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
LUCREZIAThe wait didn’t last long, thankfully my father had arrived before Letizia could do anything irrevocable and humiliate me in front of Pietro.I’m glad that my father was on the same page as me. Instead of making our guests wait or telling them to go back home and come back later, my father placed them on top of his priority list instead and abandoned all his schedule as soon as Letizia called him and told him about the guests. Now that we are all complete and the food is finally cooked, we all sat around the dining table with a large feast at the center of the table. Our cooks, cooked us a great meal with different dishes to choose from. As usual, everything is Italian, made by real Italians with real Italian recipe. Although we live in America and there are a lot of other cuisines available here, nothing hits like Italian. Italian foods just hit us in our hometown. I actually missed these foods we eat at hoe because in Britain, although there were It
PIETRO “I promise I will tell you everything.”What happened last night flashed in my head as the words I promised Lucrezia echoed inside my mind. How could I tell her those words? What a cruel man I am to answer her with a promise that I am hesitant to fulfill. She was pouring her heart out on to me and I gave her an empty promise instead. I even demanded trust from her when I couldn’t show her trust myself. Truly, Lucrezia doesn’t deserve to be with a man like me. Out of all the men in the universe, why does she had to fall in love with me?A man like me could only bring her more pain and trouble than happiness. She’s committing her life to suffering by committing her life to me. I shouldn’t have pulled her into this, but this is the only thing that I can do to ensure her a better life. Things will only be worst for her if she marries Eros. That man would never protect her, he will hurt her himself. Eros will only use her because a selfish man
PIETROThis is bad news. A very bad news. One of the Dons are hiding something, and I don’t know which of them was. Aside from that, I don’t even know how their organization works or how big it is. How am I going to face something that I know little about, much more go against them?Since they even have connections with random civilians and could order them to kill anyone they want, I could only assume that this is a big organization and that I couldn’t underestimate its power. This makes it more bad than it was as it puts all my plans at risk and with the wedding coming near, I don’t have the time to hold back my plans and wait for another year.It took me everything to get here and now another threat comes to crush all my plans at this most crucial time? I can’t let that happen.I can’t let these powerful enemy defeat me and I can’t also move or change my plans all the same.Right now, everything seems hopeless once again. My mission to eradicate all the crime families, to erase
LUCREZIA My hands trembled lightly and my palms were sweaty as I sat on my bed staring at the tall mirror in front of me. I forced a smile on my face, but my lips only curled into a crooked smile.I could hear my heart pounding in my ears as I try to relax myself and get rid of the thoughts that were entering my head. I’m not sure of what I’m truly feeling. Was I anxious or was I scared? ‘Why does my eyes look sad? Isn’t this what I wanted?’ I asked myself as stared eye to eye with my own reflection. I looked down on myself and twiddled with the white fabric of my wedding gown. Today is my wedding day, and I’m already wearing my wedding dress and I’m in my bridal makeup.I’m fully ready. The servants helped me with the dress and makeup, and when they were done, I excused myself to them and asked them to leave me alone in my room for a moment.Before this day ends, I would become married to Pietro making me feel overwhelmed. I’m not sure exactly what to feel. I love him that I am h
LUCREZIA The day ended in a bliss. Before I knew it, I was married.Since both me and Pietro came from a luxurious family, our wedding wasn’t short of anything. The whole ceremony was grand and prominent guests that were invited came bearing gifts. Businessmen, politicians and other people came to witness the wedding, including our family’s friends that were part of our family business. With so many guests that came to bless us and celebrate the wedding, Pietro and I weren’t able to cross our paths often. The groom is busy catering to other guests and I was busy catering the others too. The only time that Pietro and I were able to face and talk again was when we had our dance together as husband and wife. I’m glad that my sister, Concetta and Agrippa were here to accompany me for the rest of the day. The three helped me lift my mind off my problems with their crazy stories about their lives as a wife.Agrippa and Concetta were the most happy to see me get married like them.Even
“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