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AlthaiaAfter handing a customer her custom-designed dress, I found myself with nothing to do, and time seemed to crawl by. I could take the time to mop the floor, but I felt too lazy to do it. I always did when it came to mopping the floor because I hated doing it. Usually, my mother would force me, but since she had to run some errands, I was off the hook.I let out a yawn, tiredness washing over me as I went to the couch.Might as well take a small nap since no one is here.Luca was keeping a close eye on who was coming in and out of the boutique. If a male was present, he would stay right in front of the boutique to make sure nothing of the past repeated itself.As I nestled into the couch, its warmth and comfort instantly lulled me into a drowsy state, causing my eyes to grow heavy. Just a quick power nap, I thought. I would be able to hear if someone comes into the shop anyway, so I should be good. With that, it didn't take long before my eyelids grew heavy, and I fell into a dee
Althaia “Thaia, remember that one time where we took mom’s car and we accidentally dented it in a parking lot?” Cara laughed, making me smile at the memory. “Don’t you mean you dented it? You were the one who drove the car yet I was the one who got spanked with the wooden spoon.” I said, now frowning at the memory. “Wait, your mom hit you with a wooden spoon?” Arianna looked at me both surprised and amused. “Yup. My mom is not shy with the wooden spoon and would pull it out whenever we misbehaved. However, Cara being the favorite child, got out of it almost every time. By the way, how does it to be the favorite child?” I gave her a fake sweet smile. “Amazing! You should try to be one.” She winked while grinning and I flipped her off. “It was always me and Michael who got in trouble. Actually, Michael got spanked the most.” I chuckled. The three of us were known to be a bit wild when we were younger. I already felt Damiano’s gaze on me as soon as I talked about Michael, and I pur
Damiano“I see what you mean. Her mother seems nice, but it didn’t go unnoticed how she looked at you.” Arianna snickered and took a seat on the couch.We went back to my hotel room until we had to leave for dinner. Cara had joined Althaia and her mother to help them prepare. I was suspicious about her motives for inviting us, but I decided to go along with it. The closer I got to her, the faster I could find out who she was.“She doesn’t even try to hide the fact that she hates you.” Arianna laughed, and I smirked. If only she knew why her mother hated me this much.Not only did she hate me for who I was but also for getting her daughter pregnant. That alone was giving me satisfaction because I knew she hated that her daughter was carrying my child. And there was absolutely nothing she could do about it.“Did you talk to Cara?” I turned to look at Lorenzo.“She doesn’t know much, either. She noticed Althaia’s parents were growing cold towards each other and were fighting more. They ha
AlthaiaWe were preparing dinner in a full swing. Damiano and Lorenzo were in the living room, having refreshments, and Arianna was giving herself a house tour. I told her to try not to make fun of our normal-sized house, as I was pretty sure that our downstairs floor plan was the size of a bedroom in their manor.And that was without exaggeration. The manor was incredibly massive and beyond majestic.One thing that made my heart melt was that Damiano showed up with a beautiful bouquet of flowers for my mother. My mother was surprised but accepted it, and I hoped this was the beginning of them trying their best to get to know each other.Now, we were almost done making the perfect dinner. Well, my mother made the food while Cara and I helped. Actually, we were bickering more than helping make dinner.I suddenly craved mac and cheese, and we decided to make some at the very last minute. I put Cara on the job since it was the easiest thing on the menu.But somehow, she was screwing it up
Althaia“What is it with you and having your way with me in bathrooms? Now that I think of it, the last time we had dinner with my family, we ended up in the bathroom together.” I told him as we went into the hallway.“I didn’t hear you complain back then.” He gave me a playful smile and pulled me in for a kiss, leaving me breathless.Damiano pulled back ever so slightly, gazing at me with his affectionate golden-brown eyes. Pulling me in like a magnet and completely captivating me with the depth of his mesmerizing eyes.“You have no idea what you did to me that day.” He whispered. “You had me looking at you the entire time, admiring all of your beauty, while you were oblivious as to what you were doing to me.”Damiano cupped my face, making me forget how to breathe with how he was looking at me.Like I was his entire world.“That day, you captivated me right there on the spot.” His eyes darkened, and his lips turned into a devilish smirk as he leaned in closer.His mouth faintly glide
Althaia“So, pregnant, huh?” Arianna started, spinning around in my desk chair. After my mother called it a night, we headed upstairs to mine so we wouldn’t disturb her.“Yeah, I know. I can barely believe it myself.” I smiled as I changed into a t-shirt I had stolen from Damiano. It was long enough on me to be considered a dress.“Were you not on the pill?” Cara asked, coming out of the bathroom.“Yes, but I forgot to take them with me. I thought I would be fine since I was only supposed to stay for a week, anyway. It was not like I was expecting to, uh, mess around with anyone during my stay.” I explained, feeling my cheeks get warm.“Really?” Cara shot me a mischievous look. “I thought you would hook up with Michael, since the two of you were constantly flirting.” Cara chuckled, making Arianna look at me with a raised brow.“You were flirting with someone else?”“No!” I exclaimed. “Okay, yes, but it was before I even got with Damiano.” I admitted and glared at Cara for opening her b
DamianoHer stunning emerald eyes gazed up at me, sparkling with brightness, as she smiled with a touch of amusement playing on her lips.“Do you really not know how happy you make me?” She asked, her fingers intertwined with mine.“I want to make sure.” I told her honestly.She was happy now, but as her mother made clear several times, she would constantly be a target for my enemies. Especially now that she was carrying my child. The realization that Althaia would always be tied to me made me wonder if she would come to resent me for it.This was one of the reasons her mother left her father; to protect her from the brutality that comes with living this life. Yet I dragged her right into it because of my obsession with her.“I guess it’s my fault for not telling you enough.” Althaia chuckled, making me smile at the sound. Her face beamed with joy and innocence, swelling my heart with a need for closeness, a desire to protect that radiant happiness she exuded.“I wouldn’t mind if you t
AlthaiaWe had been walking for what felt like hours, and Arianna and Cara still hadn’t satisfied their shopping thirst. My mother left a while ago once she had bought what she needed and desperately walked away from us; most likely from Rafaelle, who wouldn’t leave her alone.Eventually, we decided to ditch the rest because I got too tired. So tired that I even fell asleep in the car on the way to the hotel where Damiano was staying.When I woke up, I found Damiano sleeping peacefully next to me. I smiled as I took my time to admire him. He looked so boyish with a few strands of hair falling over his eyes. He looked so…cute, and I almost let out a chuckle at the word. I never expected to use such a word to describe him.“What are you laughing at?” Damiano's voice was husky and low, still heavy with sleep. His eyes were closed, and I realized my body had been shaking when I tried not to laugh.“You. You look cute.” I chuckled, and he scoffed at my choice of words. His eyes suddenly sna