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Althaia“Do you think he will make it out alive?” Cara asked as we had our lunch in the garden.“I hope so.” I sighed, feeling sorry for Arianna and Dom.I’ve tried to talk to Damiano about it, but he wasn’t willing to listen. We went back and forth until he finally called Arianna and Dom into his office to talk to them. I was praying for Dom because Lorenzo was in there with them, and I just hoped they would try to have an open mind.“Poor Dom. He really was about to die in there.” Cara said, also feeling sorry for him.“I get they are protective of their baby sister, but to choke the man like that.” I shook my head. “By the way, I haven’t had the chance to ask you, but it seems like it’s going well between you and Lorenzo?”“It is.” Cara smiled. “I do like him. A lot, actually. At first, he was just my way to get away from everything at home, but now I can see us being happy together.” She said, her face lighting up with genuine happiness.My heart warmed as I smiled, seeing how her
AlthaiaI was dozing off in the car as Damiano was driving me to the clinic to get the stitches removed. It was too early for me to even be out of bed right now, but I had to make the most out of the day, since I had a lot of packing to do.I shook my head and blinked a couple of times to wake up. I let out a little yawn and looked at Damiano with my heavy eyelids. I needed at least five cups of coffee to get me going today.“A little tired?” He gave me a half-smile, his hand caressing my thigh.“It’s your fault.”When he said I would be punished, I didn’t know what he meant by it. He stripped me, blindfolded me, and tied me to the bed. Since I couldn’t see anything and only felt his touch, everything was heightened, which got me excited.He painfully teased me as he kissed and sucked every inch of my body, while his hands roamed my most sensitive parts. And that was where his punishment began.He wouldn’t let me come.“Fuck, Damiano…” I writhed, unable to use my arms or even close my
Althaia“Tell me again why you’re driving back home instead of flying. It will take like what? Five hours instead of forty hours?” Arianna asked while folding my clothes with Cara.I had persuaded them to help me pack, saying it would go faster if I had extra hands helping me, and therefore, we could spend more time together. They agreed, but they just didn’t realize they were doing all the packing for me, while I only pretended to pack so I wouldn’t do a thing.I truly am a genius.“Because it’s a metal coffin.” I said, as if it was the most obvious thing.“First butterflies, now planes?” She scoffed, not impressed at all.“I’m not scared of flying. I just don’t like to fly alone. Like, what if the plane suddenly crashes? I don’t want to die alone.” I tried to explain how it was a legit fear of mine.“I guess that is a reasonable excuse. Better than the butterfly excuse.” She teased.“Just drop it already, okay? It’s a freaking flying caterpillar. It shouldn’t be flying in the first p
Althaia“I’m going to miss you so much!” I hugged Cara tightly.“Me too! It’s going to suck without you.”“Ghee, thanks.” Arianna faked an offended expression.I couldn't help but let out a laugh as I turned to embrace her tightly. It was going to be so weird to be away from them for so long when we had spent so many days together.“Now we can all get some sleep at night without you fucking like crazy every night.” Rafaelle started, and I gave him a blank look.“Don’t you ever get tired of your own stupid comments?”“Never!” He grinned and gave me a bone-crushing hug that I returned. He was going to be missed. His comments, not so much.I gave them one last goodbye and even shared an awkward goodbye with Lorenzo, where I patted his shoulder as a farewell. I didn’t know why I still felt awkward around him, but I did. Probably because of the number of times I have humiliated myself in front of him. I guess he kind of felt the same about me too, because he awkwardly patted my head as a go
AlthaiaIt has been a week since I got home, and even though I miss the others terribly, it was good to be home and spend time with my mother. It has been crazy busy at the boutique, and I felt terrible seeing how exhausted my mother looked. I was happy to return to work next week, letting my foot rest so it could heal faster.I was sitting on the couch in the living room as I watched the Seven Deadly Sins while eating a bagel with cream cheese for breakfast. Just as I took a big bite of my bagel, the doorbell rang. I let out a noise of annoyance, trying to chew faster as I made my way to the front door.Who would be coming at this hour, anyway?I brushed away any crumbs around my mouth and quickly made sure I looked decent enough to open the door.“Delivery for Miss Althaia.” The man said and handed me the biggest arrangement of red roses I had ever seen.“From... who…?” My voice died down as he was already making his way back to his car.I stared in awe at the huge flower arrangement
AlthaiaThings at work had calmed down. I was taking a lot of stress off my mother’s shoulder now that I was back because, other than her, I was the only one skilled enough to sketch customers’ wishes. We had seamstress workers, not always in the boutique with us, but present when it got busy.Time was going by so fast and before I knew it, three weeks already went by. It felt like time was going by even faster because as soon as I would get home from work, I would pass out as soon as my head hit the pillow.I haven’t been talking to Damiano as much, only squeezing in a text message here and there. He called me last night, and I was so tired that I fell asleep while talking to him, but he knew how busy things have been. I felt guilty that I barely had any time for him when he always made sure to have time for me. And he was the one with multiple businesses and running a Mafia.Lately, I was feeling like I couldn’t get enough sleep, even though I was sleeping for over eight hours. It wa
AlthaiaWe were slowly making our way back to the house. I didn’t want to go back, but I had to if I was going with the excuse that I was in the shower because I knew he would call again. I just had to calm down entirely and make sure my voice didn’t sound off when I talked to him. Hopefully, I could end the call by saying I’m too tired to talk just to keep it safe.“Do you think he will be mad, or…?” I asked them quietly while keeping my eyes down. Maybe they would be able to prepare me for his reaction when I get the courage to tell him.“Why would he be mad?” Luca asked, and I shrugged at his question.“I don’t know… It’s not like this is planned.” I murmured. Hell, I didn’t plan to fall in love with a Mafia Boss either.“I don’t think he would be mad.” He said, thoughtfully. “He’s not allowed to be mad when he was the one who got you pregnant.” Luca tried to lighten the mood. He even got a pathetic chuckle out of me.“Damiano as a father… Shit, I didn’t think I would live to see th
AlthaiaI quickly sat up and wrapped my arms around his neck. Damiano held me tightly in his body with his strong arms as I sobbed into his neck.I couldn’t believe he was here. Right in front of me and holding me.He caressed my back as we were in each other’s arms. Something I had missed so much for the past three weeks. Something I desperately needed right now,“Althaia…” Damiano spoke softly and had me look at him. He cupped my face, wiping the tears away. He looked around my face with concern before meeting my eyes. “Tell me what’s wrong.”I looked at him with teary eyes, not knowing how to even tell him. Where do I even start? This whole thing had gotten out of control, and I didn’t know what to do.“I -” I bit my lip when my voice cracked and I looked down, trying to breathe before I continued. “I had a fight with my mom…” I decided to say, and I let out a breath before I looked back at him.He looked at me with furrowed brows, waiting for me to elaborate, but I didn’t know how