SARAHA WEEK LATER So much happened in the space of one week. Emilio happened in the space of one week! I still can't wrap my head around everything; from my sudden illness to his absurd kindness and concern.I halfhearted expected it to be a phase, probably because of the severity of my fever during the first two-three days.But a total week went by and he still maintained his concern and care.Grace was probably right about him. I guess beneath those layers of hardness and rage, a bit of love and care is buried.And it resurfaces once in a blue moon.But why is Emilio this concerned about me?He feeds me himself before he even eats, he doesn't let me climb the stairs on my own! Yes he carries me like a bride in his arms whenever I am to go downstairs.He has ceased his work activities and he is always ever home, monitoring my movements and health.It is safe to say or assume that Emilio has become my personal doctor at this rate.But why so much attention on me?Is he scared tha
SARAHThe gentle breeze caressed my skin and softly howled in my ears, blowing tendrils of my hairs across my face. I paced around the garden, exercising my sleepy limbs and enjoying the warmth of nature around me.Today was the best opportunity I had to go out. Emilio had left for work very early in the morning after our talk last night and honestly I was still in awe of everything. And this was the best opportunity because if Emilio were to be around, he won't even let me step a foot on the ground by myself.His kindness, his cheerful smile, the way he spoke to me, his words....uurgh fuck everything was shocking but in a good way.I don't even know what to think of him any more. These days he is acting more human and less of the ruthless being I knew in my initial days of staying with him. A smile walked to my lips as I thought of Emilio's now sudden endearing personality. But quickly, it snapped in me that I was smiling because of Emilio and as quickly as the smile appeared, i
EMILIO THE NEXT MORNING A warm body was gently pressed against mine and I subconsciously tugged it closer, wanting to feel more of the warmth.Tendrils of hair rubbed against my face and the sweet flowery scent of vanilla filled my senses. Fluttering my eyes open, I could feel a boner as an ass was pressed against my dick.The moment my vision adjusted, Sarah came into sight.Wait Sarah?Confused for a second, my eyes travelled around the room we laid in, observing every thing.This was her room and the scrabble game we had last night laid on the table in front of the bed.How did I get to spend the night in her room? Like a comet, the memory of last night hit me. Sarah became drowsy and she ended up falling asleep in the middle of the game. I laid her on the bed but she didn't want to let go of my hand afterwards. So I yielded in and spent the night with her. Fuck.I cant even lie, that was the best sleep I had gotten in such a long while.What is this girl doing to me?My min
EMILIO I tried to pay attention to the ramble going on in my conference room but I could barely even concentrate on anything else apart from--Sarah. I had asked her to join me to that stupid function tonight and honestly, I was itching to see if she would put on the dress I sent to her earlier in the day.Damn it!Do I genuinely care about her? Or is it just lust?I have no clue and I don't really give two fucks about it. All I am sure of is that spending these past few days with her has tremendously made me grow so much attached to her.And hell do I love it! I can't even help myself at this point. I am intoxicated by her scent and I crave for the warmth of her body.Fuck. I repeatedly stared at the digital clock on the wall hoping for time to fly so fast.Why was I this eager to leave here and go meet that annoying little girl that never appreciated any good thing I did for her?'Maybe that is because you are beginning to like her' my inner thought said to me.No. I don't. I dou
SARAHMy eyes gazed at the tinted windows, admiring the starry night sky as we drove. We had been on the road for more than thirty minutes and I was really eager to see where Emilio was taking me too.He sat not too close to me, his eyes on his phone. I took cursory glances of him time to time again, a bit nervous for some reason.Was this a date? He has been acting all funny for some days. He could have tricked me into going on a date with him.I just pray it's not that and I am just overthinking it. Emilio then moved closer to me and our bodies brushed.I felt a shiver run down my spine, my anxiety tick gripping on to me swiftly."Emilio.." I called out to him."Yes bella""You are too close to me. Move away please" I requested."What? Why?" He sounded amused."Because you are quite too close to me. Our skins are literally touching" I snapped back."So? Does it affect you in any way?" Emilio shot at me.Gosh. Why is he so hard to deal with it at times? Would it kill him to just mo
MOMENTS LATEREmilio sighed heavily, feeling a wave of annoyance wash over him as the voices around him continued to drone on. Each conversation seemed to blend into the next, creating a disorienting symphony of noise. He inwardly groaned, longing for a moment of peace amidst the relentless chatter of the crowd. He had met with different elite class individual and they had just been talking business all through.He was already tired of handling the formalities and he was sure Sarah also tired of the repeated greetings and business talks. "So I was thinking If we could actually work together, you know a partnership between us..."the older man announced to an obviously irritated Emilio before handing him his business card.Sarah watched Emilio take it with a forced smile. She felt sorry for him. He had been engaging in various discussions with people and from the look of things he was clearly not interested in talking again."Oh yes. Thank you. I'll contact you"Emilio answered, ta
SARAH"Thank you so much for honouring the invitation to be in this great event" the chairman of the function said to Emilio. I can't count how many times I've heard those words. Emilio must really be an introvert for him to be thanked so much for just attending one damn event."And to you too. Miss Sarah" the man took my hands in his and pressed a light kiss on my knuckles."The pleasure is all mine" I tried to be as graceful and polite as I could."Man I didn't know you were such a famous person" I teased Emilio as he traced the man's walking steps with his eyes."Neither did I" Emilio responded with a groan."Do you need any thing to eat?" He asked me as we went over to sit. Finally. It felt like we hadn't sat in years.Slow classical music began echoing through the walls as the light of the hall dimmed down. I watched as various couples went towards the middle of the hall and began dancing together.I shook my head at him, turning my attention back to his face, "I've had a lot
SARAH"Let's dance" Emilio suggested the moment we were done eating our food.I gave him a raised brow and took a scull of the glass of water placed before me and then used the serviette to dab a bit on my lips."Really? You mean right now?" I asked, fazed and confused that Emilio would want to dance with me.He nodded, " Yes. Can't you see other couples dancing right now?" He questioned, a smile on his face."Couples, Emilio. We aren't a couple" I reminded him with a roll of my eyes."Yet.." Emilio grinned mischievously. "Now let's go dance cucciola" he added hastily as he stood up to his feet and outstretched an arm over to me.I took his arm and he led me to the middle of the hall where other people were gathered.Suddenly I got wobbly feet and I became extremely nervous and self conscious. I've never been one to stand out in the crowd for anything but tonight, Emilio has literally made me the 'Diamond' of the event.My anxiety toppled over and overwhelmed me, forcing me to speak o
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,