"Sei pazzo?" Luca exclaimed.
"Dimmi Adonis! Are you crazy? Uhn? A war? Your coronation is just a few days away, but you want to start a war? You must be crazy." "Keep your voice down!" Adonis hissed. "Keep my voice down. Are you even hearing yourself?" Adonis looked away. This was exactly why he wanted to keep it to himself. "Your grandfather mustn't hear about this!" Luca concluded. "Forget it, Adonis. Don't start anything." He paused. "You haven't started anything, right?" Adonis remained muted. "Mio Dio Adonis. Tell me you haven't done anything stupid and I don't mean literally." All Luca got in return was silence. He stared at Adonis, a disappointed and frustrated look on his face at his nonchalance. Adonis was sprawled out comfortably on the sofa, his arms folded to his chest as he avoided Luca's gaze like he hadn't just dropped a bombshell. This was bad. Very bad. Breaking the treaty could threaten Adonis's position in the family. He might not get a chance to be Capo anymore. The people already believed he was too hard-headed and irrational. Adonis was unforgiving, stuck in his ways, manipulative, possessive and proud. He had no care for anyone or anything in the world and would do anything to get what he wanted. Although in their line of work, it was a bonus but in times like this, it made him difficult to deal with. How were they going to break the news to his grandfather? Luca drew in a shaky breath. There was nothing he could do. The deed had been done. All they could do was patch things up and be responsible for the damages. "Tell me everything from the beginning," He spoke after he'd calmed down a bit. "You're giving me orders now?" "Cut your domineering bullsh*t, Adonis. Now is not the time. Who did you kill? Antonio? Carlo?" "I never said I killed anyone." Luca glanced at him warily. "Oh really?" "At least not yet, anyway." "But you said you were going to war with them. I assumed you broke the treaty." Adonis sat upright. "I said I was going to war with them; I haven't started yet. I just sent them a warning. Also, I didn't break the treaty. They did." "They did? How?" Adonis glanced at the door to the dining room as he lowered his voice. "They killed my soon-to-be father-in-law." Luca tilted his head, confusion written all over his face. He tried to connect the dots. The treaty says both families would put the past behind them until one of them initiated an attack on either family. If Adonis says his father-in-law was killed, then... "Your fiancé's father?" "Bingo!" Luca squinted his eyes at him. "...but you knew about it. You admitted that much when we were in the dining room. I know you had the guys watching her Adonis. You could've saved him if you wanted to." "That's the thing. I never wanted to save him." "You wanted your father-in-law gone?" Adonis glanced at the door once again. Cara was taking her time. Was she really considering pulling out? "Remember how you said I had another reason for choosing her? You were right. The background check you ran on her was worth it." Luca's eyebrow rose in question and he continued. "I saw her at the front of the club's staff room when I went down last night. I believe she was in the middle of a breakup with her fiancé, a guy she called Timothy, but that was the problem. You see, the background check showed his name as Kane Roberts." "How does that fit into all of this?" "He recognized me at first sight, and I could detect a practically almost non-existent Italian accent from him but I noticed that she knew nothing of it." Adonis nodded in the direction of the dining room. Luca stroked his chin in deep thought. "He could've had a name change." "No. He's the guy in the footage. He tainted my drink." Adonis confirmed. "You mean he's working for the Grecos?" "No. He works with the Grecos. Freddy reported he was at Cara's home with the brothers just a few hours ago." "How come she never knew?" "I thought so, too, until I noticed the connection ran deep. He frequents the gambling den her dead father used to visit, and the den belongs to the Grecos." Luca blinked. He knew where this was going already, and if what he was thinking was true, then Cara had been thoroughly deceived. He fixed his eyes on Adonis. "Let me guess, the Grecos were once involved with her father." Adonis smirked; his friend was back! "And he didn't even know about it!" Luca frowned. "What do you mean?" "He's not her biological father." **** Italian Vocabulary Sei pazzo? means Are you crazy? Mio Dio means My God. Dimmi means Tell me.Luca staredAdonis stared back.He raised an eyebrow at him.Adonis nodded"You've got to be kidding me. What is this? A Telemundo series?"This was too complicated for a girl living a simple life. H*ll, it was all too much for him to take in, and he'd seen worse.Gambling and the Grecos in one sentence? The Grecos would do anything for money. Their separation from the family is a testament to that. Surely it was going to be a catastrophe. The wheels kept turning in his head. He unconsciously cracked his knuckles. "How exactly did he get involved with the Grecos? I don't think gambling was the only reason they crossed paths." Adonis hummed in agreement."The gambling facade is just a major trick in reviving their plans. From what I found out, I believe Kane approached Cara intending to fuel her father's gambling habits. His past activity showed that he had always been a gambler, but it became worse when he lost his wife." "She's also not her biological mother?" "No. She isn't.""F
Cara stood by the wall, staring at the closed door. If it wasn't for the pain she felt from her bruised lip, she'd have thought it was all a dream. Did he just do that on purpose?What a psychopath! No. Psychopath isn't the right word. What a sadist!She began to pace around the room. Was she sure she made the right choice? Yes, she was here for revenge and revenge alone. Not for a crazy, annoying, sexy...Sexy? No way! He might be extremely hot and very, very, very good in bed, but the truth remains he was a narcissist.Adonis had just proven a few minutes ago that he didn't care what happened to her. He's just an arrogant and domineering liar. How else could she explain all the lies and things he kept from her? He knew she was going to be in danger if she associated herself with him and look, her father had been killed.Cara mentally prepped herself.She was here for revenge and nothing else. She mustn't get sidetracked. She needed a plan. A plan to make them all pay. These peo
Antonio burst into laughter, cackling like a madman who was high on marijuana. His loud voice echoed through the speakers of the phone, irritating Cara. Had she cracked a joke?Ever since she'd put this call through, he'd laughed at almost everything she said. Willing herself to be patient, she waited a while for his laughter to die down."Nice one, amore, but I would know if Adonis is getting married. My men would have reported that to me."She scrunched up her face at the word amore."Maybe they aren't as skilled as you thought then." "If this is a joke, you had better stop now. I do not appreciate being toyed with." "Why would I want to toy with you? Have you forgotten you killed my father?" "Ahhh... yes." Antonio sighed as though he'd forgotten. "So you're being serious then?" "You can tell your men to ask around. I'm sure everyone will get the news by tomorrow." Antonio hummed, and from the tone behind his voice, Cara knew he was suspicious. This was her chance to convince
Adonis followed the direction of Cara's gaze to see Luca looking like a dear that had been caught in sheer light. He glared at him."I don't know. Why don't you tell us, Luca?" Luca smiled sheepishly, looking between them."Sorry. It's just weird seeing a strange person here. Especially when the outsider's a lady invited by Adonis himself." Cara scoffed."Well, it's reassuring to know that he doesn't naturally surround himself with women. It'll make this more believable. I'm guessing you know our arrangement, Mr.?"Luca. Just Luca." "Okay, Luca. I'm Cara. I already said that before, right?""Yeah. I'm Luca Romano. This dufus best and only friend." He replied with a face-splitting grin, extending his hand towards Adonis, who was still sitting silently with his arm crossed over his chest."He has a friend? What a wonder!""I know. I'm just a lovable person." Luca replied, earning a small smile from Cara. At first, she thought he'd be arrogant and annoying, just like Adonis, but she
It wasn't until noon of the next day that Cara was woken by the urge to pee. Still sleepy, she rolled out of bed with a big yawn, her hair a fizzled mess as she blindly located the restroom. She forcefully plopped one eye open as she did her business, staring at the transparent bath cubicle in the combined bathroom.Cara sat upright. All traces of sleep vanished from her eyes. Transparent bath cubicle? In her home?She hurriedly finished her business and dashed out of the restroom. She had almost pulled open the door of the room when memories of the previous day came flooding into her mind.The lightness she felt disappeared and was replaced with the gloomy feeling from the day before. She turned back towards the queen-sized bed and caught sight of some clothes laid out by the side.A black pair of sweats and a new set of underwear in her size were kept neatly, and by the side, a new toothbrush. She felt exposed at the fact that someone came in while she was asleep and mentally rem
Cara trailed behind Adonis as he pulled open one of the closed doors, a frustrated pout on her lips."I would not lie and say I've not thought about it, but is it really necessary?""Yes.""Why? No one would notice anyway." "Yes, they would. The mansion is like a chill house for the guys. Luca stayed over yesterday and he does that whenever we have pending work or his girlfriend is out of town. Moreover, the other guys would be suspicious if we claimed to be married but are staying in separate rooms.""Luca has a girlfriend?" Cara asked incredulously."Yes. Been engaged for over a year now." "Oh. Wow."No wonder he sounded like a sap the night before. She peeked at Adonis, a calculating look on her face. How exactly were they friends when they were totally different? A small ding echoed and she watched Adonis pull out his phone from his back pocket, scrolling through it. He looked up when she refused to go into the room."Are you coming in or what?""Coming coming." A gasp escape
"What do you mean your grandfather just landed on the estate?" Cara shrieked."Landed as in jet, airplane," Adonis stated with a stoic expression. "You don't know what it means to land a plane?" Cara grounded her teeth together, trying to maintain her cool."I don't mean that! I know what a plane is, thank you very much. You said I wouldn't meet him until the day after tomorrow.""I thought so too." He yanked the black shirt he had on over his head. "I thought so too, but he's here now, so get your act together and be ready to meet him." "What am I going to say? I know nothing about you. What if he doesn't believe me?" Her gaze followed his hand to the waist of his sweatpants."And what the hell are you doing?" She cried out quickly, averting her gaze."Changing as you should. Nonno is a very weird person, and he's all about first impressions. Wear something pretty. Not too flashy but elegant." "How can I change with you in the room?" She asked, still looking away from him, her eye
Cara's POVRemember when I said no luxury in this mansion could blow my mind away?I lied.The first thing that came to my mind the moment we walked into what looked to be Adonis's study was, 'what the actual fudge?'This wasn't a study; it was a freaking intelligence room. I wouldn't even be able to tell that it was supposed to be a study if it wasn't for the in-built wall library that held over a thousand books-I am definitely sure about that, and the big black mahogany desk and chair that was placed a bit further from it. On the desk was a big globe that had a map of the world. Even if I tried, there was no way I could ignore the five computerised screens neatly arranged on what looked to be a little conference table. They were of different models and styles and spread out around them were different gadgets, of which I did not even know their names.Was Adonis a secret spy or what? I thought things like this were only reserved for movies.One glance around the room, and I could
Cara's POV "Wait, back up!" I repositioned myself to be sure I was comfortable. Hearing the wrong thing was possible when in discomfort. Believe me, caring for Adonis, I have experienced a lot.There was a time I ran out of the bathroom with lather all over my body thinking I heard him call my name—that is beside the point anyway. I looked up at a disturbed Cecelia."What did you just say?""I said Luca is—"Not that! I heard you clearly the first time; I just find it hard to believe. You mean Luca. Luca Romano?" The same Luca that had encouraged me to get together with Adonis when I barely knew him?Impossible. Cecelia wiped her face again, staring at me with a 'Is my life now a joke to you?' look. I held up my hand in surrender. "You can't blame me. I wouldn't believe this if it wasn't coming from you. You know how much he loves love. You know what?" My face hardened. It may seem unbelievable, but the look in Cecelia's eyes told me it was a delicate situation."Him asking to
Cara's POV"Thank you," I said softly as the doctor wiped away what was left of the gel on my protruding belly. I was in a hurry to get back to the mansion.. in a hurry to see Adonis. It wasn't like he could speak or even blink at me, but being in his presence alone was calming. It made me feel content. Just seeing the light rise and fall of his chest reminded me that there was still hope. Done with my check-up for the day, I stepped out of the hospital with my bodyguards behind me, ushering me into the car, and then we were off.It's been a month since that night. Over seven since I met him, and four since I got pregnant. The time was so little, but a lot had changed. I remember thinking to myself a few months back that I wanted my father's killers gone within six months of being Mrs Bernardi.If you asked me now, everything was so wrong with that thought.The next thing I knew after Alvaro delivered the news to myself and Luca, I was waking up on a bed. It seemed like passing
Luca gave Miguel a pointed look, waiting for him to speak up and say it was a prank, but the elderly man's face remained as stoic as ever. He snorted. Then looking over to Cara, who had on a dumbstruck look, his eyebrows pulled down in a frown, He wasn't the only one who thought that to be blasphemy. There's no way she believed Miguel, right? Her expression said otherwise.This time, he couldn't stop the snort from turning into uncontrollable laughter.By the time he was able to pull himself together, Luca had moisture seeping out of the corner of his eyes. They met Miguel's hard expression again, and all remnants of the smile on his face disappeared."You're serious?"Miguel stared back in reply, and he let out a chuckle that wasn't by any means light."Antonio and Adonis are half-brothers? What sort of deceit is this? Are you feeding us lies? Why would his grandfather hide this from him?" "Dimitri didn't know until his son confessed it during his last days." Luca ran a hand th
Cara's hand moved to cover her mouth, which had dropped open. "Are you saying you're my father?" "Let me reintroduce myself." Miguel leaned forward. "My name is Miguel Rodriguez, leader of the Spanish mafia, and you, Camila Rodriguez, are my only heir." "Well, that's just... f*cked up..." She trailed off with an incredulous look. Her second reason for coming along was to see if she could find any clue about her birth parents since her father was suspected to be part of the Spanish mafia, but this revelation tipped the scale.She wouldn't have imagined something like this in a million years. Taking a seat, before her shaky legs gave out, she spoke."I thought I was adopted but found out recently that I wasn't. My parents weren't who I thought they were..." She started, explaining her recent findings to him.Miguel hummed."What were their names?""Adrian and Martha Rodriguez." The name brought a bitter look to Miguel's face."Adrian is my money-hungry cousin. He has a gambling ad
Cara's POV I took a cautious step back, eyeing him wearily."How do you know my name?"He still had that look of disbelief—no. It had evolved into something more sentimental. A mixture of both sadness and hope."You have her eyes," Miguel responded. "Whose eyes?" "Your mother's." "Y—" I frowned. "You know my mother? She died of cancer a few years ago." He shook his head in disagreement."No. Tatianna died in an accident." I took another step back, getting ready to bolt out of the building if necessary. "I do not follow." Luca stepped forward. "Neither do I. We didn't come here for this, Mr. Miguel. Hand over our capo and men, and we'll be on our way." "You took my shipment," Miguel replied in a bored tone."We did nothing of the sort. We didn't even know that the Spanish mafia was still involved in the dealings. We had planned to poach all your suppliers and buyers, not steal from you. That is beneath us. Imagine how surprised we were to get your note." Alvaro scoffed."Tha
Cara POVThere was no time to waste. Within an hour, all the men were packed, and we were ready to leave.I sat at the back of the seat of the car as Luca drove with Cecelia by his side. She had woken up just as I was about to leave and insisted on coming along."Where's their base?" I asked as he started the car.Luca shrugged."Two hours away from here, but I can make it within one if I step on it." In less time, we were approaching the estate gate, and he spoke in a hard voice, "State tutti attention, il gioco inizia adesso (everyone be alert, the game starts now)."I didn't need an interpretation to know that he was addressing the men behind us. We were about to go into an unknown territory.He slowed down as the gate was thrown open, switching gears as he regarded me and Cecelia this time, "Buckle up. This is going to be a rough drive." And then, we were off.****As promised, we got to our destination early, and I couldn't stop the eerie and jittery feeling I felt as I stood
Cara's POV I once heard the sound of the summer rain was like a balm to a soothing ache. Whoever said that was wrong. My ache wasn't being soothed. If anything, I've just become more aware of how empty the enormous room was. Sitting on the bed behind the covers, staring blankly at the rain as it drew patterns on the window, I looked like a beauty locked up in a luxurious apartment by her beast.Maybe they were right. Just that a balm couldn't be applied to a heart injury. The last time I was here, I left with a giddy feeling, hoping to be back as soon as we achieved our goal.The goal had been achieved. But I was the only one back.Heavy thunder cackled as though it was laughing at my predicament. Ever since I met Adonis, it's been one issue or another. I don't think we've ever gone a month without blood being spilt in the mansion.I knew what I signed up for when I agreed to be with a mafia man, but it was beginning to seem like all he was surrounded by were lies and enemies.I'd
Luca stared at Cara in shock. The Spanish mafia was the strongest of all the mafia families. Even the Bernardis couldn't compare. They'd been in existence long before the Italian mafia found its feet. But that was until a few years back. No one had heard from them in a long time. From what he could recollect, what was left of them had gone into hiding shortly after the attack that almost destroyed their family. Even he didn't know the whole truth exactly, as he was still a child, so he didn't witness their reign or when the attack happened. All he knew from the stories they were told was that the Spanish mafia was not to be messed with, and there was very little of them remaining.It was like they decided to step back after it happened and kept their hands off everything that had to do with the mafia world.Now Adonis was missing, with only their emblem as a clue, and Cara claims to know them?Taking his eyes off her for a minute, he announced."Call back all the men. Tell them we
Cara's POVI pushed my way through the sea of men gathered at the clearing in front of the mansion, stalking up to unknowing Luca, who was busy pelting orders at the men."Luca!" He wheeled around, searching for the source of the voice, and his eyes widened into saucers when they saw me."Why are you here?"I narrowed my eyes at him in disbelief. "Why am I here? Why are you all here?""You're not supposed to know." "That would've worked out if you didn't give me the band." I waved it in his face. "What do you mean Adonis is missing? Isn't he meant to be at the hospital undergoing surgery by now?" Luca avoided my gaze, and my heart skipped a beat. I drew in a shaky breath."What is it? Tell me what happened." I stumbled. "Cara!""I'm fine. Tell me... tell me precisely.""He never made it to the hospital," Luca replied in a small voice, but I heard it. My stomach tightened in knots at his response. It can't be what I'm thinking, right? There's no way Adonis would give up so easil