Eva was looking at Esposito’s estate from the balcony; it was a huge place, and there was tight security all around. How can she forget that this is what the life of a mafia is like? She remembers her old days when she was just a normal reporter and used to wait for hours to interview the celebrities and big businessmen, but still she was happy in that life because it was a simple life—no guards, no guns, only peace.Eva's gaze swept across the sprawling estate, the lush gardens, and the imposing walls that seemed to suffocate her. She felt like a bird in a gilded cage, trapped in a life that wasn't hers. The security was suffocating, a constant reminder of the dangers that lurked in the shadows.As she stood there, lost in thought, her mind wandered back to her old life. She remembered the thrill of chasing down a lead, the rush of adrenaline as she waited for hours to get a scoop. She had been a normal reporter with normal problems, not like this...this mafia's wife.She longed for
"Stop the car," she shouted."No," said Rafael."Rafael King, stop the car before I jump out," she held the door handle tightly.Rafael was forced to obey Eva, and he pressed the brake hard. As soon as the door opened, Eva got out of the car."Eva, come back." Rafael shouted, but she was walking on an empty road; she needed time for herself, but Rafael could not leave her like this; she was his wife, and his enemies could do anything at any time.Rafael's feet pounded the pavement as he ran after Eva, his voice echoing through the empty road. "Eva, wait! Come back!"Eva didn't stop; she didn't even flinch. She kept walking, her pace steady and determined.Rafael gained on her, his long strides closing the distance. "Eva, please!" he shouted, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Don't do this!"Just as he was about to grab her arm, Eva spun around, her eyes flashing with anger. "Leave me alone, Rafael!" she spat,Rafael's face twisted in frustration. Rafael's grip on Eva's hand was like
Eva's eyes flashed with defiance, but she didn't move, unsure of what to do. Rafael's fingers began to work out the knots in her hair, his touch gentle yet possessive.As he worked, his eyes never left hers, his gaze burning with intensity. Eva felt trapped, caught in his web of control, yet a part of her couldn't deny the thrill of his touch.Eva's eyes fluttered closed as Rafael's fingers trailed down her bare back, his touch sending shivers down her spine. His caress was gentle yet electrifying, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.She felt her tension melt away, her muscles relaxing under his touch. His fingers danced across her skin, tracing the curve of her spine and the swell of her hips.Eva's breath caught in her throat as Rafael's hands reached the small of her back, his thumbs pressing into the sensitive flesh. She felt a spark of electricity run through her body, her heart racing with anticipation.Rafael's touch was mesmerizing, hypnotic. Eva felt herself getting lo
Alexander enters his penthouse; as soon as he enters, he feels someone's presence; the door of his room was open, and a little light was coming from there.He goes towards it and sees that Rosalina is staring at one of his paintings hanging near his bed; he knows that the owner of the house has arrived."You can really do beautiful artwork.""How did you get in?""It's not a big deal for me, and anyway we are partners, so you shouldn't mind me coming to your house.""Stop talking nonsense.""Alex, how can you forget our deal? Let it go. Just tell me that painting is that of Eva, isn't it?""What does that have to do with you?"She laughed, "No, it doesn't matter to me. I'm just curious if she was naked in front of you to make nude paintings or if it was just your imagination."Alex clenched his jaw. "Get out of here, and don't interfere in my personal affairs."Rosalina laughed, "I was just joking, Alex; you got offended.""Don't forget, Alex, we can use each other to get what we want;
Eva's mind wandered, her thoughts a jumbled mix of emotions and memories. She thought about how she had met Rafael, the charismatic and mysterious stranger who had swept her off her feet. She remembered the whirlwind romance, the lavish gifts, and the promises of a life together.But now, as she sat in the opulent bedroom, surrounded by the trappings of Rafael's wealth and power, she couldn't help but feel suffocated. The mafia world, with its secrets and lies, its violence and corruption, was not what she had signed up for.As she sat there, lost in thought, her personal maid, Elisa Norman, who was in her 50s, came and asked politely."Ma'am, would you like some tea or coffee? Or perhaps some breakfast? You've been sitting there for a while, lost in thought. Is everything alright?"Eva looked up, startled, and smiled weakly at Elisa. "Oh, Elisa, thank you for checking on me. I'm just...thinking about some things. But yes, a cup of tea would be lovely."Elisa nodded and headed to the
As Eva went downstairs in the evening, she noticed her alleged mother-in-law arrive with a group of women who appeared to be wealthy.as she descended the stairs, her eyes scanning the room with a sense of trepidation. There, in the midst of the opulent living room, stood Eleanor, Rafael's mother, surrounded by a cluster of women who exuded an aura of superiority. Their designer clothes, dripping with diamonds and pearls, seemed to scream "wealth" and "status.".Eva recognized the tactic instantly—Eleanor had deliberately brought these women here to intimidate her and make her feel like an outsider. The cold, calculating glances they cast her way only confirmed her suspicions."Ah, Eva, dear," Eleanor said, her voice dripping with condescension. "I'm so glad you could join us. I've brought some of my friends to meet you. This is Victoria, wife of Reginald Thornton-Furst, and Helena, wife of James Parker-Smyth."The women's eyes narrowed as they took in Eva's appearance, their gazes li
"What is going on here?" Rafael turned towards them; he looked at his mother and then at Eva."Why don't you ask your wife Rafael? For a mere maid, she is insulting my guest, who had just come to meet her."Rafael looked at Eva; there was no expression on her face."I am sorry, master; all this happened because of me," Elisa said, bowing her head."You don't need to apologize, Elisa; it's not your fault, Victoria; apologize to Elisa right now," Eva said again."Did you see the audacity of this girl? She doesn't even have the manners to talk.""Mom!" Rafael said"I am doing what I should do; this is my house, and it is important for me to know how people behave with each other here because every person has the right to live with dignity; servants are not slaves." Everyone was surprised to hear Eva's words.The room fell silent, with all eyes on Eva. Rafael's expression changed from surprise to admiration, while Eleanor's face turned red with rage. Victoria and Helena exchanged nervous g
"How dare you come in front of me?" Rafael said angrily."I have come to talk and nothing else," said Alexander calmly.Rafael's eyes narrowed, his face red with rage. "You have no right to be here, Alexander. After everything you've done, you think you can just waltz in and expect me to listen to you?""I have come to talk about Eva."On hearing Eva's name, Rafael's expression changed, his anger faltering for a moment, replaced by a flicker of surprise and curiosity. "Eva?" he repeated, his voice softer now. "What about her?""You and I know very well how dangerous it is for Eva's life if she stays in your world. It's time to get her out of this world."Rafael punches him, "How dare you say all this? Eva is mine, and she is safe with me. I will turn this world into ashes if something happens to her.""This is a mafia world, Rafael. I know the reality here. And Eva too. I have seen her. She is not as happy as she was with me," he said, wiping the blood from his lips.Rafael's eyes blaz