LUCREZIAI froze on my place as I continued to eavesdrop on Pietro and Bianca’s conversation, trying to decipher the meaning of their words and get to the bottom of what they were actually talking about. Right now, there is nothing else more important than finding out the secrets that Pietro is hiding from me. Even though I was hurt by Pietro’s words, I decided to stay and continue on secretly listening to their conversation than to flee and protect myself from getting hurt even more in the expense of not finding out the truth. I know too well that the world doesn’t revolve around me, and I learned it the hard way. Today, what matters is the secret that I need to know and not the things that might happen to me once I found out that truth. Once I find out the real reason why Pietro couldn’t give his heart to me, I will be able to willingly let go of him without any regrets. It would also be able help me in the healing process, since I need to know and accept the truth before I cou
LUCREZIAMy breath hitched and my heart started pounding in my ears when I heard Bianca’s question. My face turned serious as I await Pietro’s answer. I had asked the same question to Pietro many times before, and every time I ask him that question, I always get the same answer from him.He made it clear to me that the only reason why he married me was because of my position and the power that I will bring to his business. He only married me merely because I were a Rocchi, and it would be a waste of opportunity to let me end up with the Cassiano crime family instead. However, hearing Bianca’s words made me realize that Pietro’s answers were a lie. Pietro did not marry me to benefit from our marriage. In fact when he married me, he willingly placed himself in danger instead. What danger could probably that be? Why would Pietro even marry me and place himself in danger because of me? Why would he lie about the purpose of our marriage. If Pietro indeed married me even though it mea
LUCREZIA 8:20PMMy lips quivered and tears started to fill my eyes when I heard the most painful truth in my life. I bit my lower lip and pressed a hand over my mouth to silence my cries. What should I expect in this situation? Wasn’t I the one who forced myself on Pietro?I was the one who did all things just to have him. I even forced him to go on a date with me by using a lame excuse of a favor that I gave him when we were a child. I should have known that life is not just about marrying the person you love. I was so immature back then. I only thought of myself, but I never thought about his side. Imagine being forced to marry someone you don’t love and deciding to stick through that marriage only out of pity?Life doesn’t end once you get what you ended. There is no happy ever after. in real life, you story only ends when you die. Just because I ended up marrying Pietro, it doesn’t mean that everything is finally done because I already got what I wanted. Until now, I never th
LUCREZIAThe words that left my mouth were sudden. Clearly, my sister never called me asking for my help. It was just an excuse I made myself out of nowhere. It wasn’t in my plans to leave Pietro behind with Bianca and live with my family for the meantime. However, that’s what I think I needed right now. Since I’m planning to file a divorce on Pietro, I think it would be just right for me to distance myself from Pietro as early as now. Especially that I still have some attachments on him. Love is not something you can just forget or even stop feeling. Pietro will always be my first crush, my first love, and my first husband. He is the only man I ever loved this way in my life. Letting him go will never be easy.The least that I can do was to take baby steps, to slowly let him go so I wouldn’t have to suffer that much. I need to prepare myself from the future pain. The things that are yet to come for the both of us. I had to be strong. I need to hold myself together. I can’t just
LUCREZIA“If you’re going to leave, I suggest that you don’t come back,” Bianca spoke firmly without hesitance and fear in her words.Maybe it’s because there is no one in this room to hear her words. If someone had heard her, they would surely think that she is being rude at the person who lives in this house. With my back turned on her, a small smile appeared on my face upon hearing her words. She is speaking exactly what was in my mind. Just like Pericles, I never thought that Bianca could read minds too. I guess it explains why the late Don Carusso is impressed by her more than he was impressed with Pericles. I thought that Bianca only said those words because she wanted her chance with Pietro, and that by leaving, I would be giving her that chance that she wanted with him. I never thought about the meaning of her words more deeply, I thought she meant the first thing that came to my mind.So, instead of answering her and acting possessive on Pietro by using my title as his wif
LUCREZIA“Sorella!” Letizia shouted happily when she saw me arrive at the mansion. She ran towards me with arms open wide, very excited to welcome me back home just like always.I smiled at Letizia. Her bright face brightened my expressions. My sister never fails to brighten my life. Even though my sister and I weren’t able to meet often as we used to, she is still the same as before. She still greets me with the same joyous expression every time that she sees me. “What made you come here? Where is your husband?” Letizia asked me with a shrill voice after separating from our hug. She looks so excited and happy to see that her sister came to visit her. I watched her as she looked around me and inside my car, searching for Pietro. She thought my husband and I came here for a harmless family visit. I saw how she slightly frowned upon realizing that I came here on my own.“Oh I missed you!” I shouted back at her in equal excitement as I wrapped my arms above her shoulders to press her i
LUCREZIA “Of course not, why would we fight?” I answered back rapidly, startled by Letizia’s sudden question. Our conversation was going pretty well on a another topic, but she just had to ask me that question. I thought I had already distracted her and caught her attention on a different topic. My eyes just went wide at her sudden question. “Come on, Lucrezia. Small fights with your husband is not something that you should be ashamed of. Couples fight most of the time. I was expecting this to happen actually,” Letizia replied casually not making a big deal out of the issue. “I’m telling you the truth, we are not in a fight.” I repeated more firmly this time. “Wait… You are expecting this?” I asked her, my face changes from being annoyed to surprised. My wide eyes squinted at her suspiciously. Was she secretly wishing that I would get into a fight with Pietro? “Wow, is that really what you think of me?” Letizia shots back when I gave her a suspecting look.I gulped and composed
PIETROI clenched my jaw as I steeled back my hand hanging from the air to stop myself from doing anything to stop Lucrezia from leaving and put myself on an unwanted state.I didn’t want Lucrezia to leave, but there is nothing else I could do to stop her. I know I could just grab her and force her to stay if I wanted to, but I don’t want to give her the wrong signals. I don’t want to make her more confuse than she already is.Besides, if I forced her to stay, she would surely demand an explanation for me. That is something that I cannot give to her.I blinked and kept my free hands in my pocket to steel myself.“Whenever you are ready to tell me, then you must tell me about it. You don’t have to worry and be misguided by your fear. Whatever it was, you know I will learn to expect it. You know how much I love you and how far I’m willing to go for you.” Lucrezia’s words echoed in my hea
“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