EMILIOTHE NEXT DAYFuck. I blew it. I ruined it all yet again with my rage. I threw the umpteenth cigarette in my hands into the bin and fell back on the bed. What have I done to Sarah? How could I degrade her in such a manner? The regret and pain attacked me on all sides, the aftermath of my rage jabbing me.I wanted to fix us, fix the sour relationship we had for some reason unknown to even me, but I shattered all my efforts last night and wiped every bit of smile she had.I couldn't even face Sarah when I was done with her. I completely turned her into a mess, she had no say on her own body.I fucked her over and over like a slut until she was close to passing out. Her tears were soaked in my bed.Yes. She was always right. I am a beast and I will never come to know what real love and compassion feels like. I didn't have the braveness to soothe her. She quivered next to me, trembling like a leaf in a storm and her body had been curled to a ball on the bed.I had to leave the m
SARAH"Where are you taking me to Emilio?" I asked for the umpteenth time. It felt like we had been driving for over a century. Yeah I was being hyperbolic but it was an extremely long ride, and Emilio's insistence on not wanting to divulge our destination only seemed to make me more anxious.My eyes darted to the timer in the car and a loud sigh escaped my lips. We have been driving for over an hour."Emilio say something. Please" I urged him, my patience chipping away and my voice sounding more like that of a kid being denied sweets. "You worry too much. Why can't you just relax and let me drive in peace?" He smirked as his hands manoeuvred the steering wheel.I huffed and folded my hands across my chest, "Excuse me for being too anxious. We have been on the road for close to an hour. I have to know where our destination is" I replied to him."Why? Don't you trust me? Do you think I'd take you to a dangerous place and kill you?" He asked, his full gaze fixed on the road.I rolled
EMILIO Two days have passed since I introduced Sarah to Jack, and I'm relieved she's beginning to glimpse the hidden facets of my personality, the fragments I keep shielded from the world. Growing up was a turbulent journey for me. Despite being born into privilege and showered with every material comfort, my childhood was marred by the presence of this menacing mafia. It took my sister, my only sister, was shot in cold blood and my immediate younger brother whom I don't even know if he is dead or alive. At the tender age of three, my brother was abducted by one of my father's adversaries. Despite tireless efforts to locate him, he vanished without a trace. My mother cried herself to sleep every night. I watch my family suffer emotionally because of this freaking mafia. I never wanted to be the capo dei capi. I wanted it to be passed to my youngest brother Matteo, younger brother Diego or rather Luca. This mafia has taken too much from me and it has turned me into this cold
SARAHI must have been dreaming, my eyes were definitely playing tricks on me. Definitely!Because why would I walk in on Emilio with his lips plummeted on Grace's?I was frozen with shock, and suddenly the entire room felt claustrophobic for me to even breathe in. My chest tightened within me and my heart hammered against its bony barrier, threatening to jump out of my body.I was robbed of my speech that I couldn't even think of what to say other than voicing out Emilio's name which interrupted their 'moment'.Oh God. They darted their orbs to my widened gaze and unexpected intrusion.My eyes moved round how tightly pressed their bodies were against one another once more, unwilling to believe that this was real."Sarah..." Emilio made an attempt to call me, his words like an anxious whisper bearing the weight of his emotions but my legs moved faster than my brain.I ran. I sprinted out of the room without a single glance at the back. Tears blurred my vision and my head pounded at t
EMILIO THE NEXT DAY My steps were quick, one destination in mind as I hurriedly walked through the hallway. I needed to go talk to Sarah, to at least explain things to her.I wasn't given the liberty to do so yesterday because she had shut herself inside her bedroom, probably crying her eyes out and cursing me a million times for hurting her and playing with her emotions.This time it wasn't me. I didn't do anything. Grace was the one who forced herself on me and Sarah just came in at the exact moment.It was an extremely bad timing and my ill luck on love played on me. I really didn't do anything on purpose to hurt her and I wish she could just atleast hear me out then I'd explain my heart out to her.She hadn't eaten dinner last night and I was hell worried about her. I had maids lined up variety of her favourite dishes at her doorstep but Sarah refused to open the door. She rather starve than open up to me.She wasn't avoiding the food, nor any one else. She was avoiding to mee
EMILIO "We have important news Capo" Luca said in his usual stern tone whenever we were talking business.I strode towards my conference room, walking past guards who went rigid as statutes and bowing their heads. "You really haven't stopped this tradition of guards bowing at you huh?" Luca smirked as we kept on passing more and more guards.I frowned at the thong of underbosses and soldiers that pulled into the company today. Well we were expecting to sign a multi million dollar deal on some ammunitions to be shipped to the Middle East today.Marcello had informed me that we had to entertain some Arabs today in discussion of the contract.I smirked as we walked along the busy path leading to my conference, "it's an age long tradition. One of the best that I like" I pulled open the door and my most closest capos and underbosses stood up at my arrival. The air felt tense, I could tell whatever news they had to tell me was of serious concern. And I really hope it's a lead on The R
SARAHI used a serviette to wipe my lips before pushing my plate aside. I was already tired of eating and I hadn't even eaten much. I hadn't set my eyes on Emilio ever since I ordered him to leave my room and it's been two days since then.Grace, however, has been a thorn in my ass. I could tell she was already spoiling my name to some of the staffs whom I presume were her friends. I hear the snide comments, the hushed whispers and the saucy gazes they pass my way. But they dared not refuse any of my orders. If anything I've become more authoritative in Emilio's mansion, I never realised how much power Emilio bestowed on me when he ordered me from the beginning not to engage in any house chores with the rest of the house staffs. But I would always find it strange so whenever he wasn't around, I'd offer my assistance. But now I'm done with that. A sigh escaped my lips and I pushed my chairs back, standing up right."Clean this up" I ordered without sparing a glance at the maid. She
The room was cloaked in a chilly atmosphere, punctuated by wisps of cigarette smoke swirling from the lips of a middle-aged man seated at its center, his exhalations blending with the air around him.A fire place crackled by the side, its flame providing an angry red glow on the wall.He dragged the cigarette to his cold lips once again and puffed out balls of smoke. His eyes were fixed on the television before him, it carried news of a destruction in a warehouse, one of Emilio's warehouse.A snide smile broke on his thin lips and he rubbed his hands which had been concealed by thick gloves together, basking in the little warmth provided against the harsh weather. The biting cold rendered the room almost unbearable, each exhale visible in the frigid air. Dmitry Ivanov, a man in his early sixties, retained the same aura of power and brutality he had wielded two decades prior when he ruled over native crime syndicates with an iron fist.His hair had speckles of grey in them and a th
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,