I was in a daze the whole day as I watched my family bond with her. A mafia leader. The thought made me feel dizzy and nauseous. I was in mixed emotions the whole time. I don’t know when she’ll blow up and pull a gun to kill each one of us. She’s a walking time bomb.My mom introduced her to my grandma who was bedridden yet talks too much. She’s the reason my mom couldn’t leave the house to work. She had to watch over Damian and my grandma. I was the only provider of the family. That’s why I have to work hard. It’s the reason why I have to do what I had to do. Mortgage, bills, my grandma’s meds, they’re budget for the month- the list goes on. My dad died when I was just sixteen. He had an accident at their construction site. Although the company paid for compensation, it wasn’t enough for us. I was seventeen when I started working part time. I did a lot of odd jobs until I found a steady one at a diner. The owner was a friend and took me in willingly, understanding my predicament.I
I instinctively swallowed down my own saliva, throat bobbed up and down at the sight before me. Her beauty is that of a goddess and a body to match. She’s perfect and beyond.She grins when she sees my stunned state. “Ciao, tesoro.”Her voice pulled me out of my reverie. I remembered that despite being carved to perfection, she’s actually a witch. The nickname managed to put a frown on my face. I still have to find out what the heck that means.“I… I’m ready to talk.”There was a huge burden on my shoulders weighing me down. I don’t know if telling her the truth is right. It’s not like I have a choice. But she’s right here with my family and if I do something wrong, I don’t know if I can ever forgive myself for letting her harm them when I have the power to avoid it.Cara sat on the edge of my bed, discarding the towel that once caressed her dark hair. She pats the bed, gesturing to me to sit beside her. I followed defeatedly like a dog.She was silent and I knew she wanted me to star
“Good morning, dear.” Mom greeted Cara and somehow managed to ignore my presence in the dining room as we both emerged. “Buon gior-” She stops and realizes that she was responding in her language. “Good morning, Violet.” She replied with a smile. Mom convinced her yesterday to call her name rather than calling her with honorifics. She tilted her head to the side and looked at her questioningly. “You’re not really American, are you?”Cara looked at my mom with mirth. “I am a full blooded Italian.”Her eyes sparkled in interest and excitement… again. I sighed, letting myself sit on the chair. Breakfast was already laid on the table. It looked like a feast with all that she prepared. “No wonder you have this accent. It’s not that obvious but it’s there. You are so beautiful, too. And goodness! You are so tall.”Mom was 5’2 so she admires women who’re gifted with height. I roll my eyes. “You already said that countless times yesterday.” I muttered lowly but she heard me anyway and ga
“Dylan Ross…” She reached out and wrapped her hand from the nape of my neck. She pulls me to her, our faces inches closer to each other.“Swear your loyalty to me.”I couldn’t hold back my surprise. Her piercing eyes steady in mine, meaningful with a threat and warning.“I… you… you promised me.” Reminding her of her promise about my family. “I don’t break promises… unless you betray me.”I shook my head vehemently. “Never.”“Good. I’ll give you whatever you need, even whatever you want as long as you swear it.”“I swear it!” I said rather enthusiastically. I cleared my throat in embarrassment. “I mean yes.”For my family. Everything for them.She released a playful grin. Her fingers from the nape of my neck started stroking my hair. Warmth started to build from my belly.“Good boy.”---A few hours later, we arrived but it wasn’t in my apartment. I couldn’t ask Cara since she hastily stepped out of the car and immediately went inside the building. I stopped short, jaw dropping whe
DylanWhen I came back after a whole week of being AWOL, everyone in my department bombarded me with questions on where I had gone and what happened. As said in my medical certificate, I told them I had an accident and brushed off any further details. I told them I didn’t want to talk about it. Miles and Aiden, on the other hand, weren't having any of it. They wanted to know every little detail of what happened. I made a more believable explanation instead. It wasn’t exactly a lie since it really did happen. I told them that I visited my family and the medical certificate was fake.It didn’t take much of my convincing powers since I do have the capability to produce a fake certificate and they knew I hadn't really visited them for a very long time so it was only reasonable. Honestly, the certificate was anything but fake. It was real, authentic, legit. I knew she could easily obtain things like that but it never ceased to amaze me. Imagine having power and money like her. I don’t ha
He was surprised that someone, and a woman at that, interrupted him. He slowly put down his gun and turned to Cara who was still pointing a gun at him. The two matched their height.He scoffs. “I’m indeed surprised. A woman dared to point a gun at me. Who might you be?”Cara showed him one of her wicked smiles. “You should know. I mean you did steal from me.”He laughs in mockery when he realizes what she meant. “You? A woman in the mafia? Do not make me laugh, darling.”She grins. I see the glint of mischief in her eyes that pass by like a blur. “I figured.” She drawled.The movements were so quick that I almost didn’t see it. He waved his arm with an intention to swat her arm away that was holding the gun. He knew he failed when Cara shot him in his shoulder.Her smile widens. “Ah, ah, ah.” She looked down at him who was screaming and groaning in agony. Blood spurted towards the floor of my apartment as he hugged his deep wound.I knew her to be cruel but I never expected that she’d
It was only just half of the day and I’m already completely exhausted. Aside from the fact that Hudson tried to drain me from giving me countless piles of work, sleep had abandoned me for the past few days.Everytime I shut my eyes, I remember that man’s eyes as he lay dead on the floor of my apartment. Despite the emptiness, the fear it held could not be mistaken. Blood stained her crisp clean white suit and she embraced it with pride. She was cruel, vindictive, ruthless.The best decision I ever had was to play submissive the first time she seeked me out. The worst was lying to her and I suffered the consequences for that. The mark on my thigh was the living proof. Ironically, she gave me medicines and ointments to erase the scar. I thought for sure she wanted to keep it as a reminder of my stupidity. She was kind yet not. Once again, she confuses me.“Hey…” I turned to see Amilia joining me in the pantry. “You okay? You look really exhausted.” Her lips lifted in a small smile. T
I was shocked when I found out that Cara was related to the Ranallos. Not to mention the party we were going to was for Marco Ranallo, himself. It was his birthday. I had a hard time to recover when I found out that he was actually her uncle.When Cara stepped inside the mansion, she was met with a lot of embraces and kisses, the unending how-are-you’s. Everyone was so excited to meet her again that it got very boisterous and buoyantly chaotic for a moment. It seems she wasn’t able to come to their family gatherings for quite a while thus their initial reactions.There were a lot of guests and I heard they were all relatives. It was pretty obvious when they all looked like Italians, like her beauty. I was embarrassed for a minute thinking I might be the only one who’s an outsider. Cara introduced me as her assistant even though her cousin brother was staring at me like I’m some object of amusement. I’m actually kind of nervous and scared of what he might do to me since that night. Th
Cara“Ciao… fratello mio.”Vassily stilled at the sound of my voice. The door of his office paused midway from closing, his hand froze.I smirked at his reaction. I never caught him by surprise despite my random appearance.“Is something the matter, Vassily?” The tone of my voice was smug and teasing and I knew he noticed that even with his back facing me.He slowly turned around, eyebrows knitted together in a frown. “What are you doing here, Cara?” He sauntered towards his desk, not happy that I was the one occupying it. “What are you doing here?” I returned his question with conviction. “Of all places you have business with, it had to be England, huh. Couldn’t you be more obvious enough?”“I thought I was trying to be.” He retorted mockingly, arms crossed in front of his chest as he stood in front of his desk. “You know what, why don’t you just answer my question instead considering you already know mine.”I let out a sardonic smirk. “Let her go.”For the first time in my life, I
Seeing that she wasn’t moving from her spot, I got up and strolled towards her. Sleep abandoned me as soon as I saw her.I stopped a foot away from her. I reached for her face and paused midway when she looked away, evading my touch. I was caught by surprise but I didn’t think deeply of it. I knew she had a long night. I didn’t want to be naggy about it. Being with her is all that I need.“I’ll prepare a bath for you.”Cara stripped her clothes as soon as the water was warm, filled with her favorite scent. I longed to join her in the bathtub. By the cold look on her face, she wasn’t in the mood. She didn’t even care to wipe the blood off her face. She just sat there submerged in the water. Ignoring my overthinking, I stripped off my clothes and braved myself to join her. As soon as I settled myself behind her, I washed off the stain from her face and body. All the while, she was still and I wondered what’s on her mind why she was acting like this. I hoped it wasn’t because of me beca
“Why are you staring at me like that?” Franco asked while munching on his breakfast that I had made for him. I guess I was used to cooking for them back in New York. When I saw him coming into the kitchen, I offered him breakfast right away.He was smirking when he asked and I knew he knew why I’m staring at him like that.“You deliberately sent me right in to him, didn’t you?” I crossed my arms to my chest.“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He was trying to act innocent but his eyes said differently.“What if that guy murdered me in here in cold blood? He looks like he won’t hesitate to kill me.” I said to make him feel guilty.“And yet you weren’t even hesitant to show your possessiveness.” He teases. Warmth spread all over my face at his comeback. He sighs before speaking seriously this time. “Truthfully, he was already getting on our nerves. He pissed off most of the men here. If he wasn’t our boss’ business partner, we would’ve slit his throat.”“And why exactly isn’t Car
“You’re right. I am not.” I answered, studying him. “I’m sorry. Are you looking for Cara? I’ll go get her-”He cut me off by abruptly standing and taking his steps until he reached my front. I felt pissed at the blatant disrespect.“You must be one of her playthings. Is that why she denies me?” He said it so calmly as if he didn’t just insult me. His eyes were scathing and searching for something that he knew he’s better at. I clenched my fists, controlling my anger. Who the fuck is this guy? In the back of my mind, I have a hunch why he’s here and who he is in her life. “Excuse me? Who the fuck are you anyway to say that?” I almost growled at him. If I’m not careful, I don’t know what he's going to do. If he’s Cara’s guest then he must be some big shot working with her. And this guy obviously has a thing for my woman. It was too late to realize that I already let out a cuss. He scowled at me and in the next second, he raised his arm obviously to hit me but stopped midair when Cara
“What?” He exclaimed as he pulled away from me with wide eyes. As if he had forgotten our mind blowing orgasm. “You love me?”I roll my eyes before replying. “I have always been in love with you. It's the reason why I easily spread my legs for you.”“Can you be serious for once?” He said with a frown. I knew he was doubting my answer.I laugh. “I assure you I’m serious about that.”He then pulled away to sit up. I moaned at the feeling when he withdrew his shaft from me. I grabbed his neck and pulled him back against me with a shattering kiss. He succumbed for a few seconds but then pulled away again and quickly sat up. “Cara, please… I really want to talk. You telling me you love me changes everything. I came here to say goodbye to you completely. I decided to accept that you will never feel the same way. But then this happened and here you are telling me you love me too.” I could see tears glistening in his eyes as he rambled. I sighed. “Is that so?” I paused for a second before c
I stare at her in shock. My tongue was lost for words. I tried to gather myself to speak and when I opened my mouth— she beat me to it by pressing her lips to mine. She pulled me closer, devouring my mouth like a hungry predator. I was still in shock and the fact that she suddenly kissed me, it took a while to register what was happening. It was too good to be true. I had to make sure so I pulled away.I pushed her gently. I felt the separation of our lips. It must be real. “Wait… Cara.” I watched her in a daze with my cheeks all flushed. My eyes traveled to every part of her face, especially her lips. Fuck.I’m kind of disappointed. She’s looking at me the same way she looked at me before she kissed me. Cold and unbothered. The kiss made me expect something… but I guess I was wrong.But then she pulled me again for a kiss– a hungry passionate one. I was taken aback by the force. I was overwhelmed, confused. I didn’t know what to do. I already said goodbye and this is not the respo
“Cara… please.” My voice is begging and desperate. She tightens her hold on my throat, I wheezed in both pain and surprise. She never goes beyond just holding my neck. This was the first time she instilled pain while holding me, not unless she’s furious. Do my feelings enrage her? Tears pooled in my eyes at the realization. She doesn’t feel the same way. She doesn’t want me.My hand clasped her wrist in an unhurried motion. I nodded at her. “I’ll go.” She then let me go.I stare at her for a while. Her cold look squeezed my heart in agony. I never thought I could love a woman this way. I couldn’t even fight with all I’ve got. What’s even my all when this woman already has everything… a lot more than I have? What’s a simple man like me offer her? Love is simply not enough.Wordlessly, I turned around. I stopped short as my hand clasped the handle. I remembered one of the small reasons why I was also adamant to be here. “By the way, please transfer the shares to your name. The company
I got up early in the morning for our usual run. A few weeks ago, Leandro offered to continue my training. He told me it would be good to vent out my emotions through sparring in which I agree. It also keeps me physically fit and maintains my shape.Ever since they started to convince me to go out and stop jailing myself inside my room, I’ve been out most of the time, hanging out with them, especially with Leandro. The guy was fun to be with. On the other hand, Damian had started calling him dad. He teased me that I should start to call him dad, too, which I tried. Both of us froze at the fact that it sounded uncomfortable and hilarious. Our relationship was leaning towards friendship rather than a father and son. We laughed about it and agreed that it’s better to call him by his name. Leandro calling me son doesn’t share the same feeling though so sometimes he calls me that. I’m also ashamed to admit that I’m slacking off at work. I only work a few hours a day and sometimes not. Iro
Weeks have gone by, my thoughts of her never wavered. I thought maybe a part of me has moved on by now. Whether it’d be big or small. And yet it felt like nothing had changed, I still feel the same way about her… deeply and irrevocably. Why can’t I love her any less?On the bright side, my relationship with Leandro was growing better. After I walked out of our talk that day in the park, he still came after me. He was relentless. He didn’t stop until he conveyed what he wanted to say. Even though I refuse to believe it, he still hinted that there was a reason why Cara did what she did and it was for my benefit and so as for my family. This is probably one of the reasons why it’s so hard for me to move on, aside from the fact that she’s my first everything. I’ve never desired anyone as much as I desired her. Even my feelings for Amilia couldn’t compare to her. I wasn’t this obsessed and sulky when I had feelings for her for a longer time. Mom was so happy that we were able to bond ag