AriaFooling Vince and making him believe it was absolutely necessary for us to stop by every warehouse to stop the feud between our men made me feel bad.It was important, but not half as important as me figuring out whatever was going on in that basement.“He’s going to hate me for this,” I told Angelo, who wouldn’t be joining me today. According to him, that would only create more distance between Vince and me, and after seeing that hot new tutor—distance was the last thing we needed.I didn’t intend to call Vince a terrible husband, but he left me no choice.“Just play the game, gain his trust, make sure you end up at the factory—and get to that basement,” Angelo spoke. “Whatever is down there could be of value to the family.”“I know,” I said. “That still doesn’t mean I can’t feel bad.”“About what?” Angelo’s tone changed. “A man that doesn’t want you?”At times his direct words were enough to make me drown, but until now, all Angelo said was reality.“Angelo, did you see Luis’ n
Aria“I’m the problem in this marriage?” His words made me chuckle. Last I remembered, he had not instructed me to stay put.“Where did you get these things?” I reached out to touch his shoulder, but Vince stepped back.“We have to go.”“No, wait!” I called out, making him stop in his steps. “D-do you know how much money we can make selling those?”“As well as put a target on our backs,” Vince said. “It wouldn’t be that much different from suicide.”“Oh, my god.” I squealed. “This is like heaven!”Vince wrapped his hand around my wrist. “Aria, let’s go.”“Does your uncle know about this?” I placed my hands on top of his, my eyes begging him to give me an answer.“No.”“I figured. If he did, you wouldn’t have to marry me.” I said my thoughts out loud. “If it’s respect and power you’re after, here’s your key.” My hands reached for one of the weapons.“I’m not—““Boom.” I winked, pointing it at him. “Enough to blow up a household.”Bothered, Vince placed his hand on top of the trigger as
AriaWhen Vince told me I was allowed to join him, I thought it would just be the two of us. Funny enough, that was not the case. He was driving a large truck, and we were stuck in a small space in the front with two other guys.‘I’ll need someone to help me unload these boxes, and I can’t possibly put my wife to work.’ Vince came up with the perfect solution to his problem. Yes, I was his problem, and he didn’t want to be alone with me.At least, that’s what I thought—but strangely enough, he appeared to be in a good mood and smiled a lot.“I’m really glad you could join us, boss.” One of the boys who had practically been hanging over my shoulders said for the tenth time.“I told you to call me Aria.” I reminded him. “I’m not much older than you, so don’t make me look old.”“In that case, you can call me AJ.”“Yes, I know.” It felt like our conversations were going in a loop, and I didn’t know how to end it. A reminder that after today, I would not tag along anymore.“The two of you
AriaWandering off, I skipped inside the warehouse, trying not to grab anyone’s attention. Everyone was occupied with work, I was near invisible, and they didn’t even notice me.Maybe Christian should rethink his security.The first thought that occurred to me was to steal something from his office, so I walked to the halls, which were also unprotected. Either Christian didn’t keep valuable stuff around, or he trusted his men enough to believe they wouldn’t do anything they weren’t supposed to.Would he have CCTV around?No, I strongly doubted that. He looked like one of those typical pricks that knew how to persuade his wife to have wild sex in his office.Rumor had it. That’s how his daughter Siena was created.Standing in front of his office, I knocked on the door. “Hello?” I called out, but there was no answer.In a hurry, I opened the door, which was not even locked, and made a run for his coat. If he had come straight from home, there had to be something inside his pocket.“This
Vincenzo•Fabio High School Diary 2~This week has been a disaster.On my way home from school, I got stalked by the transfer student. I’ll call her Snooper.To make matters worse, it turns out she’s my neighbor, and no matter how hard I try, I just can’t run away from her.I thought she was just joking around about marrying me, but her parents are one of the most influential people in town, and if there’s something dad loves even more than his Mustang, it’s money.Please keep me in your prayers!!!I’ll need them!!!•“Well, dad,” I mumbled, closing the book. “Turns out our life isn’t that different after all.”The Snooper figure in his diary reminded me an awful lot of my wife.I would love to have read further, but the loud cries from downstairs stopped me from doing so.Only one person had a baby, and that was none other than Livia. The confusing woman who would one day decide to be friendly, and the other, treat me with a cold shoulder.Having nothing better to do, I went downsta
VincenzoI felt the cold breeze on my skin as Aria and I stepped into the warehouse, surrounded by several men.At the center stood Christian, and behind him was a small group of his people, including Beau.Christian's face twisted with anger as he yelled at AJ and CJ, who were kneeling on the ground. No one interfered. Ever since my father and Christian's crazy uncle had disappeared, things had returned to the way they were.In the past, those two had been the biggest threats to the Lambertis.Now, everyone felt threatened by the Lambertis again, and no one dared to disrespect them—rightfully so. The weight of the situation pressed down on me, making it hard to focus. I had come here hoping to find a peaceful solution with my long-time friend, but seeing the state he was in and the tension in the room made me doubt that possibility.Aria broke the silence, adding fuel to the fire. I hadn't expected anything less from her."Are you two insane? Kneeling for this guy?" she asked, her vo
Vincenzo"I've never disrespected you or your wife, so please don't come in here and disrespect mine either." He had taken it too far."You've never disrespected us?" Christian questioned with a smile. "Then what about you disrespecting our marriage by eyeing her like she's some meal every second, or you trying to kill all of us when you turned full-on maniac and went on a rampage?"The men behind Christian chuckled, and I felt the sting of his words. He could take my feelings for Serena however he wished; I didn't care about that. But everyone knew my past was a sensitive subject, and hearing him of all people bring it up like that was like a knife to my heart.I glanced at Beau, who lowered his head in shame. Even the one who was there at my lowest point stood and watched without putting an end to it.Christian seemed to realize the impact of his words, and his expression softened. "I'm sorry, Vince. I just want my father's necklace back." His words sounded sincere, but the damage h
AriaI got what I wanted, didn't I? Then why did I feel so guilty?I stirred the pot as Angelo told me to, I wedged myself between Christian and Vince's friendship, as Angelo had instructed. He agreed to sell the weapons, which was great—but I never wished to see him in pain.The look in his eyes upon hearing about Christian's words devastated me, and it took me back to reality.Vince was a real person with feelings.But regardless of his feelings, I did what was best for the family. So no matter how difficult it was, I tried pushing my guilt aside.It was late at night when I returned the necklace to the empty warehouse, to the spot Vince had requested.Once I arrived back home, it was already past midnight. I walked into the kitchen to clear my head, in the mood for a late-night snack. After all I had been through, I definitely deserved that."What has the privilege of going into my mouth," I sang, opening the fridge. Just as I was about to reach for something, a voice startled me.
AriaTiago stepped aside to let me into his apartment."So, what do you think?" he asked, shutting the door behind us.I walked in awkwardly, hesitating my next move as he closed the door behind us. My guts told me to run back to the hotel and see what Vince was up to, but I also knew that was none of my business.After all, he was the one who had left me with his friend.When I didn’t respond, Tiago gently placed his hand behind my back and guided me further into the apartment, where I couldn’t help but admire the sleek, modern vibe of the place. He seemed well-organized."You’ve got a nice house," I commented, impressed. “It looks clean and everything.”"Thanks," he replied, glancing back at me with a smile. “Come on, let me give you a tour.”Tiago led me around the house and was rather talkative, yet my mind was still stuck at Vince. Would he be with her?Livia?I saw the way he looked at her, and I couldn’t blame him. She was gorgeous, kind, smart—normal…I hadn’t even noticed we
AriaI walked up the stairs of a beautiful restaurant, following behind Vince as we were led to a dimly lit hall. Through the glass windows, I could already see a guy standing inside, waving with a bright smile plastered on his lips.One of the waiters opened the door, and the guy immediately pulled Vince into a warm hug. As he looked at me over Vince’s shoulder, I took the opportunity to study his face. He was handsome and toned, with beautiful golden brown curls, but the thing that made him likable without having to say a word was his sincere and kind smile.That was something I could never manage, no matter how hard I tried—because nine out of ten times, my smile was forced.When Vince let go of him, he took a step forward and gave me a polite nod. I tried to smile back, feeling a bit out of place.“Your wife?” he asked, his tone cheerful.Vince nodded and walked over to place his hand behind my back before gently pushing me forward. I stuck out my hand, but instead of shaking it,
VincenzoWe had finally arrived at our hotel in Miami. I guess it was supposed to be a honeymoon, but all I could think about was how long this trip was going to take and what kind of drag it could turn out to be with Aria by my side.To avoid any suspicion or negative comments, I booked a shared suite for Aria and me. It was all for appearances because I had also made sure the suite was big enough for separate rooms, separate beds.Getting too close to her was the last thing I wanted. The idea of being in such a small space with her was already suffocating enough.My focus was on Tiago and persuading him quickly so we could head back as soon as possible. The less time I spent here, the better.I pulled out my phone, expecting to see a text from Livia—but there was nothing. I couldn’t help but wonder what she and Dace were doing at the moment.Would they be okay?Settled in, alright?As I was the one to ask her on the trip, it made perfect sense for me to check up on her. Before doing
VincenzoA belated honeymoon?What the hell was I even thinking?The idea had popped out of my mouth before I could fully think about it, and it was all because of guilt.Aria’s excitement had me regretting the words almost immediately as I did not want to give her the wrong impression. She said she loved me, and here I was—taking her on a honeymoon. It wasn’t helping my case.As much as I appreciated her love, my opinion of her hadn’t changed. She was not someone I could see myself with, and I would never love her. I didn’t even know if I could.I pitied her because she was raised in a mess of a family she didn’t ask for. I pitied her because she didn’t know any better.A deep sigh escaped my lips as I carefully thought about my next steps. I couldn’t, and wouldn’t, be alone with her, and I would pull every string to avoid that from happening.Sprinting down the stairs, I headed to Luis, who was in the back, studying with Livia. His results had been good the past few days. A good rea
Aria"And this is why I've decided we need someone for the tech, someone to drive the truck, someone to go over the numbers, and three people—obviously you and me, to go to the auction," I shared my conclusion. I turned to Vince, who was watching me attentively, taking in every word.No words left his mouth."What do you think?" I asked, awaiting his answer."I think your brains must be hurting from planning it all out," Vince joked.I chuckled nervously. Planning did have a way of making my head spin, but I enjoyed doing it. Better yet, I already had my whole life planned out, including this very moment."I think it's a good idea," Vince admitted. "I just don't know where we can find more people from the outside who aren't afraid to work against the Lambertis." He furrowed his brows, deep in thought.I thought about the first person qualified for the job to drive the truck. Angelo.He was trustworthy, on my side, and as a Marino, knew his way around the business.Vince didn’t really
VincenzoWe sat in utter silence, on the opposite side of each other, without either of us saying a word.Aria had left the scene to give us some privacy. My eyes tried to avoid Serena, mainly because I didn’t want to get bewitched by the woman who held the power to do so.The moment I did look up, I saw Serena carrying the same smile on her lips as she always did, but this time it wasn’t because she was happy to see me. It was because she was unsure of what to say.“Vince?”Before she could say something else, I pulled out the necklace and threw it on the table. “Here,” I spoke, coldly.Her eyes widened as she grabbed the small piece of jewelry and balled it in her fist. “Did you find it?” She asked. “Who took it?”There it was again.Who took it?Where was it?The question added to my irritation. "I'm not doing this again, Serena," I told her. “I’ve already done it with Christian, I’m not doing it with you.”"I... I'm sorry," Serena looked apologetic, shaking her head. "You're right
Vincenzo•Fabio High School Diary 3~I said it would happen, and it did.Yesterday, father told me that after graduation, I was to marry the transfer student—Snooper.I had no say in any of this, and all of it has already been decided. She’s not a good person.Now I don’t feel like writing anymore…•I let out an unexpected sound of laughter, reading through Fabio’s old journal. To think that he had once been just like any other teen, dealing with parental pressure and decision he didn’t want to make, was quite amusing.To think that the same man who hadn’t cracked a laugh with me before his passing, turned out to be such a comedian, made it all even funner.The woman he had mentioned, Snooper, somehow intrigued me, as she reminded me of Aria.Someone who would stop at the cost of nothing, to get her way.As far as I was concerned, Mom was Fabio’s first wife, which made me curious about how that woman was doing at the moment. She had surely dodged a bullet.One I couldn’t avoid.Lite
AriaI got what I wanted, didn't I? Then why did I feel so guilty?I stirred the pot as Angelo told me to, I wedged myself between Christian and Vince's friendship, as Angelo had instructed. He agreed to sell the weapons, which was great—but I never wished to see him in pain.The look in his eyes upon hearing about Christian's words devastated me, and it took me back to reality.Vince was a real person with feelings.But regardless of his feelings, I did what was best for the family. So no matter how difficult it was, I tried pushing my guilt aside.It was late at night when I returned the necklace to the empty warehouse, to the spot Vince had requested.Once I arrived back home, it was already past midnight. I walked into the kitchen to clear my head, in the mood for a late-night snack. After all I had been through, I definitely deserved that."What has the privilege of going into my mouth," I sang, opening the fridge. Just as I was about to reach for something, a voice startled me.
Vincenzo"I've never disrespected you or your wife, so please don't come in here and disrespect mine either." He had taken it too far."You've never disrespected us?" Christian questioned with a smile. "Then what about you disrespecting our marriage by eyeing her like she's some meal every second, or you trying to kill all of us when you turned full-on maniac and went on a rampage?"The men behind Christian chuckled, and I felt the sting of his words. He could take my feelings for Serena however he wished; I didn't care about that. But everyone knew my past was a sensitive subject, and hearing him of all people bring it up like that was like a knife to my heart.I glanced at Beau, who lowered his head in shame. Even the one who was there at my lowest point stood and watched without putting an end to it.Christian seemed to realize the impact of his words, and his expression softened. "I'm sorry, Vince. I just want my father's necklace back." His words sounded sincere, but the damage h