Emma The sorrow was immense. Luca cried and broke a lot of things. I became scared that he might lose it. It was an enormous trauma. The Alessandros wanted a quiet funeral, and so it was only family members that were invited. I didn't want to go because I did not qualify as a family member, but Luca had insisted. I did not want to face his mother, so I tried my luck again while putting on my clothes. "Maybe I should remain, Luca. Your mother would be in pain right now, and you know how much she hates me. This is not the time to ruffle her feathers." I asked gently, and he was silent; then walked up to where I was and turned me around to look at him. His eyes were sad and angry. The incident had touched him in the worst way ever. "I want you beside me, Emma. I need you there," he said in the words he could manage. Since the incident, he had spoken few words. He hardly slept at night, and most of the time, he would come home covered in blood that did not belong to him. I knew Luca had
Emma. Heather and I spoke for a while on the phone, and soon I hung up. I sat in the living room watching television; I was bored. I really did not have anything to do. Getting a job was out of the question. I dared not walk into any establishment as Luca's wife to look for a job. I stayed at home all the time except when he took me out. It wasn't fun, but I endured it. Two men walked into the house, and I stood up immediately. I had never seen them before, but they looked important and powerful. I did not know what to do because Luca wasn't home. "Good Afternoon Mrs Alessandro?" One of the men said. He had brown eyes and dirty blonde hair. He was huge, and I could see the tattoo on his neck. The other had dark hair and dark eyes. He was taller, about six foot three inches. I rarely followed Luca anywhere, so I did not know who these men were, but it seemed like they knew me. Had Luca been talking about me? Judging by all that had been happening, I had to be careful. My only comf
Luca. I wanted to take Emma to visit my parents, but I decided to spare her the drama and asked her to stay. My mother still blamed Emma for Roberto's death. She said I would have hung out with him if she wasn't in my house. She said I turned Roberto down to be with Emma, claiming she was a distraction and could lead me to my death. She did not even understand that I had almost died, and Emma saved my life. She didn't know that I was resting after recovering from the gunshots. I wouldn't have left my house regardless. But she was right about one thing. I prefer to spend my free time with Emma than my brother, and I do not regret it. That one decision saved my life. So if Emma was a distraction, then she was a damn good one. My mother did not understand how grateful I was for turning Roberto down. I would have been killed along with him. Goddess knows who he pissed off because I doubted that had anything to do with the power struggle. Emma being in my house saved my life. I warned m
Emma. THREE MONTHS LATER (Six Months into the contract). I was glad I had that talk with Luca. After our little fight, things changed as he promised. Catalina was respectful and used few words. I ran the house as a wife should, and I slowly began to forget my place. Luca was always busy. From the way things were happening, it seemed like the person he was looking for was good at hiding. He was often frustrated when he came back up, and it was up to me to calm him down when no one else could. It was so bad that even Catalina usually came to plead with me to beg her brother on her behalf. It was as if I was the only one that could get through to him. It felt good, but I was worried also. When I finally leave, who would he lean on? Luca returned home exhausted. There were splatters of blood on his shirt, and I did not ask him whose it was. I never bothered. It wasn't my business, and it wasn't my place. He looked a bit tense, and I did not know what the issue would be, so I thought of
Emma. I was planning to head downstairs when I heard Luca and his mother arguing. Their voices were loud. I could listen because I was at the staircase; if not, their conversation would have been incoherent. Lacy was hurting about something, and Luca wouldn't have it. I moved closer to hear clearly. I wasn't into sticking my nose where it doesn't belong, but when you live in a big house and aren't allowed to go out, you start trying to find things to amuse yourself. "I am afraid you are losing yourself, Luca. How can you let that girl into your business? She can betray you. Did you forget you have a temporary arrangement with her? You are spending too much time with that girl, and I hate to see you broken when she finally leaves. How can you let her in on your business knowing she would leave, Luca?" She can sell our family secrets to our enemies. You paid a considerable sum for her; what would stop her from collecting money from another party to sell you out? She is an Omega from a
Luca. I could not believe we had only four more months to go. I wish I could pause time for eternity, but I knew it would be impossible. I had only four months to go. Four months to love her and create more memories with her that would keep me for the rest of my life. Saying she would move far away and cut off after this got to me, but I knew it was for the best too. I can never love anyone else the way I love Emma. I hated my life. I wished it was a lot simpler and wasn't at the top. I would have kept her in my life permanently without regret. I had started working from home to make every second count. I hoped she wouldn't forget about me and if there was another life that we would meet, fall in love and build a life together. Emma was an angel, and she had no place in hell. Emma was excited about the vacation, and I wanted to give her a good time. She deserved it. I was glad I got her involved with my business because she did it diligently with all her heart. She was honest, and s
Emma. I could not believe my eyes. Luca had invited Kyle and Heather to come with us. I did not know how much I missed them until I saw them. I was in tears, hugging them. I turned to Luca and thanked him. He smiled back at me. "Emma," Kyle said; he looked rich. He was a very handsome guy. His black hair was short and curly. He wore a white shirt and grey pants. He looked sophisticated, like a small boss. He smiled at me and his cute dimples shined through. The dullness in his eyes was gone. They were alive. Then it caught my eyes. He had a mate mark on his neck. "Since when, Kyle?" I asked him, and he touched his mark lightly. "A month ago. She went to visit her folks. That is why I could come." He said, and I was so proud of him. Our luck had indeed changed, and it was because of Luca. Kyle's mark also made me jealous, realising that my neck was bare and there was a possibility it would remain that way. We went into the jet; it was exquisite. I had never been in an aeroplane, l
Emma. Heather and I walked by the beach in our bikinis. Humans and werewolves were present on the shore, and they lusted after us. Heather had a beautiful blue two-piece bikini on while I was still wearing my two-piece white bikini. I had taken off the orange net blouse I had over it. I knew my skin would get a good tan. I tried to keep Luca out of my mind and have fun with my friend. I wondered what Luca was doing, but I knew he was probably with Aldo doing whatever he wanted to do. We had checked on Kyle in his room, and he was sleeping. I did not want to bother him, so I let him be. We walked to a beach bar. I had my card with me, which would be the first time I used it. We ordered drinks and some guys came to sit with us. I did not bother to chase them away; there was no use. As long as they kept their hands to themselves, I was alright. "Hello, beautiful ladies," one of the guys said. He was blonde, and it was apparent his pearly whites were fake. He looked like he had some wo
Luca. Leaving Emma at home with the women, the rest of us decided to have the last meeting at the packhouse before everyone left. For the first time, Luciano joined us. He was hurt to learn of his brother's betrayal, and he later admitted that many things made sense to him now that the truth was out in the open. We also found out that they were able to get Perez and the other three families based on Mario's cooperation. They had promised the idiot the alpha of Ashfield, and he had taken it. To think my family disliked the Russos because of betrayal was ironic because Mario had just betrayed everyone who cared about him and his well-being. It was a shame and hard to fathom why he would do it, but the bottom line is he did it and almost succeeded in helping them to wipe us out. Deigo's death was a sweet victory. I had carried out my anger for Roberto and Emma on him. As for my brothers, I could see why Emma was not afraid of them. They were feeble-minded and gullible. Because of what
Lacy. I had my heart in my mouth all through the night. I prayed to the goddess to keep them safe. Mathias and his wife were with me in our house, but I couldn't focus. Knowing that there would be a fight and Theo and my son would be there scared me. I was mad at Emma for following, but I knew she would not agree to remain as I did. I just had to hope that the goddess would make it easy and they come home to me. Katya had fallen asleep on the couch, and I linked Miranda to take her to her room. Every time Mathais or Leonard's phone rang, I was on alert. I could hear the pounding beat of my heart. I was afraid, and I dreaded the worse happening. I prayed to the goddess to protect them and bless them. I promised to be more forgiving and quick to let things go. I promised to express myself a bit more if she brought them home to me safely. Leonardo's phone rang at ten in the night, and my brother had to keep the suspense high by walking away from the living room to answer the call. I knew
Luca. We arrived at the venue by six in the evening. I was eager to get it over with. I wanted it to be over. Hopefully, it wasn't a trap, and we succeeded. I wasn't happy that I was to spare the lives of the two creeps there who were my half brothers, but a deal was a deal, and I did not plan on going back on my word. As terrible as the Motzaretti clan were, they had united all the families. Having one enemy and fighting for survival made all of us realise what was best. I hoped we won the fight tonight and kept the lessons that Johanna Wallace helped impact on us with his ruthless ways. Before we came there, we researched and realised the guy was a nobody. I could easily take him, but I had to be careful. I turned to look at Emma beside me and touched her thigh. ''You have to promise me you will be out of that place once Marco and Randy have been bound with Silver. We do not know their strength level, but I need you to be safe so I can focus and end this guy." I told her, and she
Theo The day of my initiation had finally come, and I noticed Karolyn was uneasy. She was better now, and I was glad I could get her meds. She looked nervous, and I knew she was worried. I had assured her that Luca would spare our sons, so I did not know what her problem was. "Why are you looking worried," I asked her, and she looked at me with tears in her eyes. "I am worried about how tonight will play out. I have never been in a fight before, and my uncle is cunning. What if he kills my sons to teach me a lesson?" She asked, and I understood her fear. I remembered the note he sent her along with her meds, and I knew the guy was a heartless man. He was ready to let her die the most excruciating death simply because she did not give him the kind of information he needed to be successful. Karolyn was supposed to be his niece, yet he treated her like something he could use and discard. I understood her fear because the man had no regard for life, family or bonds. He was a monster. It
Emma, Luca told everyone what Theo had told us, and they were excited and shocked at the same time. We had all been waiting for this break and finally had it. "I say we make an example of those traitors and kill them most excruciatingly," Mathias said out of anger. He did not seem like the type to handle betrayal lightly. We had been living in hell for a while now, not knowing where the problem was coming from; instead of those two workings against them, they decided to drink the cool aid. Mathias was mad. "This makes a lot of sense now. Every effort we have made to get the cult has been futile. They have been one step ahead of us all the time. I now realise that Mario Russo was the issue," Mathias said, and I knew his pain because we had a few general meetings with Marco Diaz and all our plans had no headway too. They were smart to recruit one person on each side. "We can't kill them. We do not want to create a problem for ourselves. It is still based on speculation. We need proof
Luca, A week had passed, and my father was still yet to get to the bottom of the matter. The woman was a tough bitch to crack. Mathias told me my father had called to ask him for money and that it would be nice for me to reconcile with my father. I knew all of them thought the fight between us was real, and I could not wait to end the pretence. The investigation wasn't getting anywhere, and it seemed the people were getting comfortable in the packhouse. Slowly it was beginning to seem like we would be in Celio longer than expected. I did not know what to do. My mother had pleaded with me to tell my father to abort the mission, and slowly I began to agree that if another week should pass and Karolyn didn't crack, I would ask him to come home. I would rather have him with me than far away sleeping with the enemy. I sat in my home office going through some reports when Emma walked in. She had dark circles, and it was partly my fault. We had not been sleeping. We tried to stay awake as m
Theo, I sat in the house a bit impatient. I wanted to call Luca to find out how Lacy was doing, but I was being careful. I needed to keep up my pretence just in case I was being watched. I remained in the house doing all I would have typically done when I believed Karolyn had cancer. I decided to make some calls to ask for money. I knew she must have bugged my phone by now; I couldn't wait to stop the pretences. She returned later in the afternoon looking sad, and I wondered what was up with her. I was honestly getting impatient and did not want to linger with her anymore. Her mood was down, and she looked sick. She walked passed me and went to the bedroom. I tried to look at her as she moved, and it looked like I was admiring her, but I was just curious. A few minutes later, she entered the room, popped her head through the door, and smiled at me. "Aren't you coming?" She asked, and a grumble almost escaped my lips, but I held it. I smiled and followed her. How could she switch
Lacy. Why would Theo do this to me? I was only trying to make him suffer before taking him back. I was honestly relieved that he did not send that message and that he did not leave me for her. I guess she played her cards well. The bitch. If I had not received that message, I wouldn't have sent him horrible messages, and he would have just checked on her and come home. Karolyn had complicated our lives for her selfish gain. I doubt if she loved him. She was just using him. I was mad at Theo for risking his life like this. I knew it was a good cause, but the price was steep. I knew I could not be crying and moping about my room. I had to make decisions that would aid his cause. I sat up in bed and set aside my hurt. I locked my room because this was a crucial moment for me. Every decision I made now would determine the outcome of things. I needed to find a way to aid Theo from afar. Emma had knocked on the door a couple of times. She had also brought Katya to knock on the door. Emm
Luca, It had just been a few hours, but I was uneasy. It was almost afternoon, and I was still waiting to hear from my old man. I knew it would not be like magic, but I was hoping he would get there, get what we needed and get out, but it would not be that way. I knew he would have to work on the bitch. She had been masterful and played him for so long that it would be only befitting if he did the same to her. My mother was hurting. She had not been alright since she learned what had happened, and I feared for her health. The moment Emma left her, she locked herself up in her room and wept. I waited for Castelo and Aldo to return before sending for my uncle and Emma's brothers. I wanted us to meet at my house before we went to the packhouse and give them a fictitious task to perform. We needed whoever their mole was, if any, to always have a report to provide the cult with, so my father would be successful. I prayed to the goddess to keep him safe. My uncle wasn't far behind, and w