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
EMILIOHe knows something, something buried in the past that he thought was long forgotten.But I don't give a damn about all that bullshit. My mafia, my power and authority are all at stake here."Dad if you know anything concerning this, it's better you tell us now. We have an enemy trying to destroy us all. It's best you talk and not hide any information" Luca strongly adviced him.We needed all the information we could get concerning this aunt of mine and her husband."Guiseppina? Did you just mention Guiseppina or are my ears playing tricks on me? That's madness. She wouldn't do this" he whispered underneath his breath."She's alive?!" I exclaimed, staring at Adriano in blank amazement.This totally goes against everything my father has been telling me concerning my aunt. "She should be. I've not heard from her in years. None of us have. Including your father" he replied, gazing at me intently. What? The shift in the atmosphere was visible. Anxiety swept the air with each per
SARAH Numerous warm droplets of water splashed on my skin from the faucet, soaking me entirely as I hummed whilst taking my shower. Emilio's busy schedule these days have been keeping each of us apart. It's been four days since we had sex but it feels just like yesterday.I can still smell his musky cologne all over my bedsheets, I can still feel his large hands and skillful fingers gripping on to my body tightly like his life depended on it, his warm lips planting multiple kisses across my body and pleasuring me in so many ways that feels like heaven. God. My body is entirely consumed by this man. Just the thought our sexual escapades was enough to form a pool around my vulva and a heat emanating from my stomach.My nipples stood firm and I struggled not to touch myself as I was bathing. How did I go from despising this man and everything he encompasses to always craving for him like he is the very air I breathe?Does he actually have deep and genuine feelings for me as well? Or
SARAHMy gown elegantly swept the floor as Emilio guided me towards the double glass doors of an opulent restaurant.At the entrance stood a young man clad in a tuxedo and bow tie, his hair neatly tied in a bun, and his lips adorned with a welcoming smile."Welcome, Mr. Romano and Miss Sarah. Reservations have been made for you both. Please enjoy your dinner," he respectfully conveyed before graciously opening the door for us.Upon entering, we were greeted by elegant surroundings adorned with fine art, luxurious fabrics, and ornate chandeliers. I gazed around dewy eyed. Just one look at this place and I knew a drink here could cost a hole through the pocket. I knew this restaurant was ordinarily not for someone of my status. The wealthy of the wealthy were the ones who fitted in here.The ambience was refined, accompanied by soft classical music at the background. The lightening was dim, playing on the pristine walls of the restaurant. Tables were meticulously set with fine cha
EMILIO I drove speedily to one of my abandoned factory. Leonardo had informed me, yesterday, about the arrival of the soldiers who were on duty on the night of the attack on one of my warehouses in Russia.Honestly, if it were up to me, I'd be all wrapped up next to Sarah right now on the bed and haul her so tight towards the warmth of my body, inhaling her sweet scent whilst my fingers would play on her skin.I shut my eyes for a brief second, momentarily mositening my lips as various dirty imaginations filled my mind on how I could be fucking Sarah right now but duty called. When we got back from our date last night, it was past midnight already. Sarah had fallen alseep on the way and I had to carry her to her bedroom. It hurt me so much that I couldn't wait until she fluttered her beautiful eyes open before leaving for work.Fuck. These stupid assholes would definitely pay for not only betraying me and cooperating with the enemy, but for robbing me off the pleasure of being wit
EMILIOA dangerous smirk formed on my lips. "Now you want to talk? That's good. You were my next target" I played with the gun in my fingers."Yes we did it. I, Homero, Santiago, Paul, Ares and Donny...." he montioned with his head to the first man whom I shot. "We are the ones who tipped you off and also informed those assailants of your next shipment.The rest of the men weren't directly involved but they had hints about the plan. It was all for money capo. Please spare us. Please we beg you. We will never in our entire lives double cross you I swear on my life" Andres, the one who confessed pleaded fervently.The rest of the men concurred with him, their cries echoing round the warehouses. I flashed sly grins at my men. This was now getting interesting."You all are just like hoes! Cheating bastards! Deceitful scoundrels! Is that what it boils down to for you? Sacrificing your integrity and loyalty for mere monetary gain? As if the compensation we provide isn't sufficient?" Luca s
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,