Cara's last two words snapped Adonis out of his dazed state, and he stomped over to her with annoyance polluting his facial musculature."Little Adonis? Are you serious right now? Did you know about this before? You did this on purpose, didn't you?" "Excuse me? I just found out, and why would I want to get pregnant intentionally?" Cara snapped back at him, meeting his glare head-on."Then why?" She scoffed. "If you've forgotten, this is what happens when two genders of the opposite sex have unprotected sex, and we've been having a lot of that!" Her voice rose at the end.Was he going to blame her for this too? For getting pregnant?"Okay, okay, let's not forget that you have company." Luca raised his arm to call them to order but was promptly ignored.Adonis began to pace around the room, his hand restlessly running through his hair."How can you get pregnant? It's too early for a child; the circumstances right now are not even palatable. I thought you were being careful or preventi
Things had ultimately returned to normal at the Bernard's mansion. The men were back on their feet, and the regular chattering had resumed.Adonis looked better and was trying his best to restore order, and Cara was beginning to love her new pregnancy glow.—except for the constant vomiting, that is.The next day, after they'd settled on a compromise, Adonis had instructed that she be driven to the hospital for a thorough check, and the pregnancy was estimated to be a little over a month.He was back to being the cold man he was before they confessed their feelings to one another, just a little more attentive. They rarely shared conversations other than simple greetings and small talk over meals and he was very occupied with finding Antonio.He had invested a lot of time, effort, and resources in his search, but Antonio was doing a very good job of staying hidden. His hideouts and home had been thoroughly searched, but there was still no sign of him anywhere. Cara could see it made
Caras's POV"She's staying over?" I exclaimed as Adonis broke the news to me. "Why?"He sighed, taking off his shirt."She says she's here for emotional support. I don't need one, but there are a lot of rooms in the mansion, and I'm sure it was her father's idea. I don't want to seem ungrateful." "I don't like her," I confessed, and Adonis raised an eyebrow at me."You don't even know her.""I don't have to know her to not like her. Call it female intuition." He rose. "Well, good for you. I'm going to bed." And with that walked back into the room, leaving me to think it over with a dissatisfied pout.Have you ever met someone and just developed an instant dislike for the person? That's how I feel right now. There's something about that Natasha lady that doesn't just sit right with me.She could've introduced herself as the daughter of Bernardi's closest ally only. Why add Adonis's ex-fiancée? And that forlorn look on Adonis's face when he saw her. What was that? I was no seer or
Cara's POV"I don't like her, I don't! It's been more than a week. Why is she still here? Is Antonio that hard to find?" I complained to my companions as we lay binge-watching in the movie room.It's been over a week, and Natasha was still around. Her behaviour was beginning to get on my nerves. Not that she had done anything directly, but I just didn't like her closeness with Adonis."But you said she was being mindful of you." Cecelia chimed in from beside her man. They had been unusually cuddly today, and I made a mental note to ask her if everything was fine."Yes, she has been, but ah..." I groaned. "I don't know how to say it.""Then explain it." Tina piped in from the video call. She couldn't join us at the mansion due to a late work shift, so we had to settle for a call.I sat up. "Okay. Two days ago, after I got back from my check-up, she was sleeping on our living room sofa, and when I woke her up to ask why, she said she came to see Adonis but slept off. I mean, why wait?
Cara's POV Adonis watched me with nonchalant eyes like it was nothing serious. I scoffed.Was this how he was going to be?Natasha moved to hold my hand again. "Cara, I'm sorry—I held up my hand in silence."Not you. I'm talking to Adonis. This is between myself and my husband." 'I'll be coming back to you later.' I wanted to add but decided against it. Adonis's reply to my question would determine that.The door to his study was pushed open, and Luca came in with a worried-looking Cecelia. They must have caught on from my tone when I left the movie room that something was wrong, but the tension that they felt in the atmosphere confirmed it. "What's going on?" Luca asked, glancing between Adonis, Natasha, and me. "Adonis was just going to explain to me why Natasha knows about my family history even better than I do." Luca frowned and then turned to Adonis."Did you tell her?" I eyed him. "So you knew too. Good, who wants to do the honours of explaining it to me? ""Your father
Cara's POV"You've been expecting my call, mio amore (my love)?" Antonio's curious voice filtered through the phone. My lips thinned as a grim look adorned my face. The bastard still thinks he's funny. "Adonis has been searching for you since you went off the grid. You have no choice but to reach out to me. What better ally than his disloyal wife?" I attacked, not in the mood to humour anyone.He let out a reverberant laugh that broke into a fit of cough, letting me know he was in convalescence."He did a number on me." Then his voice became deadly serious. "A number I'd repay." I rolled my eyes at his reply. What is it with these men always having something to repay? The clothes in my hand fell onto one of the bags I had out as an idea popped into my head. My plan never really flopped. I just wasn't interested any longer.Kane was dead. Carlo was dead. That was it from the very start, and they were making it easy for me. Although I never planned for others like Dimitri and Sabest
The man with roguish blonde hair stood with his back pressed against the wall. Amidst the chaos of gunshots and gruesome fights, he was the only one with a huge grin on his face. Things were going according to plan.There was no way Dimitri would make it out alive. He was sure of that! Adonis couldn't do without him and was also sure to fall. The entire family would be ruined by the death of just one man.He chuckled again, and his long scar squeezed in an unseemly way. Finally, it was all falling into place. All that remained was to get out of there as soon as his brother and father made it out safely.Their long-term goal would be achieved after all.He cautiously peeked out from hiding to confirm they'd left but his heart jumped in fear at the sight.Fear for his brother and father.Adonis was furiously heading their way, clearing everything on his part. His eyes widened and he yelled."Carlo" But it was no use; he couldn't hear him, and Adonis was almost at his side. If Carlo w
"Why aren't you leaving?" Adonis asked Luca as the rest of the room dispersed, still in their dazed state.No one had ever seen Cara in that light, not to talk more about the outburst she had. The words she said came as a shock to some, then as a low blow to others, particularly Adonis himself.He could only stare blankly as though they were nothing more than ordinary words, but the withdrawn expression on his face as soon as she stormed out the door spoke volumes of how he felt.He shouldn't be hurt. It was nothing. He didn't care about what others thought of him, and that's how he had always lived, but his heart didn't agree with that theory anymore. "You messed up, man," Luca stated in an emotionless voice.Adonis ignored him, heading back to the work he had at hand before the show. He heaved a deep sigh, taking a seat at his desk."She wanted the truth.""And you could've placed it down in a different manner. You were being so carefree about it. Like her life meant nothing to you
Cara's POVAll through the drive to the hospital, I couldn't stop imagining the what-ifs.What if his case had worsened? What if his case was already beyond the point of recovery? What if he doesn't regain consciousness at all?I didn't know what to expect, and the fact in itself was sickening. Literally speaking.At the hospital, we found my father and Doctor Bruno talking at the reception and were immediately escorted to Adonis's room."What happened? He was fine before I left." I asked, my eyes zeroed in on my husband's unconscious form. "I don't understand either. We stood up to see Diavolo out when fluid suddenly began to leak from his nostrils—My face contorted, "Excuse me, what? Fluid?""I wouldn't say it was sudden. The fluid is from his brain. I believe there's a leak somewhere." Doctor Bruno cut in, "Remember, we have left this untreated for long, so adverse effects like this are bound to occur."My heart skipped a beat. At the end of the day, it was due to Adonis's stub
"To warn you." Was all Cara said, but those three words were enough to get his full attention if it was still divided. "Diavolo's at my father's." Luca leaned forward, clasping his hands in concentration."The time has come then?" "Yes, it has." She confirmed. Both were speaking in parables... half words. Despite not using complete sentences, they understood each other."I'm surprised Adonis let you leave the house at all." "He didn't have a choice. My presence there would only cause chaos. It was better for me to be away, believe me." "Still, you could've sent someone. It's not safe for you to be moving around unprotected. Adrian had recruited a lot of people. The threat would be too overwhelming for a mere dozen guards.""I don't have a dozen and have you forgotten what I said?" Cara stressed. "I needed to warn you." "Yeah. From what? Adonis couldn't come himself to do so?" He scoffed, rising to his feet to get his pills.One of the few things he was grateful about for Cecelia
Cara's POV One would think arriving at the mansion I'd missed so much would bring me joy, but it only made my anxiety turn sour.What are the odds that I'd meet Tina at the door just as I was about to walk in?"Well, well, look what the cat dragged in..." she taunted.As usual, I was taken aback; it would take a million years for me to get used to this version of her. She used to be the only reason I looked forward to working at the restaurant... one of the sources of my rarely enjoyed happiness. Now she was... different.She gave me a once-over, her face scrunched up like she was disgusted. "You look fat... I must say. And how is life treating you, now that your rich husband is not so rich? Did you think all your problems would go away when you married him?" Tina laughed mockingly.I eyed her outfit, composed of the latest pieces of Louis Vuitton from her head down to her feet. "Are you sure you're not projecting yourself on me?""Excuse me?""You're the one who changed because you
Cara's POVI didn't go down immediately. Adonis wasn't a child or a stupid man; the fact that he brought Diavolo to our home meant that he was trying to achieve something.Whatever it was, I was not interested. As we had indirectly decided months ago, he could do as he pleased. I was already doing the same.Diavolo's acceptance of the invitation made me uneasy. Living with men who had mastered the act of manipulation and psychology in their work dealings had taught me more than a thing or two.He wasn't here to play.Making my spine as straight as possible, I began heading towards our room."Come along with me. I'll need your help." The maid didn't argue and silently followed. One of the attributes one must have to work for a man like my father.Never ask questions.I went straight into our dressing room, moving over to the section of clothes I hadn't touched for months. Adonis's side of the dressing room seemed to be more comfortable than mine, so I lived wearing his clothes.Not to
Cara's POVThere isn't much to say. Literally, there isn't. I'd never been to a theatre to watch a play, but I've read tons of novels where the saying, 'The show must go on' was used. That was the best description of our current situation.Life took unexpected turns, the unusual becoming the new normal... and in my case, the lines between what's real and unreal become distorted, yet we live.Two months have passed since that day... the day the first group of Adonis's men was taken. Since then, more have followed.Now, we're just living like things are normal; life at the mansion was crumbling. Luca barely shows up at my father's home anymore. He calls only when he has important information, and the call is never two-way. Day and night, I'm surrounded by complaints about his unavailability. Even when I tried to reach him, I was met with the same silence.'The number you're trying to call is busy; please try again later'.I think we broke him. Although Cecelia seems to believe the 'w
Cara's POV I watched with worried eyes as Adonis shrugged off the two pairs of supporting arms that prevented him from falling face flat as he found his footing—to my utmost disappointment, he didn't pass out."I'm fine." He grumbled.I was reaching my breaking point. How long could it take a man to lose consciousness?Was his brain truly in control of his body system like all normal humans, or was he the one controlling it?However, my patience was wearing thin, and the limit was soon reached."We should get you admitted." I deadpanned, ready for the disagreement that would spring up."You know my answer to that." He rasped, taking a seat. "I have a few days more to go.""Nothing is likely to change. You heard the bombshell Luca dropped. The symptoms are worsening." My mouth stated points I believed were valid enough to get him to change his mind, but this was Adonis.He was as stubborn as a goat. "All the more reason why I should be home."Despair washed over me. I looked at him,
Cara's POV The cutlery, halfway to Adonis's lips, fell from his hand at those startling words. Slowly, very slowly, he lifted his gaze, once emotionless, now hard, pinning it on his second-in-command."What the fuck are you talking about?" His voice was deadly calm, yet I felt the chill in them.Luca began to pace, unfazed by his friend's shift in emotion. "My phone had been blowing up with calls and texts from the guys." He ran a hand down his face, a flicker of something that looked like regret crossing it. "I didn't get to check it until a few hours ago, but I dashed to the mansion immediately after I got the news."Adonis narrowed his eyes at him, a brewing storm in them. I could hear his teeth grinding together, the sound clawing at my skin.He was mad! Extremely... mad.The rest of the people in the room were just as shocked as I was. They stared speechless, peering eyes watching the movements of both men. All except for my father, who pushed away his almost empty plate, taking
Cara's POVAfter leaving Doctor Bruno's office, I spent the rest of the day stuffing myself in the hospital cafeteria while I waited for Adonis to be done with his examinations.At the end of it all, we left in separate cars, a stark contrast to our arrival. The emotions, the atmosphere, everything down to the littlest details was different.The heavy tension, born of fear for the news we might receive at the hospital, gave way to an awkwardness neither of us wanted to acknowledge.Talking about it meant compromising, which we weren't ready to do. Not he, nor I. It was better that way."I'd be back," Adonis said in a low voice as he drove off with an extra car packed with about five guards behind him. The dark circles underneath his eyes spoke volumes about the stressful poking and prodding he'd endured all day. His usually proud posture had a slight slouch yet I acted oblivious as I was escorted to the other car, surrounded by my guards,"I'll be waiting back at the house." Was my o
Cara's POVSilence hung heavily in the room, the thick smell of antiseptic, suffocating despite being in an office. The leather chair felt as cold as the diagnosis made me feel as my husband and I took in Doctor Bruno's last words to us. Our lives felt like a labyrinth of chaos; with every step we took forward, there was more trouble waiting to jump in our faces.It seemed like there was no end to this.Adonis's sickness seemed too convenient, just like the other unplanned and unforeseen problems. One after another. Yet I couldn't show how I was feeling. I was always the dramatic one—the one amongst us who couldn't hide her emotions and would display exactly how it was, leaning on my man's broad shoulders.Not this time. Adonis did his best to hide it, but I could see how shaken he was about losing his memory. He had taken the crown from me. It was my turn to be there for him and support him as he always did me. It was like wearing his suit, too large and heavy, but necessary.I sup