AUTHORIt was already past Eight in the morning when Mia woke up, she slowly reached out her hands to her phone to check who was calling so early in the morning.She wiped her eyes when she saw the caller, she looked at the time and widened her eyes in shock. She brought her phone closer to her eyes to be sure.She looked at her side, but the man was not there.She furrowed her brows, when the images and scenes from last night came flooding to her head, her face became hot and she turned scarlette from blushing and couldn't help but smile and hide her face under the pillow, and rolled several times.He wasn't just handsome for nothing, he was everything a woman wants, and he was very good in bed, in fact he was perfect and perfect. Her imagination was running wilder when her phone vibrated again, and jotted her from her thoughts.She glanced at the caller ID and smiled."Where are you?" “I'm still at the hotel.""What?, was he that good that you can't get enough or you can't get up a
NADIA'S POVHaving lunch with Luciano felt like a century, as I tried to finish my food quietly and pretend to not notice his stares on me. But the tense silence was almost suffocating, as I could feel his gaze, heavy, serious, as if studying my every movement.I glanced up and accidentally met his Intense gaze, my heart skipped and instantly averted my gaze, embarrassed.“What's going on in your mind?” He suddenly asked, his voice calm, almost detached.I looked up at him again, trying to hold his gaze this time, but the weight of his attention felt too much, and I looked down collecting my thoughts. “I’m tired of staying in the door, every passing day.” I finally said, my voice soft. I was about to say another thing but trailed off, realizing how vulnerable I must have sounded. I risked another glance at him, his expression darkened, as though the words hit deeper than I'd expected. I didn't dare to look up again, as he sat quietly, his face unreadable.After a moment he spoke, his
AUTHORMia stormed off Luciano's house, with tears brimming in her eyes, and her chest twisting in pain. She'd slept with him last night, thinking things would become less awkward and easier for them, but it seemed like his disgust for her only increased, and yet she couldn't find it in her heart to dislike him.“Don't be a cry baby, Mia. We both know he's just acting big. Take this.” Damon said, handing a handkerchief to her.Mia seemed to calm down after a while, then she frowned, recalling Nadia’s face that she saw in Luciano's house.“Damon,”Damon turned to look at her, swirling the glass in hand. “What?”“I saw someone in Luciano's house and I think she's living with him. I'm confused.”Damon's interest was solely piqued, he placed the wine on his desk and leaned closer to Mia. “She?”“Yes, it's a girl. She just looks familiar.”“Luciano is now keeping women in his house? I'm so interested in this topic, I can't imagine Luciano bringing in a girl, with a pussy between her thighs
AUTHOR“You won't take this off, no matter what?” He warned, his tone dead serious.“And why is that?” “You won't want to know. Just do what you're told.”Nadia nodded and moved away from him, as if running away from a predator, as his gaze on her grew heated. The smirk on his grew wider and got up, about to leave but paused before he could get to the door. “I'd be away for some days, call me if you miss me or need anything.” he said, and with one last glance, he exited the room.Nadia reached her hand to the necklace, catching the pendant between her fingers. She instinctively got up from the bed and went to stand In front of the mirror stand, admiring the tiny beautiful necklace. A necklace to justify his misdeed? She thought, frowning slightly. Only if she knew the truth behind it.*****Damon kept his plan to meet Nadia at bay, since he had more pressing matters to attend to, outside the country. He had deceived and lied to Mia, using her feelings for Luciano, only to use her t
AUTHORTime slipped by quickly, with weeks blending into a haze. Nadia was growing accustomed to the light workload Jeff handed her—primarily backing up files, arranging business meetings, and noting down key points from business proposals. Luciano had deliberately kept her away from any files tied to his darker dealings, ensuring Jeff only gave her minimal and non-sensitive tasks.Yet, Nadia had begun avoiding him ever since she received a cryptic message from an unknown number. Luciano noticed her change in behavior almost immediately. She avoided his gaze, flinched when he spoke to her, stepped back whenever he approached, and stuttered through her replies. At first, he brushed it off, but the fear in her eyes gnawed at him.For a man like Luciano, who thrived on the power his presence commanded and relished the fear he instilled in others, Nadia's reaction should have satisfied him. Instead, it infuriated him. It wasn’t fear born of respect or awe—it felt like rejection. And for r
NADIAMy fear for Luciano increased after what happened earlier today. Just because the girl had tried to go against him, he set her up, not with any other person but a gigolo, and now she's pregnant. No, that was way too extreme. Yet I couldn't sit well with the thought of him being the father of the child. I had searched through the internet, trying to know more about Black Death and why he was called that, but I can't seem to find the exact information I was looking for. Who had I gotten myself entangled with?Yeah, he hadn't done anything to hurt me or try to hurt me, in fact he's truly protecting me, just like he had promised. But that can't guarantee he wouldn't try to, in the future. I wasn't sure if he was helping me or wanted something from me, but now, I am sure. I'm sure, he must have a reason for approaching me, just what could it be?From what I heard earlier, he has a brother, but they seem not to be on good terms. Just, who was this man exactly? No one visits him, has h
NADIAWhen I woke up the next morning, Luciano was already gone. Hatred and anger gnawed at me, as I could still remember what happened last night. I went for a quick wash, and returned to the room. It wasn't long before Layla came, her face was all smiles, making me wonder what she had to say.“Good morning, Layla. You seem happy, hmm?” “Yeah, I never thought Mr. Luciano would agree to my little request, but he did.” Her smile grew wider.“Ohh really? What request?” I asked, eyeing her expression. “I requested to take a leave for a month or two.”“A leave? Is everything okay?” “Yeah, but not really.” Her smile slowly faded, I frowned and moved closer to her.“What happened?”“My son got into an accident, the doctor said it isn't serious, but I have a feeling it is.”I felt bad for her, Layla is a nice woman, and her sweet smile shouldn't ever leave her lips, it is welcoming and contagious.“I'm sorry about that. Don't think too much about it, he'll be fine.” I smiled cheekily.Sh
NADIAThe atmosphere in the car was suffocating, almost unbreakable, with Luciano's features dark and unreadable. He was still holding my wrist, but not as tight as before, i stole several glances at him, but he didn't return any of it.With my heart thumping and pounding hard, I wondered what had gone wrong. “Luciano..” I called, my voice barely a whisper, as I glanced at him.“Shhh, kept it shut. I didn't ask you to say anything.” He cut me off coldly, not even glancing at me.I swallowed the lump forming in my chest and looked away.Immediately the car was pulled to a halt, Luciano's grip around my wrist tightened and he pulled me out of the car, dragging me inside the house. I'm certain a bruise is forming on my wrist, tears welled in my eyes, but I fought them back, as the pain was becoming unbearable. He pulled me into the living room and paused in his steps, finally releasing my wrist. With tears brimming in my eyes and blurring my vision, I raised my face to look at him. “Luc
NADIAAs if noticing my presence, Luciano and the doctor abruptly stopped talking and glanced my way. Luciano slowly shifted his gaze, turning his back against me. He was acting cold again. “Are you okay?” The doctor asked and suddenly walked up to me, I nodded firmly, my gaze still fixed on Luciano’s back. “Good you need to take care of your health, else when your health gets this bad again, you’ll have to be operated on.”I frowned, “Operated on?” he nodded. After a series of talks, the doctor left. Luciano was about to leave too when I stopped him. “You’re just going to walk away again?’He paused on his steps, but didn’t look at me. “Didn’t you hear what the doctor said? Rest well.”I chuckled, “You know that’s not what I meant,”“What did you mean then?”“What’s the point of avoiding me? What would those who are scared of you think, when they learn that you are avoiding or should i say afraid of facing a lady?”His fists clenched beside him and he slowly turned to look at me,
NADIA“Miss, are you okay?” I turned to the guard and nodded, but his gaze was fixed at Damon, glaring daggers at him. Damon's expression remained unfazed, rather a smirk was etched on his face, as if daring Luciano's men.“Let's get going, I was about to leave before you guys came.” I said, trying to ease the tension.Luciano's men nodded and we left. All through the drive home, my unsettled mind continued to ponder, it's no new news that Luciano wouldn't know about what happened today and the mere thinking of what he might do, scares the shit out of me. At some point, I thought of talking to his men so they wouldn't disclose It to him, but I knew better than that, he was their boss and no matter what happens they will spill everything to him.If meeting Damon at the bookstore today was going make Luciano go ahead with his threat ... .no way, I can't even think about that.My heart began to race rapidly the moment the car pulled into the vast and spacious estate, taking a deep
NADIA It's been weeks already, with Luciano and I barely speaking to each other, I barely see him not to talk of crossing paths with him. If he was avoiding me or was just too busy at work, I have no idea. These past weeks, I've been feeling a lot of things, tired, when I actually did nothing, sleepy and extreme dizziness. My sleep wasn't as peaceful as it was before. I kept seeing myself, or rather, the little version of me, as a kid, laughing and playing around in a huge mansion. The sounds of her laughter were filled with so much happiness and contagious playfulness. Amidst her happiness, a deep voice called out her name, his voice dripping with love and genuine affection, but then, the name he called wasn't Nadia. Vesper, he called her Vesper. He was calling her to stop running, but she kept running, her laughter growing louder and echoing in all corners of the mansion.I was desperate to see his face, to know who he was, but just each time, I failed. He either seems to disappe
NADIAThe house felt like a hollow shell without Luciano. For a month, he had left without a word, leaving me to wonder if it was because of that night. Although I still bore the scars, not on my body, but deep in my heart, and everytime i passed his closed bedroom door, the memory of his drunken rage haunted me.Yet, there was a part of me that couldn’t help but yearn for him, a part of me that couldn’t let go. Something in his eyes that night had looked broken,desperate and betrayed, and that’s what made it so hard to resent him fully.With Luciano gone, it was easier going outside, venturing beyond the walls of the mansion, although his men never ceased to follow me around wherever I went, but they gave me breathing space. On one of those outings, I met Damon, the man from the restaurant.I had just finished walking through a local bookstore, holding on to the small bag of novels, when he appeared. “Hi Nadia, we met again.” he smiled softly, waving at me.I waved back and looked aw
AUTHORLuciano's anger was triggered by his father and brother, at his mother's memorial service.A day Ago,Luciano stood at the vast, ornate hall where his mom's memorial service was being held. His jaw was clenched so tightly that it ached. He knew that behind the facade of those gathered belied the insincerity of their whisper. Not any one of them had a single sympathy for the woman who they claimed to mourn, they only cared about their power, appearance and no one was more obvious to flaunting those than Luciano's father, Silas Moterno.Dressed proudly in a black suit, Silas held court at the center of the room, a picture of a grieving widower. His words were laced with honey, his demeanor composed, yet the sight of him filled Luciano with fury and hatred, so intense it made his vision blur. Silas, standing tall, had stolen everything from Luciano, his mother, his childhood, Damon, and every semblance of his peace.Luciano's hand clenched tightly into fists by his sides, his rag
NADIAI was already done with the business files Jeff returned home. I'd told him to increase it a bit more which he did, working on this file for a while. I could only say that Luciano was intelligent and professional with the dealings of his company. Time flew by and it was night already. Luciano wasn't home yet, so I returned to my room. Later in the night, I woke up because I was having a nightmare. Amidst my thoughts, I heard slow, and unsteady footsteps approaching my room, before I could react, the door burst open, revealing Luciano's imposing figure.He staggered through the door, muttering under his breath. The heavy whiff of alcohol followed, consuming the air, as soon as he walked into the room.Was he drunk? I frowned and got up to help him. “Luciano, are you okay?” I asked, for some reason, feeling deeply worried.He laughed, a bitter, hollow sound. “Am I okay?” his words slurred, his voice mocking. “Why wouldn't I be? My family's circus, my brother's snake, my father,
NADIAI still couldn't believe that Luciano would murder my adoptive parents and take Vanessa. Why didn't he kill Vanessa also? The more I thought about it, the more confusing it was. If I hadn't seen him kill Sophia, maybe I wouldn't believe it, but I was there when he killed Sophia.Logan might be my Ex and the last person I'd ever want to talk to, but he couldn't make up such a lie. He was sure about what he was saying, even over the phone.There's a way to find out.Luciano was in his study, when I went up to him. I wouldn't lie, I was scared, I was afraid, the courage I had managed to gather, all faltered in the face of his intense gaze.“This is my study, not your room.” “Luciano, did you kill my adoptive parents?” He paused what he was doing and turned to look at me. His gaze darkened, a flicker of surprise dancing in his stormy eyes, as he took a deliberate step towards me. His calm demeanor only served to heighten the tension in the air.“Who told you that?” he asked, his
NADIADespite Luciano's normal attitude, I still couldn't shake off the sight of Sophia's dead body. Few days back, he returned home very late and I happened to go to the living room to retrieve my phone which I left there earlier. The first thing I heard was hurried steps, I hid to see who it was, only to find out it was Luciano's men, Jeff and Luke. They were heading to his room. Their faces etched with worry, but what caught my attention was the blood stains on their hands.Once they had gone a very good distance, I made sure to not make any noise and followed them. The door was slightly opened and I could hear whatever they were saying. Luciano seemed to be deeply hurt, his voice was laced with pain, yet rage. He had a clash with his brother and some other groups, I didn't quite remember their names. It was because of Sophia's death. They'd attacked him, to eliminate him. At this point, I needed no more evidence or words to believe that Luciano was a Mafia boss and did shady bus
NADIA By the time I was awake, Luciano was already gone. After what happened in his study, he had come to the room last night, and only let me be, when it was already daybreak. I could remember that, plus when he cleaned me up and applied some ointment. Cleaning me up after intercourse, was something he never forgot to do, after which he'll tuck me back to sleep.The workload Jeff returned home was getting lesser each day. I'll have to remind him to bring back more work. Later, while I was watching a TV show in the living room, an idea popped into my mind. The sudden thought of it only made my heart race, since no one was at home, and Luciano might not find out, I headed to his study room. Maybe I could find something that'll give me more clue about who he really is, or what exactly he was into. I went into his study, checking out every document I saw there. I had no knowledge that there was a device installed in the office, which would notify him when someone apart from him went i