"Levi!"A voice interrupted their eyes war before something could seriously happen between them. Lorenzo stopped speaking when he sensed the tension looming between them. He turned his head towards Elena, who gave him a helpless stare. For some reason she felt like he was the one whom she could actually talk to without constant fear.Lorenzo somehow made her feel comfortable around him. He was like a friend to her, that's what she thought. Her eyes seek help from him because she thinks he's the only one who could help her out of this situation, maybe not from Vincenzo later but at least for now."Woah!"He exclaimed, with his playful nature."I was looking for both of you but didn't expect this reunion all together."He noticed Vincenzo's tight grip on Elena and sighed."Guys! What's with this serious tension looming in the air, huh?"Vincenzo checked his watch instead of answering."Don't forget that now you guys are business partners, so keep your personal beef aside and get inside
"It is for the best."As she was about to convince him, but his phone rang, catching his attention. He left the place to take the call and return again."It's Vincenzo! The party is over, and he is on his way. Let's get you inside the car.!"He declared making the color on her face drain.My body started trembling just by hearing his name alone. What will he do to her when they get home? She couldn't stop thinking about it. Elena’s heart raced, each beat louder than the last, as she sat motionless.Her fingers clenched the fabric of her dress so tightly that her knuckles ached, and yet, she couldn’t release the grip. She was frozen, not by the cold air creeping through the cracked window, but by the terror that wrapped itself around her chest like a vice. His sudden calm demeanor to cover up his anger was too scary, something she recognized too well."Lorenzo!"She whispered, her voice barely audible."I—"She couldn’t finish. There were no words that could bridge the chasm of her fea
"He was my school bully."She said carefully not to trigger his beast. It wasn't a proper lie, but it wasn't the whole truth either."Bully or not, I don't want you near him again, understand?"He demanded with his dark gaze, making her shiver as she instantly nodded her head."Words, doll!"He asid, laziliy. A buzzer installed in the car indicated that they had arrived home. A new mansion gifted by his father. He signaled her to get up, and she quickly complied. Getting outside the car with his help, her jaw dropped open, witnessing the view in front of her.The mansion stood like a sleek predator in the shadows, its lines sharp and unforgiving, as though designed by an architect who had never heard of softness. Black glass and smooth, polished concrete made up its angular facade, reflecting the moonlight in fractured gleams. It was modern, but its luxury was dark—brutal in its precision, yet undeniably elegant in its restraint. Every detail had been chosen not to impress, but to com
Elena's POV'The next morning, I was alone in bed, a little disappointed. I don't why I felt that, but I just did when I found his side of bed empty. This was the first time I slept peacefully in so many years without having any nightmares, thankfully. I groaned lazily, forcing myself to get off bed when the golden ray of sunshine tickled my face.This is one of the worst things when you don't want to leave bed, yet you force yourself. I glanced at the watch and it said eight o'clock. Yawning one more time, I stretched my arms before finally getting out of bed. Mission successful!I suddenly blushed thinking about last night, where he could have demanded sex from me but chose not to when I already lost in that bet and lost the right to my own body, yet he didn't.I smiled slightly, then mentally slapped myself."Elena!... Ashh don't fantasize a crimininal. You're a grown-ass doctor!"I went to the bathroom and took a quick shower, but my mind wandered back at him."Where is he?"I sig
Vincenzo's POV'I stared at the details on the file in front of me. My gaze moved towards Lorenzo, who was busy playing with the magic cube in his hand with his focused face."Did you find any traces of those fuckers who tried to ruin my wedding day?"I asked, catching off his attention. That's what I like about him. He was like a little brother to me and his behavior proves it. He should have been my frostier brother instead of that fucker Levi."There are no traces to be found, Vin."My jaw clenched in anger because there was no one who could be saved from my eyes. I have solved dozens of impossible cases where only little evidence was present. Still, I have reached the culprits, but this is the only culprit whom I have been searching for years. My mother's killer. Who's still taking those forbidden breaths? This Fucker has lived more than enough. I need to send him to hell as soon as possible.Lorenzo's face turned alarmed before asking the theory which I was thinking right now."D
Elena's POV'I sulk standing in the kitchen for hours as the cooks won't let me cook anything, saying their capo will fire them if they let me work even after my constant tries to convince them. Not even Maria helped me, but she took their side. She's a tough nut to crack, but soon I'll melt her by being her friend.My eyes sparkled up when I saw them almost done with cooking as they did their last touch. I was more than happy that they approved me to make dessert after my millions of trials to convince them. It was more difficult than I thought, but yet I succeeded into convincing them and that is all that matters. And just like their capo, they had set one condition for me. Guess what it was that I had to complete the baking before their capo returned. I wore a floral dress with beautiful straps for tonight's family dinner.They all moved out of the kitchen one by one, and I excitedly rushed towards the kitchen island to bake for dessert. My face turned into a thinking one."Ummm...
Vincenzo's POV'sI took a breath of relief as my crazy family finally left. My fingers played with the little ball on my desk, my sleeves rolled up as I sat on my study chair deeply lost in my thoughts. Pissed by my wife's little play of challenging me back, annoyed by my sister's behavior to annoy me and last but not the least, angry that I still found the culprit of my mother's killer, but soon I will because I have waited years to do so.My aim for becoming the next mafia king was only to reach the culprit who killed my mother. I studied the file on my desk one by one as not only, I had to focus on that culprit, but I had business to run to. That's when I received a call from Lorenzo.Picking the phone up to my ear, I asked."Did you get the autopsy reports?""Fortunately No!"I clenched my jaw as my anger started to rise."But don't worry! We have got that hospital's name so it won't take too long to find out, do we?"I knew which methods he was referring to, and I was proud to ha
Elena's POV'Once again, I was alone at the breakfast table with no one by my side and once again alone on the bed when I woke up and found the space beside, empty not that I'm disappointed. Suddenly, the breakfast felt suffocating. Even though I tried hard, Maria still refused her oath to sit with me for breakfast. As I was sitting with a sulking face, the doorbell rang, catching off my attention. Is it Vincenzo? The thought alone makes me nervous.An instant smile appeared on my lips when I saw that bright joyful girl just right on time. I got up from my seat when I saw her approaching towards me, and before I could ask her anything she pulled me into a bone-crashing hug. Girl, take it slow!"Oh my god I can't believe that I got to see you again!"She exclaimed excitedly before pulling away. I looked at her with a happy face and noticed her dress style. The dress she wore—ivory, almost ethereal in its simplicity—clung to her figure with the grace of water flowing over stone. Its gen
Author's POV'"If you want, I can take you away from this pain where you won't be sad anymore."A firm, yet familiar voice interrupted Elena from behind, making her turn around to look at the person. Her eyes widened slightly after watching him lean against the garden wall while staring at her with a hooded gaze."Levi..... What are you doing here?"Elena asked calmly, covering her shock."Just watching my loved ones in pain."He stated just like that while holding eye contact with her. Elena's eyes widened before looking away. She doesn't know if his words are as genuine as him. Damn, she suspects his every word. She's not the high school who would feel flattered by her crush saying stuff like this.If anything, then she respects her boundaries."That's not the answer to----""I know, but this is Stefano's birthday party, so isn't it obvious that I would be here?"Of course, he would be present as a member of the mafia. Elena thought. Levi's presence was as important as Vincenzo's in
My eyes fell on the girl who looked innocent and young. She looks like she is in her late teens. She kept looking around and then at the cell phone in her hand. I could feel the eyes on me. Which were none other than his guards.Unconciously I approched her. She's beautiful and has a soft beauty which suits her perfectly. Her hair, long and soft as river silk, fell to the middle of her back in gentle waves, catching the light like dusk on water.It framed her face in the most effortless way, as if even the wind had learned to be gentle around her. Her features were delicate—cheekbones like petals, a nose barely a breath, and lips the shade of early blush roses. She looks perfect in all angles.There was something in her eyes, too—not just the color, which was some impossible hue between honey and storm—but the way they held stories, even when she wasn’t speaking. You’d look at her and feel that she had seen the world with a kind of softness that refused to harden, no matter what it ha
Elena's POV'The gown I wore this evening did not shimmer, nor did it boast the ostentation of embroidery or gemstones. It needed no such embellishments. It was elegance distilled—a quiet kind of power. The fabric, a deep, velvety midnight blue, clung to my form with the grace of twilight, wrapping around me, smooth and assured.The neckline swept just below my collarbone, revealing the delicate strength of my shoulders, while the sleeves, long and tapered, ended in a gentle point at the wrists—as though time itself had traced my outline with reverence. The bodice was cut to accentuate without demanding attention, sculpted in a way that whispered confidence rather than cried for it.The skirt flowed—neither too voluminous nor too tight—falling in fluid lines to the floor, where it gathered slightly like a sigh at my heels. With every step, the fabric moved with me, as if it too was under my spell. No ornamentation distracted from the pure, solid hue of the gown. Its beauty was in its
Author's POV'Before Elena could make a move by turning around, he grabbed her wrist, making her bump hard against his muscular chest, which was draped with a black leather jacket and black t-shirt beneath it, not to mention his black jeans. He was dressed casually today aside from his usual signatory formal attire."Still trying to run away from me, amore?"Her breath hitched at his deep voice and close proximity. Even if she had lived in Italy before. She still didn't understand it fully, but she was trying her best.She still didn't know what he called her in Italian, but she was sure to find it out. Her wrist was pinned behind her back by him and a shiver ran down her spine. It always does. Whenever she's with him. She can't help to shiver in his company."Even after what happened last night?"His intense voice snapped her out of the haze and a crimson red appeared on her already rosy cheeks. Since this morning, she had been trying her best not to recall their last night's encount
A yawn left my mouth, but I refused to sleep as I kept staring at his peaceful sleeping face. A conclusion popped up in my mind. So he does sleeps with me. The only difference was he left bed before I woke up.Which is somehow disappointing even if I deny it all the time, but guess what? I can't run from reality, can I? I have already witnessed what happened when I actually tried to run.I didn't sleep since he left me breathless and gave me the best orgasm ever. I never knew that it could bring me this beautiful pleasure. My cheeks flame with shyness. What am I even thinking? But I can't help but think about it because I don't even remember my past or someone who has touched me this way?Is there anyone who has touched me this way? If I force my mind to think about my past where I have lost my memory, then it will only hurt my mind. Which I can't afford. My psychiatrist advised me to never force my brain to remember the things I desperately wanted.But the loss of my memory is making
I can see his eyes darkened at my words, so I try to make him understand or whoosh out any other misunderstanding that crosses his mind."But not anymore. It was just a mere attraction, I swear. I don't feel anything about him, Vincenzo.""Like I would let you feel anything about that fucker."I gulped at his serious tone while he still smelled like alcohol, but it did not look like he was actually drunk or anything. Maybe he has good alcohol tolerance."You won't think about any other man but me, is that clear?"I nodded my head frantically at his dark dominance."Use that pretty mouth of yours just like you did the other day."I felt my cheeks burning up at his statement. I don't even have to guess which day he was referring about. The day when I went down on him for the first time."Yes!"He looks at me still unsatisfied."Say yes daddy."My eyes widened, and my lips parted slightly in shock."W-What?"I asked, still processing his words."You heard me."I stared stunned at the det
Elena's POV'I was sitting by the pool side while my feets were under the cool water. I was feeling relaxed and calmer. It feels like today's day was less tough than yesterday. I almost laughed at the choice of my words. Do I really think that my life will be normal as it used to be, even if not perfect, but I was still on my own?Making food, buying groceries, clothes, taking care of my mother. I was independent, doing my dream job until the devil thought to come and destroy everything he could. Now my days are filled with no work but a spoiled princess in a castle. I could only nag about it.I miss Eva so badly. The last time I talked with her was the day she helped me escape Vincenzo. I was dying to ask her if she was okay? Because the risk she took for me by helping me meant her relationship with her husband. I even miss Arianna and now that I can't talk to them. I'm feeling a bit lonely.I can't even contact Kai given to Vincenzo's anger, because he thinks I'm seeing Kai behind hi
Author's POV'Elena stepped onto the balcony since everyone was busy, which left her bored. Her cheeks turned red, recalling their kitchen encounter. She had never seen him being this soft, so it was new for her.She took a deep breath when cold breezes from spring hit her delicate skin, making her smile a little. Her long blonde hair flew with the flow of a windy breeze. Nature has the power to heal us even without trying. All you have to do is embrace it and your mind will be fresh."I should tour around this mansion instead of walking like a workless shit."Her hair started to cover her face, making her groan."I feel like an actress in the shampoo advertisement, but the only difference is that I look like a witch with hair covering my face."She tried to remove her hair strands."Why the hell does reality always go against expectations?"She said while fighting with her hair. While she was still busy fighting with her hair, her eyes fell on a familiar figure in the garden while ta
Vincenzo's POV'A sudden gasp left my wife's lips when I wrapped my arms around her from behind. It took a few seconds for her to adapt to my touch and her body stiffened as soon as she recognized my touch.A proud smirk appeared on my lips. She knows my touch well enough to ignore the changes in her body. That's the thing I love about her. There are many things I love about her and the thing which I love most about her is her defiance.The fire in her eyes which seems to be gone not completely, but she is still being careful enough to not show her defiance in front of me. She is still careful while choosing her battles in front of me.She still hasn't moved not even an inch, which made me smirk. I tightened my grip around her and, leaning down, I buried my face in the crook of her neck, which made her shiver. -I like it."What do you think you are doing, mi amore?"I whispered against her neck and felt her release a sigh. Maybe this was turning her on. I love to pull these reactions