SARAH I limped to my room in pain, Emilio's hurtful words still resonating in my ears and taunting me.He called my existence a mistake. My only uncle told me that same thing once when I approached him to help lend a hand to my brother's school bills. I was going to take full responsibility of my education anyway I could but I just needed a helping hand for my brother's. He refused to do so, threatened to shoot me if he ever did see me again and called me a badluck to whoever I was with.As I sat on my bed, I recounted those hurtful words Uncle Mark said to me. According to him my existence was a mistake because my mother was not even meant to marry my father in the first place.She had a richer suitor but she chose my father and when I was born, he lost his job which plunged us into a life of struggle and hardship.And it only aggravated when mum and dad died three years ago. I was just sixteen and Noah was fourteen. How we survived up till now it's truly a miracle. I cried m
SARAH I woke up to an incredibly hungry stomach. I was starving badly and the only thing I had taken since yesterday was water, lots and lots of it.My head spinned, feeling like the weight of a dumbbell and I had the urge to throw up. Placing my feet down, my eyes drifted to the digital clock on the wall. This was 7:30 in the morning.A heavy and tired sigh left my lips. Time to go prepare breakfast and possibly the laundry before going to the supermarket to stock up the house with groceries and dairy products. The running of this house isn't easy, especially not for one hungry person alone. I limped to the bathroom to freshen up and begin the days work. Once out, I quickly applied my body lotion, a body spray and wore my clothes.I contemplated on whether I should fall my hair or pack it up. But I realised that whenever I did pack it up, it made it easier for Emilio to grip me by my hair so I let it fall. As I dressed my bed, the ringing of my phone sliced through the silenc
Sarah sprinted, her legs carrying her away from the boutique. Distance from Emilio was her only goal.Breathless, she weaved through the bustling crowd, accidentally bumping into people and nearly stumbling in her haste to escape Emilio's grasp.Glancing anxiously over her shoulder, she checked for any sign of Emilio in the sea of people. The fear that he might be closing in fueled her urgency.She figured he must have realized her escape by now. If not at this moment, soon enough. But by then, she prayed she'd be well beyond his reach. Sarah had no clue where she was going amidst the bustling crowds."I'm so sorry.""Excuse me. I am truly sorry.""I'm truly, truly sorry," were the words she kept rambling as she navigated through the people, shuffling her feet along the paved walkways.Gradually, her strength waned as she ran, breaths becoming heavy. She paused, anxiety etched on her face as her eyes scanned the surroundings. A sense ofbeing watched crept over her, a chilling feeling
SARAH "Emilio please wait" I cried at the top of my voice as Emilio dragged me by the hand roughly towards the mansion the moment we stepped out of his car.Lightening flashed across the sky accompanied by the ferocious sound of thunder. The storm was fierce, signifying the imminent storm in my life once I walk through those doors."Emilio please just hear me out! I beg you!" I pleaded, the rain drowning my pleas. Tears blurred my vision and I could barely see anything.His grip was unyielding, tight and searing hot on my skin. I felt he would break my bones."stupida stronza" Emilio cursed in italian as he shoved me into the mansion and shut the doors tight. I fell on the floor with a loud thud, bruising my already bruised knees even more."Stronza! Fucking stupid bitch!" He growled at me forcing me to snap my gaze to his.His eyes, a fiery of indignation burned on me, causing fear to evoke within me.I shivered and it was not because of the rain which I had just been drenched in
SARAHMy eyes slowly fluttered open, a yawn escaping my parched lungs. My head felt like the weight of a dumbbell the moment I sat up on the bed, throbbing at the back, I guess I was having a migraine.My vision was hazy so it took a while for it to adjust to my surroundings. As it unfolded, I slowly realised I was in my room.How did I get here? I was under the rain hours ago I presume. Did Emilio bring me in himself?My eyes darted to the windows and it was still evident that the rain was still falling as it splattered across the closed windows.My eyes then moved to the digital clock on the wall and the time got me shrieking. This was eight in the night. Time really flew so fast. When I and Emilio came back it was still around noon though the rain made it seem like it was dusk.Had I been standing under the rain from noon till dusk? "Awww" I held onto my head, the migraine throbbing regardless.My eyes moved around my dark room, fear creeping unto me for some reason. My room w
SARAHI didn't react at that moment when Emilio whispered into my ear. It felt like I was still being hypnotizedSuddenly, comprehension struck, and it was as if a veil had been lifted from my eyes.My heart began beating frantically like a person who had regained his senses and I cried out immediately."No, no please!"Ignoring my plea, Emilio lifted my skirt once more, raising it so high that I could have sworn he glimpsed my panties. His hands leisurely caressed my exposed thighs."No please Emilio! I am sorry I'd never disobey you again!" I pleaded and cried. I closed my eyes, writhing in fear after realising there was nothing I could do.Emilio wouldn't do this without my consent, would he?Tears streamed down my face as the fear of losing everything clouded my mind. I cried and sobbed bitterly, but then, after a few minutes of flailing around, I realized a sudden lightness.It dawned on me that Emilio's body was no longer on top of mine, and my wrists were no longer bound.I slo
SARAH"Uhm Luca, I prepared breakfast" I informed him. Luca adverted his focus from his phone to me and his eyes shone with delight."Splendid. By the way how was your night?" He asked as he stood up from the sofa."Well after you finally turned down the volume of the music, I got some sleep" I snapped at him which earned me his boyish grin."C'mon now princess don't sound like that. I am not a boring dude like my cousin. I am very outgoing" he smirked. "And friendly too" he added as we both sat on the chairs in the dining area.Well truthfully he was far friendlier than Emilio. Ever since his arrival yesterday by noon, we haven't really had any serious issues. After I prepared a meal for him, I practically did not set my eyes on him again till around 10 pm. Truly he was outgoing.And the way he spoke, his behaviour in general was quite different from Emilio's. He always passed me a compliment at any given chance. His smile never left his lips. Maybe I was wrong about him after all.
SARAH"Luca you really did that!?" I asked as a rubble of laughter left my lips. Luca charmingly tittered and nodded his head to my question."Yes princess. I and Emilio were so determined on getting our revenge on our nanny that nothing could snap us out of it. Not even her aggressive dogs" he proudly stated. I laughed the more and soon enough Luca began laughing with me.What can I say? My laughter is very infectious."Man you and Emilio were such a mischievous duo. I was never that troublesome when I was little" I remarked."Tell me about yourself then. I've done a great deal of talking about mine and Emilio childhood with you" Luca requested.A wide smile etched on my lips and I began giving Luca numerous tales of my childhood.The atmosphere was placid and lively. Honestly speaking Luca was such a great guy. We lived in total peace unlike I and Emilio.When we got back from the club last night, he actually made dinner. And man was it so delicious. He cooks really nice.This morn
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,