Natalia's POV: ‘Because he killed his mother.’ Doctor Camilla words echoed in my head. My brain struggled to process that little piece of information as my jaws hanged loose, my eyes unblinking as I stared at her.For a brief moment, silence stretched until I finally found my voice. “You're joking…” Carlo was ruthless, sure. But he couldn't possibly kill his own mother, right? “Please, tell me you're joking.” She let out a heavy sigh. “No. I'm not.” My heart dropped to my stomach and I had to lock my knees in place so they wouldn't buckle, my mind reeled with possibilities, excuses, reasons why a child would kill his own mother and I came up with nothing. “I…I don't understand… why would he do that?” I wanted to make up an excuse for him so badly. But she'd already confirmed it…Doctor Camilla's eyes softened, but the pain in them was as clear as day. “It's not what you think, he was only trying to protect her.” My head reared back, my face contorting with disbelief as I blinked t
Natalia’s POV: ‘You love him.’ “Wh…what?” My throat tightened as I sucked in a sharp breath, only to choke on my own damn spit. A burning sensation clawed its way up to my chest to my throat, leaving me coughing and gasping for breath as her hand came down on my back repeatedly.“Shit, are you okay?” She asked, still patting my back as a worried expression plastered on her face but I couldn't respond through the harsh, forceful explosion of air leaving my lungs “Fuck,” she pulled away, twisting the cap of the bottled water open and handing it to me. “Drink this.” I lifted my hand, waving her off. “I'm…I'm fine now,” I assured her, despite the uncomfortably tickle in my throat. She let out a sigh of relief, capping the bottle back. “Okay that was dramatic, what happened?”My brows shot up as I eyed her like she was crazy and maybe she was…What happened?! Really? “How could you spring that on me? Love him? I don't love Carlo!” My voice sounded hoarse, my eyes burning with hot te
Carlo's POV: I think I felt her presence as soon as her fingers met my skin but I kept my eyes firmly shut to make her believe I was still sleeping, maybe when she gets bored, she'd leave…Wasn't ready to face her and to be honest, I don't think I ever will. She'd seen me at my lowest, at the most disgusting time of my life. The very moment of my life where I'm reduced to nothing but a pathetic, sad mess.If the other heads knew I was a fucked up in the head, if they knew how weak my mind was… imagine the laugh they would have? They'd see me for what I really was… Weak and broken.That's why they can never find out…And I hated that my brain constantly fought against me to make me seem foolish, weak, pathetic…. But I deserve it, it was my punishment, something I'd leave with for the rest of my life.‘Yes, you ungrateful monster! It is your fault!’ That mocking voice at the back of my head rang out, piercing painfully at my heart. On some days I could ignore it, other times it wasn't
Natalia's POV: Fuck. His wounds look bad. I thought, feeling my chest twist with an unpleasant feeling… If only there was a way to take his pains away, stop him from doing this to himself… Well, Doctor Camilla had said we could help… couldn't wait to hear the ideas she had.“Nngh,” Carlo grunted in pain and I craned my neck even more, watching from the side as Doctor Camilla took out the damaged bandage to redress Carlo's wounds. “You still don't want the pain meds?” She asked him.“No,” he grunted and I had to fight back an eye roll. Seriously, what is his problem? He was obviously in pain. “But you need it.” The words left my mouth before I could stop myself and he threw me a warning glare.Fine. Whatever. At least he was better now, a lot calmer which is definitely a good thing. My heart could finally be at peace.In silence, I watched her expertly replace the bandage with another one after she'd cleaned up his wounds. “I think you should be careful how you move that arm,” she s
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & TWENTY-ONE: Natalia's POV: It was clear Caterina hadn't said a word to her. But why? It wasn't anything she didn't already know… I should tell her…I think it's probably nothing and I was just overthinking things. Caterina probably didn't want Angela worrying about Carlo's health.“You're unusually quiet,” She said softly, her questioning eyes not leaving mine. “Is there something you're not telling me?” I lost the battle, dropping my gaze as I pulled out my phone. “Why would you think that?” I answered her question with another. The look on her face told me she wasn't buying my bullshit. “You're deflecting.” She nudged her glasses up her straight nose. “Natalia, I'm not stupid, I've lived with zia my whole life and I can tell something is wrong. And for some weird reason, you're aware of it. So spill.” I kept my eyes glued to my phone, typing rubbish on it. “This is stupid,” she huffed, sounding upset. “Zia would definitely talk if I pester her but she loo
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & TWENTY-TWO: Carlo's POV: EIGHT DAYS LATER…Thanks to the little soundproofing in the vip lounge, the loud music blasting from the club's speakers were almost muffled.At first, coming to a club to distract myself, to just have some drinks and chill seemed like a good idea. But twenty minutes in and I'm not so sure it was a good idea anyway.“Can I speak freely?” Enzo asked, leaning back against the couch as he nursed the glass of whiskey in his hand.I scoffed, tapping my cigarette against the ashtray to expel some ashes. “When have you ever not spoken freely to me? You just use my title to mask your sharp tongue.” He pretended to be shocked by my words, clutching at his heart. “Now it hurts me to think you actually think I have no respect for you.”I puffed out a ring of smoke. “Enzo, if you had no respect for me you would have been six feet under, you know that.” “Alright, alright you have a point.” He took a sip of whiskey, setting the glass down on the sm
Natalia's POV;TWO DAYS LATER…Me: so this is it? Me: you'd ignore me forever? seriously this is so fucking childish and not what I'd expected from someone like you…I stared at my messages to Carlo and heaved a tired sigh. He's read them. It literally shows that he has and yet he doesn't respond. It had been almost two weeks since anyone at home had last seen him and this was getting ridiculous…My thumb hovered over the screen as I tried to make a decision if I should send him more text messages or not. The shrill sound of my phone's ringing tone and Doctor Camilla's name flashing on the screen made a decision for me unfortunately. No texting then…I swiped to answer the call, placing my phone against my ear. “Hello?” Hrt voice crackled through the phone. “Hi, Natalia. How are you?” “Good, I guess?”I heard her exhale deeply. “He's still avoiding home?” More like avoiding me. “Yes and he won't reply to my texts yet he reads them. All of them.” I heard her curse under her breat
Natalia's POV: ‘Luca is back.’ Why did that seem like trouble? Naaa, I was overthinking again. As the words escaped Enzo's lips the world seemed to have stopped, my eyes were wide with shock, Doctor Camilla's brows were almost kissing her hairline and from the shocked expression on Carlo's face… he hadn't expected that either. Wait… didn't he have Luca followed? I thought he knew his whereabouts since he was keeping a close eye on him. Surely, he would've been informed beforehand that his son was returning to Italy, right? “How do you know that?” Carlo broke the silence as he strode across the room to Enzo, taking the phone from his fingers. He glanced at the phone's screen and whatever he saw on it confirmed it; Luca was home. “This is nuts,” Enzo half laughed. “We couldn't even find him the last time he was spotted in Andorra. It felt like he knew we were following him and he was running away and now he shows up back in Italy. Willingly… What is going on in his mind, w
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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & EIGHTY-NINE: Natalia's POV: My eyes fluttered open and the first thing I noticed was the big hand resting on my waist and I stiffened.Carlo?Carefully and slowly, I turned around coming face to face with a sleeping Carlo. Like this, he looked so peaceful and even more gorgeous. So he came back to bed, cuddling with me. I thought. I could stay like this for hours—days—and not move, I love being in his arms like this, I love being this close to him. For the next ten minutes or so, I lay quietly, until his eyelashes fluttered open revealing those gorgeous eyes to me.“You're awake,” he mumbled in a deep, throaty voice and I smiled.“Yes,” I whispered. “I was watching you sleep,” I said before I could stop myself, almost like my mouth had no filter.He smiled. “You enjoy watching me sleep?” Maybe more than I'd like to admit. “I don't know,” I lied, avoiding his eyes. “I'm thirsty, could you move your arm?” “Don't stress yourself, I'll get water for you,” he i
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & NINETY:Angela's POV: HOURS EARLIER….Rueben was finally getting better and Camilla said his infections were gone. I couldn't stand being close to him like this out of guilt but I couldn't leave his side either. Of course, being the man he was, he didn't blame me, in fact, he was relieved I had gotten home safe. Can you believe it?I was the reason he almost died and he was worried about me?‘Tell him what happened and watch if he'd still care about you,’ A voice mocked in my head and I shut my eyes tightly to make it go away.Every day was an internal battle with my head and heart. Do I tell him or not? I know if I didn't there would be no way of him knowing since none of the people who already knew were going to spill it anyways.But it was eating me up inside. No one knew how I kept reliving that day every time I shut my eyes, no one knew how I kept looking behind me. How could they tell I could still feel those bastards moving in and out of my mouth?They
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & NINETY-ONE: Carlo's POV: My knees buckled. I can count on a single hand the number of times I've felt this way. Helpless, frightened, powerless.“Don't you dare lay a finger on her!” I barked, my voice trembling. “I can't promise that, Carlo,” the bastard drawled. “Your cooperation determines how this goes. If you do as I say, she gets to walk free, unharmed.” “What do you want?” I gritted, grabbing my phone so hard it was a surprise it didn't Crack. “Name your price.”“You, Carlo?” I could hear the smile in his voice. “You're the prize.” This fucking bastard. “Fine!” From the corner of my eyes, I could see Enzo shaking his head, saying no but my mind was made up. “You will come to the location I've just sent you,” he ordered. “Come alone, Carlo. I don't need any of your minions, just you. You in exchange for your whore.” I didn't wait for any more babbling from me, I hung up, checking the location he sent as Enzo walked up to me.“You can't go there alo
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & NINETY:Angela's POV: HOURS EARLIER….Rueben was finally getting better and Camilla said his infections were gone. I couldn't stand being close to him like this out of guilt but I couldn't leave his side either. Of course, being the man he was, he didn't blame me, in fact, he was relieved I had gotten home safe. Can you believe it?I was the reason he almost died and he was worried about me?‘Tell him what happened and watch if he'd still care about you,’ A voice mocked in my head and I shut my eyes tightly to make it go away.Every day was an internal battle with my head and heart. Do I tell him or not? I know if I didn't there would be no way of him knowing since none of the people who already knew were going to spill it anyways.But it was eating me up inside. No one knew how I kept reliving that day every time I shut my eyes, no one knew how I kept looking behind me. How could they tell I could still feel those bastards moving in and out of my mouth?They
Natalia's POV: My eyes fluttered open and the first thing I noticed was the big hand resting on my waist and I stiffened.Carlo?Carefully and slowly, I turned around coming face to face with a sleeping Carlo. Like this, he looked so peaceful and even more gorgeous. So he came back to bed, cuddling with me. I thought. I could stay like this for hours—days—and not move, I love being in his arms like this, I love being this close to him. For the next ten minutes or so, I lay quietly, until his eyelashes fluttered open revealing those gorgeous eyes to me.“You're awake,” he mumbled in a deep, throaty voice and I smiled.“Yes,” I whispered. “I was watching you sleep,” I said before I could stop myself, almost like my mouth had no filter.He smiled. “You enjoy watching me sleep?” Maybe more than I'd like to admit. “I don't know,” I lied, avoiding his eyes. “I'm thirsty, could you move your arm?” “Don't stress yourself, I'll get water for you,” he insisted, pulling away as he rose to
Carlo's POV: I don't know what I'm feeling, but I can't say I didn't understand it either. I do and that's what terrifies me. I might be overreacting, freaking out because I was slowly realizing that things have completely changed for me, that my normal was now a completely different thing. And I see it now, what Camilla had been trying to tell me, Enzo too. But how could this have happened? When did the lines get blurred? How did I get here? It's just been months, how didn't I see this coming?“Don?” My head snapped up at Enzo's voice. How hadn't I heard him come in? “Enzo,” I muttered, watching as he closed the door behind him and walked in. “You're up late.” He pulled out the chair from across me and lowered onto it. “Yes, I had to round up some things,” he laced his fingers. “I noticed you walking aimlessly in the garden before coming here. Are you okay?” I should tell him, shouldn't I?He understood me better and was my most trusted man.I heaved a sigh rubbing a finger o
Natalia's POV: “Are you asleep?” Carlo asked, his fingers toying with my hair was already taking me there…“No.” We lay together on his bed, after a good round of sex, we'd showered together and now, I had my head on his chest and his arms wrapped around me.A beat passed. “How do you feel about going to university?” Huh?!I jerked up to look at him. “I don't understand.” He smiled, and pulled me back down to his chest. “I don't know, I just thought you might want that. Maybe after you've had the baby or maybe you can start now,” he shrugged. “I heard even pregnant women attend university these days. Anyone you're comfortable with is fine.” Wait…. Am I dreaming?“You're for real?” I asked carefully.“When have I ever joked about something so serious, monella?” He planted a kiss on my hair. “I'm serious about this, you can attend university if you want. I don't know if I'm wrong, but it was your dream, yes? To go to school. I do not want to take that away from you…” he trailed off
Natalia's POV: I'm easy and cheap. I thought to myself as I melted against his bare chest. His arms came around me, holding me so close as if he was trying to merge us together and for a moment, we just stood like that. And then one hand came up to my hair, stroking it gently.“You confuse me,” he murmured. “I do not know what to do with you, how to deal with..” He trailed off and I was tempted to ask him to continue but I didn't want to ruin the moment.“I didn't mean to ignore you,” he continued. “And you're right, I should've communicated better. I guess I didn't think it was important… I …I.. I've never done this…”This? What did he mean by that? “I'll do better, monella,” He whispered softly. “I'm sorry.” He didn't have to keep saying sorry because I'd forgiven him the moment he held me back. You see? Easy and cheap. But then, he was apologizing wasn't he? Didn't that mean I was a little bit important to him?‘Because of the baby!’ A little voice in my head snapped and I