LUCREZIAI stared at each of them with a shy smile. All of them have friendly smiles on their faces as they look at me. After Karina had introduced themselves one by one, I suddenly felt like the odd one out. All their fathers are billionaires, they must have came from the old money society. Even just by standing alongside with them is already enough to make you feel different.“It’s so nice to meet you!” Heather smiles excitedly at me as she twirled her hair between her fingers. They are all smiling so widely with watchful eyes as if they were angels thinking whether they should welcome me to the gates of heaven. “What’s your name?” Abigail asks.“I’m Lucrezia,” I answered curtly. They stared at me silently, not expecting me to just stop at that. They must be waiting for me to introduce my family background. “What a unique name!” Lorena spoke up like Regina George. “It’s Italian, actually.”“Oooohhh,” Karina whispered in awe. “Half Italian.”
LUCREZIA“What should I do?” I spoke in a trembling voice, as I tried to keep myself strong. I can’t be weak now that Pietro needs me. His life is in danger and I’m the only one that can save him. “I’m on my way there. I’ve also told some men to come over. You just have to find Pietro for me and make sure that he is safe.”I nodded my head hysterically as if he could see me. “I’ve looked everywhere, but he’s gone. I don’t know where else to look for him,” I whispered anxiously. “There’s no way he would leave that place, and there is no way someone could take him out of there and not get caught. Pietro is still inside that building. you need to check all the places where he could be.”I bit my lip as I paced around the lady’s restroom thinking where I could look for Pietro. I really looked for him everywhere, and with the party normally still going on, it means that he is not here.My eyes widened when I finally thought of a place where he could be
LUCREZIA“We are safe, we are finally safe,” I mumbled repeatedly to Pietro’s ear like I was trying to calm myself, not him. Relief slowly washed over me now that Pericles had arrived to rescue us. However, it is still not yet the time to celebrate with all the attackers still here and we are all still stuck in the rooftop. I pursed my quivering lips, my body still not had recovered from the trauma that they had caused us. My arms tightened around Pietro’s unmoving body protectively when I saw the man who injected poison on Pietro glance at us. ‘You won… only for now.” He seems to be trying to deliver that message through his eyes as he stares directly at me. I returned his look with a fiery gaze. Now that Pericles had already arrived, there is nothing they can’t do to harm us. With Pericles blocking the only exit out of the building, they had no chances of escape. Pericles have guns, they don’t have their own weapons.They are already lost
PERICLESLucrezia did not sleep all night after Pietro was rushed to the hospital. She sat awake beside him, never leaving his side. Lucrezia has been out of herself the whole time that no one could go through her and talk to her. She would just suddenly cry until tears would just stop falling, and then she would cry again. She continued like that, waiting for Pietro to wake up. I sighed as I brought the paper bag close to her face. “You should change,” I muttered softly. She’s still wearing the same dress she wore in the party, so I brought some of her clothes from their home when I went there to take some spare clothes for Pietro. Lucrezia slowly lifted up her head to look at me. My heart tightened when I saw her eyes that were swollen from crying. ‘How could a person love someone as much as that?’ I couldn’t help but wonder seeing how much she had cried for Pietro who is still alive. No wonder why Pietro married her in order to protect
PIETRO My eyebrows knotted together as I try to lift even a single finger. My whole body feels so heavy, like someone placed a heavy cement over me. Memories flooded over me as I tried to remember the last thing that happened. How long has I been unconscious?A small guttural sound escaped my throat as I fought control over my body. I had to inform anyone that I am awake. I need to tell someone that I am still alive. I need to talk to Pericles. I need to know what happened while I was gone. I need to know how long I was gone.Worries flooded me instantly, but I couldn’t even move my body. I felt trapped inside myself.“P-Pietro?” I heard a small feminine voice spoke above me. I stilled, knowing that voice too well.‘Lucrezia?’ I could only mutter her names inside my head. My senses are all over the place. All I could feel is the throbbing ache in my head. What did the guy injected in my body?I felt like I received a thousand punches in a single night. Even that is an understatem
PIETROPericles’s eyes were so big like he had found the most important piece of the puzzle. He just found a link to those attackers making us know that those two attacks were connected with each other. Now that we are sure that we only have one enemy, we have one less thing to worry about. Right now, all that is left for us to do was to find out who this enemy us, by forcing him to reveal himself t us. I grazed my teeth with my tongue as I pondered about the connection that the attackers has.I don’t know how to make sense with it all. I find that the similarity between them two, to be so strange and broad. It makes the whole even more harder too understand. The more I get this clues, the more clueless that I get. I feel like I’m getting farther and farther away from knowing who my real enemy was. The links between my attackers are simple… they are psychopaths. That is the only thing I could describe them. The way they attack is
LUCREZIAI sighed as soon as the two best friends joined forces to force me to leave the room. I just told Pietro to rest and don’t stress, but that stubborn man wouldn’t listen to me. I sighed once again upon the realization. Letizia used to be the person on my spot, and I used to be the person who was being stubborn. Now, Pietro’s the one being stubborn, and I’m the one who doesn’t know what to do about it. I finally found my match.Instead of wondering what they were talking about and stressing myself over something that I don’t have any control of, I decided to buy a meal instead, knowing that Pietro would be hungry.I contemplated whether I should cook a quick meal for him instead since he really liked my cooking the last time I cooked for him. However, I know to myself that if it’s me cooking, it will never be a quick meal. Instead, I ordered meal instead at a famous restaurant for takeout. Pietro will be eating his first food in three days so i
PIETROMy heart tightened when I saw Lucrezia trying to hide her tears away from me. All I wanted to do was to comfort her and make her stop crying, but I know too well that no words would comfort her. So, I just did the only thing I could instead. I hugged her. I hugged her and just like that, the weight, the things I was trying to ignore, all came upon me instantly.On the outside, I always acted strong for Lucrezia. I always acted like I have everything figured out in front of Pericles. I am Pericles and Lucrezia’s anchor. Pericles looks up to me and Lucrezia holds on to me. They gather their strength and hope from me so I couldn’t show them that I’m weak. I can’t tell them that I’m afraid, that I wanted to give up. No one knows how I’m hurting in the inside, how I’m feeling the pressure because of the weight of responsibilities that I have. I had to stay strong for all that depends on me. That’s why I understood what Lucrezia is feeling righ
“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