Adonis's POV
I was stuck in an unknown place—I'd been stuck there for a while. Living through the same horror over and over again. The crazed look in Natasha's eyes as she aimed for Cara and gow I jumped in without a second. The repetition caused me to keep reliving the pain. The pain and anxiety I felt when I thought Cara was going to die. The pain as the shot pierced through my chest. At first, it was all I kept seeing until that one time when I heard her voice. 'Adonis. I need you.' It reminded me of that night in the room. I wanted to go to her but couldn't. In the empty hollowness of my mind, I felt lost. Once in a while, I'd hear her voice and other times; it was just blackness. Then, the very day, I saw her in the void, and she reached out to me... the moment I took her hands, my eyes fluttered open. They lazily fluttered about the space. What I laid on felt extremely soft and comfortable. I recognised it as my bed; then my eyes took in the familiar sight of my room. Everything came back to me. Although the room was looking unusually bare. Where was Cara? My body felt heavy. How long had I been asleep? Pushing back, I dragged myself off the bed, using the wall as a support to get to the living room. She still wasn't there, so I turned to the study, praying she was in there because I didn't think I had the strength to go down for further searching, but the sight I met wasn't one I'd imagine in a million years. My best friend was sitting in my chair with Cara's friend on his lap while they discussed in whispers. I couldn't make out what they were talking about, but when the words, 'Men. You. Capo.' reached my ears, I knew I had to step in. "Luca?" His head jerked up, and I saw the subtle slump of his shoulder in relief. "What did I just hear about you becoming Capo?" "You're awake?" Tina spluttered in disbelief, and I raised an eyebrow in question. Sweat already pooling on my face. My eyes darted to the woman on his lap. I felt like the question I asked should come second, and the other one that was giving me an icky feeling, making my swollen eyes twitch, should be addressed first. So with a steady breath, I asked again. "Tell me why you're in my study with Tina sitting on your lap." My legs being too weak to support my weight for too long, suddenly wobbled. I needed to sit down before I passed out. Slowly walking in, I gently deposited myself on the sofa, closing my eyes as I drew in a few calming breaths to stabilise my harsh breathing. "I should text Doctor Bruno," Luca said, pulling out his phone, and I waited quietly for him to be done. The next question was shooting out of my mouth as soon as he dropped the phone. "Where's Cara?" "Which do you want us to reply to? The first, second, or third question?" Tina asked with a disturbing smile. My eyes opened with a frown. I didn't remember her to be this open and freely spoken. What was going on? "Where's my wife?" I asked again. No one replied. Luca looked away. "She's gone." Gone. I repeated in my head. "Okay. Gone for a check-up or an outing or what?" I tried to emphasise in a hard voice, but it came out hoarse, and I broke into a fit of cough. "Be careful, man. Have you had something to drink? Why don't we take this back to the room, and we can talk after Doctor Bruno gets here and checks you over? "Is there something I should know about Luca?" He remained silent again. "Why don't we just tell him? There's nothing he can do about it anyway." Tina burst out, pulling Luca's face closer to hers, any extra inch, they'd be kissing. "Wait," I squinted at them. The stress was beginning to get to me, and my head was pounding. "You're not with Cecelia anymore?" "Look, Adonis— —Shut it!" Her lips glued shut at my low growl. "I'm trying my best to respect you as Cara's friend, but you're pushing it." She must have thought I was a joke because I just came out of a coma. "Now, Luca, tell me. Answer my questions." However, when his gaze finally met mine, I didn't need to hear it from him for any confirmation. "I'm going to become Capo, Adonis. Yes, I'm with Tina now. Cece and I didn't work out, and Cara... she left. Like, left the mansion." "What?" I asked incredulously. That was impossible. There was no way she'd leave me without a word. We'd grown over that stage. Studying Luca, I didn't even believe a word he said. They might be true but I was sure he had his reasons. Exhaling deeply, I rose to my feet. "You know what? I think I'll take your advice, let's discuss this after I get checked over. I feel like hell right now." "Why are you letting him go?" Tina screeched. "Tell him the truth now. He still believes he's in charge here." "Luca, tame your woman's tongue or I'll do it myself." I waved tiredly over my head with the arm that wasn't holding onto the wall. Just as I was about to pull the door open, it was pulled back and the woman I'd sworn I'd never see again till the day I died, stood in front of me. She hadn't realised that I was the one. "Oh, thank you, Luca." She said, searching her bag. "I think I lost my pack of blunts. Do you have— My mother trailed off as her eyes came in contact with mine. Suddenly, the weakness I was feeling wasn't the main priority anymore. Without turning away, I gritted out in a low, stressed, cold tone. "What. Is. This woman doing here?" That innocent look that she always had was still there as she stared up at me, open-mouthed. "Adonis?" It was a whisper but I heard. Breathing heavily, I took a step back turning to Luca, "I asked why this whore was here?" "My mother isn't a whore. Where are your manners?" Tina's annoying voice chimed in again. My ears began to ring. "Your mother?" "I told you to tell him the truth." She accused Luca. "If you won't, I will. Look, Adonis, you are— —enough!" Luca thundered. "I said I was going to do it myself." "Yes. Please proceed." I encouraged, and he dived into it all. Cara's birth origin, mine, and even the littlest negligible information, filling me in on everything I'd missed out on during the last two months. That was another astonishment. I was out for two months. "Now you know why you don't deserve to be Capo. Cara left because we promised not to reveal your true identity to the men and leave you with nothing." "She sacrificed herself for me, and you let her go, Luca?" "It was better that way." He replied plainly and I nodded. The news shook me to my very core but I wasn't going to let it show. I wasn't going to give them the satisfaction of watching me crumble. "Is there anything you'd like to tell me before I make my decision?" I asked him for the last time. I wanted to be sure we were on the right page, if not the same. Luca stared back at me with that same plain look. "Fine." I began dragging myself towards a shelf in my study. "Of everything you all did, nothing is more unforgivable than what you did to Cara. She's pregnant, for fuck sake, Luca. Pregnant and you sent her away?" "She agreed to for you. If anything it's your fault." "Her father's rich enough to support her too." Tina giggled which I ignored. "So you also allowed that woman in for my sake? Like you didn't know I'd rather die than have her come within two feet of me!" "Adonis!" My mother exclaimed "Take my name out of your filthy mouth. Who knows where it has been?" I shot back. "Adonis. You're not fit for this; just go back, and we can conclude later. We'll be kind enough to compromise like we did for Cara." I chuckled darkly. "It's the fact that you think I'd watch you all go through with your plan." Reaching for the object I'd had in mind, I raised my shaky hands and sweaty face, aiming the gun at the whore. "Not one of you undeserving bastards would be taking the throne from me.""Your drinks."Cara mumbled, dropping the tray filled with drinks on the table before walking away. Anyone could tell she was extra grumpy and moody tonight.Who wouldn't be?Struggling to make ends meet with a drunk and gambler for a father hasn't always been easy for her, but he was her only family. She'd pick doing this every day over losing him.Like everyone else, her family was once a happy one. She had a loving mother who was the best stay-at-home wife and a hard-working father who worked at one of the top marketing firms. Everything went crashing down when her mother became diagnosed with stage three lung cancer in her first year at college. Being the breadwinner of the family, her father couldn't take a break from work, and Cara had to take a year break from college.Who knew a year break would become a permanent drop-out?Fate decided it was time to play a cruel game on them, and her mother passed eight months after. Between the piled-up medical bills and long avoided utilit
"Timothy!" Cara gasped in horror, the tray crashing to the floor as it fell from her hands.Hearing the sudden crash, everyone in the booth looked up at her, but her eyes were stuck on just one person. He hadn't seemed to realise she was the one yet, as he was so occupied with the bimbo sitting on his lap, he couldn't spare her more than a glance.Cara watched in shock as the man she would be getting married to in a few months time-the man who was supposedly in a meeting with a client-whispered into the ears of the lady sitting on his legs and how she giggled unnecessarily in reply.Her eyes welled up with tears. Looking around once more, she saw more familiar faces. This betrayal, she felt her entire world come crashing down.Sitting in the room with Timothy were his friends and their girlfriends-the people she thought were her friends too, but she was wrong. She'd known them for as long as she'd known Timothy and wondered if they only saw her as his girlfriend instead of a friend.D
Timothy stood fuming with rage as he watched Cara break off the kiss with the unknown man, reflecting on her last words.Babe. You're here? Babe. You're here?!His hands balled into fists as he simmered in anger."You've been cheating on me?" He spat out distastefully, and Cara let out a cold laugh."I guess we can call it even then." She entwined her fingers with that of her pretend boyfriend's. "...or maybe not. This is your fourth time, right?"Timothy, visibly annoyed, took a step towards her."Are you crazy? Come over here while I'm still being nice, and let's go home."Cara let out a hollow laugh."Home? You mean the apartment I paid for?""I never asked you to! You did that on your own." Timothy replied with a snarl.Cara felt foolish once again. After everything she had done for him, he was just going to brush it off like none of it mattered. Like it didn't cost her a lot.She was always the one giving, even with the little she had.Was she really foolish?Memories of the time
Bernardi HotelCara let out a small moan as she rolled over on the bed, taking in the unfamiliar room. She felt her ears prickle at the sound of the shower running in the other room and came to the conclusion that she wasn't alone.Glancing at the bedside clock, it read 8 a.m. She sat up suddenly, which wasn't the best choice at the moment, as she felt a slight twinge of pain in between her legs.She was late for work.She moved to get off the bed when memories from the night before flooded her mind.Adonis taking her on the wall of the club. In the car. In the elevator. At the door of the hotel room. On the bed. When she cried out she couldn't take anymore, he took her on the bed again. In the shower... and finally in the early hours of the morning.He was a beast in bed, unravelling even the deepest fantasies she never knew she had.Cara felt her face flush red with embarrassment; she couldn't believe she just had a one-night stand with a man she barely knew-not even his name.She h
All heads turned at the ding of the doorbell. They watched the young woman, who could easily pass for a high schooler, hold tightly to the tote bag on her arm as she skipped into the cafe with a big smile on her face.Multiple faces tried to stifle their laughter as she walked up to the counter in clothes that looked to be three times her size, but she couldn't be bothered. It hadn't even occurred to her that she was the centre of attraction."Good morning. Two cups of caramel machiatto and one walnut pie, please." Cara ordered as she thought back on the last time her family had walnut pie. It used to be a tradition. Whenever there was good news to share, they always had walnut pie.She decided it was time to renew the tradition. It seemed like only good things would happen from now on."Your coffees and walnut pie." The attendant said, and Cara received them with an overly excited thank you.She pulled up the tote bag on her shoulder for the third time since she'd reached the cafe as
Gone was the carefree girl with light eyes that showed happiness; a minute was enough for Cara to understand what was happening. Staring at the men through blazing bloodshot eyes, she whispered."Is that my father?" Silence reigned in the room, and Cara's eyes drifted over to the body on the floor. She closed her it in pain, and a single tear rolled out.Followed by another and another until they were gushing, yet a sound didn't come from her. She raised her head to look at the man with the bloodied knife in hand."Is that my father?" He smirked, his eyes crinkling at the side."Mine is six feet under, so he definitely isn't mine."His subordinates snickered, and suddenly, All hell broke loose."You bastard!" Cara screamed as she lunged for him, but was blocked by one of the men.Was her life a joke? Her father's dead, yet they seem to be acting like nothing happened. Is murder a joke to them?She clawed at the air, thinking of a way to free herself from his subordinate's hold. Th
The Bernardi Mansion.A heavy knock sounded on the door of Adonis's home study, and he ignored it as he leaned back, stretching his legs to get comfortable, his eyes not leaving the laptop screen on his black mahogany desk.It was footage of the club from the night before.Folding his hands beneath his chin, he narrowed his eyes as a young man came into view; he looked around twice before slipping into an office.Adonis's office at the club.The knocking continued, more louder and impatient than the first. Before Adonis could tell whoever it was to go away, the door was thrown open.A young, handsome man who looked to be no more than 35 years old strolled in with a teasing smirk and a bag of chips in one hand. Unlike Adonis, who always wore a simple black-brown, roughly curled hairstyle, he was a blondie with the same build.Adonis threw him a glance."I didn't say enter.""...but I don't care either way." Luca sang out, munching loudly on the chips.Adonis rolled his eyes at Luca. Th
It took Luca longer than he'd like to admit for the meaning of those words to register in his brain.I want you to meet my future wife.Oh, h*ll no!He sprung to his feet just as the door to Adonis's fancy study slammed shut, in pursuit of the man himself. "Tell me you're joking." Adonis paused in his steps, fixed him with a cool, then shrugged as if to say, 'If that's what you want.'"I'm joking." "Thank God." Luca breathed. "And for one second I thought you were actually serious about finding a wife." Adonis stopped once again. This time, he had reached the top of the grand staircase that led to the living room. He turned to Luca."I wasn't joking about you meeting my wife—well, fiancè for now." "You just said you were joking." "Because you asked me to." He retorted and resumed his journey down the stairs. Knowing Luca, it'd take another minute or two for him to fully grasp the situation, but that was just how he was. Whenever he was smart, he was smart to the core, and whene
Adonis's POVI was stuck in an unknown place—I'd been stuck there for a while. Living through the same horror over and over again.The crazed look in Natasha's eyes as she aimed for Cara and gow I jumped in without a second.The repetition caused me to keep reliving the pain.The pain and anxiety I felt when I thought Cara was going to die.The pain as the shot pierced through my chest.At first, it was all I kept seeing until that one time when I heard her voice. 'Adonis. I need you.'It reminded me of that night in the room. I wanted to go to her but couldn't. In the empty hollowness of my mind, I felt lost.Once in a while, I'd hear her voice and other times; it was just blackness. Then, the very day, I saw her in the void, and she reached out to me... the moment I took her hands, my eyes fluttered open. They lazily fluttered about the space. What I laid on felt extremely soft and comfortable.I recognised it as my bed; then my eyes took in the familiar sight of my room.Everyth
Whoever had said love doesn't bring pain had lied. After our intimate night together, I'd tried everything I could to get Cecelia to leave, but it just always ended in just a fight.We were both walking on eggshells around each other, yet she refused to leave.It got me thinking: Does she love me that much to stick by my side, or have I made her used to toxic situations?There was a sizzling tension between us that was threatening to explode anytime soon. The fact that I was also busy making arrangements at the mansion made it easier to avoid her, but that meant I had to see Cara.She, I knew, I had to avoid at all costs. There was no use acting like I was pissed at her; she'd see right through me. Unlike Cecelia who kept overlooking everything I did, and I couldn't be more glad when Miguel reached out to me to begin the plan.It was going to be the last straw for her, and as I anticipated—it was.Approaching Tina was overrated. I already knew it'd be easy, but it was too easy.How
"Sebastien again? Why didn't you do anything about it then?" Miguel shrugged, pouring himself another drink."Because I wasn't sure. He was yet to show his true colours, so I couldn't follow up my suspicions." "What makes you so sure now?" "The truth." What truth again?Maybe I should take him up on his offer to sit after all. So, without asking for permission, I picked up the second glass that was brought in for me when I came in and poured myself a shot, too. He eyed me with a small smile."I thought you said you were fine." I threw it back at once, pouring another that I took with me to my seat."That was until I heard all these. You're yet to answer my question. How sure are you?""You told me you suspected that Antonio knew of my daughter's Spanish roots. Turns out his father had once given him a clue, but he wasn't broad-minded and only saw the close-up, not the whole picture. Sebastian wasn't trying to tell him to come after my throne. Mine and Dimitri's is just a step in
Flashback: The day after Adonis's rescue..."You're back." Miguel eyed me, taking a sip out of his whisky glass.I couldn't blame his attitude. If I were in his shoes, I'd be more hostile. With the encounters and revelations that happened the day before, weariness was allowed. Especially since his long-lost daughter agreed to go back with me instead of staying with him.But I also couldn't care less.After our intense discussions yesterday, a lot of questions began bugging my mind. Things didn't add up, but I didn't want to worry Cara by opening up another void she wouldn't be able to fill."I have questions." One of his brows shot up, and amusement displayed across his face. He took another sip."That's why I'm sitting here. You don't think you have the power to summon me whenever you like, do you?" I ignored the question, refusing to drop my hardened expression. Until I got the answers I wanted, this man still wasn't to be trusted.Cara's father or not.Suddenly, he sat up, downi
Cara's POV"I'm sorry for the discomfort, Mrs. Bernardi. The baby seems to be hiding away, and I can't seem to get a good position." The doctor said jokingly, moving the wand-like device all around my bump.I just gave a small smile in reply, waiting patiently to hear the news. If anyone had asked me, this wasn't how I expected to find out the gender of my child. I'd imagined my huge hulk by my side, nervously twitching his fingers every five minutes as he sat quietly for the reveal. There'll be that slight pull down of his brows that he thought no one noticed when he was anxious. But as fate would have it, I was doing it alone.It was better than doing it with an unconscious Adonis anyway.I didn't feel motivated to find out the gender and wouldn't have decided to do so if it hadn't been for the unusually rapid growth of my bump. Just a month ago, it was barely there, and now, it had doubled in size. Then the severe discomfort began."My!" The doctor gasped, snapping me out of my t
Cara's POV "This isn't what we agreed on."Unfortunately, that wasn't me but Sarah, yet it was exactly what I had in mind. Luca becoming Capo?"I pondered over it and decided it was best mama. It'll be easier that way." Tina replied."That sounds all shades of wrong. Why would you want to crown him instead of Adonis?" I turned to the man himself. "Do you want to be Capo?"He shrugged. Like, actually moved his shoulder with an indifferent expression. Nothing was nonchalant about this issue!"I see no reason why."My mouth fell open."You see no reason—Luca, this is a position that is meant for Adonis. Your friend. Your brother! And you want to snatch it away from him.""You know why. It's better that way.""It is not! No one knows about it. Everything would be fine if the four of us in this room kept our mouths shut. What's so hard about that?""The mafia isn't as simple as you think, Cara." His face hardened. "A secret isn't a secret if it is beyond two persons. Do you want to wa
Cara swallowed.Her mind spun, looking for a quick save, as she immediately thought to create a diversion, and her mouth blurted out the first thing it thought of."You decided to show up for the first time in weeks and you did that with your mistress?" She accused, portraying so much confidence, contrasting totally its state of mayhem.How was she to reply to something she wasn't sure about when she wasn't also sure that the person asking was on her side?Luca frowned,"I still am the second-in-command. I can be here whenever I want.""I completely doubt that. What are you doing here with this sly b*tch?" She argued, gesturing towards Tina, who had moved from clinging to Luca to practically sitting on him. Hissing in disappointment, her eyes rolled at their unnecessary display of actions. "You don't need to do this. We already know you're a whore."Luca's head jerked up at her words."You would not speak to Augustina that way!""I will speak to her whichever way I like. If you've
Cara let out a deep sigh, taking a seat at Adonis's desk as she turned over to the men who had escorted Sarah up."Thank you. You can leave and tell everyone I would not like to be disturbed."The two men paused with an apprehensive look, considering if it was a wise thing to leave their Capo's wife with an unfamiliar face."We have orders that—"I give the orders now, remember?" She interruptedHowever, her stern gaze said, 'I'm safe for now.' Other than that, she gave nothing away, so with a subtle nod of their head, the men filed out of the study.She turned to address Sarah, who was so busy admiring the room, with shameless astonishment drawn all over her face."I don't think I've said this to you before, but you're one shitty mother. Adonis deserves better, and you're only here because I want you to be. I only brought you up to let you know that. Be constantly reminded and keep your mouth shut." A brief thoughtful look crossed Cara's face.Maybe it wasn't about the position. May
Cara walked into the living room to meet a woman who didn't look as old as she'd expected her to be, raving like a person high on cocaine.If the stories she'd heard about her were true, it wasn't less of a factor to consider.Her saggy skin and dry bones looked to have seen better days. Still, she could see the family resemblance.She didn't need DNA to confirm that the woman was indeed related to Adonis.But that didn't mean that Cara was going to accept her easily. She stood with a hard look, crossing her arms over her chest, eyeing the woman who was sitting comfortably, loudly exercising her lips in a game of gum wrestle."Who let a madwoman into my home?"One of the men stepped forward."Mrs. Bernardi. She claims to know the Capo—Slap!Cecelia sucked in the air in shock, reminding everyone of her presence."Just because a nobody claims to know your Capo, you let her in?" Cara yelled in anger."Excuse me—"Is that how you were trained?" She continued ignoring the voice that chime