him."Fight back!" he says but I can't. I shake my head which makes him hit harder."Fucking fight back!" he shouts gathering a bit of a crowd around."Cody! Hey!" Evie says but he doesn't listen to her. He keeps throwing punches."A whore! A FUCKING WHORE! You accused her of selling herself and betraying you?" he says with another punch and this time our men get in the middle and separate him from actually trying to harm."Let me the fuck go" he shouts but they don't. They are his friends just as much as my family and employees.I haven't cried since I was a child. I don't cry over things. I don't show an