I flick the light switch on when I enter the lonely and empty kitchen, but quickly filling it with tension and worry. Adding my brother to the mix as he follows me inside. My arm is drenched with a blood from where the knife met my skin and apparently my visible pain. "Just sit down for a moment and calm down, brother. Your ribs are obviously killing you when you move too much and, pacing up and down isn't helping you or her." Achille tries to force me to relax, I guess, but how was I suppose to when my mind is consumed by concern for Mia."I can't just sit here, Achille! She could be seriously hurt. I need to know she's okay." I continue to walk up and down the length of the kitchen."Ben, listen to me." He grab me by my shoulders making me twitch as the pain stab through my arm, but he doesn't withdraw his touch. "I know, but you are injured too and you need to take a breath. Worrying like this won't help either of you. Let the doctor check Mia first, then we'll know the extent of he
I wake up to the sound of rain gently tapping against the bedroom window as I stretch and yawn, before turning to my side only to find Mia still peacefully asleep blnext to me and I couldn't help the smile forming on my face as I admire her relaxed expression. Due to the gloomy weather I think that it will be the perfect day to stay indoors, in bed, and just enjoy each other's company. I gently brush Mia's hair away from her face, planting a soft kiss on her forehead before getting out of bed and head to the kitchen to make us some coffee."Ciao." A happy Madelaine answers the phone after two rings."Good morning to you too, figlia." A genuine smile cover my face while I through some sugar into a mug. I haven't spoken to Madelaine in a while and I just wanted to know if she was doing okay. "How are you doing?""I am great! I made so many friends and I am killing it in my classes, if I do as so myself." She giggles. This was exactly what I needed. "How are you doing? Still saving the w
As the sun begin to set over the city skyline my excitement begin to grow and I can hardly contain my secret any longer and I am about to surprise Mia with the ultimate gesture, or the only one I can think of to get her as far away from Manfredio as possible to buy me some time to figure out how to handle this. After spending countless hours planning and making arrangements I cannot wait to see the look of surprise and joy on her face. This is afterall what we talked about doing before all the shit came raining down on our heads. But there was one more thing to do I remember when I take another turn getting closer to the house. "Ben? Is everything okay with Mia?" Sofia's answer after the second ring."She is doing better than I expected." A genuine smile of appreciation crosses my face and I cannot help but feel good about the caring doctor that I am alwas able to trust with the lives of the people I love and keep dear."You almost gave me a heart attack." She scolds. "You never call
We are led to our table through the dimly lit restaurant tucked away in the heart of Bali, drawn to its intimate atmosphere and the tantalizing scent of spices lingering in the air. The soft glow of candlelight created a romantic ambiance, setting the stage for an unforgettable dining experience. "Ben, there's something about this place that just feels special. I have a feeling that we are about to discover a hidden gem." Her eyes sparkle with excitement and we settle into our chairs at a table draped with a vibrant tablecloth adorned with intricate patterns. Mia pick up the menu that she not so long ago stared at on the wall, her eyes scanning the list of tantalizing dishes. Pointing at a few options, she grin mischievously. "Ben, let's be daring and order the weirdest and most traditional dishes they have. We are here to explore Bali's culinary wonders, right?""Whatever you want is fine with me, Mia. Let's immerse ourselves in this gastronomic journey together. Surprise me!" I chu
"Why are you dressed like that?" Mia place her hand over her mouth covering her yawn as she frown upon me sitting across from her in our hotel room already dressed in my suit and dress shirt. A hint of hesitation swirling in my min. I should have told her that I have an important business meeting to attend, one that required my presence, but he also wanted to ensure Mia's safety and well-being during my absence and if I just left a note and asked for forgiveness later on. god knows how she would have reacted."Mia," I begin, my voice gentle but apprehensive, "I have a business meeting that I need to attend. It shouldn't take long, but I would feel more at ease if you stayed here in the hotel room untill I return." Mia's eyes widen slightly, her brows furrowing with confusion as she cross her arms and lean forward, her stance displaying a sense of resistance, which I knew was coming. With Mia it is always coming when she doesnt decide on it."Ben," she respond firmly, "I understand you
The office is filled with elegant furniture, showcasing various sports car models. A large desk is positioned at the center of the room, where I find myself seated, unable to get my mind into what I am here to do, because Mia always seem to be my main focus since I met her. An older gentleman, Frank, stands by the window, contemplative and thoughtful. He doesn't speak and I know that his toughts must be with his company that he is about sell to me. This company that he started from the ground-up. He had nothing when he started and had to climb up the corpral-ladder, that took him years and now he was selling it off in one day. I can imagine what that might feel like, so I let him have his moment."Good morning, Mr. Damian." I blonde woman enters the office breaking the silence as her heel click agansit the floor as she walks accross the laminated wooden floor. "Mr. Anderson." She nod at Frank ripping him from his toughts. "The papers you asked for." Her red lips pull into a big smile
Mia, lively and excitedly flips through a brochure displaying the breathtaking landscapes of Bali and what it has to offer, while I sit on the bed, concern running through my veins. I have been taking care of Mia since she received medical advice to take it easy and I cannot help that it unnerve me while we are having a conversation about our plans for the day."Look at this!" She excitedly jumps up onto her knees. "We have to hike up Mount Batur while we're here in Bali! The view from the top is absolutely amazing.""Mia, you know the doctor said you should be taking it easy. We don't want to risk anything. I don't think a hike is the best idea for you right now." I take a deep breath uncertainty settling in the out of my stomach."Benvenuto, I appreciate your concern, but I know my body better than anyone else. I'm feeling fine and up for a challenge. Besides, I don't want to miss out on experiencing something so incredible. Can you please stop telling me what is good for me? I don'
After Mia left to join her dad on the ferry boat, which I decided not to go on, because I think that Mia and her dad needs some time. I sit on the comfortable couch in our hotel room, holding my phone, feeling unsure and worried about where Mia and I are headed. I dial my brother, Achille's number and waits anxiously for him to answer. After a few rings, Achille picks up almost shouting into the phone."Ciao, Ben! What's up?""Ciao. I need your advice on something. It's about my relationship with Mia." I sigh not completely sure that I wanted to talk to him about this, but certain that I needed to."Oh, what happened? Did you two have another fight?" He questions sounding concerned."Yeah, unfortunately. It started over a misunderstanding, and she accused me of trying to control her. I love her, Achille, and I would never want her to feel that way. I need to show her that she's in total control without her realizing it.""Alright, Ben. First, have an open conversation with her about ho
As the soft dawn hues brush against the horizon, I find myself drawn to the kitchen, seeking solace in the familiar routine of making coffee. The previous night has been filled with turmoil, grief, and unexpected moments of connection, leaving me yearning for a moment of calm amidst the storm. As I enter the kitchen, a gentle hush settle over the house, permeating the air with a serenity that seems to hug me in its embrace. I glance around the spotless space, as if the remnants of the chaos from the previous night have been meticulously tidied away or never happened. Achille, the steadfast and caring presence in my life, has made sure that everything is in order before he departed. Job well done. A faint smile curve on my lips as I prepare the coffee, the rich aroma soon filling the kitchen. The rhythmic sounds of the brewing process echoe in the stillness, a gentle symphony that complement the emerging sunlight that starts to flood the room and just as I finish pouring the coffee int
Rather than attempt to keep my burning need for her under control like I know I should or at least to a middle-of-the-roader, I submit myself to it, rather encourage it to be be completely truthful. There is slight gentleness to none left in the kiss we share, but a clear discretion to conquer. My lips press hard against Mia's.My internal struggle, whether to turn her around and fuck her hard, force myself to be gentle with her or push her away is utterly hopeless.I walk her towards the bedroom wall drawing power from her quick and ineffective breaths that clearly indicates how much she wants this. Wants me! I slightly push her away from me, needing to look at her. To make sure she wants this, we stare at one another, both of us taking deep, erratic breaths. Where onetime there was remoteness there is now pain. I yank her from the wall and press her backwards onto the bed before I come out and tear the straps of her shirt, revealing her perfect breasts. She slightly move a way fro
The air droop heavy with despair as my hands rhythmically apply chest compressions to Clarisse's lifeless body. The room is loaded with an eerie silence, broken only by the sound of desperate breaths escaping my lips. I have given everything I have, pouring every ounce of strength into trying to breathe life back into Clarisse when suddenly, something shifts within me. A dreadful realization washes over me, casting a dark shadow upon my trembling heart. I glance at Clarisse's face, her vacant eyes, searching for a glimmer of hope that I know deep down had faded away. It is in this very moment that time seems to stand still for me and a chill crawl up my spine, a heaviness settling in my chest. The room around me becoming a mere backdrop to the overwhelming grief that consume my entire being. The world continue its chaotic dance, yet I feel completely detached from it all and with a shaking hand, I gently press my fingers against Clarisse's motionless wrist. No pulse. No warmth. Only a
The room fall into an eerie silence as Isabelle stand dead quiet, her eyes widened in shock. In her trembling hands, she is holding a gun, aimed directly at me. The weight of the moment drooping heavily in the air, as if time has frozen, and the mere act of breathing seems impossible. Mia's heart pounds loudly in her chest synchronize with mine as the fear for both me and herself course through my veins. In a split second, my instincts kick in and I knew I needed to protect Mia, no matter the cost. With a swift motion, I push her behind me, shielding her from the danger that loom before us. Mia fight against my protective grip, desperate to stand in front of me, to get between her mother and the man she loves."Mama, please, don't do this!" Mia's voice quivere with a mix of fear and desperation. She reach out, tears streaming down her face, longing to connect with her mother's humanity. But I stand firm, my eyes crammed with a combination of judgement and despair. I cannot let Mia ste
Achille's entrance is abrupt, catching me off guard as I release Maya from her pain. My eyes meet Achille's, and in this brief moment, we share an unspoken understanding. Achille approach me, his steps echoing in the room as his gaze never leave Maya's lifeless body lying on the bed. Without a word, Achille places a supportive hand on my shoulder, offering me both physical and emotional strength. We stand side by side, when I break the silence. "She looks so much like Mia, doesn't she?" My voice is filled with a blend of sorrow and recollection, reminding me of the parallel journey we had all been on and he nods, agreeingly, my eyes briefly dart towards him, before returning to the bed where Maya lies."Yes, Ben, she does. Seeing her like this stirs unwanted feelings of Mia, and how she suffered. But Mia is safe now, with Tomasso," he whisper, desperately clinging to the image of hope. Our shared connection deepen as Achille squeezes my shoulder, silently conveying my support and unde
Me, Achille, and Tomasso stand in the concealment of the nearby woods, our breaths masked by the rhythmic rustle of leaves. The time has come to execute our plan to infiltrate the estate where Mia is being held captive. We anxiously watch as my security team move stealthily towards the imposing gates. With the team's well-honed expertise, they approach the perimeter of the estate. Their mission is to disable the security cameras, rendering the enemy blind and creating a clear path for me and my allies to enter undetected. It is a critical moment, one that requires precision and agility.As we approach, the security team divide into smaller groups, each assigned to different sections of the estate's electronic surveillance system. They move swiftly, their movements synchronized like a well-rehearsed dance. Carefully avoiding any motion sensors, they expertly disable the cameras one by one, their actions seamless and silent, while me, Achille, and Tomasso remain still, our hearts poundi
I storm out of Dr. Reynolds' office, my face twisted with anger as I yank open the car door and slam myself inside. Achille, sitting behind the wheel, I imagine, notices my intense demeanorand bracing himself for what's to come. Tomasso, sitting in the backseat, is all too eager to join in the action. "Achille, get everyone ready. We're going on a saving mission. We're bringing Mia home, no matter what it takes." I order my voice mirroring my anger and Achille accustomed to my strong-willed nature, nods with unwavering determination."Understood, Brother. I'll assemble the team right away. We're with you, every step of the way." He nod as he starts to scroll across the screen sending our a broadcast message.Tomasso, unable to contain his excitement, chimes in with a hint of humor and an enormous grin on his face. "Finally, a real adventure! I've been waiting for this moment, Ben. Ready to rescue damsels in distress!"Achille chuckles, realizing the gravity of the situation yet apprec
Achille appears to be very frustrated and determined as he takes a step closer to me as I take in a deep breath in an attempt to get my breathing under control. "Ben, listen. I phoned Manfredio. I had to try to reach Mia, to know if she's safe. But he denied my attempts, he wouldn't let me see her." "Are you out of your fucking mind, Achille? What were you thinking? You've put Mia in danger by contacting Manfredio! How could you do something so reckless?" Anger burst through me and my voice rise as a result. "I know, Ben! I know I took a risk by reaching out to Manfredio. But I had to try! We've exhausted all our options, and I couldn't just sit back and do nothing while Mia is missing." Achilles tries to defend himself taking in a deep breath as he acknowledges my anger."Did he say anything? Is Mia okay?" I question him hopefully. "No, Ben. He didn't say a word about Mia's well-being. But I'm telling you this now so that you know Manfredio might be expecting you. When you do deci
I stand in the crowded and vibrant nightclub's kitchen, music booming in the background when I take out my phone and dials Achille's number. "Ciao, brother. What's up? Why are you calling me when you know it is time for my novela and what is that noise in the background?" His voice ring into the phone laced with some humor. "Brother, you won't believe it, man. I'm at the club, and something incredible has happened. I need your help, and I have some new information to share with you regarding Mia.""Woah, slow down, Ben." He interject. "Take a deep breath and start from the beginning. What happened and are you okay? You sound... Different." Even over the phone Achille notices that I am not one hundred percent completely myself."I can't explain it, Achille. I'm not feeling like myself tonight. It's... It's something I cannot explain." I lie, and poorly at it too."You don't say?" I can hear the judgment in his voice, maybe mixed with some concern. "That's...unexpected. Are you sure ev