(Alessio's POV) Lisa and I came down from the car after we arrived at Salvatore's territory. It took a lot of pressure before I agreed to let her come here. I had earlier refused her request to meet up with Salvatore, but she kept insisting that she had made a deal with him and wanted to prove to him that she wasn't a weakling like he thought she was. It was surprising how she was able to learn basic fighting skills in just two months, but I wasn't really happy about what she bargained with Salvatore. What if she fails? Well, there was nothing to be afraid of because I would never allow him to touch my woman. I can't win over him in combat, and he can't win over me either. It would definitely be a bloodshed between us if, by chance, Lisa fails and he tries to kill her. "Let's go in, Alessio," her voice broke through my thoughts, and I let out a sigh. If I had a choice, I would have just gone back home with her, but right now, I don't have a choice since it's somehow ha
(Writer's POV) Lisa was pushed out of the car the moment it halted. She yelped when she got a scratch on her knee, but she managed to stand, entering through the gate and staring at the tall building in front of her. "I'm going to get the gun and leave before the building explodes," she muttered to herself. Just as she was about to step into the building, someone kicked her from behind. She didn’t see it coming, so she fell to the ground. Lisa tried to stand up, but another kick from the man sent her sprawling again. The man smirked and walked closer to her, attempting to stomp her with his boots, but Lisa rolled away, and he stomped the ground instead. She quickly got to her feet, and the man tried punching her, but Lisa dodged the punch, recalling every swift dodging move she had learned from Alessio. He continued aiming at her, but Lisa kept dodging his punches and kicks. Finally, she was able to flip over her shoulder. He groaned in pain, and Lisa seized the opportuni
(Writer's POV) Alessio got to his feet, and his eyes widened in shock as he saw the burning building in front of him. The fire was massive, and its reflection danced in his eyes. For a moment, he couldn't move; it felt as though his feet were too heavy. His mind spun as the fire continued to consume the building. "Li...sa," he stuttered, his eyes misting as he walked toward the flames. He didn't care about the burning building—he only wanted to find the woman who meant the world to him. "Boss Alessio!" Ivan screamed loudly. He quickly rushed out of the car he had used to follow Alessio and ran to him, grabbing his arm. "You can't go in there, Boss. It's dangerous," Ivan said. "Let go of me!" Alessio bellowed, jerking his arm away. He tried to enter the burning building again, but Ivan blocked his path. "Move!" Alessio commanded in a deep voice, though his eyes betrayed his emotion. They were filled with tears—something Ivan had never seen before. "Don't go in there
(Alessio's POV) I caressed her hair as she lay peacefully on the hospital bed. She had so many bruises all over her, and I felt bad for every single one of them, especially her shot arm. She had gone through so much, and it was all because of me, but I was happy she was still alive. When I saw the building burning, it felt like my heart had stopped beating because I had thought she had died. If she had died, I don’t know what would have become of me, because life would have been meaningless to me. She was my source of joy, my oxygen, and my salvation. I just love her too much, and that's why I couldn’t stop thanking the heavens for being there for her. I stared at her as she slept soundly, and a smile crept across my face. She needed a good rest after what she had gone through last night. "You’re so stubborn," I muttered and smiled, caressing her hair slowly, watching her beautiful face. Ivan entered the VIP room, and my eyes shifted to him. "The Godfather is getting ready to
(Lisa's POV) I felt so happy hearing from Alessio that Salvatore had left Italy. It wasn’t easy to ace the mission he gave me, but I was glad I was able to push through, even if I had almost endangered my life. It was a way for me to prove my love for Alessio, and just like I had promised him, he wouldn’t have the same fate as his father. Moreover, it would be impossible for me to kill him. He was way stronger than me, and aside from that, I would never have a reason to kill him because I loved him so much. "Is it necessary to buy a gift for them?" Alessio asked with a frown as he pushed the cart. "Of course, it is. I miss Isabella and Vanessa so much," I replied. "It would have been a different case if the items were for you. Why should I spend my money and time buying stuff for people I don’t care about?" he complained. This was the fourth time he had complained, and I never thought he even knew how to complain until now. "If you don’t want to do it, I will," I frown
(Lisa's POV) A naughty smile crept onto his face after I informed him I wasn't wearing panties. "Why aren't you wearing one?" he asked as his fingers found their way under my flared short skirt, and he pinched my clit a little. I moaned softly. The kind of moan that always made him crave me. His huge length was already touching my entrance, and I couldn't wait to have his full length inside me. My pussy had already adjusted to his size, so the only thing I'd feel was the sweet pleasure of his cock. "You asked me not to wear panties, remember?" I reminded him, and a naughty smile deepened on his lips. "Yeah, I did. It seems like you only obey me when it comes to things like this," he murmured, playing with my clit under my skirt. "Alessio," I moaned, biting my lower lip, my eyes closed as I enjoyed how his fingers played with my clit. I was already so fucking wet. During the two months I trained, we didn’t really have sex, and I missed having him inside me. I'm sure h
(Writer's POV) Bianca angrily slammed her phone against the wall after calling Salvatore for the tenth time, but he still didn't pick up. She was seething with rage because Lisa had humiliated her by winning over Salvatore. Her fury intensified when she discovered that Salvatore had left Italy, which was why she was trying to call him—only to be ghosted. "Ahhhhhhhhh!!!" she screamed like a deranged woman, banging her hand on the table repeatedly. She never once thought that Lisa would come back alive. Her hopes of having Alessio for herself were about to be crushed because Lisa had won over Salvatore. Bianca tightened her fists as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. "This isn't over yet, Lisa. Since the Godfather can't kill you, I'll do it myself. I'll make sure you disappear from this earth, and there's nothing Don Alessio can do about it because he can't kill me. I'm going to kill you, Lisa!" she swore under her breath, her eyes raging with fury. A few minutes
(Alessio's POV) While enjoying my cigarette, I felt thirsty and decided to go to the kitchen to get a bottle of water. Just as I stepped into the kitchen, I heard Vanessa asking someone over the phone what she should do. It was surprising to see a cellphone in her hand; I had given them strict instructions not to have any cellphones. I didn't trust any of them, which is why I made an order that they shouldn't have cellphones with them. They only go home to see their families once a year, and they are always taken out of the house unconscious and brought back unconscious when it was time to return to work. "Who are you talking to?" I asked her from behind. Recognizing my voice, she gasped and dropped her phone to the ground. "Boss... Alessio," she stammered as she turned to face me. I walked closer to her and picked up the phone from the ground. The call had already ended, and looking at the caller ID of the person she was talking to, it was saved as "Flora." "What are yo
(Alessio's POV) I sat at the far end of the nightclub, sipping from my bottle of tequila and smoking through my mouth and nostrils. Lisa and I fought again. We never seem to run out of things to fight about. One minute we’re sweet with each other, and the next, we have something to argue over. Why can’t she understand that I don’t want to get married or have kids? It’s not that I don’t want those things, it’s just that I want to be the last legacy of the Declan mafia world. I wouldn't want my child to go through the same pain and suffering I went through, all because he was next in line to rule the DeLuca Mafia world. My late dad tried to prevent it from happening, but in the end, I became a mafia boss. Just because I have no plans of marrying her or starting a family doesn’t mean I love her less. Can’t we just be happy together? These were the thoughts going through my mind, until a lady wrapped her arms around me. The only thing she was wearing was stilettos, as she was comp
(Lisa's POV) The drive back home was a silent one. I sat in the back seat with my dad instead of the front seat with Alessio. With every passing second, he glanced at me through the rearview mirror, but I pretended not to notice. His words still lingered, and if not for my dad sitting next to me, I would've argued with him again. "Are you okay?" my dad whispered, and I nodded with a smirk. We arrived home, and my dad and I got out of the car, but Alessio didn't. I expected him to blindfold my dad so he wouldn't know the way into of the house, but he just drove off after I got out with my dad. He didn’t say a word to me, and it kind of stung my heart. "Why did he suddenly leave like that?" my dad asked, and I forced a smile so he wouldn't notice the sadness in my eyes. "I'm sure he has something important to do, Dad." "His behavior sucks, Lisa." "That's how he is. He's a mafia boss, remember? They tend to act that way." "I don't like him for you." "I know you don't, and I ca
(Lisa's POV) I stared at my dad, completely shocked to see him in Italy. He, on the other hand, was also shocked to see me, since I had told him countless times that I was working in Japan. "Dad... what are you doing here in Rome?" I asked, my shock evident. He was the last person I would expect to bump into here in Italy. My dad was silent for a while before he finally spoke up. "I came here to visit a friend. I was exploring the beautiful places of Rome when you suddenly bumped into me," he paused and then asked, "What about you, Lisa? What are you doing here? You said you were working in Japan, right? So what are you doing here, and why do you have tears in your eyes?" He fired off so many questions at once. It felt like he was a godsend that heaven had sent to me because right now, I was on the brink of losing my heart from too much pain inflicted by Alessio's words. "Dad," I whimpered, walking closer to him and wrapping my arms around his waist as I sniffled. "Is ever
(Lisa's POV) Alessio and I walked hand in hand as we climbed the hills together. I felt happy about it because even if I didn't say it out loud, people would be able to tell that he was mine. We arrived at the top of the Gianicolo hills, and as usual, there were a few people there to watch the sunset. It was always mesmerising to see the sunset. Alessio and I found a spot, but I was the one who was more thrilled to watch it. He wasn't a lover of sunsets; he had agreed to come because watching the sunset made me happy. "It's about to start," he informed me, and I nodded eagerly. No matter how many times I had watched the sunset, it always felt like the first time, so I always got excited. I had shared a few precious memories with my mom while watching the sunset, which was why it never felt old to me; it always reminded me of her. "Aren't you going to scream like you did before?" he asked, watching me with a smiling face as the sun began to set. I grinned and shook my hea
(Writer's POV) A few days later, Isabella was discharged from the hospital and was brought home by both Lisa and Ivan. Vanessa quickly rushed to her the moment she saw her, pretending to be meek and innocent as always. "Isabella! Where the hell have you been? I was worried about you," she said in an innocent tone, though she wasn't happy to see Isabella. She wished she had ended Isabella's life when she had the chance. "Worried about me?" Isabella scoffed and glared at her. "Were you really worried about me, or were you praying so hard for me to die?" "Isa, don't be mean. Vanessa is only worried about you," Lisa defended Vanessa as always. "It's fine, Lisa. You don't need to defend me. I don't know why she suddenly grew suspicious of me, but I hope one day she believes I'm innocent of what she's accusing me of," Vanessa said and then smiled. "I prepared some food. You should eat," she smiled at Isabella. "No, thanks. You must have poisoned it," Isabella rolled her eyes. "Isa
Isabella groaned in pain as Vanessa stabbed the knife into her back. Vanessa pulled the knife out and tried to stab her again, but despite the pain, Isabella grabbed the blade. The sharp edge cut through her palm, drawing blood. Vanessa, determined to kill her, struggled to overpower her. All she wanted was to eliminate Isabella so no one would suspect her. "Who are you?" Isabella winced in pain, but Vanessa remained silent, knowing Isabella might recognize her voice. Desperate, Isabella tried to remove the mask Vanessa was wearing, but Vanessa fought to keep it on. Their struggle continued until Vanessa finally overpowered her. Vanessa stabbed Isabella again, this time in her stomach, then kicked her hard. Isabella screamed in agony as she crashed to the ground, landing in a pool of her own blood. But Vanessa didn’t care—her only goal was to ensure Isabella didn’t leave this fight alive. She raised the knife to strike again, but then she heard the pounding footsteps of Ales
(Writer's POV) Ivan's eyes slowly opened when he heard a knock on the door. He stretched his whole body, blinking sleepily, before getting up to open the door for whoever was outside. "Isabella?" he yawned, trying to see her clearly. "Can we talk for a few minutes?" she whispered. "Let it wait until tomorrow morning," he replied, attempting to shut the door in her face, but Isabella held it, preventing him from slamming it. "I thought you said you were on your monthly flow. Don’t tell me you changed your mind and want to have sex with me," he said, and Isabella kicked his knee. Ivan pressed his lips together to suppress the pain. "I know I agreed to be friends with benefits with you, but I am not here for sex. It's about Vanessa." "Vanessa?" Ivan uttered, sounding serious. Isabella nodded. "What about her?" he questioned. "Can we talk inside your room? Or should we find a safe place to talk?" she asked, and Ivan opened the door wider, allowing her to enter. "So,
(Writer's POV) "You should have been careful, Vanessa!" Enzo scolded her loudly. Vanessa had managed to escape from Alessio's house to meet up with Enzo. "I have always been careful, Enzo. I didn’t know Alessio would be awake at that time. I thought he would have been tired after having sex with Lisa, which was why I snuck into the kitchen to call you and inform you about Lisa winning over Salvatore," Vanessa explained. "But still, you should have been more careful!" he scolded again and took in a deep breath. "How were you able to survive? Alessio kills his enemies without thinking twice." Vanessa smirked and crossed one leg over the other, picking up a cigarette from an ashtray. She was wearing a black jumpsuit, which made her look younger than her age. "Lisa was able to bail me out. She used her relationship with Alessio to blackmail him." "And that devil complied?" Enzo asked, sounding surprised. "Yeah, he did. He's head over heels for her. And as for Lisa, I have
(Lisa's POV) The sickening sound of something I couldn't quite describe penetrated my ears. My eyelashes fluttered before I slowly opened my eyes. My head hurt, and for a moment, everything around me was dark. It wasn't until I regained my sight that I saw the clan's doctor packing syringes into a plastic box. She didn't seem to notice me, so I intentionally cleared my throat. Her eyes instantly shifted from her work, and when she realized I was awake, she rushed to my side. "Thank God you're finally awake," she said with relief. I tried to sit up in bed, but I was too weak, so she helped me. "Thank you," I muttered, and she beamed at me. "It's nothing, Lisa. What matters most is that you're awake." "What happened to me? All I remember is passing out after I drank the pineapple juice Nadia gave me," I murmured. "The drink was spiked with barbiturates." "Barbiturates?" I furrowed my brows. "Yes. It's a dangerous drug when taken excessively. But what matters right now is that