LUCREZIAI smiled at my sister’s resounding laugh. Instead of pointing her out, I stayed silent and giggled along with her, not wanting her to go back to the sour mood that she had. I secretly hoped that she had already forgotten that she was just mad at me. I looked up at her when she spoke as I go along with her.“You see? Even I were feeling second hand embarrassment from you,” she adds after her laughter had died down.I frowned once again when I remembered that she wasn’t just laughing earlier, she was laughing at me. “So what?” I asked, still acting ignorant and stubborn. “It’s the reason why Pietro and I became close to each other. If it wasn’t for that maybe we wouldn’t have been engaged by now.”“Yeah, you continue doing that and you are going to get dumped on your wedding day,” she muttered sarcastically making me frown. “Pietro’s going to realize that he made a mistake asking you for marriage.”“You’re just a pessimist. You always assume the worst that could happen.”“May
PIETROMy lunch has just arrived. My stomach growled as soon as my house servants came into my room holding my tray of food. Pericles stood by the entrance of my room, making sure that I receive all the help I need so I would recover quickly.Pericles has been supervising the whole thing. He also made sure that I follow the doctor’s orders and that I eat whatever is served for me on time. Pericles watched me like a hawk, giving me no space or no chance to do whatever I want.I slowly scooted backwards until my back touched the headrest of my bed as the servants served me lunch on bed.I honestly wanted to go back to my usual routine where I can eat alone on the table, but even that Pericles wouldn’t allow me to do it. Pericles is strict on making sure that I do the doctor’s orders. He didn’t want me to move much and put pressure on my my injury so I did most of the things on bed.I never liked eating food on bed, it reminds me that I’m sick as if the pain of my injury wasn’t a const
EROSThree days ago…“AAAARRRRGGGHHHH!” I yelled loudly as I threw the glass that I was holding across the room. I pulled my hair in frustration and my eyes bulged as I burned in anger. I breathed in slow ragged breaths as I try to calm myself from anger.It was Pietro. It was him who is making me this angry right now.I thought everything is finished. I thought I have already handled him and had him under control. Pietro was supposed to be a solved problem for me. I was supposed to be celebrating today after hitting two birds in one stone.Pietro would be dead.I would be engaged to marry Lucrezia.And I would be happily celebrating my already ensured future without anyone to stop me.This day is supposed to be a day of celebration, not until Pietro showed up alive and well at the party earlier without even a single injury on his body. The person I thought would be dead by now is alive and just appeared in front of me earlier as if nothing had happened. The guy I hired to kill him
EROSI held the fake smile on my face as I stared at Raimondo with an amicable expression. I’ve been holding the same expression for the whole day since Pietro appeared at the engagement party earlier. Since morning until now, all I did was present a smile and pretend that all was well with me as I hid anger deep in my heart. With so many guests present at the engagement party, I couldn’t risk anyone to see what I was really thinking about the whole event. It was easy to fool everyone and make them think that I was hhaving a good time in the party even though I was boiling in anger from the inside.No one would have any idea how much effort it took me to be all smiles all day and to keep myself from bursting out from the real emotions that were boiling up inside of me. Not to mention the time when I had a personal conversation with Pietro. I even had to force out a laugh in front of him as I play along with his pretentious facade. He had no idea that during inside our whole conv
EROSIt was so easy to fool Raimondo with words. All I had to do was mention my father to him and pretend to be a dutiful son that cares for his deceased father to make him regret his words.I couldn’t hide the smile on my face as I stared at his furrowed eyebrows and the far gaze he has in his eyes. Judging by his expression, I knew I already won him with my words.Italians are known for being family centered people. There’s nothing that Italians valued so much as families. We are familial people and for a man like Raimondo who have a dead wife and two daughters, I know there’s nothing else he treasures so well except for his two daughters whom he love with all his heart.There’s nothing he understands well but the love that a father has for his children and the love that children has for their father. Raimondo looked up at me when he felt my long stare. He was taken aback to see me watching him that he felt conscious of himself. He straightened himself and his warm expression turne
PIETROLucrezia never came back and she didn’t left any explanation about it. At first I thought she would be back in no time, but she didn’t came for two days straight.Without any idea of what is happening to her, I naturally felt curious about what’s going on with her. I know it isn’t like Lucrezia to just disappear without any explanation. That’s why on the third day, I decided to give her a visit instead.I thought I’d need to check on her to make sure that everything is fine with her since she also didn’t send me a message or called me either. I was getting worried and there is only one way that can stop me from worrying about her. “The doctor clearly said that you need to rest. Where are you going this time?” Pericles asked as I tied my shoes by myself.I looked up at him, droplets of water from my wet hair flew around, making my clothes and my bed wet. I just came out of the shower and I’m already wearing outdoor clothes which shows that I have
LUCREZIAI had already lost hope that Letizia’s advice would really have its effect on Pietro. She said that by leaving Pietro all by himself, he would feel very bothered because of my absence. She said that by ignoring him for two days, it would drive him crazy to come visit us instead. So far, I couldn’t see her words working. For two days, Pietro never came and I never received a single message or call from him. I don’t think that her promises were really working. As the third day nears by, I could tell that she’s growing anxious every hour as she starts to doubt her own words too. Letizia is like an open book, all I had to do is look at her face to know what she was thinking. She couldn’t even held back her surprise when Pietro appeared right in front of her.She looked like she saw a celebrity when Pietro entered our doors. Even Pietro felt uncomfortable by her stare that I had to step in and call her attention elsewhere before she makes a complete fool of herself.She wasn’t
LUCREZIAI tilted my head to the side as I looked at him more closely. He doesn’t look as pale as last time, in fact I could already see the faint color growing on his lips. It seems like he is recovering well and he is not neglecting himself.Of course with his consigliere looking after him, he wouldn’t be allowed to neglect himself fully. Since he was wearing a loose sweater, I can’t tell if he had lost weight and I couldn’t see signs that he is hiding a deep injury inside under that sweater. Although he is wearing black, I could still see vitality in his eyes and his skin has that rosy complexion that shows he is recovering quickly.I’ve never saw him wear anything this casual before, so this was a new look for me. He actually looked very unlike him. He looked more soft than rough, like a guy you could pass by anytime in the street. However, this isn’t the first time I’ve seen him wearing all black. He looks good on dark shades and not all people can look good with that color. I
“Shit! Shit! Shit! You imbeciles! I’m paying you money and you can’t even kill one damn man!” Eros was agitated and he couldn’t stop yelling while staring at his computer. He had cameras all over his mansion so he could see everything that was happening. Eros had never seen Pietro fought anyone before. He didn’t expect him to be this good. He is like James Bond, taking down so many people at a time. Eros is not fully aware of Pietro’s past. He has no idea about the training that he got as a little child. Pietro was trained to be like a killer machine. His training could be likened to that of Black Widow, if only that character was real. Eros kept sending and sending all his people, but Pietro killed all the men trying to stop him from reaching his wife until Eros had no one else to send and stop Pietro anymore. Lucrezia had no access to the computer, but she witnessed how Eros was scared out of his wits as he watched what Pietro is doing to his men. Lucrezia could also fully hear
Lucrezia’s stomach turned. Even though they are criminals and big time mafias, they still have their own principles and things that they couldn’t bring themselves to do.Eros is just pure evil, a monster.He is a disgrace to the mafias. What kind of man could say those words with a straight face.“What does these things have to do with my father? What does it have to do with Pietro? Why do you have to kill him?” Lucrezia asks.“You see, your father and I share the same goal. We want to be the best in the Commission and Pietro is an obstacle stopping us from reaching that goal.Lucrezia felt more guilty upon hearing this. She thought Pietro was the one who was greedy. She thought he was the one trying to become the next capo di tutti capi.“If that is so, then why spare me? Why spare my father? I’m Pietro’s wife. Why not kill me with him?”“Because your father and I had a deal.” Eros answers taking Lucrezia by surprise.“A deal?” Lucrezia mutters breathlessly feeling like she just disco
“Vaffanculo! Vaffanculo!” Lucrezia curses repeatedly inside her car as she drove along with other Italian curses that she grew up hearing from their Italian helpers at home. Lucrezia pressed on the gas pedal, speeding at the almost empty highway at dawn to reach her husband at home who has no idea that his life is in danger. She shouldn’t ave gone to her home. She shouldn’t have told her father anything. She shouldn’t have stuck her nose where it doesn’t belong in the first place. She shouldn’t have opened the door to Pietro’s office and indulged herself in the secrets that he was hiding. No wonder why Pietro is keeping things from her. Just hours after she found out his secret and she had already placed Pietro’s life in danger. Lucrezia had no idea that her father is working with Eros Cassiano to get rid of Pietro. She should have known that in the mafia, everybody has their own dark secrets and hidden agendas to hide. The fact that Pietro has one, shouldn’t have surprised her an
Raimondo was silent for a long time as he listened to his daughter as she confides into him about Pietro’s secret. Raimondo earnestly listened without questioning her daughter’s words or interrupting her. Raimondo just stared into her daughter’s eyes as she went on with her story as if he was listening to her because he was worried about her. Lucrezia is supposed to tell her father about what Pietro’s secrets that she had just found about, the secrets that she discovered in Pietro’s office, but she changed her mind last minute because she thought it was a very important secret and it could implicate Pietro’s life, so she couldn’t rashly share those things to her father. Additionally, Lucrezia knows that her father would react negatively if he founds out bout that. Even she reacted so negatively when she finds out that her husband is planning something against the Commission. Unless she had ensured everything, unless she had everything straight with Pietro, nobody can find out abou
PIETRO woke up because of his nightmare. For the first time, ever since he slept in the same bed as his wife, he woke up with the same dream, the same nightmare again.Ever since Pietro was a child, there wasn’t a night when he had not woken up haunted by nightmares. He always dreamed of the same thing, the friend that he killed. Every night, he would jolt up awake and the last thing he could remember was the picture of him pulling the trigger and killing his friend. His dream is very vivid like it all happened again. It was always exactly how he remembered it happen. Saying that Pietro was traumatized would be an understatement. Pietro was broken by his past, and only Lucrezia was able to piece him together. Through the love and kindness that she showed him, Pietro was able to forgive himself and see his value. Pietro calmly sits up, his breathing was rash and heavy like he had just ran a marathon. When his racing heart had finally slowed down, he opens the light beside him caus
It’s already evening when I arrived home which means Pietro must be waiting for me at home. I wasn’t planning to stay outside until evening, but I had to travel between two different cities because Agrippa’s house and the place where I am going to get the key are located at two opposite cities. I wore a huge smile on my face as if I had the best day of my life as soon as I entered home. Just as I am expecting, Pietro is waiting for me at the living room just like how I always wait at the living room for him to welcome him home. Pietro’s eyes dropped on the shopping bags I’m carrying as soon as I entered the door. Seeing this, he did not dare ask where I went. He just assumed that I went for a shopping spree. On the way home, I stopped at a mall and shopped random things so that Pietro would think I spent the whole day at the mall. “You had a great day?” Pietro asked me as he walked towards me.I grinned at him. “I bought everything that I wanted.”“Good, you own all my money. You
Agrippa sighed at the other side of the door, the loudest that I have ever heard her sigh. She knew that there is no way I’d leave this place. Even though my foot is hurting, jammed and pressed at the foot of their door, I wasn’t willing to remove my foot and let her go.No, I won’t leave this place, not until I find out everything that is happening, and not until I have given all the help that I could give her. No one deserves to be abused like that. No woman or no wife should live in the same house with her husband abusing her. My face softened and my heart ached inside my heart when Agrippa finally opened the door, revealing her inside. Agrippa refused to look at me on the eye. Her head is lowered in shame even though she had nothing to be ashamed about. I swallowed hard, not saying anything. You wouldn’t know what to say once you saw a hurt person in front of you. I’m afraid that if I say something it will only make Agrippa close herself from me even more. Asking her if she’s
LUCREZIALife was back to normal when Pietro had arrived back home. Our life routine is back, and things got pretty boring for me once again as a wife who is always left at home without anything to take care of.If only Pietro gave me kids to take care of, then I wouldn’t have to feel so bored and I would stay all day at home without any complaints.I have sent Agrippa a message that I would visit her today. Although I haven’t received any reply from the heads up message I sent her, I decided to still just go. At least I have given her a heads up. Wheteher she replies or not it’s actually out of my control.With the help of Pietro’s driver and bodyguard that he had hired specially for me. I went to the mall first to buy something for Agrippa and her three little kids.I do not want to go there empty handed. Besides, I rarely go to their house to visit and I don’t give gifts to Agrippa’s kids often. 
LUCREZIAI stared at the ceiling as I lay on the bed with my eyes wide open as Pietro softly snores beside me. While Pietro is having the best sleep of his life, I couldn’t sleep because of I couldn’t stop thinking about the conversation we had in the car.For some reasons, Pietro’s words doesn’t sit well with me. I really don’t believe that Orenzio is the man behind all of this. I don’t think it’s possible that Orenzio knew about his father’s disease beforehand and that he was the one who told Serrano about it.I couldn’t forget the surprised look on Orenzio’s face and the anger that he felt as Serano stood on the stage making accusations against his father and telling everyone that he was hiding his dementia.Even if that was all just an act, I don’t believe that Orenzio could pull all that off so perfectly. A person always leaves a hint when he lies, and his eyes always tells