MANUEL'S POV We both locked eyes for a couple of seconds, before he pulled his eyes away and made his way towards me. "Oh no! Tesoro!" His wife called out to him, but he seemed to have exceeded his limit on patience. He closed the space between us with a huge blow to my face. The only thing that resounded in my ears was a question Bianca had asked me on the island five months ago. 'Have you met my papa?' I have met him now, and he is tougher than I expected. "Owww!!!" I yelled out in pain, very much shocked that the man had indeed lifted his hands on me. What the fuck! The entire left side of my face was burning hot. "That is for breaking my daughter's heart!" He yelled out, before landing yet another punch on the other side of my face. Goodness gracious. "And that is for making her disappear for a second time." "Christ! Tesoro!" Bianca's mom ran towards him and pulled his larger arms. "Stop it already! You're hurting the poor boy." She sighed. Me? A boy?! I was a full g
BIANCA'S POV "Hello my darling." I heard Nonno's voice behind me, making me tear my eyes away from the beautiful scenery. This garden had been my place of solitude for days now. I came here everyday, praying to God that this pain and burden in the form of anger, got lifted from my heart. I felt so miserable and hurt. It had already been 6 days since I left home, and had still not gotten over the pain of his betrayal. I knew he didn't love me, but didn't we agree to remain faithful in our marriage? Or did he say all of that to me, just so I would open my legs to him? "Good afternoon Nonno." I forced a smile on my face as I turned to look at him. The moment he looked at me, his face fell. "Bianca, when you're hurting, I'm hurting as well." "I really want to get it off my chest, but it's just not working." I sighed. "I don't expect you to so easily forget the fact that your husband cheated on you, my dear. But then, you have not spoken to anyone in days. Your friend and par
BIANCA'S POV I was still asleep, but the sweet feeling I kept getting down there slowly pulled me out of my slumber. God, why was it feeling sooo good when I wasn't doing anything? Was I horny in my drean or what? I was already awake, right? My hand immediately reached down there, but instead of touching my pussy, I was touching hairs, then... a head? I needed no one to tell me what was going on at the moment. My eyes fluttered open, and I looked down to see Manuel literally eating my pussy. "Oh God!" I released a moan as his tongue continued to flicker against my clit. His lips were actually french kissing my vulva, and that action made me want to faint from excess pleasure. How was it possible that it could feel this good? Was this how good he felt when I sucked him the other time? He looked up at me, our eyes locking, while his tongue continued to give me sweet pleasure. I couldn't even hold his eyes long enough, before placing my head back on the pillow and closing my eye
MANUEL'S POV "What?" She whispered in disbelief. "Yeah. That was the reason I had always hated him. Anthonio had let his jealousy make him do something as wrong as that." "That's truly sad." "It was. Not just for me, but for the entire family. It took days for Nonno to get resuscitated. When he finally came around, I hadn't been around the hospital premises. So you can imagine my shock, when I returned to find everyone looking brighter, and telling me that Nonno requested to see me." I sighed. This was the part of my story that I always dreaded. Whenever I thought about it, I felt cold shivers all over my body. "My father patted me on the shoulder and encouraged me to go in. He muttered into my ear to remain quiet and not breakdown, no matter what Nonno said to me. When I got into the room, the first thing that happened shocked me to no end." "What happened?" She was very curious to know what. "He threw a glass vase at me." I muttered, blinking my eyes a couple of time
MANUEL'S POV "What a delight!" Nonno chuckled the moment he sighted us coming towards the garden. Instantly, I developed cold feets, but Bianca was quick to hold my hand. "It's fine." She smiled at me and I nodded like a robot. It was indeed fine. This was what I was supposed to do. I definitely couldn't leave Sicily without patching things up with my grandfather. "Good afternoon Nonno." Bianca waved before detangling our hands nad making her way towards where he sat. The moment she got to him, she bent down for a hug. "Hello my sweet." He grinned, then looked up at me. "For a moment, I was wondering if all my favourite people were gonna do was...." He trailed off, realizing he just referred to me as a part of his favourite people. That was clearly a slip. He glanced at me quickly, before his eyes fell on Bianca again. "So when are you both leaving?" He asked. Instead of Bianca to answer his question, she pulled away from his embrace and walked up to me. "When are we leavi
BIANCA'S POV The moment we got to Milan, I instantly missed being at Nonno's mansion in Sicily. "I miss there too." Manuel muttered beside me, and I released a lazy smile in agreement. It was the way he had the ability to always read my mind, that got to me the most. "Do you have an idea when Nonno is returning to Milan?" "You think he would tell me when he didn't let you know?" He chuckled in disbelief. "He said nothing to me." "Really? That means the gold empire project would be put on a hold until he returns." "I doubt." He shrugged. "Nonno doesn't neccessary have to be present for activities to continue. Moreover, this is the part of the project where he isn't really needed much. It's the human resource manager that has to work more now." "Hmmm." I nodded, but couldn't help the unsettling feeling in my stomach. "Are you sure it was best we left him all on his own?" "Biancaaa..." Manuel chuckled, shaking his head in amusement. "You have really grown so used to ta
THIRD PERSON'S POV He frowned at himself for being so excited about going to his cousin's place. "I'm not excited." He muttered to himself. "I just want to go see my favourite cousin whom I haven't seen in weeks." 'Whatever makes you sleep well at night', his subconscious mocked, making him scoff. He went ahead to fix up his collar, then buttoned the sleeves of his shirt. 'So much effort to button a shirt that would come flying off tonight?', his subconscious grinned mischievously. "Just shut the fuck up!" Alexander yelled in annoyance at his inner voice. He hated the fact that even if he tried to maintain his ground about not going to see Bella at Manuel's place, his subconscious knew the truth. Okay, he would eventually stop lying to himself and accept the fact that he did miss his wife. Maybe just a little. But what was the point of loving unrequitedly? He didn't want to be so pathetic. Even if she had kept repeating the fact that she had fallen in love with him after all
THIRD PERSON'S POV He woke up and gave a lazy smile the moment he saw her. She looked so beautiful laying beside him. In that moment, he realized there was probably nothing he couldn't do for the woman. She just completed him. He hadn't woken up, feeling so refreshed in weeks. Not wanting to wake her up, he carefully stood from the bed and made his way into the bathroom. Due to the fact that he had spent the night at his cousin's, he was left with no other choice but to use his wife's skincare products. He particular loved her shampoo, so it wasn't much of a bother. Immediately he was done having his bath, he dabbed his body dry and stepped out of the bathroom. Bella was still very much asleep, so he put on his clothes and checked his phone to know what the time said. It was already 9am! Had they slept in that long? Without thinking further, he made his way out of the room and headed towards the living room. "Good morning Aunt Mia." He greeted his aunt, who was curled up on t
MANUEL'S POV I watched as she played in the soft sand, turning around so fast that I feared she was gonna get dizzy. Her hair shone so beautifully under the sun, making me want to run my hand through it. Oh, my wife was beautiful. I noticed she gently sat on the sand, but I couldn't really see her face. She was probably exhausted from all the fun. "Baby!!" She called out to me, signaling me with her hand, to come over to where she sat. I stood up from the soft sand where I had been lying on, and lazily walked up to her. My shirt was completely unbuttoned and my abs were pretty much on full display for her to see. I hoped she was going to see it though. The whole day, I had been trying to get her to notice me, but it didn't seem like she was. Instead she had been busy with the rest of my family, talking about God knows what. Now that she had come to this secluded part of the beach, I was hoping she'd noticed me and we could run into one of these beach houses for a quickie, but
MANUEL'S POV We came back from the hospital, and I found it difficult to smile. That witch doctor; Luigi, just ruined our plans. What did he mean by 'she is not in the right state to travel long distance'? "Baby stop frowning. I'm also not happy that our plans were spoilt." Bianca pouted. "So, we wouldn't be able to..." "Is that trip more important than my health?" She cut me off, and I shook my head in negation. "Exactly." She sighed. "We have to be more careful for the sake of our baby. After this baby is born, we would have many more weeks to elope together and spend some quality time alone. For now, we have to remain home with the rest of the family, taking care of this little angel." She pouted, rubbing her belly lazily. I released a sigh and nodded in agreement. She was right after all. Our baby came first. After I got discharged from the hospital, we decided to wait two more weeks for the shock of uncle Dante's death to get lighter, before we travel to Moscow. When
BIANCA'S POV We were all silent for the next couple of seconds, everyone looking at each other. What the fuck did we just hear? We heard it all, and I couldn't for the life of me, understand how one person could be so evil. This was outright wickedness! I looked at Francesca and her face was as blank as sheet. I wasn't suprised. The poor lady had been suffering in silence all these while. Meanwhile, the same man she called 'father', was responsible for her mother's death. How could a human being even have the heart to do such? To perpetrate such evil? "There is no time to waste!" Alexander suddenly called our attention. "The men I sent, would have probably gotten to the warehouse already. But as we can all see, there are more people we have to save. Please, we need to get to uncle Dante and his family right now." "Call him already." I rushed out, sweat breaking out on my forehead. "On it!" We all looked up to see Matteo and Tommaso by the doorstep. Tell me they had been he
MANUEL'S POV I blinked furiously as I came back to consciousness. I looked around the dark room and frowned. Where was I? The next minute, I tried to get up and walk, but nothing. Rather, no movement. Why the hell couldn't I move my body?! I wanted to talk, but realized I couldn't. Nothing was shutting my lips, I could feel it. So why then, couldn't I talk? Slowly, the events of earlier flooded my mind, and I found my anger intensifying. What the fuck was this about? Who had taken me, and what did they want? I continued trying to struggle in the dark room, but to no avail. I literally couldn't even move my muscles, I felt like a vegetable. Fuck! I was in deep shit, because that was when I realized what was going on with my body. I may have been shot a high dose of sedative, now I couldn't feel my body. The moment I realized what situation I found myself, I quit struggling and waited for whomever had taken me, to show up. I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep, waiting for th
BIANCA'S POV "Massimo." I muttered in disbelief. How??? How was all he just told me possible? I thought he... I never knew that the lady he talked about was Francesca. Oh, my world! I felt soooo sorry for him. How could a human being be so unfeeling and selfish? How could she think to keep Massimo's baby away from him and try to pin it on my own man?! I was literally going crazy here. "I know! I messed up and I'm sorry. But I couldn't keep it inside anymore. The guilt was eating me up, and after the attack on my life yesterday, I..." "Massimo, you are not guilty of anything!" I yelled out, hoping I would be able to put that deep into his senses. "You are not guilty!" I repeated. "You fell in love with a woman who doesn't value love or bond. For all we care, Manuel was no longer with her when you finally acted on your feelings for her, and that was only because she seduced you. And what is this attack you just spoke of? Massimo, is all well?" "How can all be well?" He looke
FRANCESCA'S POV 5 YEARS AGO "I miss you mom." I sighed deeply, my hands on the gravestone that had her name boldly encrusted on it. "I miss you so much, even if it's been so many years already. I feel so alone all the time, hoping someone would finally fill that space." I sighed hopefully. Maybe one day, I would finally have such a person in my life. That person who would never be okay seeing me shed a tear. That person who would always be there for me, no matter what. That person who would love me unconditionally. Seeing that I was already thinking far off, I sighed and gave an apology. "I'm sorry mom." I smiled. "I know that today is just supposed to be for us to spend quality time together. Here." I dropped the chrysanthemums on her gravestone. "I brought your favourite flowers, freshly picked by the florist just this morning. It's afternoon already, so it is not soooo fresh anymore." I chuckled at my own words. This felt lonely, but satisfying at the same time. I sighed and
MASSIMO'S POV I woke up so late in the morning, feeling extremely tired. There wasn't a doubt that the recent happenings had really drained a lot of strength from me. I hadn't even had the time to see Francesca lately. We last saw each other about a week ago, when she said she was going to be at her father's place for the next week. That simply meant seeing her was going to be much difficult. I groaned in frustration, realizing she was the first person I thought about after waking up. And it drove me crazy because, I couldn't even tell what we were doing! Our relationship wasn't defined and I didn't want to complain about the fact that she was showing me any form of commitment, because I was scared I would lose her completely. If being in this undefined relationship was what worked best for her, I'd try to work with it. But for how long? I didn't know how long I was gonna be able to keep hiding what we shared. I knew we both shared something, we were beginning connect with each o
THIRD PERSON'S POV He spotted her the moment she stepped out of the gigantic gates of the Ferrari mansion, walking towards his car in that skimpy skirt that didn't go lower than her mid thighs. The designers crop top she had been putting on, did little to hide the slender curves of her waist. He hated that other men had to see her this way as well, but could do nothing about it. He wasn't her fiancee, neither did he have any right to question her dress sense. He had been pretty much swallowed by his thoughts that he failed to realize when she had gotten to the car. Her tap on the window glass had pulled him back to the present. He quickly unlocked the car doors, making it possible for her to pull open the front passenger's seat and hop in. "Good afternoon Miss Francesca." He greeted. "Hello Massimo." She gave him a small smile that made his heart do a silly flip. He quickly pulled his eyes away from her and focused back on the road as he drove off. The Don had asked him to br
MANUEL'S POV "Don't goooo!!" She whined, making me smile. "I miss you alreadyyyy." My wife could be a big baby sometimes. "I would be back before you know it." I smiled. "Come here and give me a kiss." I walked closer to the bed and bent down for a kiss. She pouted in mock annoyance, before finally giving in and kissing me. While she kissed me, her hands snaked around my neck, holding me very close to her. We broke off the kiss and she still refused to let go. "Babe?" I muttered. "I need to leave now, don't want to keep my men waiting." "I'm sorry." She pulled away, looking a bit distraught. "I don't even know what is wrong with me. Crazy hormones." She sighed. "But I do not like the way you look. If you insist I should remain home, then I would." "No no no!" She rushed out. "Not at all. You don't need to do that. All you just have to do is go and come back to me in one piece. I'm just naturally worried because nowhere seems safe for us anymore, and my senses feel more he