"Never thought you'd betray me like this, Kev." Alessandro ran a frustrated hand across his face. "It's my fault," Helen said bitterly. "It's always your fault, isn't it?" Alessandro seethed through his clenched teeth. The thin string of her patience broke loose. "What do you want me to do? You never ever gave me any attention, cheated on me, disrespected me." Her chin wobbled, threatening to break down into tears. "Then you have no reason to stay with me," Alessandro answered, voice so mercilessly cold she shivered. "Let's divorce.""Dude...""And you can remarry Kevin." Alessandro shot a glare at Kevin. "If he agrees, that is." Kevin laughed, but there was no humor in it. "You're going to leave your wife and let her remarry your best friend? Just like that?""Why would I keep a cheating wife with me in the first place?" Alessandro matched his sardonic tone. "She just listed out the reasons for cheating on me." Kevin rose from his seat, barefaced. "I need to talk to you for a
"One of the biggest Mafia bosses in Milan, Luciano Bianchi, was shot dead at an auction on Saturday night..."A smile of satisfaction pulled up on Alessandro's lips after hearing the news rattled out by the female newscaster on the radio. The car pulled up at an old warehouse where his captive was kept. His men tied the captive up to a chair, bruised black and blue. Alessandro circled around the tied-up man, like a vulture circling around a dead animal. "Long time no see, Jonas." Alessandro greeted.Joshua choked out a laugh. "I can't believe you're still obsessed with your cousin." Alessandro clenched his jaw at the taunt. "The word obsession is too tame to describe what I have for her." Alessandro flicked his fingers and a bucket of ice-cold water was thrown over Joshua's body. Joshua bit out a hiss as frigid pain prickled his body. Like being stabbed by pins and needles "If you're smart, you would know why I brought you here." Alessandro drawled. "To kill me?""Tch." Alessand
(Warning! Mature content ahead, so please read at your own risk. You may skip the chapter because it contains sexual assault.) Catherine had called several times that night. Joshua refused to pick up the call, unwilling to hurt her again.He had grown up with her and they had spent time together as best of friends until Alessandro turned up in their lives. Joshua was aware of Alessandro having eyes for Catherine so he didn't interfere whenever they were alone.Alessandro was a better choice for her. If only he weren't her cousin. The man had everything. A name to back him up in Milan. Riches given by his forefathers. Looks and class.Benjamin chose Joshua solely because of Karl Jonas' influence and his decades-long friendship with Karl. Joshua did not understand what Catherine had seen in him to be so besotted. Instead of parading over the fact that one of the most beautiful ladies in the UK was pining after him, he had become more insecure.He thought he didn't deserve such a high-v
There comes a time when you end up hurting the person you love the most. For some, love was peace, while for some it was a vice. An addictive narcotic that gets into your head and slowly kills you. For Alessandro, it was the latter. Alessandro stirred in his sleep with Catherine's body tucked into his arms. She winced, his arms crushing her frail frame. He immediately loosened his grip but didn't let go, afraid she might disappear if he did. "Where does it hurt?" He asked, worried. "Does it matter?" She taunted. Her voice came out like the rustling of dead leaves. She cried all night for him to stop, but he didn't, so she stopped begging and endured the nightmarish night. "You've ruined me.""Watch what you say, Catherine!" He grabbed her chin, pivoting her head towards him. "You shouldn't have provoked me last night."Her lids drooped down, exhausted from inside and out. Not a fiber of strength left in her body. Whatever self-esteem she had left trampled under his weight. "I didn'
Catherine lay on her bed, rubbing at her round, protruding stomach. For the past nine months, this baby had been feeding off of her body like a little parasite. She had hoped for the worst to take form in her womb. What if this child was born with an abnormality? With blindness? Deafness? An overlarge head and a tiny body? Or an unholy monster with sharp teeth and claws, like one she saw in a nightmare this morning?Dr. Sanders had said the child will more likely be born normal because the parents were only second cousins. The risk was far lesser than if they were first cousins. But there still was a risk. She had avoided many public gatherings during her pregnancy. Alessandro had a victorious smile on his face upon hearing the news, which enraged her further.Catherine struggled to get up from the bed, but she somehow did by groping on the bedpost. Her hair had become a cuckoo's nest, as it was uncombed for days. She took the brush and untangled her hair. A chunk of the dry brown st
Except for Alessandro, everyone in their room held their breath. Waiting for him to speak. Halton and Alexandra exchanged glances. Both of them were unaware of the events than brought them into the world. Their parent's past had been a taboo for as long as they could remember and the sudden revelation brought a different sort of discomfort to them. They no longer saw their father as the only culprit for ruining their lives. People are what circumstances make out of them. That's what happened to their parents. Alessandro finally broke the silence. "Love makes you miserable. That's why I want you to stay away from it."Halton buried his face in his hands. "Now I know why you wanted Evan out of my life.""I did not raise you to sit and mop over a woman. That girl was weakening you." Alessandro said sternly. "And still is I see.""Stay away from her." Halton's voice echoed across the room. Alessandro smiled humorlessly, tapping his finger on the armrest of his seat. "And a supposed gra
______________________"I can't believe I wasted my time coming here." Alexandra shook her head in exasperation, flouncing towards the car when Halton grabbed her arm and put her to a stop. "He might disrupt our lives again, so it's better to look out," Halton said breathlessly. He had come running to keep up with her quick pace. "You shouldn't have challenged him like that."Alexandra pursed her lips. Halton was right. She shouldn't have locked horns with their father like that. Not when he had the power to destroy their lives with just a command. He is one of the most feared Mafia Dons in the world, damn it!Worse, he will harm their loved ones to quench his grudge. "I'm more worried about Jonathan's safety. Father will go after him to hurt me."Halton held her shoulders. "Hey, your man is a gangster. He's got the best protection, and he sure as hell took several of our men single-handedly before."Jonathan had entrusted his most capable men for her safety. That was the real reason
It was a miracle how they could make time for such outings with their hectic schedules. Alexandra contacted Secretary Warren to clear off her schedule today. Lucky for her, there weren't important events happening at the company today, so she was free to go. Dr. Savannah had talked about love languages back in her office. Alexandra was confused at first, but then Dr. Savannah explained it very smoothly. Apparently, there were five kinds of love languages. Words of affirmation. Quality time. Physical touch. Acts of service. Receiving gifts.Alexandra guessed quality time and acts of service were Jonathan's love languages. He had always been excited about spending time with her even when he was quite busy himself. He also loved massaging her head and shoulder after a grueling day at work or helping her out in whatever ways he can. She had been told to appreciate Jonathan's love languages because that's how he expressed his love towards her. Though she wasn't the one who liked going ou
One could hear in the bleak eerie hallways of the asylum the clattering of chains, as a man dragged it through the metallic floor. His black-and-white striped prisoner’s clothing had bloodstains on it. His pace was slow and wobbly because of the heavy chains attached to his legs and hands and bound skin rotting off along the rusting metal.“Sir, we brought him,” the guard said and looked keenly at the captive. He ducked his head, his lips drawn into a straight line, his eyes covered with his overgrown bangs so they could only see only the white portion of his eyes through it.“Good, bring him in.”The guard pushed open the interrogation room. A person inside could not see or listen to what was outside. The captive was silent the whole time, his eyes still down, looking at the guard’s legs as he followed and another guard closely stalking behind. In the middle of the dim room, there was a light bulb just above the wooden table, the only source of light in that entire room, with two cha
Their dilemma wasn’t over just yet. They had to gain the approval of one more person before their wedding ceremony, and that was Jonathan’s mother, Josephine.Alexandra insisted on building a better relationship with her upset mother-in-law. If Jonathan could impress her fearsome and bull-headed father, then she could coax Jonathan’s mother into accepting them too.Before their wedding takes place, she wanted everyone’s blessings. Including Josaphine’s and she would not shy away from appeasing Josaphine to gain her goodwill.***The place was the classic American home. A porch, a long veranda, high rooftops, and a yard that was big as a children’s park. It seemed like Josephine liked to keep the place uncomplicated and clean.Jonathan’s mother, according to his words, was the finest cook in the world. A woman who liked to do her own chores and leave them to the housekeeper. Who dressed simply, loved handling household affairs, and went to church religiously every single Sunday and pra
The soft silk sheets rustled as Alexandra stretched her arm to cuddle her husband. Her core was still sore from the slow-burning, passionate sex they had all night long. Letting out a groan, she buried her face into his neck which was specked with dark stubble. Oh, how she loved his beard. The rough texture was so satisfying to caress, and the feel of a stubbled cheek grazing her between her thighs was simply titillating.As she draped her long leg around his waist, a sharp, needle-like pain shot in her womb.She lifted the duvet and to her panic; she saw two blots of bloodstains on the sheets, mocking her. Her breath shriveled up in her throat and a malaise emerged in her womb.Swinging her legs to the floor, she rushed to the bathroom and removed her panties, and inserted her finger inside her, coating them with warm blood.“You will never be a mother.” The devil hissed, drawing out its forked tongue. “You will never get back what you’ve lost.”Her hand flew to her mouth to prevent
Sunrays poured through the tall windows of the church’s bridal suite, giving the white room a golden touch. The ladies were all busy tending to the bride’s wedding dress.Evangeline could barely breathe withch her bosom caged in the tight corset. “I will die.” She wheezed, holding on to the vanity table.“Oh, you won’t! I will see to it.” Catherine said, determined to make the dress fit. It seemed perfect when they tried it out in the bridal boutique.“I will become the first person to die for fashion.” Evan joked.Alexandra laughed, listening to this as she flipped a glossy page of a fashion magazine. She closed it and approached Evan to see what was going on with the dress.“I think it would be better if we pinned it first,” Alexandra suggested.“Pass me the pin, dear,” Catherine said, holding the edges of the corset tight.Alexandra skimmed through the small box of safety pins and passed it to her mother. Catherine pressed the ends of the corset securely and pinned them together. “
TRIGGER WARNING: The following chapter may be upsetting to some viewers. It contains violence and gore.***Blackness leaked into Gabriel’s subconscious like thick tar, impeding him from registering his surroundings for a few minutes. He blinked off the bleary vision and discovered himself in a bleak chamber, tied up in a metal chair with ropes that bit into his skin. The only source of light was the pale yellow lightbulb hanging above his head.He felt brainless, as one would get when drunk on spirit. He tried to recall where he was before ending up in this place. At the police station, the officers had locked him up for several days and questioned him for evidence. The trial was still ongoing, but an anonymous bailed him, giving the officers a hefty amount to free him. Gabriel didn’t know anyone who loved him so much to bail him out of jail, even after being aware of what evils he did. The moment he got out of the police station, a masked, who had bailed him asked to join him to me
The steel door shut before Anastasia with a rude screech and an ear-splitting rhythm of metal against metal, resounding around the cell walls and into her ears like pinballs. Anastasia gripped the metal bars and squeezed herself against it. “How long will I be here?” She asked.“Until someone comes in here and bails you.” The forty-something-year-old blonde officer sneered.She had confessed all of her crimes to the police this morning and stupidly thought they would let her go home. Home? Where will she go? Mama didn’t want her anymore. Papa will soon be prosecuted for all the crimes he had done in his lifetime.Kameron probably didn’t want her anymore, since their marriage was incomplete. Silvano was her only way out of here. She hoped he would come and free her.If he still loved her.“You smell like periods.”It was then Anastasia realized she wasn’t alone. A brunette prostitute, who was past her prime, hunched in the corner on the bench, covering her knees around her arms. She wr
All the guests who had witnessed the scene gasped in dread. Some of them, including Merideth Parker and Thomas Clarke, ran for their lives, realizing it wasn't safe to be in the presence of this maniac who just shot his wife. The metal gun slipped from Gabriel’s hand, his face sagged and his eye enlarged out of its sockets, seeing his wife bleeding on the floor. “C-Cathie…”His legs immediately took him towards Catherine, but Kameron lunged forward and boxed him in the face, knocking him to the ground and pinning him to the floor.Anastasia clung to her Catherine and cried helplessly, not knowing what to do. Alexandra stood there and stared expressionlessly at her mother, whose blood spilled out of her body. Catherine fluttered her eyes to keep them open. The tears in her eyes made those honey-brown irises shine like topaz as she gazed at Alexandra.If she was to die, she wanted to do it seeing her oldest daughter whom she had wronged all these years.Silvano came up to them and drop
Alexandra’s fierce, amber eyes bore right into Anastasia, who was on the verge of passing out from the built-up anxiety. Her weak knees buckled and she could barely pull herself together. The bouquet fell, the roses scattered, and she stared back at her sister in horror at what was yet to come.Placing a black-gloved hand on her chest, Alexandra put on an apologetic expression and swept her gaze over the audience. “My sincere apologies for the interruption, ladies and gentlemen.”Gabriel stood up and stalked towards her, his face heavy with anger. “What the hell are you doing here?!”“Can’t you tell? I was invited.” Alexandra lifted her chin, a gesture of disdain.The deep red shade on Gabriel’s face paled when he turned towards Kameron, who had a devilish smirk upon seeing Alexandra. “My heartily welcome, Lady Alexandra.” Kameron greeted.The audience broke out into a cacophony of mutters and whispers. They looked at each other with perplexed faces. What was going on here? And why di
“Looks like our beautiful bride is ready.” Kameron’s ridiculing voice broke Anastasia from her trance. She looked back at the woman in the mirror. Her doe-like brown eyes had turned red after she had mourned the night away. She had never shed a single tear for her grandfather’s death, but now misery had plagued her ability to realize the outcome of her past deeds. No one can escape fate. No one. “I am-,” Her voice had died out. She couldn’t ignore the pain in her throat. “Save that for the vows,” Kameron warned. He approached for a closer look at his bride, whose eyes were still glued to herself in the mirror. It was then he realized how beautiful she looked in the ivory white wedding dress. The makeup artist concealed all the wounds and bruises he had given her under that makeup. Her eyes seemed so clear and pure. She resembled Catherine physically, but her personality leans on the contrary. She wasn’t brave, nor had she had the unwavering disposition