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 After Bianca and Bella left for the hospital, Alexander and I got busy playing snooker. It was funny how two grown up CEOs decided to just stay at home and wait for their wives to return. Midway through our games, a notification popped on my phone and I looked at it to see that it was from Massimo. I quickly opened it, and it read; 'Good morning Don. This may be a false news, but I think we are being trailed.' "Fuck!" I gritted out Immediately I read the message. Not again. This had been my fear all along! They weren't even out for long, yet this was happening. "What's the matter?" Alexander quickly asked, making me release a frustrated sigh. "It's Massimo." I informed, dropping the snooker stick I had been holding in annoyance. "He thinks they are being trailed." Just then, I sent him a message, asking him to share his location. "What?!" Alexander yelled in shock, dropping his stick as well. Before I could blink, he had pulled out his phone and placed a c
MANUEL'S POV "Manuel, I'm carrying your child." She said. I blinked for a couple of seconds, unsure of how I was actually feeling at that moment. The fact that she had neither stuttered, nor blinked her eyes in fear, was more than enough to let me know all was not well. "That has got to be a sick joke!" I yelled, not able to help the negative way I felt about her words. How was that even possible??! 'How isn't it possible'? Oh God! This was definitely not the right time for my subconscious to act smart. "You sure know that I wouldn't come all the way, just to tell a lie and leave." She shrugged, that annoying smile spreading over her face once more. Right then, all I could think of was Bianca, and my hand reflexly tightened around hers. Oh God. What the hell had I gotten myself into? When Bianca squeezed my hand in support seconds later, I feared my knees would give out in relief. Thank goodness! She definitely didn't believe this crap that Francesca was speaking. "Why do y
BIANCA'S POV "Oh my fucking God!" He released a loud sigh as his head fell back to the bed. His chest heaved high and low as he tried to regulate his breathing. 'That was one interesting session', my subconscious said, and I couldn't help but agree. I felt so satisfied from the joy of pleasuring him to his own satisfaction. I stood from my kneeling position with a little sting of pain in my knee cap, but it wasn't something too serious. Hopping onto the bed to join his presumed tired figure, I was suprised when he reached out and pulled me to himself. "Babe." He muttered, sniffing my neck and dropping wet kisses along the slender curve of it. Oh God. "Manuel... we can't, remember?" I muttered. "Who said we have to?" He giggled like a boy, making me smile. What was he up to.... or rather, down to, now? He kept going lower and that was when I realized what he wanted to do, regardless of the fact that it had been my move just moments ago. "Manuel, no." I whispered with gr