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Sinfully Yours CHAPTER EIGHTY-SIX
Raquel Whittle is a cocroach I want to squash under the sole of my sneakers. My hand has never itched so much to stab someone like I want to stab her. I managed to pull myself together when we got to the safe house, but Phoebe could see I was crying, and she hugged me. Lo and behold, Miss Whittle started bawling her eyes out, saying how much she loved Dario's parents and how much they mean to her. Why the fuck did Alessandro think it would be a good idea for the two of us to stay in the same house together? Why is she even part of the people that he wants to keep safe. She's disposable to Dario. "Don't worry." Phoebe rubs my back as she looks from the murderous expression on my face to the blonde witch. "I snagged us the room furthest from theirs." Maybe I should go there and lock myself up until this whole nightmare is over. Until Alessandro keeps his promise and gets back to me. "I need vodka and a cigarette." I growl, and Phoebe's eyes widen, traveling to my very flat stomac
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER EIGHTY-SEVEN
Soft fingers tickle my face, and I grab the offensive hands to open my eyes to wide, grey eyes. "Ouch!" The offender says, and I let his little hand go, and he smiles widely at me with a gap where his two front teeth should be. "Good morning, princess." He whispers. "I am here to awaken you for breakfast. You need your energy if you're going to fight the bad people!" "What?" I sit upright and look to my left to find the bed empty that I shared with Phoebe last night. "Princess Phoebe sent me." The little monster holds a plastic sword in the air. "I am here to protect your honor!" "Who are you?" I frown. There's a slight headache in my temple, and my stomach howls with both hunger and nausea. The little guy goes on one knee in front of the bed and holds his hand over his heart. "I am knight T.J, reporting for duty." I have to admit the little shit is actually cute with his dark hair and big, grey eyes. "May I go to the bathroom knight T.J?" He stands up and nods, taking his job
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER EIGHTY-EIGHT
I want to kill Raquel Whittle. The idiot is sitting on the couch filing her nails like her fiancee isn't bawling his eyes out after I gave him the news about his mother. I know it's only an engagement of convenience, but damn, she can show at least some compassion. Technically, he's the hand that feeds her, so she could've rubbed his back or something. Phoebe sits next to him, her eyes also full of tears as she tries to soothe him. "She's probably in Germany already." I try to keep my voice soft, but the truth is I'm not good at this either. "Thomas said you can fly out to be by her side if you want." Dario nods through his tears, and even my dead heart squeezes at the sight of this man so undone. How is Alessandro taking it? He saw his mother almost dead, and then he had to send her away to continue looking for his father. If he'd only just let me talk to him myself. "Do you want to go with Dario to Germany, Raquel?" I try to keep my voice even as I look at the posh rat. She
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE
The only reason I'm doing what I'm about to do is because I'm finally convinced that Alessandro really loves me. Sure, he's done everything for me in the past, but I just figured he has a lot of money to waste. Plus, people get married for all sorts of reasons besides love. I know the reason why I don't feel like I'm worthy. Because it's too fucking good to be true. Nothing good has ever really happened to me, so the fact that Alessandro Moretti actually wants me for me was unbelievable. I plop down next to Raquel, where she's typing on her phone. She throws the phone down on her lap as if I caught her doing something wrong. "What's up?"She asks warily, giving me the side eye. "How long do you think we're going to have to stay here?" I ask. She looks at me like I've grown two heads. I don't ever bother talking to her, so she probably thinks this is the weirdest thing. She's nervous. I can tell in the way she fidgets with her hands in her lap. She's probably thinking, why the he
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER NINETY
My hands are shaking as I look at the screen of my phone. Phoebe is expectantly looking at me, and I jump when it starts ringing again with the same number. I quickly run to the office. I feel like I should do this in private for some reason. I should've done it with Alessandro, but that's not gonna happen. "Hello?" I answer and close the door behind me. "Is this Farrah Simpson?" The distinct voice of Dr.Pesci asks on the other side. I close my eyes and lean against the door. "This is Farrah speaking." "It's Dr. Pesci speaking." He confirms as if I couldn't recognize his voice. It's already embedded in my memory. "Did you get the test results back?" I don't know if I really want to know the answer to that. It changes everything. Would Alessandro even let me go back to classes while I'm pregnant? I would fight him tooth and nail if he said I couldn't. "I did." He answers. "I pushed for the results." I'm sure Alessandro's influence has something to do with it. "What does it sa
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER NINETY-ONE
I stand in front of the full-length mirror, studying my stomach from all angles. If you're pregnant, you're supposed to look different, right? Or feel different. My stomach is still as flat as it was the day before, and I still have a slight headache, even though I slept like a baby. I don't know how the hell I managed to fall asleep so quickly. There was no further news from Alessandro the night before, Thomas said that might be a good thing. No news is good news. I get dressed quickly before TJ finds me naked. The little rascal takes his job as my knight very seriously. "Ready to kick some ass?" Thomas asks me when I find him in the kitchen. Another thing I learned about my bodyguard is that he really likes cooking. He's always busy cutting something or hovering over a pot or pan. Not that my stomach is complaining. "Do your worst." I mumble. I'm actually not in the mood to kick ass or get my ass kicked, but I asked for this, and it might help Raquel from ending up dead in th
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER NINETY-TWO
It's been four days with no word from Alessandro, and I'm about to lose my mind. "What if he's hurt and we don't even know?" I ask Thomas, panic threatening to overwhelm me. "Something has to be wrong if he hasn't made contact!" Thomas continues slicing an orange like he doesn't have a care in the world. "He's okay." "But how do you know!" I almost shout, but then my eyes go to TJ, who is playing with a toy car on the ground. "I just know." Thomas goes on calmly. I narrow my eyes at him. "You're keeping something from me." There's no way he can be so calm and unbothered and not know something. "Alessandro has a tracker on him." Thomas nods. "If the tracker stops blinking, that would mean he has no pulse, meaning he's dead." "Is it blinking?" "Last time I checked." "You know, you could've told me this!" I shake my head. "Instead, you're letting me stress, giving me a fucking headache!" He looks up at me, a slight frown in-between his brows. "You've had this headache for almo
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER NINETY-THREE
"Have you heard anything from Alessandro?" I sound like a broken record, but I don't care. I'm losing my mind, and I'm grasping at anything trying to stay stable. Thomas patiently hands me a bowl of salad. He never complains whenever I ask about Alessandro. He always answers, treating me with kid gloves. This house we're staying in is gorgeous with an absolutely stunning view, but a part of me is missing, and I want it back. I need to feel grounded again. It's been eight days since Alessandro left. I'm wondering what the hell he's doing. Is he out there killing people while I'm losing my mind? Raquel must sense I'm going crazy because she avoids me as much as possible now. I don't think Thomas's assignment is working, I was definitely the wrong person to ask to do it. Phoebe would have been great at it. "No word yet, but he's alive." Thomas gives me the same answer that he's been giving me for the last two days. "Please eat the salad." I'm also tired of fucking eating salads an
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Sinfully Yours EPILOGUE
I look down at my three babies, where they're all bundled in the same incubator. They were born on thirty-three weeks, but none of them had to be incubated. I'm so proud of them, all of them able to breathe on their own. I was so worried, but they did it. I've never cried so much as I've been crying in the last week. The pediatrician said they should stay in the incubator for at least two weeks, and they were each placed in their own one. But the nurses said when they're apart, they cry, and when they're together, they don't. It's the cutest thing ever. Alessandro can't tell them apart because they look exactly alike. I don't know how, but I know who is who. Their father proudly named them, and right now, Arcangelo's mouth cutely yawns, even though they're sleeping. One week until we can take them home. Right now, they've wearing onesies courtesy of their aunt saying Thing One, Thing Two, and Thing Three. I miss Phoebe in the house, but she has to follow her own path, and she
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 156
FARRAH "I'm so sorry, Thomas." My bodyguard is a lone figure at the grave of his wife. "Me too." He says softly with his head bowed. "I was so busy with..." He doesn't complete the sentence, so I take his hand in mine and squeeze his. "It's okay to say it." "I was so busy protecting others, I didn't take care of my own family." He completes the sentence on a sob. "You know that's not true." I tell him. "You were looking after all of us. You just didn't think her past would catch up to you." "But I should have!" He turns guilty eyes to mine where I'm sitting in a wheelchair next to him. "That's what I was trained to do, and I failed my own wife." He's going to feel guilty for a while, probably forever, so I don't say a word. Alma's killer was from a religious society who has been following her and Thomas's lives for a while now. They believe that she betrayed her country and her religion. She would have been stoned to death if she was in her own country. The government has tak
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 155
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Trey looks worriedly at me, his eyes darting back and forth in the dark street. "This ends tonight." I go over my body again, making sure for what seems like the hundredth time that I have all my guns and hand grenades in place. It seems like the fuckers are playing right into my hands. Thanks to Enzo's intel, I have the remaining four elders all under one roof in one night. By now, they must know that Fabiono is dead, but they still think I'm inside that jail. They probably know it was me, too, so they're most likely having a meeting to decide what they're doing next. Little do they know, I'm striking while the iron is still hot. Trey shakes his head, his eyes on the surveillance footage on his phone, all courtesy of Evan. Farrah was right, I did orchestrate Evan's bullying so I could be his savior. It was one of the best things I ever did, too, because I now have access to a satellite that gives me vision all over the world. And I have a gre
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 154
ALESSANDRO As soon as I stop in front of the quaint cottage, a shot gets fired from me from somewhere in the house, and I duck. I slowly get out of the driver's seat with my hands in the air. If this guy is as dangerous as Thomas said he is, I will be dead in the next second. "My name is Alessandro Moretti, I believe my wife is in there." I shout, hoping they can hear me. I take it as a good sign when I don't get shot at again. The front door opens, and a sight for sore eyes greets me. I run to that door as fast as I can, and then I scoop Farrah in my arms, her smell that is uniquely hers enveloping me. "What the fuck did you do, asshole." She sobs in my neck. "Are you okay? I thought you were in jail." I pull back so I can look at her. There are dark circles under her eyes, and she looks tired, but she's always the best thing I will ever see. "What are you doing on your feet?" I ask her. "You're not supposed to be walking around. You're supposed to be still." She hugs me ag
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 153
ALESSANDRO Dario is waiting for me when I walk out of jail the next morning. I don't like the look in his eyes. "What's wrong?" I want to know immediately. He holds the keys to his car out for me, and I grab it. I may be the younger of the two of us, but I've always been the one that was in control. He's never seemed to mind. It's just how our personalities work. "Farrah is gone." The earth drops from beneath my feet for a moment, but I take a deep breath. With Farrah, I've found that there's always an explanation. I get behind the wheel and wait for him to get in beside me. "What happened?" "One of her bodyguards was found with a single stab wound. Luckily, he's not dead." Dario sounds worried. "The hospital's cameras were conveniently out of order for about two hours, but both her and Phoebe are gone. And the other bodyguard." "What about Thomas?" "Still missing." I'm trying to keep my cool, but I bang on the steering wheel. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!" Thomas has a few numbers I
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 152
FARRAH "Oh my God!" I scream. "T.J!" Damian doesn't even stay at the crash. He just swerves his car and goes around the wreck. "What are you doing?" Kevin shouts at him. "You have to stop, we have to help her!" "Are you okay? "Damian looks at me in the rearview mirror. "I'm fucking fine!" I'm about to lose it. We just left a kid there in a crashed car. "We have to go back and help her." Damian is still calm as he grabs his phone from the console and dials 911. He calmly tells the operator that there was a crash with the address, and then he disconnects before the operator can ask any questions. Phoebe is sobbing next to me, and I feel my own tears wetting my cheeks. We just left Alma there. What if she was badly hurt? Who was that behind the wheel of the truck, and why did he crash into her? The windows weren't even tinted of the car. If they were looking for me, they would've been able to see I wasn't in that car. "The three of you better listen to me and listen to me carefu
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 151
FARRAH "Is something going on here that I should know about?" Damian looks accusingly at me in Dr. Sanchez's office. "I've been calling Abe with no luck." Abe is the other bodyguard who's currently on shift. "I think that was my husband's uncle on the way to my room." I gulp, my heart rate skyrocketing. "I'm not sure, but with everything going on with my husband right now, I think he might be trying to hurt me." Hurt is a mild word, but Dr. Sanchez is in the room, and she already looks freaked out. I don't want to worry her any more than she already is. "And you were planning to do what exactly?" Damian wants to know. "I need to get out of here." "Against my advice!" Dr. Sanchez looks at me like I'm crazy. "What if you need blood? You do realize how serious your condition is, right? You are not just risking the lives of the babies, but yours, too." "I'm a sitting duck in the hospital." I shake my head at her. "And if someone kills me, there will be no babies or me anyway. Trus
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 150
ALESSANDRO Edward Whittle looks like I'm going to jump him any minute. But like I told him, I'm not here for him. He deserves to go to trial for what he's done, to be torn apart by the public and sentenced. Killing him would be a mercy he doesn't deserve. The asshole starts crying after I don't give him any attention, and I look at him in utter disgust. Those girls in that container were crying, too. I wonder how many girls he's smuggled in containers over the years. What has happened to those girls, were they still alive? Edward Whittle should get life in prison and become the bitch of a thousand men. And even that punishment won't be enough. He follows me around like a little puppy when it's dinner time. The dude jumps at the tiniest noise. That's what you get when you play on the wrong side of the law, and you don't think of the consequences. The inmates seem to know who I am and avoid me, so I get my food that looks like someone puked on it in peace, with my entourage of o
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER 149
FARRAH "You can't leave the hospital." Phoebe drags both her hands through her hair. "We have to come up with something else. Plus, I think you're being paranoid." I don't know how to explain it to her. All I know is that my gut is never wrong, and I can feel that impending gloom. Nobody is hurting my babies, I would kill them first. Even if I have to do it kicking and bleeding. "I'm not paranoid." I sigh. I wish Alessandro would let me in on his damn plans and stop leaving me blindsided. "Call in one of the bodyguards." Phoebe looks at me skeptically, but do as I ask. The guy is well-built and looks like he belongs on a magazine cover and not outside my hospital room. He nods his head at me. "Mrs. Moretti." I'm still not used to being called that, but I do like the ring to it. "Do you know where Thomas is?" I ask. There's no way he just dropped off the face of the earth. "No ma'am. Thomas just gave us strict instructions that the door should be guarded at all times and that
