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
SARAH"Ohh, he's still not picking up," I murmured to myself, frustration evident as I dialed Emilio's number for the umpteenth time. Where did he run off to again? He couldn't even wait until I woke up or dropped me a note!Was it that urgent? I guess this is what I should expect from now on because apparently, I'm with a dangerous don!Was he in danger though? Was he hurt?Could he be in jail or something!?Oh my God! I face palmed myself, "Oh good lord" I groaned out momentarily.My mind conjured the worst scenarios that got my heart pounding at such an incredible rate. I have to stop worrying.Emilio is a freaking Don for crying out loud. He would be able to protect himself that is for sure.I heaved a sigh, descending the stairs and flopping onto one of the couches in the living room. He could have at least left a note, sent a text, or something!I mean who does that? After our eventful dinner date one would have expected that we would be snuggled up in bed by now but I woke up
SARAH"What's happening here?" Emilio's words were measured, his voice carrying a hint of confusion as his gaze swept from my exasperated expression to Grace and then to the curious staffs gathered around us.In an instant, Grace extracted herself from my loosening grip and enveloped Emilio in an embrace which was unreciprocated."Emilio I'm so glad you are home. Can you imagine this thing tried to push me out of your mansion" Grace made emphasis on the 'Your', feigning innocence and pity."I don't even know what I did to her. I only kindly suggested that she do her own laundry from now on and don't add it to my pile of laundry work. She is so insecure. Emilio please talk sense into your maid" Grace added, her voice breaking into fake sobs.I stared at her in blank amazement, robbed of my speech.Certainly Emilio wouldn't believe this rubbish."Is this true Sarah?" Emilio raised me an eyebrow, his voice dangerously low."She has been stepping on my toes for far too long. And I don't wa
THE NEXT DAYEmilio's laughter echoed through the room, a sharp contrast to Sarah's dismay. "I think I just won, Sarah," he chuckled, reveling in his triumph. "Checkmate," he added with unmistakable satisfaction, his voice tinged with triumph."That's not fair" Sarah whined, her lips forming into a pout and her brows deeply creased."And why do you say so amore mio?" Emilio asked with a smirk curling on his lips, enjoying the annoyed expression on Sarah's face."You are so good in this game. That is why you wanted to play with me because you know that I don't know shit about chess. Let us play a different board game I know like scrabble. You'd see that I will win you" Sarah whined more, folding her arms across her chest. Emilio gazed upon her, admiring every intricate curls of her facial features whilst she rambled, unaware of his wistful orbs.Honestly, he wished he could always stay home to spend time with her but as more and more evidences led him and his men towards The Ghost, th