Allison felt like collapsing from the heart-wrenching pain, but Romario's gentle squeeze on her hand gave her the comfort and strength she needed. Meanwhile, Master Terrone demanded, "For the last time, Rosita, who are you working for?" Rosita glanced around nervously, swallowing hard. Jose handed Terrone his gun, which he pointed at Rosita's head. "I'll count to five. If you don't talk, I'll blow your head off." Rosita trembled with fear, pleading with Allison to intervene, but Allison turned away. Terrone counted, "Five... four...". “three... two” Master Terrone counted, everyone was watching the display with keen interest and concentration.Rosita opened her mouth to speak, but before she could, Namiro shot her, splattering blood everywhere. The room erupted in screams of shock and panic, but Namiro remained unmoved, “why the hell did you do that? She would have told us who she was working for” Jose scolded his daughter.Namiro rolled her eyes and gazed at Rosita's lifeless body
Allison POVIt's been weeks since Rosita's untimely demise, to say it's been hard to cope without her was a understatement. Emily, Anastasia and I found comfort and solace in each other. And this week I was slowly finding my joy and feet back again. "Allison, focus!" the head maid scolded, as usual. I just laughed it off, thinking that some things never change. I was clearing the fields with Matilda, since Maria had been absent for weeks. It was odd, but I didn't want to concern myself with that right now. After finishing my task, I watered the garden, which Matilda had trimmed that morning. As I entered Master Romario's room, I couldn't help but smile a little. He had suddenly become a source of comfort instead of fear. I knocked twice, and when I heard "come in," I entered. Romario's chiseled, tattooed chest flashed before my eyes, and I felt a flush rise to my cheeks. "My face is up here, pet," Romario teased, chuckling at my embarrassment. He turned to select his suit for work
Allison POV Dear Allison,By the time you're reading this letter, I'm already gone. I'm writing this with a heavy heart, filled with regret and sorrow. I'm so sorry for what I did to you, for betraying your trust. But I had no choice. I was threatened, Allison. They said they would harm my family, kill them, if I didn't do their bidding.I know this is no excuse, but I was desperate. I didn't want to lose the people I love. And so, I did what they asked, even though it went against everything I believed in. I'm so sorry, Allison, You deserved better from me.Yours always,Rosita.Tears rushed down my eyes and I didn't bother to stop it, how did this letter get into my room? A knock on the door got my attention and I immediately wiped my eyes and opened the door. Maria was staring at me with heavy eye bags, “I waited for your to finish reading the letter…Rosita left it in my drawer.”“So..you..left the letter for me?” I asked her, Maria nodded as she wiped the tears falling from her
The room was oppressive, the silence so thick that a pin dropping would have been deafening. Ken's words hung in the air like a challenge, and Leonardo's anger was palpable as he launched himself at Ken, only to be skillfully dodged."What kind of rubbish are you spewing?" Leonardo's voice was a barely contained fury.Ken stood his ground, his eyes fixed on Allison. "I'm not joking, Allison. Is this not your sister?"The room held its collective breath, waiting for Allison to speak. But she couldn't, her eyes darting to Kate's intense glare, her words stumbling and incoherent. "I...she...I..."Namiro's smirk grew wider, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She knew the truth, and Ken's words had just confirmed it. Kate's eyes darted around the room, her mind racing with a plan. She couldn't let Namiro mock her, not now."Talk now!" Terrone's voice was a command, his patience worn thin.Kate's lips compressed into a thin line, her eyes flashing with determination. She knew what she had t
Allison's POVIt's been a three weeks since mistress Namiro left the Ndrangheta's Manor, Master Romario has been trying to see her but master Jose has refused for anyone to see her; she was on house arrest. I knew that wasn't the justice that Rosita needed but at least it was something. For the past weeks I have grieved for Rosita's death, I have come to the realization that she will never come back and I have forgiven her for framing me up.“Allison hurry up please, its about to rain” Matilda pleaded with me as she continued planting seedlings. Yes, Matilda works with me in the garden since Maria resignation, I focused back my attention on the work. When we finished we hurried into the dinning room to eat, immediately it started raining, “thank goodness, at least now we don't have to water the plants today” Matilda mumbled making other servants around laugh.Matilda has become a our little bowl of sunshine in the slave quarters, it was funny and witty. After breakfast I decided to
Allison POVAs I toiled away on that sultry afternoon, the scorching sun beating down relentlessly, I was utterly drenched in sweat by the time I finished clearing the field. With Matilda absent, having ventured into town to attend to some grocery shopping, Anastasia and I were paired together on duty. “Shall we proceed to lunch?” Anastasia suggested, her voice a welcome respite from the heat, and I nodded in eager agreement. We gathered our equipment and began making our way towards the dining room, the promise of a cool, shaded reprieve beckoning us like an oasis.En route, we encountered Lori, our newly appointed head maiden, whose countenance, as usual, betrayed a subtle yet unmistakable disapproval whenever she laid eyes on me. Though her lips remained sealed, refraining from any overtly disparaging remarks, her frosty demeanor and surreptitious glares spoke volumes when she assumed no one was paying attention. Given her close affinity with Anastasia, I judiciously maintained a
Romario POVI sat in the police van, my hands cuffed behind my back, struggling to understand the surreal situation. Venita's sudden death didn't make sense, and I couldn't believe Officer Naveen had arrested me for her murder. The throbbing headache worsened due to the siren noise, making it hard to think clearly.My dad tried to reassure me, "Stay strong, Mario. I'll call Steven and he would sort this out." I nodded, overwhelmed by the pain and unable to respond. I glanced at my pet, seeing tears fill her eyes, and muttered to myself, "Don't cry, baby. Pretty girls should never cry." But I knew no one heard me. The events of the past few hours seemed like a blur, and I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. I knew I needed to stay strong and focus on clearing my name, but the pain and uncertainty made it difficult to think straight.Officer Naveen exchanged words with my dad before we drove off in the police van. I leaned my head against the window glass, staring at the passing
Allison POVWeeks have passed since Venita's death, and while Master Romario tries to hide it, I can tell it still affects him. However, he seems to have moved on. As I cleaned the sitting room, Kate glared at me, but remained silent. When I mentioned her threats to Master Romario, he told her to leave me alone, and she's been doing that for over a month now. I've almost forgotten she lives in the manor.Today, I noticed Kate was having issues with Master Leonardo, who's been giving her icy glares all morning. "Master Leonardo, here's the water you requested," I said, handing it to him. He took it and drank, then smashed the glass on the floor, startling Kate and me. "That's how shattered I feel because of you!" he screamed at Kate before storming out.Kate rolled her eyes completely looking unfazed by his actions, and muttered, “he's such a drama queen”. I cleaned the broken glasses making sure none pierced into my skin. Kate concentrated on her movie and kept laughing completely
THIRD PERSON POV Leonardo and Kate sat at the dining table, stunned, as Tristian announced Romario and Namiro's engagement. The tension was palpable, and everyone could see that Romario was clearly unwilling, but no one knew why."Congratulations, bro," Leonardo said, forcing enthusiasm into his voice. Romario responded with his signature fake smile, which had been plastered on his face all day."Of course, Leonardo, you'll be our best man," Namiro chimed in, beaming with excitement. Kate scoffed, "I think that's the groom's job, don't you?"Namiro rolled her eyes. "Mind your business, bitch." Kate glared, but bit back a retort, not wanting to create a scene.Romario abruptly stood up and walked outside without a word. Kate threw Namiro a smug look. "Looks like the groom is already tired of you."Namiro's nose flared in anger. "Shut up, you two-faced bitch!" Tristian growled, "Enough! Can we please just eat dinner in peace for once?" Kate and Namiro muttered insincere apologies, stil
ALLISON POV The sunlight shone on my face, it was what woke me up, I stretched my hands to see nobody in the bed. Thankfully I was dressed, it seems like it was the master who dressed me before he left.I stood up from the bed, I saw a little note on his drawer, it read, “I had to leave early, I am so sorry but I would make it up to you. Love master.”I blushed as I shoved the note into my pocket, my skin felt very sticky and worse my body ached, but I don't regret last night. As I bathed, memories of the previous night flooded my mind. I couldn't help but reminisce about Master Romario and our night of passion. It was splendid, exceeding my expectations. Master was extremely gentle with me, and I longed to experience that again.After getting dressed, I entered my room to find Emily sitting on my bed, deep in thought. I tapped her shoulder, and she jumped, startled. "Are you okay?" I asked. Emily nodded, "Yes... you just scared me." I apologized and threw my dirty clothes into the
Allison POV Time flew by, and the days blended together in a pleasant haze. I cherished every moment spent with Romario, and my heart skipped a beat whenever he was near. The memories of our subtle touches a week ago lingered, and I couldn't help but steal glances at him. He looked captivating, driven by pleasure, and I felt my cheeks flush with excitement.Anastasia's teasing voice snapped me back to reality. "Lover girl, hello?" She waved her hands in front of my eyes, and I blushed at the nickname. Everyone in the manor knew about my involvement with Romario; his affectionate nature made it impossible to hide. I playfully rolled my eyes, and Anastasia chuckled."Hey Anastasia, are you done with the garden work?" I asked, feeling a bit guilty for not helping her earlier. Romario had distracted me, whisking me away to his room that morning. I had promised Anastasia I'd assist her, but Romario's persuasive charms had won me over.Anastasia nodded, a hint of amusement in her eyes.
ROMARIO POVI woke up alone, assuming Allison had gone to do her chores. She insisted on it to quell the rumors spreading through the manor. Her determination to maintain appearances was admirable, but I wished she wouldn't feel obligated.Stretching, I headed to my father's office, curious about the news he promised. Hopefully, it was about the elusive mole Ken had been searching for. That traitor had been evading detection for far too long.As I entered, my father's gloomy expression matched the somber mood that had plagued him since Jose's departure. His eyes seemed to hold a perpetual shadow."Good morning," I greeted, taking a seat opposite him.He merely hummed, his eyes fixed on some unseen point, his brow furrowed.I rolled my eyes. "What's this meeting about?"Tristan's expression darkened, his voice laced with anger. "You tell me... You've been frolicking with that so-called pet slave of yours all over town."I sensed a lecture brewing."Why do you want to disgrace our fami
ALLISON POV I slowly opened my eyes to find myself nestled in Romario's bed, my face buried in the warm nook of his neck. His hand rested comfortably on my waist, a gentle reminder of his presence. This had been our sleeping position for weeks now, and I couldn't help but savor every moment of it. The familiarity of his scent, the rhythm of his breathing, and the security of his embrace all combined to create a sense of tranquility I'd never known before."Pet, are you awake?" Romario's low, husky voice snapped me out of my reverie, sending shivers down my spine.I stretched my body like a languid cat, arching my back and extending my limbs. Then, I turned to him, my eyes locking onto his. "Good morning, Master," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.Romario's gaze held mine for a moment before he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. His lips lingered, sending warmth spreading through my entire body. Then, he stood up, his movements fluid and deliberate, and headed to the bath
THIRD PERSON POV An unsettling silence enveloped the manor as Jose stormed out, leaving a trail of chaos in his wake. Romario swiftly intervened, dispersing the gathered maids back to their duties.Meanwhile, Leonardo rushed to Tristian's aid, helping him up from the floor where Jose's violent outburst had left him with a broken nose."Let's get you to your room," Leonardo suggested.As they navigated the corridors, Romario's mind reeled with questions. Who was this Gracia that Jose had passionately referred to as his "everything"? Why would Jose have someone else when he and Tristian had been together for over twenty years?Upon reaching Tristian's room, Leonardo gently laid him down on the bed."Thanks for your help, you can leave now," Tristian said.Romario's eyes widened in disbelief."We're not going anywhere until you explain what just happened," Romario insisted.Leonardo nodded in agreement, but Tristian's expression remained resolute, his eyes guarded."It's none of your bu
ROMARIO POVI sat at my desk, engrossed in paperwork, when a knock interrupted my focus."Come in, the door's open," I muttered, not bothering to look up.Ken pushed the door open, escorting a shivering man into my office.My brow furrowed in confusion as I set aside my pen."Who is this?" I demanded, eyeing the trembling individual.Ken stepped forward."This is the gold dealer, Boss," he replied.My expression transformed into pure rage as I rose from my chair.This was the man responsible for jeopardizing our alliance with the Genovese family.I strode toward him, my voice menacing."So, you're the one who thought he could deceive me," I sneered.The old man quivered."We paid you for the purest gold, yet you delivered fake," I accused.He shook his head frantically."I swear on my life, I gave your second-in-command the real gold chain," he pleaded.I scoffed at his feeble attempt to deflect blame."Your life was forfeit the moment you decided to double-cross me," I growled.The m
ALLISON POV "Get your lazy bones to work!" Mera snarled, her sharp tone slicing through my thoughts like a razor. I shot her a withering glare before trudging towards the kitchen, tasked with preparing breakfast alongside Emily. My feet felt heavy, weighed down by the turmoil brewing within. As I walked, I made sure to steer clear of Master Romario's path. For over a week, I had been avoiding him, haunted by the head maid's ominous warning: "He'll discard you like the others." Those words echoed in my mind like a malevolent mantra, fueling my deepest fears. What if I wasn't enough? What if Romario tired of me, just like he had with the others? The kitchen's warmth enveloped me, but my thoughts remain icy. "You're burning the sausages!" Emily shrieked, rushing to extinguish the flames dancing in the pan. I apologized profusely, my face burning with embarrassment, as I opened the windows to clear the smoke. Emily's worried gaze met mine, her brow furrowed. "What's wrong?
ROMARIO POV I woke up to the warm sunlight peeking through the blinds, illuminating my lavish bedroom. Stretching my arms, I tossed off the covers and swung my legs over the side of the bed. Today was the party in Mexico. My mind drifted to Allison, my pet. Lately, she'd been avoiding me, and I couldn't understand why.As I packed my bag, my thoughts lingered on Allison's captivating eyes. What had driven her away?Just as I zipped my bag shut, a knock at the door broke the silence."Boss, your private jet is ready," Ken, my pilot, announced."Give me a sec," I replied, grabbing my bag.I took one last glance around the room, ensuring I hadn't forgotten anything."Ready," I said, opening the door.Ken nodded and took my bag. "We need to move if we want to make our Mexico City deadline."I nodded and followed Ken out the door.The warm sun hit me as we stepped onto the tarmac. My sleek private jet awaited, engines humming."All set, boss?" Ken asked.I nodded and boarded the jet.As