Caterina.
"Surprise!!" I had the widest grin on my face as I rang the doorbell, the words tumbling from my lips just as the door swung open to reveal Alicia, my closest... no, best friend. For a moment, she simply stared at me, eyes wide with disbelief before she let out a gasp, her hands flying to her mouth. I had no warning before she launched herself at me, pulling me into a bone-crushing hug. There was no day Alicia didn't text me even when I didn't reply. "You crazy, reckless idiot!" Alicia exclaimed, half laughing, half crying. "I was going to kill you for agreeing to marry that butt of a man the moment I stepped out of the country, and then allowed yourself to be taken by another idiot before I could come back!" I couldn't help but let out a chuckle, hugging her just as tightly. "Yeah, I know. Life's been... complicated." Really complicated. Alicia pulled away then, just enough to look at me. Even with all my years of learning how to school my features, her sharp brown eyes could detect anything. "Are you okay?" For the first time in a while, I felt warmth spread through my chest. This was what I needed... a moment to just exist without the weight of everything else crushing down on me. "I'm fine," I said, stepping into the apartment as Alicia practically dragged me inside, already talking a mile a minute. She had come for me. Multiple times. She didn't know where the estate Luca resided in was located specifically, and all her methods of knowing didn't work. But that didn't stop her. Alicia found Alessandro, and she made sure he understood her message. If anything happened to me, he was next. We spent hours catching up, laughing over stories from the past, just thinking about old times. Honestly, I think she delayed asking about the inevitable because she was just relieved to have her friend back. The whole saga could wait. "So, he came to me, and he wanted..." My phone buzzed on my thigh. I barely spared it a glance at first. It was probably a notification about the whole ongoing stuff. Despite the fact that everything was gradually dying down, some people took it as a personal mission to talk about it. It wasn't just some notification. Luca. Not only did he have my number, but he also saved his contact in on my phone. The name glared back at me. Luca Romano. What could he want? Did he want to break the deal and force me back into that house? "Is everything okay?" Was what stared at me when I opened the message. Why was he texting me? And more importantly, why did he care? Asshole. He couldn't even let me enjoy my freedom in peace. No! I wouldn't think about him or talk about him. I locked my phone and set it aside, determined to focus on Alicia. But just as I was about to return the conversation, another buzz. This time, there was an attachment. "Don't click on it. Do not do that." My mind seemed to roar. I clicked on it. I was pretty sure my poker face was gone at this point because I could barely suppress my laugh. It was a picture of Luca's office, which was a complete disaster. Files, papers, and documents were scattered everywhere. I remembered this. For some weird reason before I left, I had snuck into his office and made a mess of everything, just to get under his skin. It also gave me the opportunity to discover something I never would have guessed about him. Luca Romano wore glasses when he worked. I was yet to discover why I found that detail so endearing, but I did. "Don't bother me, you creep." I texted back. "Who's got you smiling like that?" Oh, shit! I had forgotten where I was for a moment, and now Alicia had this big smirk on her face. "No one," I tried my best to say it casually as I set my phone down again. Alicia arched a brow. "Uh-huh. Liar." I let out a soft sigh because I knew she wouldn't drop this. "It's Luca." Alicia's expression darkened. "Luca? As in Luca Romano? The same Luca Romano who stole you away from your own engagement party? The same one who's all over the news with you?" "That would be the one." "Why is he texting you?" How was I going to... you know what? There's no need. "He... has my phone number, apparently." Alicia folded her arms, leaning forward with a knowing glint in her eyes. "And?" With a sigh, I gave her the rundown... Luca's deal, my father's debt, Alessandro’s betrayal. Everything. By the time I finished, Alicia was seething. "That bastard! I swear, if I ever see Alessandro, I'm kicking him so hard he won't be able to reproduce. Ever." I snorted. "Please do." Alicia shook her head, then narrowed her eyes. "But back to the more interesting part… You’ve been smiling a lot, Caterina. And checking your phone like a girl with a crush." Oh, no. I nearly choked. "Excuse me? A crush? On Luca? Absolutely not." "Uh-huh," Alicia drawled. "You sure? Because you were grinning like a fool when you texted him back." "I was not." "You so were." I rolled my eyes at her, but before I could argue further, another text came in. This time, it was a video. I knew I shouldn't have clicked on it again, but I did. And I regretted it immediately. Luca. Shirtless. Working out. There was no reason whatsoever for my mouth to go dry, no reason for my stomach to do an annoying little flip. The way his muscles flexed, the sheen of sweat glistening on his skin... it was unfair to every heterosexual woman for a man to be this attractive. Damn him. I quickly locked my phone so I could pretend I hadn't just seen what I did. But Alicia was watching, and her smirk widened. "Oh, now I need to see what just made you blush like that." "Shut up." "Come on, show me!" "Absolutely not." Alicia burst into laughter. "Oh, you’ve got it bad." "I do not!" "You’re literally drooling." "I am not." Alicia cackled, shaking her head. "Look, I’m just saying… if the attraction is there, why fight it? The media already thinks you two are together, and if you’re even remotely interested, you might as well just..." "No!" "...have some fun." I groaned. "Alicia, I am not sleeping with Luca." Alicia shrugged. "Your loss." She walked towards the kitchen to grab a bottle of water so she could grill me some more after, giving me time to glance at my phone again. Luca’s name still lingered on the screen. I had no idea what possessed me, but before I could think twice, I typed out a message. "Miss me that much, Luca?" I barely had time to set the phone down before his reply came in. "You wish, amorino." Okay, this was kind of fun. My mouth was kind of hurting now due to how wide I was smiling. "Come pick me up if you miss me so much." This time, the response took a little longer. "Be ready in ten." Oh, no. I hadn't actually expected him to take the bait. But the longer I stared at the message, the more shivers ran down my spine. Damn it. Maybe Alicia was onto something.Luca."Be ready in ten."I let out a sharp exhale as I stared at the message on my phone.What the hell was I doing?I should have ignored her message after showing her what she did to my office, let her stew in whatever game she was playing... instead, I'd taken the bait.Just as she had taken mine.My eyes flickered to the video I had sent her... the one of me working out, sweat glistening on my skin, muscles flexing.What had I been thinking when I hit send?Nothing. That was what.I should have had some sort of moral compass, but something about the idea of her seeing me like this had amused me.Tempted me.And now she was baiting me back.I shook my head, tossing my phone onto my desk. I wouldn't go.I shouldn't go.Let her wait. Let her wonder.She had given me the deal, but I was the one still in control here, not her.But still…My jaw clenched as my fingers twitched at my side. I could already hear the guys laughing at me if they ever found out what was happening.If they kne
Caterina.It didn't take me a long time to realize he wasn't coming.I stared at my phone, fingers tightening around it before I set it down with what anyone would call forced nonchalance.My screen remained dark. No new messages, no missed calls.A hollow laugh bubbled up in my throat. I shouldn't care about it. I didn't care about it.If anything, I only wanted to see if he would actually show up, if I had some kind of power over him.Yes. That was all.It wasn't as if I had been sitting here, waiting, like some desperate woman clinging to false hope.“Rina.”I glanced up at Alicia, who, for some reason, was watching me with raised brows and an amused expression.I couldn't help but roll my eyes before she even opened her mouth to speak. "Don't look at me like that."“Like what?” Alicia smirked, sipping her drink. “Like I can see through the act you’re putting on?”"There's no act," I muttered, crossing my arms. "He's nothing to me."I had doubts she was actually convinced with my l
Caterina.I didn't resist when Luca finally helped me up. Didn't even question where he was taking me.It didn't matter.Everything around me felt muted and distant, as though the world was spinning too fast, and all I could do was struggle to keep up.My chest ached, my head throbbed, and all I wanted to do was forget the past hours.I barely registered getting into the car, barely noticed the soft hum of the engine as he drove us through the city. All I could do was stare blankly out the window, watching the streetlights blur past, while my mind kept on playing the scene from the restaurant over and over again.The waitress’s sneer.The cold slap against my cheek. The way those people had recorded, whispering about me, judging me. And worst of all, the fact that I had let it get to me.Luca didn't speak.He didn't ask me if I was okay or try to do some shitty ass comforting. And for that, I was grateful."We're here."I had to blink multiple times to realize we were in some sort of
Caterina.Something sharp was poking my stomach.Well, it wasn't sharp, but it was firm. Heavy. Unmoving and warm.What was that?I stirred slightly, still half-asleep with a very sluggish mind. It felt like everything was moving in some sort of slow motion.This was so strange.And it was strange enough to pull her from the comfortable darkness of sleep, dragging me toward some sort of groggy awareness.The first thing I noticed was the warmth. A strong, steady warmth that surrounded me like a cocoon. There was a steady rise and fall of breathing against the back of my neck, the slow exhale tickling my skin.It took me a moment to realize that I wasn't alone.The second realization hit me like a freight train.I was wrapped in someone's arms.My eyes snapped open, the unfamiliarity of the room striking me all at once.Where...? When...?Then, I felt it again. The thing pressing into my stomach. What was that?Slowly, cautiously, I wriggled just a little, experimentally shifting again
Caterina.Never considered myself as someone who could make friends easily.Growing up as an only child turned me into someone who was always guarded, with walls built so high fast even I sometimes forgot what it was like to let someone in.Maria... Maria was different.In certain ways, she was even like Alicia.There was an ease to her presence, something so unapologetically warm that it chipped away at the carefully placed barriers around my heart.She was funny, sharp, and had this undeniable charm that her brother certainly lacked.It made it difficult not to like her. So, against all odds, I found myself enjoying her company.Even if that company came with a surly faced Raphael who didn't act as a shadow.We sat on the plush couch in Luca’s expansive living room, the air thick with the scent of expensive cologne and faint traces of Maria's floral perfume. It had been a strange morning if I was being honest with myself... waking up in Luca's arms, nearly losing myself to whatev
Luca.Women were one of the most wonderful gifts on earth. Not my sister, though. She wasn't among them.I had barely stepped out of the shower, and the towel still slung low around my hips when my bedroom door swung open.Had Caterina come for a second round of our little pillow fight? Or was it my...Nope. It was Clarissa.She stood in the doorway at first, those sharp eyes raking over me like she owned me, like she still had some chaim over my body.Something close to disappointment coiled in my stomach.Had the girls seen her?"Luca," She practically purred, stepping forward before I could say a word, her heels clicking against the polished hardwood. "You just ran off before we could get into the fun stuff last night. That's not like you."I didn't bother to respond. Just grabbed a shirt from the back of a chair and tugged it over my damp skin.She wasn't worth it.It was my fault Clarissa always acted like she had me wrapped around her finger, but it was honestly time I stopped
Caterina.I stared at the message for a few minutes longer, really unsure how I was going to pull this off.Luca: I have a little deal for you, amorino.I snorted. Of course, he did. Just after the blonde... no, Rissa had stormed out of here without sparing a glance in our direction.Luca had sent it with no context, no follow-up. But the moment I responded, his next message came though, spelling out exactly what he wanted.Luca: If I can get you to kiss me again tonight at the ball, then you'll spend a night with me in my room.A ball.A formal event where he expected me to be his date for the night. He even attached a number to it... a sum so high that it could put a serious dent in the sixty million debt my father owed him.Should I do it?Would I even be able to resist the man for that long when he was impossible to resist?But a way out, even if just a little closer, was really tempting."But the last party..." My mind whispered to me. I remembered the way the whole thing just
Caterina.“What the fuck did you think you were trying to do?”Someone’s blood had splattered across the concrete, a stark contrast against the pale moonlight. Then there was the sickening crack of knuckles meeting flesh that echoed in the empty garden, drowning out the distant sound of the music from inside.I felt like I was about to lose my dinner.When it came to fighting, I stayed away. Even on the days Alessandro tried to make me go to his boxing house so I could meet some of his friends, I always found a way to make sure I did not go. It was way better to lie than tell him the truth.This was the third real fight I had witnessed.Luca was a storm, his fists relentless as they pounded into Ethan’s face. His blonde hair was matted with blood, yet that annoying smirk of his refused to fade, even as his body went limp beneath the assault.All I could do was watch.I should stop him. I knew it. But something coiled within me refused to move, as if it held onto the nerves that were c
CaterinaI wrapped my arms around myself, resisting the urge to shiver as Luca remained stubbornly in my doorway. The rain had started to pick up, thick droplets smacking against the roof like it held a grudge against it.Luca had to leave soon.I had been expecting this confrontation… It was Luca we were talking about. I just didn’t expect it so soon, nor had I expected this level of relentlessness.“You need to leave.” I said firmly, despite the fact that my nerves thrummed harshly inside.Luca tilted his head slightly, amusement flickering in those eyes of his as he leaned against the frame like he belonged there… belonged here. “I was under the impression that wasn’t an option.”“When the heck did…”The rest of the words died in my throat as a sudden movement at the end of the hall caught my eye. A figure. Masked.He was watching us.Luca, ever the observant one, sensed the shift in my focus because I could see his body tense, eyes snapping to where mine had been. In a blink, the
Caterina.What was that blinding light?Fuck.My head felt heavy, my limbs sluggish as if my body had sunk deep into the mattress and decided it preferred staying there.My fingers curled against the fabric beneath me which for some reason felt familiar making it comforting. It smelled like lavender and something warm.. It smelled like home.But it wasn't until I shifted, feeling the tightness of the fabric against me that I realized...I was still in last night’s dress.What the heck?I had to take quick, short breaths while blinking hard against the sleep crusting my lashes, turning my head to take in my surroundings. High ceiling, the bookshelf overflowing with untouched books, the dim glow of the bedside lamp I never turned off.I was home.Sometime in the chaos of last night, I'd made it back. "Urghhh. My head." The groggy sigh escaped my lips, forcing myself even more to stay upright while the dress crumpled around me in a mess of wrinkles.I hope that wouldn't offend Maria.M
Caterina.“What the fuck did you think you were trying to do?”Someone’s blood had splattered across the concrete, a stark contrast against the pale moonlight. Then there was the sickening crack of knuckles meeting flesh that echoed in the empty garden, drowning out the distant sound of the music from inside.I felt like I was about to lose my dinner.When it came to fighting, I stayed away. Even on the days Alessandro tried to make me go to his boxing house so I could meet some of his friends, I always found a way to make sure I did not go. It was way better to lie than tell him the truth.This was the third real fight I had witnessed.Luca was a storm, his fists relentless as they pounded into Ethan’s face. His blonde hair was matted with blood, yet that annoying smirk of his refused to fade, even as his body went limp beneath the assault.All I could do was watch.I should stop him. I knew it. But something coiled within me refused to move, as if it held onto the nerves that were c
Caterina.I stared at the message for a few minutes longer, really unsure how I was going to pull this off.Luca: I have a little deal for you, amorino.I snorted. Of course, he did. Just after the blonde... no, Rissa had stormed out of here without sparing a glance in our direction.Luca had sent it with no context, no follow-up. But the moment I responded, his next message came though, spelling out exactly what he wanted.Luca: If I can get you to kiss me again tonight at the ball, then you'll spend a night with me in my room.A ball.A formal event where he expected me to be his date for the night. He even attached a number to it... a sum so high that it could put a serious dent in the sixty million debt my father owed him.Should I do it?Would I even be able to resist the man for that long when he was impossible to resist?But a way out, even if just a little closer, was really tempting."But the last party..." My mind whispered to me. I remembered the way the whole thing just
Luca.Women were one of the most wonderful gifts on earth. Not my sister, though. She wasn't among them.I had barely stepped out of the shower, and the towel still slung low around my hips when my bedroom door swung open.Had Caterina come for a second round of our little pillow fight? Or was it my...Nope. It was Clarissa.She stood in the doorway at first, those sharp eyes raking over me like she owned me, like she still had some chaim over my body.Something close to disappointment coiled in my stomach.Had the girls seen her?"Luca," She practically purred, stepping forward before I could say a word, her heels clicking against the polished hardwood. "You just ran off before we could get into the fun stuff last night. That's not like you."I didn't bother to respond. Just grabbed a shirt from the back of a chair and tugged it over my damp skin.She wasn't worth it.It was my fault Clarissa always acted like she had me wrapped around her finger, but it was honestly time I stopped
Caterina.Never considered myself as someone who could make friends easily.Growing up as an only child turned me into someone who was always guarded, with walls built so high fast even I sometimes forgot what it was like to let someone in.Maria... Maria was different.In certain ways, she was even like Alicia.There was an ease to her presence, something so unapologetically warm that it chipped away at the carefully placed barriers around my heart.She was funny, sharp, and had this undeniable charm that her brother certainly lacked.It made it difficult not to like her. So, against all odds, I found myself enjoying her company.Even if that company came with a surly faced Raphael who didn't act as a shadow.We sat on the plush couch in Luca’s expansive living room, the air thick with the scent of expensive cologne and faint traces of Maria's floral perfume. It had been a strange morning if I was being honest with myself... waking up in Luca's arms, nearly losing myself to whatev
Caterina.Something sharp was poking my stomach.Well, it wasn't sharp, but it was firm. Heavy. Unmoving and warm.What was that?I stirred slightly, still half-asleep with a very sluggish mind. It felt like everything was moving in some sort of slow motion.This was so strange.And it was strange enough to pull her from the comfortable darkness of sleep, dragging me toward some sort of groggy awareness.The first thing I noticed was the warmth. A strong, steady warmth that surrounded me like a cocoon. There was a steady rise and fall of breathing against the back of my neck, the slow exhale tickling my skin.It took me a moment to realize that I wasn't alone.The second realization hit me like a freight train.I was wrapped in someone's arms.My eyes snapped open, the unfamiliarity of the room striking me all at once.Where...? When...?Then, I felt it again. The thing pressing into my stomach. What was that?Slowly, cautiously, I wriggled just a little, experimentally shifting again
Caterina.I didn't resist when Luca finally helped me up. Didn't even question where he was taking me.It didn't matter.Everything around me felt muted and distant, as though the world was spinning too fast, and all I could do was struggle to keep up.My chest ached, my head throbbed, and all I wanted to do was forget the past hours.I barely registered getting into the car, barely noticed the soft hum of the engine as he drove us through the city. All I could do was stare blankly out the window, watching the streetlights blur past, while my mind kept on playing the scene from the restaurant over and over again.The waitress’s sneer.The cold slap against my cheek. The way those people had recorded, whispering about me, judging me. And worst of all, the fact that I had let it get to me.Luca didn't speak.He didn't ask me if I was okay or try to do some shitty ass comforting. And for that, I was grateful."We're here."I had to blink multiple times to realize we were in some sort of
Caterina.It didn't take me a long time to realize he wasn't coming.I stared at my phone, fingers tightening around it before I set it down with what anyone would call forced nonchalance.My screen remained dark. No new messages, no missed calls.A hollow laugh bubbled up in my throat. I shouldn't care about it. I didn't care about it.If anything, I only wanted to see if he would actually show up, if I had some kind of power over him.Yes. That was all.It wasn't as if I had been sitting here, waiting, like some desperate woman clinging to false hope.“Rina.”I glanced up at Alicia, who, for some reason, was watching me with raised brows and an amused expression.I couldn't help but roll my eyes before she even opened her mouth to speak. "Don't look at me like that."“Like what?” Alicia smirked, sipping her drink. “Like I can see through the act you’re putting on?”"There's no act," I muttered, crossing my arms. "He's nothing to me."I had doubts she was actually convinced with my l