The sun had settled down in the west; the sky sheathed in an obsidian blanket with no visible stars to stare at.
Lily's heart fluttered as her car neared the Russo mansion gates.Finally, home.The driver, Sebastian, hurried and picked up her luggage, and carried it inside. She stepped out of the car and two familiar faces showed up, with big smiles and open arms.Rosalina, her cousin, and best friend engulfed her in a bear hug. "Welcome home after what seemed like a fucking eternity," Rosalina said."Language, young lady!" Lily scolded playfully, but of course, no one couldn't fix Rosalina's spitfire of a mouth.Rosalina laughed and kissed Lily's rosy cheek and stepped away to let their beloved nonna warm up to her favorite granddaughter."I missed you so much, nonna." Lilliana gave her a long hug. Lilliana had stayed a week in an apartment near the Salvadori residence so she could treat Elena Salvadori in secret."I missed you too. You must be tired after all the work. Go freshen up. I'll cook your favorite pasta tonight." Her grandmother, Bella Russo, said and kissed her cheek.Taking Lily's hand, Rosalina pulled her inside, eager to talk and talk until her mouth fall off, and since Lily was such a good listener, she had no problem listening to Rosalina's adventurous stories."I hear you treating Elena Salvadori these days."Both of them stopped in their tracks and turned around to see their nonno, Matteo Russo, sitting on the couch with his face all scrunched up.Lily averted her eyes from him. She had been excellent at ignoring him like he never existed in her life."I'm just doing my duty as a doctor. Please don't interfere in my business—""That horrendous woman wants you to marry his grandson! That is why she hired you so she could measure your worth!" Nonno's voice boomed like an alarm, causing Lilliana to flinch.Teary-eyed, she glared at him. "You are wrong! She isn't anything as you've described. She is a really sweet old woman, just like nonna, and she never belittled me for being a Russo." Lily didn't know where she got the courage to raise her voice against the fearsome Matteo Russo.He had her pinned under his authoritarian thumb, which she desperately wanted to break free. She lost everything because of this man! Everything!Nonno's eyes flared up, ready to unleash hurtful words that stung her like arrows, but paused when his beloved wife looped her arm around his.Nonna slowly shook her head at him, her delicate brows pulling together.Matteo inhaled a sharp breath. In a calmer voice, he said. "You are not going to the Salvadori Mansion again. Ask her to hire another doctor to take care of her. I'm sure she can afford a more experienced one."Lilliana sniffled and yanked her hand away from Rosalina's hold and ran upstairs to her bedroom.Nonna watched her closing the bedroom door, and this deeply hurt her. She turned to her bull-headed husband. "Why do you always start a fight with her? She just came home after days!""She is my granddaughter! Can't you see that I'm worried?" Nonno asked. He never liked it when his sweet Bella got mad at him. It made him feel like a savage."She is not a child, Matteo! She is a twenty-six-year-old adult who can think for herself!" Bella chided.She was about to pull her hand back when he caught it and clasped it against his weakening heart."So what? She is still so gullible, just like our Ariana. Anyone could take advantage of her." Elena Salvadori was someone who always had her way with everything. She made one of the most ruthless Dons bow to her and lick her feet. Manipulating Lily would be child's play."I know, but please don't underestimate her like this. You will only make her feel worthless." Nonna said. Her husband still loved her so fiercely, even if he was bed-tempered, she couldn't help but love this man with all her heart.Nonno trusted Nonna's words, but he trusted nothing related to the Salvadoris. "Very well then, but I will not say yes to any alliances between the Salvadoris and Russos."__________________"Are you gonna cry all night?" Rosalina asked Lily, who lay on her stomach on the large queen-sized bed in her room, burying her face in the feather-stuffed pillows, muffling her sobs with it.Lily hiccupped and thrashed her legs on the bed, now cringing at herself for being so overly sensitive. She hated it when people raised their voices at her, especially nonno.There was a time when nonno kept his tone in check when he was around her. There were times he would be kind enough to speak fondly of her, but after that incident, they grew apart, and whenever they interacted; it ended up in bitter disputes like this.Rosalina crossed her arms and slumped down beside her. "Okay, Miss Waterworks, I'm just gonna stare at your pretty face until you stop crying."Lily stopped crying and wiped her tear-streaked cheeks. She stretched an arm towards Rosalina. "Come here. I need a hug."Rosalina rolled over to her side. Lily wrapped her arm around her cousin's slender shoulders, cuddling her. Lil
Later the same night in the Salvadori house, a tall, tan, handsome chad showed up on their doorstep, sporting a black leather jacket and jeans, carrying a bunch of heavy backpacks in his hands.The servants had left by now, so he had to carry the load all by himself.Elena's silvery grey eyes lit up with glee after recognizing who it was. "Leo! My boy!" She was about to hurry downstairs when Sasha stopped her, afraid she might lose her foot in all the excitement and end up rolling down the steps."Surprise, beautiful!" Leo dropped all of his bags, ran towards his grandmother, and gathered her frail body in his arms, smiling brilliantly."You tease! Stupido!" Elena playfully hit his rock-hard chest and his laughter rumbled throughout the entire mansion.He pressed his lips on her wrinkly cheek, adoring her. "I heard you had a terrible fever."Elena slightly frowned at him. "It wasn't all that terrible! Look at me. Do I look sick?""Nope." He said, still keeping her in his arms. "You lo
The phone kept ringing for attention in the living room. Lily hurriedly draped the bathrobe around her still-wet body and picked it up."Hello?""Who is it, Lily?" Nonna asked, placing the knitted sweater on the table and sitting beside Rosalina near the fireplace to get some warmth. Outside the house, it was a cold, mundane, rainy day.Nonno had gone hunting with her uncles and cousin Saint and will be back tomorrow while the three women nestled inside the house.Lily, with a worried look on her beautiful face, said. "It was Sasha, the Salvadori's housekeeper... Elena... she died. Sasha asked us to attend her funeral.""Died? How?" Rosalina asked, grabbing an apple from the fruit basket and leisurely taking a bite."She had a stroke..." Lily said woefully."I don't think Matteo will attend," Nonna said.Of course, he won't.Nonno would rather choose to step on burning coals than attend the funeral of a Salvadori."It's okay. I'll go attend." Lily paced to her closet and changed into
EIGHT YEARS AGO...Nonna was in a hurry to church. A friend’s husband had died, and nonna was needed there to console her. Whoever this ‘friend’ was, seemed very close to nonna, although she never mentioned this ‘friend’ before. As she followed nonna to a small hill leading to the church, Lily’s eyes wandered around, not really caring. That’s when she spotted a tall young and magnetically handsome man leaning against a black SUV parked in the steep driveway, with a lit cigarette between his fingers. He was looking up at the church as if he was waiting for someone. Lily had not intended to stare, but her eyes kept glued upon the man as she walked, and she tripped over a rock. “Lily!” Nonna turned around. “Careful, it’s slippery up here” “I’m fine,” Lily murmured. When she looked back at the man, her heart almost leaped. His gaze was now on her. She looked away immediately, flushed for no reason. “Bella!” She heard a plump old woman around nonna’s age practically running down from
PAK! The slap rang in the Russo mansion like warning bells. Lily touched her cheeks. It stung. She whimpered. A red handprint marring her beautiful face. "That's it! You are quitting your job! I'll find a Made Man you can marry. There is no use keeping a disobedient granddaughter around." Nonno bellowed, clenching his hands into fists. Sebastian stood at a distance, a guilt-ridden look on his face. He was loyal to his master. He had no choice but to inform him about Lily's visit to Elena Salvadori's funeral. After hearing this, nonno rushed back home, furious. Her heart pounded so fast it hurt. The last time she saw nonno so furious was the time she ran away with Ethan. "P-please. Anything but that! I-I can't quit! P-please, nonno!" She pleaded, on her knees, like the pathetic little thing she was. Nonno drew back as if he was sorry. "Stop being so dramatic! You won't die if you quit being a doctor. It's better if you get married before you get past your prime." "Quit shitting
Lily finished dabbing the foundation on her cheek to hide the bruise on her pale white skin. Her eyes were red and puffy after crying herself to sleep. Lily wasn't the type to overdo her makeup, she preferred being barefaced most times. "Does it look weird?" Lily asked her cousin Rose who was beside her with her arms crossed, staring at her. "Nope. The bruise is barely visible. I don't think anyone will notice." Rosalina grabbed a pink lipstick from her purse and applied the tint on Lily's lips. "A little more makeup won't hurt." Rose rubbed her lips together and Lily imitated her, spreading the strawberry-flavored pink on her lips. "All good now?" Lily asked for confirmation. "All good." Lily got up and picked up her handbag. "I'll head out now." And kissed her cheek. "Thanks for the makeup." Lily rushed downstairs to the kitchen to grab the homecooked lunch nonna had packed for her. She was already getting late for work. The moment she entered the kitchen the smell of somet
No, no, this can't be happening. This shouldn't be happening. Why is Nonno telling her to marry this man? What is going on? Several questions stormed inside Lily's head, and she couldn't come up with an answer to any of them. Her eyes darted between Enzo and Nonno, both of them glaring at her. "Sit," Nonno instructed, pointing at the nearest chair. His gray, flintstone-like eyes were so sharp they could draw blood. She did as he told, without uttering a sound. Now she sat in the middle of the two men, feeling like a deer trapped between two lions. She stared down at her lap and hoped a black hole would emerge beneath her feet and swallow her. Enzo got up, approached her, and reached his hand out to her face. As a response, she flinched away from a slap that never came. The pad of this rough thumb caressed her bruised cheek and surprisingly, it felt warm against her skin, contradicting his cold disposition. Enzo's eyes narrowed, oozing bloodlust. For a second she thought it was di
"Why did you agree to marry him, Lily?"Lily stopped brushing her silky brunette hair and glanced at Rose's reflection in the vanity mirror. Rose crossed her arms, a scowl marring her lovely face."This is the only way I can stop nonno from marrying me off some old man," Lily answered glumly and continued untangling her hair."He's not gonna marry you to some old geezer. He was gonna marry you off to the Armandos, and I heard Antonio Armando isn't an old geezer." Rose rebutted.Lily heaved a sigh. Antonio would be worse than an old geezer. "I had my own reasons to choose Enzo." She said. "I... trust him..."Rosalina glared at her. "You WHAT?""He's been honest with me the whole time even though he was insensitive about it..." Lily turned around to face Rose's hazel eyes, the golden specks glowering with anger."That won't change the fact that his family had my Papa killed!" Rose spat acid that corroded Lily's heart.Shakily, Lily held Rose's hands in hers. "I want to end this feud onc
5 YEARS LATER... LEONARDO'S POV I reclined in one of Enzo's plush office chairs, half listening to my cousins drone on about business. My gaze landed on Enzo's hands as he gesticulated, and I had to bite my cheek to keep from laughing. His nails were painted a glittery pink and decorated with Hello Kitty stickers. When he caught me staring, Enzo shrugged. "Gigi ambushed me this morning." "Daddy-daughter time looks good on you, brother," I teased. Enzo shot me a wry look. "We'll see how you handle it when your little hellion grows up." I chuckled thinking about my spirited son. "Adriano keeps things exciting, for sure. Just yesterday he finger-painted a mural on his bedroom wall using Rosalina's lipstick." My cousins howled. "Takes after his old man," Luca said. "In all the best and worst ways," I agreed. Right on cue, my cell phone rang. I didn't have to check the caller ID to know it was Adriano's teacher. "That'll be Mrs. Dawson now. Let me guess - he set off stink bombs in
LEONARDO'S POV(A few months later...)A piercing cry split the night air. I groaned, clinging to the last remnants of a pleasant dream as little Adriano's wails persisted."Your son is awake," I mumbled, still half asleep.Rosalina stirred slightly. "Before sunrise, he's your son," she quipped drowsily.I chuckled at the familiar Lion King quote, then dragged myself reluctantly from the warm bed. I shuffled over to the crib and gently lifted my bawling son into my arms. We had named him Adriano, after Rosalina's father."Shhh Adriano, go back to sleep," I soothed, rocking him gently. His tiny mouth rooted hungrily at my chest, latching onto my nipple. I winced. "Wrong nipple, buddy."I retrieved one of the bottles of breast milk Rosa had pumped earlier and offered it to Adriano. He sucked greedily, his cries subsiding as I held him close. I smiled down at my son, my heart swelling with love and pride. He had his mother's beautiful hazel eyes and my strong Salvadori nose and chin.I
ROSALINA'S POV I stared at my reflection, scarcely recognizing the radiant bride smiling back. The strapless gown hugged my body perfectly, the pink floral accents on the skirt matching my rose tiara."Oh, you look absolutely beautiful!" Lily dabbed at her eyes as she helped me smooth the skirt.I couldn't stop smiling, joy bubbling inside me. After everything, this day had finally come - my wedding day! My Nonna stepped forward, clasping my hands warmly. "Stellina, I'm so happy for you. You chose well, my dear. That boy loves you with his whole heart."I embraced Nonna tightly. "Thank you. For understanding, and supporting us." She stroked my hair lovingly. "Always, il mio tesoro."A loud commotion outside made us glance at the door. I heard Leo's voice rising insistently."Let me see my wife, damn it!"Isabella shot me a bemused look. "Somebody's impatient to get this show on the road."I laughed softly. Trust Leo to toss tradition aside. My heart swelled with love for my soon-to
ROSALINA'S POVI clutched the address in my hand, the edges creased and worn from the countless times I'd unfolded it. Antonella DiMarco - the stranger who used to be my mother. "You sure about this, babe? No one would blame you if-""I'm sure," I cut him off, my voice tight. "I gotta do this, Leo. I can't..." My throat closed up for a moment. "I can't move on until I look her in the eye and get some damn answers."He nodded slowly, jaw tight. I could practically hear the argument raging in his head about why this was a bad idea. But one glance at my expression and he just sighed, holding out his hand.I shifted in my seat, trying to ignore the growing pressure in my bladder. The sun was starting to set, casting an orange glow across the desert landscape blurring past. Leo kept his eyes fixed on the road, one hand resting gently on my knee in silent support.I knew I should've gone to the bathroom again before we left the last rest stop an hour ago. But nerves had killed my appetit
LEONARDO'S POVThe dank basement reeked of blood and fear. My uncle Giovanni was tied to a chair, swollen and battered from the beating he had gotten. But I felt no pity for the traitor.My cousin Luca's eyes were wild with grief. Losing his twin Lucio had destroyed him. Now seeing his father Giovanni revealed as a turncoat was the last straw."Alright, talk," I said coldly to Giovanni. "Spill why you teamed up with Andrae against your own family."When Giovanni stayed silent, Alessio slammed a fist into his gut. Giovanni wheezed in pain as Luca flinched, choking back a sob."Last chance," I said casually as Giovanni fought for breath. "Give me the details, then you get a quick death for ratting out the family."Fear flashed in Giovanni's eyes. He started rambling about how Andrae had approached him and offered control of the family if Giovanni helped kill my brother."Lies!" Giovanni cried desperately. "He used me! I never wanted Vincenzo dead, you gotta believe me!"Disgust roiled t
LILLINA'S POVI cradled Enzo's limp hand in both of mine, pressing fervent kisses to his chilled fingers. The steady beep of the heart monitor was my lone comfort as I maintained my bedside watch. His chest rose and fell rhythmically, but he remained locked away in unconsciousness. "You have to come back to me, Enzo" I whispered, my vision blurring. "Our daughter needs her father." I swiped angrily at the tears streaking my face. I had to be strong for our child, though the effort threatened to shatter my fragile composure.A knock interrupted my swirling thoughts. Carlo entered, his expression carefully neutral. "Any change?" I shook my head mutely, a fresh wave of tears spilling over. Suddenly, Vincenzo's hand twitched feebly in mine. I gasped, leaning forward intently as his brow furrowed. "Enzo?" I choked out. "C-can you hear me?"With agonizing slowness, his eyelids fluttered open halfway, still clouded by anesthesia. But they locked onto mine with recognition that flooded my
ROSALINA'S POVThe courthouse appeared all too soon, a hulking stone edifice that filled me with dread. Andrae dragged me forcibly up the steps, his grip leaving blossoming bruises on my arm. I scanned the empty foyer frantically, praying for some means of escape. At the far end, an elderly clerk sat stamping documents behind a high desk.Andrae strode toward him purposefully, shoving me ahead of him. "We need to be married immediately," he barked.The clerk's eyes widened at Andrae's imperious demand, flickering uncertainly to my tear-stained face. "I'm sorry, sir, but there are certain requirements..." he began weakly.In a flash, Andrae had a pistol aimed at the man's forehead. "The only requirement is that you do as I say," he growled. "Now."The clerk paled, raising his trembling hands in acquiescence. "Y-yes sir, right away." He fumbled with shaking hands to ready the license and certificate, the gun still leveled at his head.Once the documents were prepared, Andrae scrawled hi
VINCENZO'S POVChaos erupted as bullets flew in all directions. Years of simmering hatred between the Salvatores and Armandos had finally boiled over, transforming my brother's wedding into a bloodbath."Get the women and children to safety!" I bellowed. My men rushed to usher the terrified guests away from the hailstorm of lead.I scanned the pandemonium desperately for my pregnant wife. "Lily!" Where was she? There - a flash of her yellow dress across the courtyard. I sprinted towards her, bullets kicking up shards of brick at my heels.She stood paralyzed behind an overturned table, one hand instinctively cradling her belly. I shielded her body with mine and urged her towards the exit. "We need to move, now!"We scrambled into a sheltered alcove. Her eyes were wild, face streaked with tears. "Oh God, the baby-""You'll both be alright," I soothed. I peeked out - we weren't far from an escape route. I steeled myself. "On three, we run."I took her hand in mine. "One, two, thre-"The
ROSALINA'S POVI slipped into the marble restroom, the swell of violins and chatter fading behind the heavy door. Gripping the gold-flecked countertop, I steadied my breathing, willing my roiling nerves to quiet. Today Leonardo pledged himself to another while our unborn child grew in secret within me.The door creaked open and my reflection paled. Mia. An awkward tension thickened the air as we hovered, over the betrayed bride-to-be and the 'other woman'. To my surprise, her dark brown eyes held no malice. Only sympathy. "Hey, Rosalina," she said gently. "Are you okay?"I attempted a weak smile, my hands trembling. "A bit unwell, thanks." A massive understatement. I smoothed my dress self-consciously, the pink chiffon Leonardo adored. Mia's gaze flickered over it. "That color suits you Wanna rest a while in my suite?"Giving a weak smile, I nodded. I followed mutely, sinking into an ornate chaise lounge as attendants fluttered around Mia. The opulent chamber with its marble friezes