SARAHMy eyes snapped open, only to find Grace hovering around me, her concern etched on her face. I jumped upright, startled, my body protesting in a burst of aches and pains. The remnants of the beating Emilio had inflicted throbbed with a dull insistence, a grim reminder of the nightmare I had endured. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. My body still ached from the merciless beating I had endured at the hands of Emilio."Sarah, you're finally awake," Grace said, sounding a bit too cheerful for my current state."Finally?" I questioned, my voice raspy, wondering why she was making it look like I had been comatose for years.She stepped closer, her eyes filled with concern. "You've been unconscious for two days.""Two days?" I repeated, disbelief coloring my tone. I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that I had been out for that long.Grace nodded solemnly. "It was touch and go for a while there, but you're a fighter."These past weeks had been a blur of viole
SARAHTWO WEEKS LATER "Jack I won.." I laughed triumphantly, clasping my hands together. Jack shook his head at me, "No you still owe me about a thousand dollars for spending the night at my motel" he replied, crushing my hopes and a frown morphed on my face."Guess I'd have to resort to borrowing from the bank.." I sighed."Or you go to jail" he gloatily smiled at me."Never" I smirked, watching him roll the dice on the monopoly game board. Ever since Emilio travelled two weeks ago to God knows where, my life has been totally peaceful.Free from stress, fear and unnecessary issues. Grace took care of me and Jack became a good acquaintance of mine. When he wasn't on duty guarding the gates, he would spend his time with me in the garden or in the library.We had so much in common. The weight of shouldering our heavy responsibilities in providing for both of our families laid on us and we found solace in just opening up to one another. The confinements of the library became our mos
SARAHTHE NEXT DAY I woke up to the persistent sound of knocking on my door.My brows creased as I aroused from my light siesta, "Who is it?" I mumbled, half awake."Miss Sarah, Mr Emilio is around and he demands your presence" the feminine voice informed me to my greatest shock. I shot up from the bed at once, my tremored eyes taking a quick cursory glance at the digital wall clock.It was eight pm. "Miss Sarah did you hear me?" The maid asked once again. I snapped my eyes to gaze at the door and I nodded rapidly, "Y-yes I did. I-I'll b-be down stairs in a minute" Fuck. I'm even stuttering.Just the mere mention of his name is enough to cause a whirlwind of emotions to rampage within me.God I thought he wouldn't be back any time soon. It's been two weeks since he left, couldn't he just make it three or better still four!And why does he want to see me anyways? What have I done this time? He almost flogged me to death and vanished into thin air, leaving me in the care of the maids
SARAH HOURS LATERMurder. Blood. Pain. Tears. Heartache. Those five words wouldn't leave my head as I wailed in the confinement of my room. My head was pressed onto the soft but now damp sheets of my bed as my legs were cradled to themselves on the floor. My biggest nightmare and fear was about becoming a full blown reality. Who is feeding Emilio these lies about me? And why does he believe them so easily?Jack would loose his life now for something he never did and it was all my fault. "Oh God!" I lamented, my voice was croaked and rough from all the wailings that had filled my room. The air carried the scent of my tears, a testament to the grief I was experiencing.I can never escape Emilio. I can never run away from here. I have already accepted my fate in his hands but was ordering his guards to beat up Jack necessary?"Oh my poor jack" I whispered, sobbing profusely on my bed. He didn't do anything to deserve Emilio's hatred. He has been nothing but a loyal guard to that fu
SARAHI was frozen in fear, my heart ceasing its beat and my blood running cold through my veins.Gripped by horror the moment Emilio's eyes snapped open to meet my terrified orbs, I went rigid as a statute with my hands hanging in the air.The peaceful facial expression which coated his sleeping face had completely vanished, a harsh and cold look taking its place. "I-I...Emilio...I.." I stuttered repeatedly, my heart beat becoming frantic and unstable. It was as if the whole world could hear its tumultuous rhythm. Emilio gradually stood up, locking my hand in a vice like grip which made me shudder. I watched with keen interest and also anxiety as he forcefully dragged my hand which now feebly gripped onto the knife to his throat, wrapping his huge hand around mine to keep the knife from falling. "You wanted to kill me Sarah didn't you?" He rhetorically asked, his tone deep but calm for someone who had a knife on his throat. Well he was the one controlling the movements of my hands
SARAHA WEEK LATERJack was dead already. I overheard Emilio giving out gruesome orders to his men to end his life and send his body back to his family two days after I tried to kill him.There's no doubt that he would be long dead by now.The man even had the guts to order his men to take a hefty sum of money to his family as a form of compensation for their loss.I'm sure he told them to cook up a story that Jack was involved in an accident or maybe killed for a petty crime in the street.He must had done a decent job of covering his track and blurring the truth about Jack's murder to the outside world because even till now there has been no police investigation in this house whatsoever.But I know what really happened. Jack was innocently murdered because of something he never did and I'd always pray with everything in me that Emilio gets caught one day and faces the judgement of all the crimes he has committed.Even as I sat in front of the blaring lights of the tv in the living r
SARAHMy heart halted it's beating the moment Emilio said those unforgiving words at me, the world around me ceasing to rotate for a fleeting second. His words rang repeatedly in my ears, giving me frightful chills and sending a tornado of emotions and mixed thoughts to surge within me."Y-you w-want me to have sex with you?" I stuttered, a bitter gal hauling up to my lungs with each word I uttered."You heard me loud and clear bella. Allow me have you all through the night" Emilio smirked and stood straight.He ponderously ambled behind me, causing all the hairs in my body to stand.I felt his fingers caressing my neck and I let out a gasp out once, fear like a cold chill running through my spine. "If-f-if I do it...w-will you h...." I barely even completed my statement when Emilio roughly cut me short."I will. I am a man of my words. You should know that by now" his deep voice rumbled from behind me.I have to save my grandma but doing this, sleeping with Emilio for money is to
SARAH"Y-yes.. the money w-was from me....y-you c-can bb--egin the o--peration n--now" I stammered over the phone whilst Emilio laid beside me on the bed.His large hands gently stroked my ruffled hairs before his fingers slid down my back and he began caressing my skin. I recoiled at the feeling of his hand on my skin and memories from last night began flashing through my mind.Emilio made me an aching mound of mess. He controlled me like a thing,his slut, compelling me to do things I would not ordinarily do.My thighs were parted and positioned on various occasions until he had gotten me where he wanted before sinking into my throbbing flesh.I was aroused time and time again until I could barely even moan but whimper. My voice had died out and my throat felt sore from all the crying, moaning and screaming that I had been put through the entire night.The sheets and air in the room carried a degrading scent of sex, sweat and cum. I was used yesterday like an object, fucked like a h
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,