LORENA
Papa pounds his fist against my bedroom door, making me startle. I quickly end the chat with the girls,and prepare to face my family.I hear him stomp away, and pulling myself up, I unlock the door and open it. I peek down the hallway and see if anyone is out except me. “Lorena,” he yells out my name Laura tries to talk him down out of his anger; he pushes her aside,I knew it was coming. “ I'm the one you are angry at don't attack Laura” I declared He thought I was being disrespectful, and when I mentioned it to him, he slapped me so hard it felt like my teeth rattled. He continuously kicks me in the back as I curve into myself a desperate attempt to hide by face or any part of me that might show I'm wearing bruises. “ you couldn't have made the Moravia kid like you at first glance, you are useless to me,” he yelled angrily. I looked at mama who was at the corner whimpering like she couldn't see what was happening. After the first time papa hit me, I cried my eyes out. I couldn’t understand why he changed so much, but with time, I realized he was always evil and just hid it from the rest of the world well.As he started ranting about how everything was wrong in his life. I dart across the hall to my bathroom and grab a couple of Advils to help with the dull ache in my side. Walking to the room , I stop by the side table to pick up a glass of water. I set it down on one of the little tables in my room. I don't cry anymore at this point. After taking the drugs I walk to the window in my room and stare out side as, I wrap my arms around myself, and as the silence stretches, my body begins to tremble. Father, don’t let this man kill me. Actually, don’t let him put his hands on me. After a few minutes of staring at the the emptiness of the sky, i got get ready for bed, the feeling of desperation overwhelms me, feeling trapped in the house I was brought up. To escape this mafia marriage I decide to run away. I walk to my closet, open it, get out a few shirts, some trousers run to the vanity table, open some drawers, grab my passport and a few important papers. Grab my ballet bag put some essentials in it, Copied out Sofia and Lucie's numbers into a booklet, I would eventually call them when I'm settled down , move to my bedside table take out a piece of paper and begin to pen down a letter for my sister. Dear Laura Sorry for doing this to you. But I can't take it anymore you were supposed to marry into the Moravia family but because I was more disposable I became the scapegoat. All our life it felt as if I was a substitute,like I should have not been born you are the first child but it seems I was born to protect you not the other way round well I can't condone it so I have to go. Looking back at my room one last time making sure no one was awake I made my way slowly downstairs.avoiding the parts of the floorboards that creaks making it to the door slowly opening the door. I make my way to the lowest part of the fence in the compound while avoiding the cameras liitered on the edges of the fence, tossing my bag across jumping on the fence to the other side finally free. I pick up my bag and run never looking back to see what I had lost. “ Finally free” I shout into the night, smiling for the first time since yesterday. I hail a cab, if it is known that I left by that time I'm long gone, I just have to pass the Moravia territories at the edge of the city. Then take a ferry out of the city. Ten minutes later I was in the Moravia territories, and I gave the driver a fifty dollar bill then jumped out of the cab and ran towards the ferry. My eyes scouted for the two familiar faces, and the moment I spotted them, I rushed towards them. “You made it,” Sofia murmured relieved. Her face was sad, her lip trembling. I took her hands in mine, hugging her tightly, feeling my throat starting to close up from holding back tears. “Yes, I need to catch the first flight out of this country.” I hated leaving and starting all over but I had no choice. It made me resent my father even more. Why couldn’t he have just given laura to them i wouldn't be in this mess right now, he might have been free to continue ruling his cursed empire? Instead, he had to destroy everything by angering the Moravia family. “We need to get to the International Airport. All of your emergency travel documents and travel bags are kept there.” Sofia knew that too. Thankfully, I could access my savings from anywhere in the world. I wouldn’t go hungry without money, food or a way to afford a shelter. Right now, we just had to get out of here. Lucie nodded. It tore at my insides to drag myself to another start. “We stick together. We do this together.” I exhaled a breath I didn’t know I was holding. I wouldn’t have blamed her if they hated me for this, but it felt good having them by my side. “Thank you,” I muttered. We had been more than a family for as long as we’ve known each other. “Do you think this will work?” Sofia kept glancing around the airport.She was scared just as much as I was. If i was dragged us back home, we’d be doomed. I escaping my fate is risky, I wasn’t sure if I would succeed. Despite my worries, I nodded in answer, words stuck in my throat. It had to work. As it got to my check in point I raised up my head and looked ahead only to see Alessandro Moravia staring at me with a smirk on his face. “ Where are you off to little one?” he said in his sultry Italian accent.ALESSANDROAlthough she doesn't know that I've been tailing her and she won't find out.As I ask again, “Where are you off to little one? I'm not a fan of repeating myself.” I added.I see her cute little eyes widen in recognition; I rush forward toward her and ask her, “Where are you off to?” “Nowhere” she replied quietlyI could not believe my ears, “I have things to do.” she Continued “What things?”“Things! All right? Now back off.”She put her hands on my chest and gave me a shove.I didn’t move.She put her hands on her hips and glared at me.“I have to go .” She whisperedI didn’t move, didn’t speak, didn't do anything, I just stared down at her with a set look.I closed my eyes and took a mental breath. I caught a glimpse of her flight ticket in her back pocket and snatched it right out of there. She was running away.I put the ticket away in the inner pocket of the suit, “ give that back,” she snapped as she tried to jump and snatch the ticket from me. Immediately I bend do
LORENAWe’re taken through a set of glass doors at the back of the mansion, and stepping onto a veranda, my gaze keeps going over all the beauty, which I can’t help but notice.The backyard is very big, and the lawn looks freshly cut. There are lounge chairs situated on either side of a rectangular pool, and the water looks as blue as the sky.Potted flowers add color to the garden, and there are four large ones at every corner of the pool. The house and compound are bigger than Papa's own by a mile.I noticed an older woman coming to greet him; he hugged her and led her to me.“ Zia, this is Lorena, the younger Calvino daughter,” he conveyed.“ Oh, you're so pretty. It's so sad you're not the one my Gulio wanted.” She argued.“ This is Simona Svevo of La familia SvevoShe has been with me Since your Zio passed. May his soul rest in peace, "she said as she introduced her.She is a stunning young woman Tall and slim, she’s wearing a red dress that could’ve come straight from a runway i
ALESSANDRO “So, tell me, son… Did you acquire her for Gulio or yourself?”I pause in the middle of taking my cufflinks off and turn around to meet my aunt coolly mocking gaze. “Does it matter?” I have no idea how she sniffed out my interest in her , but I’m not surprised.My aunt has always been able to read me better than anyone.She leans against the doorframe of my room where I’m changing for dinner. “I guess I should’ve expected it. She’s pretty, isn’t she?”“Very.” I deliberately turn my back to her. My aunt lives to get a rise out of me, but she’s not going to succeed tonight. Nor is she going to shame me into staying away from Lorena.The girl intrigues me too much for that.“I know she spent the entire night with you at the club.” she confirms and strolls deeper into my room and picks up my gun , the one I was just about to put on myself,Resisting the impulse to reach for another one just to spite her, I take the gun from her and put it on with practiced motions. “Yes, I kno
LORENAI had lost my mind.The moment Ales kissed my folds, I lost my ability to think or talk. When the tip of his tongue touched my pussy, I just about orgasmed. My hips bucked, arching into his mouth.His dark chuckle vibrated down to my core. “Fuck, you’re so eager. Have you missed me, too, my bellissima dolcezza?”God, hearing that Italian accent in that low tone, vibrating with sex, didn’t help me to control my desire. This man was the definition of sex.“I didn’t miss you,” I croaked, grinding my pussy against his face. “Just your mouth and your dick.”Another chuckle filled the space, the air brushing against my wet folds. “I’m going to fill that mouth with something more useful than lies, Lorena.” Holy fucking shit! Why did I like the sound of that? “Now touch your breasts,” he ordered.I cupped my breast, heavy and aching, and squeezed my nipple while I ran my other hand through his hair. As he licked me from my entrance to my clit, pleasure shot through me, my panting breat
LORENA If someone had told me this morning that I’d be ending the day wearing Alessandro Moravia’s shirt, I’d have told them they were high. If they’d told me I would have chosen to keep the damn thing on after he forced me to wear it, then I’d have told them they were batshit crazy.Staring at the ceiling, I press my cheek against the soft collar and remembered slipping it on a short while earlier, and how easily the expensive material glided over my skin. A shiver runs along my spine as I recall the cotton still infused with his body heat and how the warmth and the scent of him blanketing my bare skin sent unexpected shivers of comfort and pleasure rippling through my body.It smells of him still, of fresh air and cool mint and his cologne. I can’t believe he took my t-shirt after last night's bout of sex. Forced me to take it off in front of him too. It should have been embarrassing, so why did it feel empowering? I saw the way his eyes drifted over my body and the steely look
LORENAAs I get my bearings back it keeps ringing in my head “can I give up everything to be with him”I take off his shirt feeling sad.I wear my own clothes and leave the room to go get breakfast in the kitchen and from the way Simona was dressed I guess the house already had breakfast .I make my way downstairs and into the kitchen, I saw Gulio sitting with Zia making him some pancakes “you want some pancakes and egg Lorena” she asks.“ Yes please if you don't mind” I answerI walk over to the coffee machine and make a cup for myself.I take the seat opposite then I could feel his eyes on my face as he proceeds to stare at me like I’m an exhibit in a museum.“Can I help you?” I ask.“No.” He wrinkles her nose and shakes his head.I pick up my coffee and take a gulp.“Ack! We are out of flour,” Zia groans. “Let me go check the spare pantry.” She walks out of the room, leaving Gulio and me alone.“So, you sure landed a sweet deal getting to live here with my father,” He says with an
ALLESANDROCesare frowns as he reads whatever message just came through on his cell.“Something wrong?” I ask him.“The guy from the other night, the one we assigned at Calvino house says something is going on in there?”“Yeah?”“that was about a half hour ago.”“Fuck,” I sigh, running a hand through my hair. I knew Calvino would try to rally other Don’s to support his claim that I kidnapped his daughter.Cesare nods.“Then it has to be a power grab. Someone must know something,and Calvino is stupid to fall for it, Cesare.”“I have turned this city upside down, Ales. I even tracked down his right hand Parisi Rizzo.”That name is a blast from the past. “Fuck, Cesare. I didn’t even know he was still breathing.”“Alive and barely kicking, but yes, he’s still around.”“And you went to see him, why?”“Leave no stone unturned, you said.”“Who knows? Calvino did wipe out his son-in-law and his grandchildren.” He laughs.“Yeah, but he hated them even more than we did.”Maximo nods his agreeme
LORENA I rifle through the cupboards of the medical room as quickly as I can before someone catches me. When I open the cupboard above my head, a roll of bandages falls out, bouncing off my head onto the floor.Dammit. I’m sure I saw some in here. I know I did because I wondered why the hell Alest even had them in his house. Chasing after the errant bandage, I wrack my brain to recall which cupboard they were in.I’ve hardly been in this room lately. I don’t know if that’s because Alessandro’s men are no longer her and the resident doctor is not around at the moment or whether it has anything to do with Gulio’s return. I spend my days reading or walking the grounds — and mostly avoiding Gulio. But I spend every night in Ales’s bed and occasional afternoons in his office where he fucks me over and over again, no longer giving me any of the warmth or affection that I was becoming used to. Currently that seems to be the only service I provide and whenever that fact starts to make me
ALESSANDRO 1 year laterOur home backyard was draped in silence, as we listened to the priest's words, blessing our baby girl. Our little Isabella Paola Moravia, named after my mother and Lorena's grandmother. Dark hair framed her little face, matching her big brother’s and mine. But it was her eyes that had everyone falling all over themselves. She had her mother’s beautiful eyes.My wife. I’d never get sick and tired of saying those two words. She cradled our daughter in her arms, her small body leaning against mine. I studied my wife’s rosy cheeks and dark hair strands flying with the light breeze.This woman was my beginning, my middle, and my end. She was my whole life. This family, blood and non-blood, was what this life was about.“You are staring at me,” she whispered under her breath, so only I could hear it.“You love when I watch you.”And her wide smile was my confirmation. I’d never tire of watching her soft smile and happiness on her beautiful face.The christening
LORENA My whole body jolted out of bed, my breathing labored. I struggled to catch my breath, my eyes darting around looking for anyone lurking in the dark.“Shhh. It’s okay; I’m here.” Alessandro’s voice penetrated through the fog and his face came into focus. “You need to rest.”He watched me with love, his hands gently wrapped around me. Am I dreaming?“Matteo?” I rasped out, my voice cracking. “Ella?”“Ella is safe; she’s with Massimo. Matteo’s safe,” he whispered. “I just checked on him. Our son is safe.”I blinked my eyes. Our son.“Roberto is dead, so are your father and mother. Matteo is safe; so are you.” He leaned forward and placed a kiss on my lips. “I love you, Lorena Moravia.” I love you too. But words refused to leave my mouth. So much has happened since we first met. So many ugly words and memories. My chest felt tight, like someone pressed on it with weights.As if he could read my thoughts, Alessandro reached out and took my hand into his.“Please, Ales ”He stop
ALESSANDRO It took us two fucking hours to get out of the damn city. I checked on my aunt and son, they were safe.“Bring her home, son.” My Zia loved Lorena as her own daughter. We have been family all along, but I was too blinded by rage to see it. Now I knew and I wanted to make it all better, enjoy the rest of my life with her. Have more babies, see Matteo grow up to be a good man. And he would, because he had his mother in him.“I’ll bring her home, Zia,” I promised. “Stay safe and inside with your grandson.” It still felt surreal. “Lorenzo will keep the compound safe. As soon as I have her, I’ll bring her home. She’ll want to see our son safe and happy.”And I’d make her happy. Like I was supposed to be making her happy from the moment we met.Once we got to the old Calvino beach house, I waited for our men to gather. It took another two hours for everything to be put in place. We surveyed the house, found the best angle for the attack and armed up to our teeth. We didn’t k
LORENA “I thought you were married already,” the words escaped me.“I have a mistress, but she won’t interfere.” He chuckled like he just said the most entertaining joke. “Your husband and son, on the other hand. We will have to take care of that.” Then he chuckled, displaying his yellow teeth. “Roberto will take care of that, won’t you?”I kept my face stoic. I couldn’t show any emotions to these people. I knew men like Santos Snr . They relished in destroying what people loved. Just like my mother. Just like my father.I have to kill Roberto. It finally made sense why I saw Roberto in my mom’s dressing room backstage alongside my father.My lips pressed tightly together, I held his gaze. He wanted to see me react. Well, he had another thing coming. I wished he’d hold his breath waiting for my reaction. My back stiff, I refused to even blink.He finally looked away, bored expression on his face as his eyes shifted to Ella.“Now what to do with your friend,” he pondered although the
LORENA My head throbbed with pain, but I ignored it. I couldn’t afford to show any weakness. These people would exploit it.Ella and I kept close to each other, her hand in mine. I refused to have us separated. No matter what. After we were adequately prepared for the auction, like we were some kind of animals, five guards surrounded us and ushered us back into the hallway. My heart thundered, recognizing every inch of it. But with five of them surrounding us, there was no room for escape. Even so, I refused to give up.The hallway here was dark. Ella’s and my heels clicked against the stone floor. My heartbeat was frantic, and I didn’t have to ask my best friend to know hers was too. I swallowed past the lump in my throat.Think about Matteo. Focus on opportunities to escape. Think about Matteo.The hallway ended and large stairs led to the floor below.“No matter what,” I uttered in a hushed voice, “don’t let go of my hand.”With a jerky nod, we slowly descended the stairs, our
ALESSANDRO I’ve watched hundreds of men die. Some I have killed, others were killed by my enemies. Some I remembered, others I didn’t. Some deserved it, others maybe not. But this one did, many times over.Calvino’s body laid at my feet, full of lead. Full of bullets. Some from my gun. Some from Massimo’s. And some from Nico’s.“You good?” Nico’s Russian accent was thick. Needless to say, this man wasn’t his favorite. He tried to get his dirty paws on another man's wife.Enzo and Luca still fought Calvino’s guards and as the shots of bullets flew through the air, the fear dug its claws into my heart. For the first time, I tasted fear of death.Fear for her.My wife.Lorena Moravia.It was an unfamiliar feeling but the pain was razor blade sharp. If Lorena died, the death would claim me too. Because she had taken a big piece of me.I raised my gaze off the dead body of the last Calvino male and watched Enzo aim a gun execution style at the last standing guard.I continued down the m
LORENA “And please don’t try anything. Otherwise, This man here,” she pointed to the guard, “will make things really uncomfortable for you. And there are three other guards outside the door.”There was no doubt that it wasn't an empty threat.“Can we keep our undergarments on while bathing?” I hated that we even had to ask, my pride rebelling at the idea of anyone having any kind of control over what I should or shouldn't do.The woman nodded but no sooner I felt the relief, the guardian interjected. “No! Boss wants them cleaned in detail, their pussy and all.”“We are not cars,” I protested angrily. What kind of bullshit was this?“Either you take it off and get in or I put you in myself,” he threatened and I was sure he meant it.“Well, can you turn around? Or get the fuck out so we can do it in the privacy!” I retorted with a false bravado. “This isn’t a strip club.”He growled and took a threatening step forward. Ella and I took one backwards.“Enough!” The older woman intervene
LORENA “And you, my little bird, have been causing some serious trouble.”“I’d say I’m sorry,” I muttered. “But my parents taught me not to lie.”He grinned with malice. “Oh yes, my son will have so much fun breaking you. There is fire in you that even makes my cock hard.”Terror shot through my veins, but I made sure it didn’t show. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction.“I’m surprised at your age you can even get your cock hard,” I taunted. It was stupid, but it was my only weapon at this moment.His cheeks colored red in ugly blotches. Good, I pissed him off.The next instant, however, my cheek exploded in pain, as the guard’s hand struck across my face, hard. I staggered backwards, the back of my knees hitting the bed, and I fell next to Ella. She instantly jolted up and wrapped her hands around me. My cheek burned from the impact, and I felt like my entire face was in flames. My eyes stung, but I refused to let any tears fall, not for this motherfucker, not for his despicable
LORENA She laid her head onto my lap and I sat like a statue, staring out the small window, a glimpse of the freedom so close but so far away. I wasn’t beyond crawling through it and running down the street in my underwear. If I had to choose between that or being sold, I’d pick the former.Ella’s eyes shut and her breathing evened within five minutes. I waited, listening to her breathing while I stared at the dirty concrete walls, then the dirty ground. It was all dirty, like this whole transaction that my family participated in.My grandparents were dead because they tried to protect me. They refused to hand over their granddaughter as some kind of fucked up sacrifice to the mobster gods. I had never been bloodthirsty, but now, I wanted to kill them all.I killed a human being. How did someone move on from that? It stained your soul, whether you wanted it or not. It was the main reason why I only stuck to laundering money during our time in Europe. That was bad enough, but now