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 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
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
4th July, 2021.BIANCA'S POVWith my hand on my still flat tummy, I thought for long how the past months had turned out for me. Nerve wrecking. I told myself I was doing the best by disappearing. Yes, disappearing! That was literally what I had done. I just disappeared like a puff of smoke. I hated the fact that I had to leave my boss and my job, which I loved so much. But then, at this point, there wasn't a better option left for me. If I didn't leave, then it would just be a big mess. How was I supposed to tell a man that was stuck on an impromptu vacation with me, due to simple mistake his men had made, by kidnapping me instead of his potential bride..... How was I supposed to tell that man that our few tumbles in bed had resulted to this? I was pregnant for him and was so scared to let even my own parents know. God! My father was gonna skin me alive if he got to know about this. That was why I had to take the drastic actions I took once I found myself in that deep hole of shit. I
April 2019BIANCA'S POVI zipped up the back of my dress and took a three sixty turn in front of the mirror. I smiled satisfactorily at my reflection on the mirror. It was Amara's day, but very funny how I was more concerned about my appearance. "You already look perfect, Bianca!" Mom shook her head in disbelief, as she walked into our room. "Get busy with assisting your sister." She ordered, and I nodded. Amara chuckled from the other side of the room and I gave a sheepish smile. She waited for mom to be out, before teasing me."I thought it was just my convocation. Do you have a date?""Really? Amara really?""What?!" She threw her hands up in the air, and I gave her an 'are you serious?' look. "Who knows? you may have invited Kylie...""Kyle!" I corrected. "His name is Kyle. And no, I didn't invite him. He wouldn't even come if I did." I muttered the last part, feeling quite shitty."Oh, don't say that now." She shook her head in disapproval and fully turned her attention towards
3 YEARS LATERMANUEL'S POV"Really? Can you not handle anything properly?" I yelled in annoyance. It was becoming so annoying."My apologies boss. W.. we..we... we didn't know her father was in the same building a..as well." Miliano stuttered, further pissing me off."Bastardo!" I kicked the foot of my desk angrily. "Vaffanculo." I muttered. "Was any member of the Ferrari family hurt?" "None, Don." Massimo replied, and it made me wonder for a moment how the operation could have gone wrong with him present. I looked at the rest of my men and made a hand gesture for them to leave."Massimo, you stay back." I ordered, making him halt his steps. After the other 8 of them had completely walked out, I focused on him. "Massimooo.." I drawled as I walked back to my seat. "You were present in this mission, so how exactly did it go wrong? Do you care to explain?""Apologies Don. I think I have an idea as to what occured.""Have a seat." I waved over the seats opposite me, and he sat on one of
BIANCA'S POV I smiled at the screen of my laptop as I read the mail over and over again. For 3 years, I worked so hard in college, just so I could graduate with a good degree and be able to bag a job at Alexander Russo's company. Yes, it was for the sake of being in a closer range with Manuel Russo. And yes!!! I was still a hopeless fangirl. I still crushed on the man I had only seen once. The same man whom had been standing on the podium on the day of my big sister's convocation ceremony. In my opinion, Manuel wasn't a kind of guy one forgot so easily. I knew there were probably a lot of girls fangirling him like myself, but what made me different from them was the fact that I was more than ready to make something possible. I know I sound like an obsessive stalker, but trust me, my likeness for him is healthy. My efforts in trying to bag a job with his cousin may have been quite extreme, but it comes from a good place. Also, let's be real. If things do not turn out as I wish, I have
BIANCA'S POVWe all ascended the stairs. I didn't know if it was just me, or if every other person was feeling as giddy as I was feeling. We followed the dark man through a long hallway until we came before a door. He opened it and ushered us in. In a single file, approximately 12 of us walked in through the doors and appeared inside a fairly large hall. There were paired desk and seats, neatly arranged in the hall. "Please, get sitted and make yourselves comfortable." He informed, before making his way out. It was in that moment I realized not everyone felt giddy like me. Some of them felt tensed. I watched in suprise as a petite looking lady who was dressed in a black gown that definitely looked bigger than her, and a black rimmed glass that covered half of her face, randomly hit more than a few desks in the process of finding the perfect seat to occupy. She finally hit another desk and her pen fell from her hand. As she bent to pick up the pen, she muttered a few curse words and s