“I never knew you were such a chicken.” I gasped as I pulled Christian’s arm. We had planned on telling my dad the news, but he had a change of mind and refuses to leave the house.“I’m not a chicken. I just don’t feel like seeing your parents.” Christian explained. “And why isn’t Siena here? I miss
“I said a lot of things to you, and I didn’t mean any of them—I love you.”“I love you too.” Christian smiled. “You already know that, but it’s nice to hear it from your mouth.”“You’re hurting my feelings,” I spoke, offended. “I used to tell you that every single day and you only said it back after
“I don’t know.” I shrugged. “I guess it’s your sarcastic behavior and the cold look on your face, but you’re not like that. You’re just demanding and rude, but you’ve changed a lot.” I told him.“Could also be the Lamberti thing or the mafia thing.” I spoke, sarcastic, knowing it was probably the se
“You’ve been nice for a very long time now. I’m scared.” I smiled, but deep down, I was grateful. I wanted our relationship to work out and I wanted things to be different. I stared into Christian’s eyes while he stared right back into mine. We stared at each other for minutes, without either one of
Today would finally be the day. Just as promised, I scheduled a meeting between Christian, my parents, and my brothers.There was only one thing stopping me, and that was Christian refusing to enter the house. “Come on, don’t be such a baby.” I giggled and pinched his cheeks.“Stop it,” Christian sp
It was almost the same as with Marcello and Emilio. I remember how thrilled I had been at the idea of having two older brothers, and they used to treat me like a princess, but also that didn’t last for long.“That’s fine—then I won’t be part of this family!” I raised my voice. If Christian would be
“Serena.” Lita looked at me. “Please think this through, okay?”“You can stay here with us, your family, and we’ll never hurt you—““I don’t want to.” I glared at Lita. “You’ve done more than enough, I don’t want to, and I’m done with being brainwashed by all of you. All I have to say to you is that
“So, does this mean you’re giving me a second chance?” Christian asked. His actions made me love him even more. I was not used to him using gentle words and knew he probably cringed at the moment, but I knew he was doing it all for me.“Christian, I need you to listen very well.” Emilio sighed and l
Hey everyone,This is the end of Christian and Serena’s story. Thanks for following me on this journey, and please know I’m grateful for all of you.I remember freaking out over reaching 10K views, and somehow we ended up here. (!?) (Hopefully, more to come.)As I’m still new to this publishing styl
“Oh, right.” Stella clapped her hands when the girl finally released a loud cough. “I would like to introduce you to Oscar Morales’ daughter, Aria.” The Morales’ They were new in the city and led by Oscar Morales with the help of his mysterious only daughter, who I had never seen before. Today was
“Out and about.” I sighed, exhausted. “Drunk.” “Where’s your ex-fiancee?” Vince chortled, nudging Beau’s shoulder, and a sigh escaped from my brother’s lips. Not surprisingly, the relationship and engagement between my brother and Isobel didn’t last. All it took for him to break her heart was one
The children ran to their grandma and grabbed her hand. Besides Christian, the kids also listened to their grandma. Who wouldn’t? Cesca could be really scary if she wanted to. “The two of you should hurry as well. We’re all waiting!” “We’ll be there soon. Don’t worry.” Christian nagged his mom, kin
Three Years Later I squeezed the ball gown dress around my body, desperate to see my little bump. Promising to get married within three years while not being pregnant was a stupid thing to do. Especially when I had a husband who was a bit too obsessed with expanding our family as if a three-year-o
“What do you have to say?” I leaned against the railing. Christian reached for something behind his back and showed me a small red box while I was still confused about what was happening. Was he going to propose to me…again? He opened the box, revealing a rose gold diamond ring that suited my tast
“Right!” The woman agreed. “He can’t even take a compliment without doing that weird thing with his—“ “Eyes!” I finished her sentence, laughing. “The blinking thing?” “Yes!” “Wait—how do you know Dario?” The thought had suddenly occurred to me. By the looks of it, she knew him very well. A bit to
Hours had passed, but Christian had yet to move a muscle. Many had either left the graveside in tears or had stepped out to take a breather, but not Christian. “It’s okay to cry, Christian.” I wrapped my arm around him, leaning into his chest. “If you want to yell, bawl—punch someone…I’m here.” I s
“Thank you.” Cesca’s lips trembled in fear at the new nickname I had made up for her. “I appreciate that.” “Now that I know your mother will be in good hands, I can finally be at peace.” Lucio let out a heavy breath. “This is the happiest I’ve been in a while.” Those were the exact words he had sp