SARAHIt's been two days since Emilio pulled that nasty stunt on me. And my life has not been any better. To think I have a whole year to spend with this man!A deep sigh escaped my lips as I laid on the bed reading one of my favourite novels of all time from one of my favourite authors, J.k. Rowling.The novel was Harry potter. I just love her talent and also her life story so much. She grew from nothing to something. She was divorced, so many publishing companies rejected her work and she was damn broke. And now Harry potter is a global success. I wish I was that lucky. But my life doesn't work on luck. I know that for sure. It worked on hard work and taking risks.I glanced out the windows, it was already past nine pm.I and Emilio had eaten dinner and I didn't want to see his face till tomorrow. During weekends such as these, I get frightened and just lock myself in the room. This is because the maids don't sleep in the house during the weekends. There are cozy picaresque buildin
SARAHTime flew really fast. It was already past two am by this time but I couldn't sleep.Emilio's huge Doberman pinschers were so jumpy and lively.I could barely get any rest as they barked and kept on playing with one another.I laid flat on my bed as the dogs ran into my room, licking my toes and trying to use their teeth to drag my footwear.They wanted me to play with them.But I was so exhausted. I just wanted to rest. "Stop playing Rosita and Jafar" I commanded them sternly and they quieted down at once, sitting on the floor.Good. Truly they were highly trained. "Now lie down" I instructed. Jafar laid on his back and Rosita whimpered for a moment before doing same.Now they seemed calm. "Why would Emilio even name you Jafar? You adorable little beast. Does he understand Arabic?" I asked no one in particular, chuckling to myself.God. I feel I need a midnight snack. On a regular day I wouldn't even step out but Emilio wasn't around and the entire house belonged to me for ju
SARAHJesus christ! It seemed like time froze in an instant for me as I completely stood rigid, unable to comprehend a second thought.Man I'm screwed! The blaring sound of his horn brought me out of my frozen daze and without thinking I quickly ran and hid behind one of the bushes.I could hear the revving sound of the car engines driving towards where I hid and anxiety consumed me. My heart was erratically beating so fast that I could barely breathe.I muffled out silent whispers of prayers, hoping Emilio didn't see me. But I was never fortunate in life. His car headlights literally shone at me so there was no doubt that he didn't see me. As I feared, Emilio killed the engines of his car and pushed open the car door. I peeped through the bush and got a blurry view of his profile shrouded by the bush leaves. The sound of his steps sliced through the stillness of the night, slowly approaching where I hid.My heart violently slammed against my rib cages and I began biting of my nai
SARAH"Fucking stop her!" I heard Emilio thunder at the guard who stood next to the gate. But it was too late.He was oblivious of what was happening and before he realised what Emilio meant, I had pushed him out of the way and sprinted through the partially opened gates."You are a bloody fool!" I could hear Emilio cursing him behind me but I couldn't stop to celebrate my victory because I knew Emilio was giving me a hot chase behind."Sarah fucking stop running and just come back!" He furiously ordered, racing towards me.My breathing was heavy, my heart in my stomach as I ran into the dead night, unsure of where I was going.I was not running towards the normal route that led towards the more crowded area of this gated community. Instead I was running towards the opposite direction which I had never done before because Emilio's house was the last house on the street and after his mansion was the bushy woods.I took a sharp glance behind me and I caught glimpses of Emilios exasperat
SARAHI watched as Emilio took slow strides further into my ward and then he shut the door behind him, that same charming smile not leaving his lips."I am really glad you are awake principessa" he smiled. "How are you feeling?" He added.I pushed myself to sit up and I opened my mouth to speak but I immediately began coughing. My throat felt so dry and acidic."W-water.." I croaked. Emilio quickly poured me a glass of water from the nearby water dispenser placed in my ward and handed it to me. Like a starved human, I sculled down the water, relishing the feel of having such a cold liquid run through my system."I hope you are better?" Emilio inquired.My brows pulled together and shock was wrapped across my face. Why did he seem so concerned about me this time? Didn't he despise me anymore?I thought my decision to leave would definitely leave a dent in the way he felt about me, well he never actually cared for me in the first place.So why the smile and fake concern?"What do you wa
SARAHTHE NEXT DAY My eyes slowly fluttered open to the little ray of sunlight which filtered in through the satin curtains of the hospital ward. A tired yawn left my lips as I tried recollecting the past events. Once again, upon being met with the sight of the blinding white ward which carried the scent of drugs, I wondered what I was doing in a hospital.But like bolts of lightening, everything that had transpired in the last few days came rushing down at me.I tried to escape from Emilio after discovering both our lives were in danger and I failed woefully and to top it off, I hit my head so bad on a tree and now I just slip in and out of consciousness. I sighed, my blurry vision adjusting as I tried to sit up straight but I found out my fingers were being held down by something and it wasn't the intravenous injections that were plastered on my hand. I craned my neck to the side and there it was; tattooed hands adorned by various rings on full display held on to my fingers.
SARAHEmilio hadn't return for over three hours now and truthfully, I had begun getting worried. Could it be that he must have been attacked? Kidnapped? Currently being tortured?No.I shook my head vigorously to try get those ominous thoughts out of my mind. I know my life so well, when I think of harmful and bad thoughts, it actually happens.It is crazy how the universe always finds a way to kick me every single time my life seems to go better.My eyes would constantly wander off to the clock plastered on the white wall of my wards.This was past noon already and Emilio still hadn't shown up. So far, a young female private nurse had been assigned to cater for me, Emilio's orders.And she was doing an exceptionally great job. I mean who wouldn't be on their toes when their boss was someone like Emilio Romano?!I had been fed abundantly, checked upon by the doctors, had my bathe and changed my clothes. Sometimes, Emilio really muzzled me.He acts so cruel at times and yet he can be so
SARAHHOURS LATER When Emilio actually suggested out of the blue that we go out for dinner, I actually thought he was bluffing and I stood in expectation of his tongue lashing but to my greatest surprise, he didn't yell at me.Instead he just left like nothing happened. I half expected him to come back later in the evening but he did with a new velvety red gown and a pair of comfortable flat shoes.Initially I doubted us going out as a result of my ankle but Emilio withered away my doubts when he told me had spoken to the doctor already and gotten a permit from him to take me out for dinner. But even right now, as I sat next to Emilio in the car, I still felt alot jittery and frightened. His calmness was alarming and I kept on expecting him to slap or yell at me any moment but he chose to stay quiet. This is so unlike Emilio. I gulped and fiddled with my gown. There was always a sign before a storm. That I know for sure."What would you love to eat?" Emilio's deep husky voice sl
SARAHWEEKS LATER I applied the finishing touches of my makeup on my face, observing my reflection through the mirror whilst Emilio tucked in his shirt. It's been more than one week since that dreadful incident and honestly I am glad it's behind me, behind us all. Finally. This all seems like a new beginning for I and Emilio's relationship. He has actually become less controlling and more open to my ideas and thoughts. He doesn't assume I'm too feeble to handle things but instead he believes as his woman, I should be tough enough to take charge of certain aspects of his mafia.He asks for my suggestions concerning issues relating to trade and he has even thought me how to handle the gun more efficiently.More especially, he has been a great father to Asher. I've never seen Emilio so soft and undone as he is when it comes to his little boy, he becomes the best father!He is trying to make up for all those months he didn't spend with either of us and it's quite cute.Things are look
SARAHI struggled with my might, enduring the pain as I tried to cut myself free."Please....stop...leave me..." Emily begged frantically as Nikolia gropped her breasts and pressed his weight down on her body.The sight had me teary, my fear rising tremendously. Fuck. Cut goddamit.And then it snapped loose! Triumph surged within me.Quickly, I picked a rod lying on the ground and used it on an unsuspecting Nikolia.He staggered back and dropped to the ground, groaning in pain, "what the fuck!" He screamed, his hands clenching tightly onto the back of his head which now had blood gushing out.I couldn't afford to hit him anymore, his men must have heard him by now and they are probably on their way. My heartbeat was erratic as I freed Asher and Emily from the clutches of their ropes."Sarah..." Emily gasped, crying even hard. "Take Asher and run. Run into my car. The key is there! Drive away from here and don't stop. Just be safe please" I instructed."I can't leave you" she protes
EMILIOFUCK.It feels like my entire life is spiraling out of control once again.Sarah has driven off to save our son and I am here, forced to stay behind and utterly helpless when I could have driven off myself and killed that bastard!My heart beat ceased and pain clogged in my chest as I reminisced the day I had my men throw her out of the mansion. The puzzle pieces begin coming together, she was pregnant, pregnant and abadoned.How did she survive? God. The bravery and strength of that woman has me drooling! Will I ever see her again? Or our son? Our beautiful boy! Goddamit. Nikolia thinks he can take my family from me today but it's never going to happen.Decisively, I exit the house, the others following suit.If we are going to speak, it has to be outside the house."We have to do something. Emily..oh my God...Emilio we can't just let Sarah go there by herself" Conrad was panicking. He had never being in this sort of situation before and I knew it. "We won't. Right? We'd h
SARAHTHE NEXT DAY "Emilio I have to go now" I remided him for the umpteenth time but Emilio was not having to hear any of it.I had stayed over and last night was so memorable. Emilio made love to me the entire night like it was the last time he'd ever see me.I was aroused time and time ago, my breasts fondled and sucked, my thighs parted and positioned and my pussy dripping wet with juices he eagerly sucked clean.Fuck.He pulled me back to the bed just when I thought I had freed myself from his grasp, "Just one more hour Amore mio" he cooed in my ear, nibbling unto my earlobe.I smacked him playfully and bit my bottom lip, "You never do get enough do you?"Emilio pressed his lips on my collarbone, making me let out a little moan. "I haven't had you for two years. One day wouldn't satisfy me. I need to fuck you everyday" he raspily said."I really can never get enough Sarah" he added, his hungry fingers already trailing underneath my shirt.I closed my eyes for a brief second, r
SARAHTWO WEEKS LATERI stared at myself in the mirror, combing through my hair. Today was the day Emilio expected my response, and he was sure not expecting a no. I had thought about it endlessly. I wanted to be with Emilio, but this time things would be different. I wouldn’t let him think I was weak, someone he needed to protect. I survived two years without him, almost died in childbirth, and I wouldn’t let him ever toss me out of his life again.Emily knocked lightly on the door before stepping into the room. “Hey, Sarah. The driver is here, and Conrad is already in the car. Are you ready?”I turned to her, nerves fluttering in my stomach. “Yeah, I’m ready. Just… feeling a bit anxious.”Emily walked over, giving me a once-over. “You look amazing, Sarah. Hot, even. Emilio won’t know what hit him.”I laughed, shaking my head. “Thanks, Em. I hope you’re right.”She came closer, her expression turning serious. “Listen, whatever decision you make today, I support you. Don’t be nervous.
SARAHThe evening was quiet, with the kind of air that made you reflect on everything, no matter how hard you tried not to. I sat on the porch, my mind tangled in my thoughts, when Emily walked over, noticing my deep thinking.“Hey, deep in thought much?” she said, sitting down next to me.I forced a smile. “Just a lot on my mind.”Emily raised an eyebrow. “Do you want to talk about it?”I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of my confession about to pour out. “Have you tucked in Asher?”“Yes, he’s asleep,” Emily replied softly. “What’s going on with you? You seem really off tonight.”I hesitated for a moment, then decided to just let it out. “I met with Emilio.”Emily’s eyes widened in surprise. “What did he say?"“He said quite a lot,” I began, my voice fluttering slightly. “He reached out and we met up. Well he forced me to. He said he had to explain something important.”Emily leaned in, clearly intrigued. “Well? Hope he gave an apology?”I took a sharp exhale, struggling to fi
SARAHAs I approached the huge doors of Emilio’s mansion, my stomach churned with a mix of dread and uncertainty. The towering was in front of me, bringing back memories I had tried desperately to bury. I clenched my fists, willing myself to remain composed. It had been three days since Emilio had asked me to come over, and every second leading up to this moment had been filled with doubt and anxiety.Standing before the grand entrance, I hesitated. Memories flashed before my eyes—laughter, arguments, moments of tenderness, and the pain of my last time here, the shame I felt, the way his guards threw me off without any sympathy. I felt a wave of nausea, the urge to turn around and run kept ringing in my head. But I was here now, and I needed to get this over with.Gathering my resolve, I knocked on the heavy iron door. Almost immediately, it swung open, revealing Emilio. His presence was as commanding as ever, a mix of charm and authority that left me both intrigued and wary.“Sarah,”
SARAH I paced to and fro around the house, my heartbeat at 360 beats per minute. Man if anything happens to Conrad, I don't give a fuck I'd literally call the cops on Emilio. We hadn't heard from him in three days ever since the day Emilio barged into my home unannounced and also had his men stalk me and drag me to meet him.I just know Emilio is behind everything.I mean who else has such an audacity?Emily has been worried sick about him. I don't ever want Emily to suffer because of me. She has done so much for me. She stood by me, supported me, helped me patch myself up and she has been that shoulder I can always cry on. It would be so cruel of Emilio to cause her any form of pain.She was there for me when he wasn't! Both she and Conrad.Why is Emilio doing this to me? Does he want to seperate me from everyone I love? What sort of a man is this!?Emily currently was not home. She rushed out without saying a word to me after she received a strange call.I opted to follow her
EMILIOThe sanitary smell of antiseptic filled my nostrils as I stood in the hospital ward, my heart pounding in my chest. I glanced at Luca and Alessio, their faces also filled with the tension and anticipation I felt. We were all waiting for the doctor to return with the final results.When the doctor finally walked in, holding a sheet of paper, I could barely breathe. He looked at me and nodded. “Mr. Emilio, the test confirms it. Conrad is your brother.”I couldn't believe it. The hospital lights felt too bright, too sterile for the intensity of what was happening. I stood there, staring at the DNA results that confirmed it once again: Conrad was my brother. A flood of emotions washed over me—shock, relief, and an unexpected surge of happiness.Shock ran through me. Despite the previous test, a part of me wouldn't fully believe it. But now, with this confirmation, the truth was clear. Luca and Alessio exchanged glances, both looking as stunned as I felt. Conrad, on the other hand,