Emma. Lacy and I spent some time at my parents' house and decided to return to the apartment. What my father revealed to me shocked me. Whatever the truth was, I knew that it would be heart-wrenching. If what he told me about Tomas causing us to be taken into slavery was true, I will seek retribution. It was wicked of Tomas to drive my family through such a traumatic experience because he wanted me to be his mistress. I remembered the events vividly. When I arrived home that day and found my family in silver chains, I remembered Tomas's phone was off. I remembered how he pretended to be serious about helping me out. How he kissed me and said, he loved me. He apologised for all he did, yet he was the cause of everything. All because I said no. As we rode back in the cab to our apartment, the rage began to rise in me. Not wanting to draw a conclusion, I decided I would have him investigated. I had the power and resources to do as I pleased and planned to use it. "Is everything Okay
Luca. Emma's father's suspicions were the same as mine. I believed Marcelo and Tomas had something up their sleeves. I suspected it had something to do with Gibson's death, but I hadn't had the time to look into their deeds. My half siblings were still at large, Deigo was still missing, and an unknown group of people wiping out families were still anonymous. I had a wedding to plan, and I did not know how I would manage my time. I wanted to marry Emma and claim her, but it was all looking overwhelming all of a sudden. My resources were stretched thin. I sat on the balcony of my apartment, waiting for Tevin to come so we could check out the duplex he picked. Emma's brothers had been very helpful to me in a short period. I was glad I trusted them with some tasks. Omegas or not, they were dependable, and I admired them. I planned on telling Emma that we would have to rush the wedding so we could deal with pending matters. I did not know how she would take it, but I prayed she would tak
Luca. We arrived at Somberg in the night, and I was eager to see my sister. I did not rest. I hurried to the hospital and went straight to the private ward Gerald had helped move them to. There were men at the door of Luciano's room, and they greeted me and parted the way for me to enter the room. My sister sat on the couch in the room, sleeping. She had lost weight, and she looked tired. It was apparent they had run away without money. Why didn't she come to me? Why didn't she trust me enough with her secret? I would have been mad, but I would have helped her. There was no way I would be stupid enough to kill the father of her unborn child. What Catalina had done had broken my heart completely. I was grateful to the goddess that the Motzaretti clan did not attack her too. Their only target was Luciano because they did not attack her. I needed to know what he knew of them and why they had come for him. Luciano was hooked to a machine and looked like he was in critical condition. I k
Luca. It took a while before Luciano was fully awake. The drugs they had given him to induce sleep had worn off, and the medical staff came to take him off the machines. He was alright and did not need help. Catalina had tears of joy in her eyes and kissed his forehead gently. I maintained my distance while sitting on the couch, so I did not shock him. He wept a bit, and they both held each other; He had thought she would die, and she had thought he would die; it was a miracle that they still had each other. I was glad my sister called, and I was glad that I was willing to help out. The moment the medical staff left, I cleared my throat, and Luciano looked in the direction of my voice. I watched the colour drain from his face when he saw me, and I knew why. Luciano was uneasy with me in the room. He did not speak, and Catalina just held him. He had lost a lot of weight, and he had dark circles. They must have been through hell before they got attacked. It was sad to see how far the
Emma, Moving to the new house was easier than I expected. Luca had it all planned. A moving company came to pack our luggage. Apparently, that was all we were moving with. The Apartment was going to remain as it was with the furniture intact. It made life easy. Katya's room was beautiful. It was fit for a princess, and I knew she liked it. She was too young to appreciate the effort put into making the place look lovely, but the beauty amazed her, and she smiled and played with the things available in the room. I was worried about Luca's trip and his reunion with his sister. I knew he had a bit of a temper, and I was unsure how he would handle it. What Catalina did was messed up, but she had her reasons. I could not fault or blame her for it. Lacy was worried. I could see the nervousness on her face; we had kept the truth about Catalina's reasons until now. She took it better than I expected. I guess the fact that her daughter was on her way back to her gave her comfort. I was glad a
Luca. We arrived at the duplex late in the afternoon. I was eager to see how my family had settled. Catalina and Luciano walked into the house. "Wow, Luca, I did not expect you to relocate," she said, admiring the duplex. It was small compared to my mansion in Ashfield but homely. Emma made the mansion homely eventually, but this place looked more homely than the mansion. There was still friction between Luciano and Catalina. I knew it would take a while for my sister to forgive him. They had claimed each other, so it was obvious she would have no choice but to forgive him eventually. I longed for the day Emma and I would wear each other's marks. I could not wait. I wished we could claim each other before the wedding, but I knew it was up to her. Miranda was home, and Katya ran toward me. She hugged my leg, and I lifted her and spun her around. She giggled. Catalina reached out to hold her, and I handed her to Catalina. "Hello, little one, I am your aunty," she said and rubbed her
Lacy, We arrived at the shopping mall in Celio. I was to meet up with someone there. I knew I should have come alone because I did not want anyone to know what I was up to, but I asked Emma to join me last minute because I trusted her. I did not plan on getting her involved in my plans, so once the person I was meeting at the mall showed up, I would excuse myself and return to her after my meeting. I was eager to get the meeting over with, so I could go home and see my baby, Catalina. I was mad at her for running away the way she did. I did not care about Alessandro's feud with the Russo. That was Theo's problem; he was out of our lives now. I doubted Luca would care about trivial matters like that, either. I was glad Catalina had the heart to call her brother in her time of need. I was grateful to the goddess for it. I was still yet to recover from the death of my Roberto; I wouldn't be able to cope if anything had happened to my baby. We sat in the restaurant in the mall to eat
Theo. Everything was spiralling out of control before my eyes. I did not know what to do. I knew it wouldn't be easy, so I did not think things through. Luca hated me, and I knew he had every right to feel that way. Living with a secret for years was hard, and not having anyone to tell or talk to about it was difficult. I did not lie to Lacy when I said I loved her. I really did, but I felt obligated to Karolyn. She never moved on, and her health was thought of concern. I knew Lacy would not accept the twins. That was why I kept Karolyn around so she could take care of them. She blackmailed me for years until I had no choice but to dance to her tune. I could not let my father down and did not want to abandon my sons. As twisted as the situation was. I loved both women. I loved Lacy, and I loved Karolyn. Karolyn was my first, and Lacy was my soulmate and backbone. Leaving her wasn't easy and still isn't. Sometimes I lay in bed wondering what she was doing and how she felt. I did not kn
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