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Sinfully Yours CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED-AND-SIX
We're standing in front of another open grave. In all my life, I've only ever attended two funerals. My grandmother's, which I can hardly remember. The rumor goes that she was run off the road by the wife of the man she was having an affair with at the time. I haven't seen my mother in years, but if she's not careful, she will surely end up just like her mother. Gabby's funeral is small and intimate, and nothing like the man we're burying her next to. There is no ostentatious get-together afterward, just a few close friends of hers who look just as sad to lose her like her sons. Security has been lightened significantly, although I don't think that's a good idea. If those people from Italy could kill Antonio over a deal, would they not come back for him? Would they do to me what they did to Gabby? That thought scares the living shit out of me. The thought of my babies being hurt while they're inside me makes me murderous. I will do anything to protect them. "Wishing you had a dr
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED-AND-SEVEN
This can't be happening! My heart threatens to explode out of my chest, and Thomas literally has to lift me from Dario. Alessandro can't lose another person. It would kill literally anybody, no matter how strong, to lose all their family members in a matter of weeks of each other. "Open the door for the paramedics." Thomas instructs calmly as he turns Dario on his side. I rush to the door, and I'm glad that I don't need a security code to unlock from the inside. It can't be longer than ten minutes until the paramedics arrive, but it feels like an eternity standing at that door. "He's in here!" I run to his bedroom where Thomas is still holding a shaking Dario. "What is he on?" The female asks calmly while checking Dario's blood pressure. "Alcohol, maybe opioid." Thomas backs off to give he paramedics space to work. Opioid? I've only seen Dario drink before, but a person is not exactly going to use drugs in front of other people if they don't wanna be caught. Again, I can't sa
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED-AND-EIGHT
Raquel has the nerve to look at me like I'm the one who has done something wrong. Screw her father's company and whatever deal Alessandro made with them to buy it. She has done things to clearly undermine me and get closer to Alessandro, and I'm not having any of it anymore. I'm no longer standing by and watching her touch him or maneuver her way into his space.I'm pretty sure that she has some kind of eyes on me to alert her to what I'm doing. She was made to serve only as a pawn in the game Alessandro is playing with her father to completely take over the company. And I know it's a huge deal for him, and the why, so I should have just shut my trap and stayed on the safe side. But I've never had, and I'm not about to start now. "Stop pretending that you actually give a damn about Dario." I tell her under my breath. "I know it's Alessandro that you want, so you can quit with the little act you've got going on." One thing about Raquel is that she's a damn good actress. I don't kn
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED-AND-NINE
I get even more pissed off when Alessandro doesn't come home that night. My insecurities threaten to smother me again. What if he decided I wasn't worth the drama and hooked up with Raquel instead? I did tell him he should put babies in her belly. What if he actually did that? Raquel would open him with open arms and fertile ovaries. This is how pathetic I've become. I hate both myself and Alessandro for it. I want to tell myself that if he had just stayed away from me, I would have been perfect, but that would be a lie. If I had never met him, I would still be dead inside, I would've never known what true love felt like. And even though I hate the feelings that come with it sometimes, I don't ever want to live without it. I get up grudgingly because my stomach is screaming in protest. Ever since the Iron deficiency is being treated, I've gained an enormous appetite. Alma says it's a good thing because I have to eat three hundred more calories per baby. I'm definitely going to loo
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED-AND-TEN
Alessandro goes and sits on the bed with his head in his hands. Something's not adding up here. "Are there some financial problems I should be aware of?" I want to know. That's the only thing that makes sense to me now. Maybe he needs that company to build something back that he lost. Or maybe with the death of his parents, he uncovered financial issues. Raquel gave Dario drugs, and he almost died. In my book, that's a trespass to my family that can't go unpunished. "Of course not." Alessandro shakes his head. "There is enough money so that our great-grandchildren would be taken care of." "Then why the hell do you want that company so damn much!" The frustration bleeds through my voice. "Are you just going to allow someone to almost kill your brother? The only close family you've got left?" I'm honestly not trying to make things hard on him. Things have been hard on him as it is, and I've been really trying to be supportive of him through this all, but I just can't understand wh
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED-AND-ELEVEN
My heart rate skyrockets as soon as I'm lying down on the bed in Dr.Pesci 's exam room. He says my pregnancy is high risk because it's multiples, and he might refer me to someone else who specializes in pregnancies where there are more than two babies. That is not something that I wanted to hear because I like him, and he makes me feel comfortable around him. Alessandro squeezes my hand, and I turn my head towards him. At least he's here this time. I still haven't told him about taking the morning after pill in Greece, but I figured it didn't even work, so it doesn't matter at this point. Also, he's extremely stressed out. I can see it in the tired look in his eyes. He's grieving the loss of his parents, and simultaneously, he has to deal with the business and the Whittle's shit. Dario is in some fancy rehab. Apparently, he's staying until he feels like joining the real world again. "You okay?" I ask him. That's really the most stupid line ever created, but I can't think of anythi
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED-AND-TWELVE
I haven't even eaten one egg before Phoebe starts clearing the table and putting magazines on it. "What is this?" I look at the tons of wedding magazines she's putting in front of me. "Thanks for giving me a heads up that the wedding is in one month!" Phoebe says sarcastically. " Do you even know how hard it is to get a decent wedding photographer on such short notice!" I shake my head and continue eating. "Let me guess, Alessandro put you up to this?" "Yes, because my own sister can't inform me!" "In my defense, he only told me yesterday he wanted to get married asap, and I never said I wanted a wedding." "Well, my only relative is getting a wedding, whether she likes it or not. Fuck, we're gonna need that photographer, I'll see if I can find someone on Instagram." She's already on her phone. "Knock yourself out." Alma looks amused from me to Phoebe. "You really don't care about a wedding?" I sigh. "Is that weird?" "Not everyone wants the white dress and the church bells."
Sinfully Yours CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED-AND-THIRTEEN
I've been in a bad mood for days now. Phoebe has tried telling me that I'm irrational and that it's starting to become annoying. She also regrets mentioning anything about Trey. Alessandro frowns at me from where he's sitting opposite me at a Greek restaurant. We haven't seen much of each other, I'm always sleeping, and he's always working, which has undoubtedly made me even more upset."Are you pissed off at me or something?" He takes a swig of his wine, and I mimic him by taking a swig of my water. "How did you meet Trey?" I want to know. "Did you also meet in school?" He looks suspiciously at me. "No." I raise my eyebrows at the short answer. "Don't you miss hanging out at the club? You're young, handsome, and rich. I assume you don't want to stay at home all the time with a pregnant woman." His eyes narrow on me. "Are you looking for a fight?" "Who said anything about fighting?" I sound like a total teenager. "I was merely asking you a question." I can see he wants to know
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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
