“Hillary, are you awake?” I tapped her gently while sitting on the bed, but she didn't respond. I brushed the loose strands of hair on her face, and she twitched, finally opening her eyes.She turned to the other side immediately when she saw me. “I'm sorry, please don't be mad at me. I've just been really busy with some stuff.” She didn't respond to anything I said. She just lay there quietly.I went downstairs to the kitchen to make her a cup of tea. I helped her sit up, and she drank her tea slowly. “Feeling better?” She nodded slowly whilst licking her lips. “Have you eaten?” She shook her head sideways without making eye contact. A frustrated sigh left my lips as I stared at her.I waltzed back to the kitchen and made her some pasta and sauce. I finished in no time and took it upstairs to her. She was surprised when I walked in with the food. “Did you make this?” Her eyes were so round and filled with curiosity. “Yes, I did.” “You can cook?” A chuckle left my lips. Why does sh
“Rodrigo, stop yelling.” A scoff escaped his lips as he ran his hand through his hair.“What the fuck is this idiot doing here with you?” “My name is Kay, and I work in the Sango mansion now.”“Bullshit, what fucking game is this, are you fucking kidding me? Is this supposed to be a coincidence?” I walked closer to Rodrigo and stared at him intently. “What are you doing? Stop insulting Kay.” I whispered to him.“Why the fuck are you defending him? Don't you find anything wrong with this? Am I the only person finding this weird?”“Rodrigo there's nothing wrong with him being a guard here, he was a guard before, why do you find this weird?” “Ah fuck, tell me Kay, how did you get hurt?”“I was hurt trying to protect your father, as you know, we were attacked earlier.” “Bullshit, are you sure you didn't get hurt some days ago?” “What?” Kay exclaimed. “Rodrigo, stop it.” My voice was stern. Fabio walked in shortly and noticed the tension. “Okay so I'm leaving.” He left quickly.“Why t
Hillary tossed and turned on the bed, trying to fall asleep, but it didn't work. She was having too many thoughts in her head. Her contract with Rodrigo is about to expire, but he's not making any attempts to propose to her for real. Their conversations are short, and they fight a lot lately. All these thoughts filled her head, making her unable to sleep.She was still trying to figure out why Rodrigo married her because he never told her, and she was starting to believe maybe he did it to have a fuck buddy. She felt sad and empty, did Rodrigo only use her for his sexual pleasure? Did he ever love her? She snuggled her pillow while these thoughts flowed through her mind like a tidal wave. Will she ever be more than just a sex object?Rodrigo, on the other hand, wasted no time in driving back to his father's mansion. His long goose chase had finally come to an end. He finally found his actual nemesis. He pulled in and barged inside the house, glancing around. He pointed his hand
“What nonsense are you spewing, Kay? Why would he kill Hillary?” Mrs Sango said defensively. Kay scoffed while scratching his nose. “What are you now, a caring mother? Do you really have no idea about this?”He looked back and forth between Rodrigo and Mrs Sango. “Really? She doesn't know? Hahaha, what? I guess only the men know about it.”Rodrigo remained at his spot, unable to talk back. He didn't know the words to use. He suddenly felt empty and pathetic. “What are you talking about? Rodrigo, what is he talking about?” Mrs Sango turned to face Hillary. He had an expression she had never seen before on him.“Are you going to tell her, or should I?I guess it's up to me then. Mrs Sango, ever wondered what happened to Rodrigo's mother?”“She fell ill and died; what is this about?” Kay laughed hysterically. “That's such a lame lie. Is that the only thing you guys could come up with? At least make up a good lie.”“What the fuck are you talking about!” Mrs Sango yelled in frustration.
Rodrigo pov“A toast to this empire and to Rodrigo, who will soon succeed me and raise this empire higher; cheers.” “Cheers.”Everyone in the room chanted as they clicked their glasses. Father and I were in Italy for a very important meeting. I was finally getting to meet some of my uncles who are also thriving in the mafia business. I wanted to deny it, but I knew what this was; it felt like a pre-initiation. They're going to put pressure on me soon to bring Hillary for the ritual. I felt sad and empty, I've never loved anyone like Hillary, and now I have to sacrifice her in order to prove to my family that I am worthy of my position. Most of them didn't have wives, and I knew why. The only reason my dad remarried was to have more children, but he never slept in the same room with Genevieve for 5 years. When he finally felt like he should move on, it was too late; the doctor said he had short sperm counts, so that meant that he couldn't have more children. I missed Hillary, I ha
We both arrived in different cars, I don't like the idea of driving with a slut. We arrived at my apartment, and she couldn't stop gawking at how big the place was.It made me remember the time I took Hillary to my parents, and she wouldn't stop looking. ‘Oh fuck, there you go again, have some decorum’ my conscience scolded me.We entered one of the rooms, and I took a seat while manspreading. I was in a navy blue shirt. I unbuttoned my shirt and relaxed into my chair. I was sitting just opposite the bed and she was standing in front of me, drooling over my bare chest. I'm sure she's very happy about this, I never fuck sluts. I liked to play around with rich, spoilt girls, but they were too clingy, and I hated it. I mean, don't you get what no strings attached means? Dumb bitches. “Take off your clothes,” I commanded her and she didn't waste a minute. She seductively took off her dress, each piece she took off a seductive lip bite. “Lay on the bed with your legs parted.” She glad
It's been 2 weeks since I left home. We finally finished with all the countless meetings and I was heading back home. I was feeling a bit nervous, I don't know why. I met Fabio at the airport and he helped with my luggage. “Can you drive to a pharmacy before we go home? I have this killer headache.”“Did you drink again? You gotta work on this drinking problem. “Come on, I don't drink unless I'm troubled.”“Yes, and you drink for all the ones you've lost.” Fabio scolded but I ignored him. He got me some painkillers, and I took them to ease my headache. We arrived at home soon and I was hesitant to go inside. I'm just thinking about what Hillary would say. “You coming?” Fabio's voice jerked me back to reality. “Yeah, yeah.” I entered the house, and the first person I spotted was Hillary, she was in the kitchen with Greta, she realised that I was back, but she didn't spare me a glance. I went to our room to get changed. I was in the shower when I heard her enter the room. The do
Hillary Pov We arrived at his parent's mansion soon, and a lot of people were present this time. I turned to look at Rodrigo, he hates crowded places, but he didn't have any dissatisfied look. He had no expression on his face. We were server a couple of wines, but I didn't take any, I was feeling a bit lightheaded before, so i didn't want to worsen it.“Nephew, is this your wife? She's just a doll.” A stout looking man with a broad smile approached us. He took my hand and kissed it while flashing me a smile. His teeth were so yellow. I was surprised, Rodrigo was just standing there, watching him. Normally, he'd shoo away people who would even try to hold conversations with me, but today, he's just standing there, unfazed. “Glad you could make it, Uncle Julio.” He said while shaking his hand. Okay, so he's his uncle, so what? He's literally flirting with me. Why is he pretending like he can't see?I glanced around, scanning through the crowd carefully. “Are you looking for your boy
Things had quieted down after my father's funeral. Hillary didn't want to leave Dahlia's side for even a second. I'm very proud of her for what she did with Kay. She's not the scared little girl I met in the club anymore. She's now a woman who would kill for her child. “Freckles,” she turned to look at me. “I want to take you out on a date,” I said to her while walking closer. She smiled widely and pulled me in for a hug. “Where are we going?” She asked while giggling like a little girl. “That's not for you to think about; just look pretty and let me spend the money.” Her face turned red with my statement, and she bowed her head to hide her flushed face. It's so funny how she still behaves like a little girl around me. I handed her a brand-new dress. It was a red dress that fitted her perfectly, showcasing her curves. She got a little belly fat after Dahlia, and I love it. I mostly grab it because it feels so squishy. She said she hated it, but I loved it. The dress was d
Rodrigo Pov My phone rang. I pulled it out, and it was an unknown number. I looked at Fabio and then back to Hillary. I accepted the call and put it on speaker. “Rodrigo.” A male voice called; I recognised this voice.“Kay!” Hillary yelled. “Kay, if you have my baby, I swear to God that I'll kill you.” She threatened him.He only let out a throaty laugh. “Shouldn't you be watching that tone if you know that I have your baby?” “Kilian, you better count your fucking days.”“Shut up, Rodrigo; I want to talk to only Hillary. Listen, baby, we can still be together, just ditch this piece of trash, and we'll be together.”“Leave my baby out of this. She has nothing to do with this.”“I'll leave her on one condition.” “What is it?” She asked while breathing heavily. “Return to me. Once you do that, I'll let her go, but if not, I'll bring back your baby's dead body.” She gasped in disbelief. “I'll do it.” “Hillary,” I said angrily. “Just promise me that you'll give her back to me.” I s
I nodded and made my way downstairs. I knew this day would come but didn't know when. How did she even find me?Why is she even here? We severed ties a long time ago when she decided to choose a man over me. Not just any man, my tormenter, the man who brought great misery and pain to my life.The man who scarred me so badly that I still haven't gotten over it. She betrayed me for him, and now she's here, and for what?I reached the hall, and my heart leapt when I saw the state she was in. She did a horrible thing to me, but that doesn't mean I've forgotten that she's my sister, I grew up with her, she's my blood, and I can't change that.She looks so lean and malnourished that she has dark circles under her eyes. She has scars all over her hands and feet. She also cut her long hair into a bob.Her eyes travelled to mine and immediately started tearing. “Hillary, oh my God, I'm so glad I found you.” She said as she hurried to my side. Just before she could touch me, I moved backwards,
Hillary povDahlia kept on giggling as I swung her toys around her. The toys made a jiggling noise, and it made her laugh as she kicked her hands and her feet in the air. I'm happy to have her. She has healed a part of me that refused to heal. She made me forget that I had an ugly past. All I want to do is to protect her and to love her unconditionally. Rodrigo loves her so much. I thought he would've been angry or would've pushed me away for lying to him, but he wasn't.He tries his best to help me with Hillary, but he sucks at it. He's also very afraid to hold her, but whenever he does, he doesn't want to let her go.Where is he, though? He left in the morning, and it's almost 8 pm; why isn't he back yet? Did something happen at home? Or is he in a meeting?My thoughts were distorted when I heard his car come in. Dahlia was even falling asleep, the nerve of this girl. She sleeps anytime she wants and wakes up any time, crying like we're abusing her.Her bed is small, and beside ou
Rodrigo Pov Hillary suddenly broke the kiss and stared into the thin air.“Is everything alright?” I asked with a puzzled expression. “Dahlia is crying.” She said while shoving me off her. I looked at her with disbelief as she scooted off the bed. I scoffed and sat up. A smile crept to my lips, and I got dressed. “Guess I'm not getting laid tonight. Sleep down hard-on.” I looked at my growing erection and went on to dress up. Having Hillary by my side felt surreal. Was it a dream or my imagination? Even if it is, I pray I never wake up. Her presence filled me with some type of energy I thought I never needed. She did bring colour to my black and white life, something I thought wasn't possible. Before I met her, I thought I'd never use the statement ‘I love you’ but here I am, always wanting to express my love to her in a million ways.She has now increased my joy by bearing my child, something I never dreamt of in the past. I despised children, I didn't want to have any because
Rodrigo Pov “You… you're alive.” Hillary said with tears brimming in her eyes. She brought her hand closer to my face and I leaned into it.“Yes, I'm alive.” I said with a smile on my face. She held my hand and caressed it softly. “Were you hurt? Is everything alright with you?” She asked with concern all over her face.She looked a bit scared, like I'd disappear if she blinked. She kept on observing me. “Yes I'm fine, just a few scrapes, but I'll be fine.” She wrapped her hands around my neck and engulfed me in a warm hug. I froze for a split second, I was shocked that she just hugged me. Mainly because the last time I remember she hated me and pushed me away.I wrapped my hands around her, deepening the hug. I missed it, and I needed it so bad. I buried my face in the nook of her neck, inhaling her sweet aroma that I missed so much.Being like this wasn't even enough for me, I wanted her closer, I needed her, I wanted her and I miss her. My life felt empty and useless when I lost
*FLASHBACK* Hillary opened her eyes slowly and saw him. “Ro…Rodrigo?” “I love you, Hillary.” He smiled at her and grabbed the bomb, running away. The smile almost looked like a goodbye smile. Hillary realised what he was doing. “RODRIGO NOOO, DON'T.” Rodrigo ran as fast as he could, throwing the bomb far away, but he was close to it. The impact of the bomb exploding was so intense that it knocked him off the building, landing him elsewhere and badly injured. Fabio got to where he lay and swiftly carried him, ordering his men to attend to the now unconscious Hillary. He drove him to one of his secret apartments where he was being taken care of. Rodrigo had been unconscious for a long time, but the doctor assured him that he'd wake up. Fabio knew what he had to do. If Louis or any of their enemies found out that he's hurt, they're going to attack the empire. He knew that it was a hard decision, and it was going to leave a lot of people heartbroken, especially Hillary, but he
The room where she was being kept inside was neat and presentable. Hillary's body felt a bit weak because of the childbirth. Maids would enter her room once in a while to bring her a tray of food.All this felt like a bad dream, and somewhere in her heart, she was praying she'd wake up from this terrible dream. The maids brought her baby accessories for Dahlia. What would happen if Louis arrived before Fabio? What does he even intend to do with her? These questions flooded her mind as she sat on the bed.That day, she didn't get a wink of sleep the whole night. She kept on thinking about what would happen later. Would she really have to marry him to keep Dahlia alive? Is this where she'll end up?Her mind was clouded with all these thoughts as the morning came. She sat beside Dahlia, who was awake but didn't cry. She just looked at her mother. “Don't worry, my love, I won't let you go through anything I went through, I'll protect you until my last breath.” She said softly as she sta
“Just take the empire, take everything. We don't need to shed more blood.” Diaz spoke with a mild voice. He didn't want any more war. He was tired.Louis walked around with his hands behind his back. Fabio looked at him very carefully, his eyes not leaving him one bit. He was observing every little movement he made.“Okay, old man. I won't kill the little demon, but…” Diaz looked at him with hope in his eyes, hoping that he would just stop all this nonsense. “I'll just take the mother as compensation, yeah? Yeah? No bloodshed, everyone will be fine.” Fabio's eyes twitched at his statement, clearly annoyed at what he just suggested. “You are out of your mind, Hillary isn't part of the property. She will not be passed on to you. You are crazy.” “Silence! Then maybe I should just kill her and her wretched child. Will that be okay, huh? Will it?” Louis walked closer to Fabio. He grabbed his face roughly and forced him to look into his eyes. “You have such a sharp tongue, I hate it. Ma