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Althaia His comment made me smile, and pride filled my chest. He looked around at my face with a slightly soft and pained expression. A lump in my throat slowly formed. He knew. Mr. Vasiliev got up and snatched the note out of my hand, his eyes scanning over the words before he looked at the man in front of me with an angry look. “What is this, Nestor?” He glared at Nestor, demanding an answer. I took a couple steps back, but Nestor didn’t seem bothered by Mr. Vasiliev’s angry tone and took a quick glance at me before looking at him. “She reached out to me.” He said, and I noticed Mr. Vasiliev’s body tensed. “Why?” “She said she needed to see you. I sent her a message that she could meet you here.” “And why didn’t you inform me of this?” He was angry, and I felt a twinge of worry for Nestor now. “She didn’t want you to know, considering how you left things the last time.” He explained, giving Mr. Vasiliev a knowing look, leaving me confused as I observed their convers
Althaia “Damiano…” I swallowed hard as I looked at him, feeling my heart rate going up once again. “I…Uh…” My mind went completely blank when I tried to come up with some kind of excuse. But who was I kidding? I was completely in deep shit no matter what. “Quiet.” He growled out and I clamped my mouth shut. Damiano looked at me with his darkened eyes. I had seen that look on his face before when he was extremely pissed. And now it was aimed at me. He slowly walked up to me, his eyes scanning my body before he met my eyes. I had to tilt my head up a little to be able to see his face when he stopped in front of me. My breath hitched in my throat at how close we were. He still had that effect on my body, making it flutter and tingle without even touching me, and his face was so close to mine that it almost felt unreal. It also took everything in me not to turn around and make a run for it, not ready for what I was about to face. I didn’t notice when he reached for the gun I was hid
DamianoAlthaia raised her brows in surprise and recognition of the name, making me wonder just how much she actually knew about Sienna. I sat down in front of her and rubbed my jaw in frustration while looking down at the floor.“Sienna was your fiancée…” She stated, almost carefully. I nodded, my gaze returning to her.“Who told you about her?” I’ve been trying to think of how she could have possibly gotten that information, but nothing came to my mind.“Mr. Robert’s wife, Elena. She was surprised that you showed up with a date. She told me you showed up a few times with someone else, but she wasn’t too sure if you were engaged then made the assumption when she saw a ring on her finger.” Althaia explained, having me raise a brow.Did she really know for this long?“Why didn’t you ask me about her?” My eyes narrowed slightly. Althaia was a curious woman. Too curious for her own sake, and it surprised me she hadn’t asked me about Sienna the minute she learned about her.“I just figur
Damiano “We’ll isolate them and keep them awake. They will talk when exhaustion hit them.” Antonio reported to me. “Good.” I replied over the phone. I sat down on the couch in the living room as I didn’t want to disturb Althaia, who was asleep. I flipped open the sketchbook she had on the coffee table, curious to see what that mind of hers had created. “You should get some sleep. You’re a pain in the ass when you’re sleep-deprived.” Antonio commented. Before I could tell him off, I heard Rafaelle in the background. “Is that Damiano? Let me talk to him real quick.” I heard some rustling before he got on the phone. “Damiano! Damiano, please, just please listen to me!” “What do you want?” “Please, get laid!” He cried out desperately. “You’ve got too much pent-up sexual frustration, and all kinds of frustrations there exist. So please, for the love of God, get laid! I’m tired! I am so tired! I haven’t worked this much in my life, and you have been up in everyone’s ass, not giving u
Althaia “I’m sorry for leaving you like that… I know it was hard for you too and I haven’t been the most considerate person.” I said to Cara as we took a walk around the garden. “Don’t worry about it.” She smiled softly. “It didn’t come as much of a surprise to me. You’ve always been that person that needed to isolate whenever you were upset.” “I know, but it wasn’t right of me to do that. I was a complete bitch and abandoned all of you, especially Damiano.” I sighed. I had always been the type that needed to be alone whenever I was upset to handle my thoughts, and feelings at my own pace, without having people trying to breathe down my neck. “No, you weren’t. You went through a lot and needed to get away. Trust me, I know what that feels like… Besides, Lorenzo helped me a lot and never once left my side.” Cara said and I flinched a little at her words, guilt eating me alive for not being here for her at all. “If you apologize one more time, I will hit you.” She glared at me whe
Damiano “If it turns out to be true, then we can go ahead with our plan as we wanted from the beginning. We know he wants access to the weaponry, like that wasn’t fucking obvious, and we now know his connections, how he works… I say let us just go ahead and kill him like we always wanted, and take over his territories. He’s a bastard but, damn, he knows how to make money, and make an even bigger demand for the products.” Rafaelle kept talking. We were in the car on our way to the storage facility along with Luca and Giovanni. “It’s not that simple anymore.” I told him. I leaned back in my seat, closing my eyes. Not because I was tired, but to calm myself down completely to interrogate the scumbags, and not kill them as soon as I see them. “Oh right, Althaia. Maybe she doesn't care?” “Are you that fucking dumb?” Giovanni looked at him to see if he was serious. “We know Cara won’t care.” Rafaelle said, thinking he made a valid point. “Cara was abused, almost beaten to death. Altha
Althaia I didn’t feel bad about it. In fact, I felt quite satisfied and proud of myself for how I handled that, and I hoped they would truly make them suffer for what they had done. Not just to me but to us. They had brutally taken my mother away from me and poisoned me to lose our baby. I was pissed they had succeeded in taking away the life we had created inside of me and taking away the one person who had been by my side my entire life. Their blood deserved to be spilled more than ever and I hoped they all would rot in hell. “Althaia.” Damiano pulled me out of my thoughts, now realizing we had made it out of the underground passage. He looked at me, concerned, and took my hand in his as I had unconsciously clutched it on my stomach. “I’m okay.” I gave his hand a small squeeze, taking a deep breath of the fresh night breeze. “Talk to me, what’s on your mind.” “It’s just that… now that they confirmed they wanted to make me lose our baby…” I couldn’t even finish the sentence, cl
Althaia “Damiano?” “Sì, amore mio?” I felt myself smiling, loving it when he spoke Italian to me. My head was resting on his chest while he played with my hair. “Their families… Are you going to hurt them?” I looked up at him, seeing his eyes were closed before opening them to look at me. “No. As shocking as it might sound, I don’t hurt innocent people.” “That makes me feel better.” I felt relieved that he wouldn’t hurt them. I felt uneasy about their families would have to pay for something they didn’t do. “I shouldn’t have let you go there.” He sighed, frowning a little. “Why not? I didn’t do a good job?” I popped on my elbow for support. “You did well.” Damiano caressed my cheek, looking around my face. “I’m worried I’m fucking you up with this.” I knew he was always worried about what I would think of him once I had seen what he was truly capable of. The very dark side of him. And now, I knew he was worried about me being involved in this. I moved to lie on top of him, hi