We all sat in silence after Santino stormed off, no one wanting to say anything first.The sound of cutleries against plates resumed and Natalie and Luca goes back to their meals like that didn't just happen.They were accustomed to it.I look at the both confused on what to do.What Luca did was wrong, but I don't think he would accept it. I wonder what happened between them three, what did he do to the person that gave the name to him? But isn't that their mother? Or was it that father?"Micini for your own safety, never call him Santino again. Ever. We all call him Saint, so you should too." Natalie tells me without looking up from her food." I don't see what the issue is though. Is he feeling bad about what he did to her? Does that name remind him so much of her that he refused to go by the name??" Luca asked. I looked at him, my eyes widening in shock when I see he was clutching the knife tightly and his hands were bleeding."If you want to cut yourself up, do it where no one c
I was walking down the staircase unsure of what to do.Natalie had left for college earlier, and Luca went off to work.So it was just me here. Each of Santino's men I walked past watched me like they were waiting for me to do something, slip up and show the real reason I was here.Ignoring them, I went into the kitchen. I was bored and had nothing to do and Luca told me to make sure I ate by 1pm and it's fifteen minutes past.I was browsing through the pantry with a cookie in my mouth, looking for something to eat."What are you doing?" Santino asked from behind me and I stilled, cookie still in my mouth. I remained still, hoping that he would maybe leave or something if I don't answer to him."I asked a question." He says and I could tell he was holding back from snapping at me, the irritation evident in his tone.Straighting my back, I slowly turned around meeting his dark eyes."I-I…" I stuttered unable to form any coherent sentence.I felt nervous around him, but why?"You-you..
"I-I am sorry. I didn't mean…." I stuttered my spoon falling from my hands as they shake in fear.Why was he reacting this way? It's just a name isn't it? If he doesn't like it he should say he doesn't like it. Why is he-"You should learn to mind your business." He snapped at me. His reaction a complete opposite of how he was yesterday, I see him gradually putting back the walls he let down earlier." I'm so-" I reach out to him but he pulls his arm away before I could touch him, still glaring at me."What's that delicious thing I smell… Oh." Natalie walks into the kitchen, stopping when she sees us both. Santino glances at her, but he doesn't do more than that. "I feel the tension here and I'm about to back away slowly… " She trailed off as she starts backing away, retracing her steps when she came here.I give her a pleading look and she sighs, walking over to us. "You're scaring her. Stop it." She tells him as she sits beside me, putting her arm around me."Is she a child? Huh Na
A knock on my door causes me to look up, making me finally move from the curled postion I've been in for the past few hours.I wonder who it is, I'm not expecting anyone to come see me. Maybe they came to finally throw me out of the house, they all seemed really angry then. I kept staring at the door expecting the person to come in because the door wasn't locked.When the person knocks a second time, I am forced to voice out a ‘come in’, my eyes still on the door waiting to see who was at my door.Slowly the door opens, and Saint walks into the room slowly, his shoes clicking against the tiled floor. He sweeps the room with his eyes and his lips form a frown when he doesn't see me.“Micini?" He calls out, his voice sounding cold and yet my name coming from his lips sends some sort of heatwave down my body.Come to think of it, I don't think he has ever said my name.“I'm down here." I say, barely audible. I don't think he heard me. I'm about to clear my throat and talk a bit louder
_Santino’s POV_I leave her room just as Luca turns a corner, about to go down the staircase. .“Luca." I call his name and he stops, turning to look at me with a knowing smirk on his face and I fight the urge to wipe the look off his face with my fists. “I just knew you would chase after me." He says smugly, leaning against the wall with his arm folded across his chest.Luca is my younger brother with a seven years difference between us. He's not just my younger brother, he's practically my son because I raised him.After the death of our mother he started hating me and we drifted apart.He's only doing this to piss me off and I know it, he probably took an interest in Micini just because he thinks I'm interested in her. Not that he's wrong.“This is about Minny,isn't it?”He asks and my fists fold by my sides, hating the nickname he calls her. I see how you look at her.” He says and my eyes snaps to him, waiting for what he would say next.“I see the way your eyes follow her every
_Micini’s POV_I stood still in shock as he claimed my lips with his, my eyes widened like saucers.What is happening… .I clamp my lips shut when his tongue pokes at me, asking for entrance into my mouth, when I don't grant him access he bites down on my lips harshly causing me to cry out in pain, which he used as an opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth.I could feel the hard muscles under his shirt as he presses his body against mine, my hands still hanging above my head. Our kiss intensifies when I finally give in to him, kissing him back.He holds my wrist together with one hand, using the other to hold me tightly against him, like he wanted our bodies to fuse and become one. After a few moments of kissing, he starts peppering my neck with kisses earning a moan from me.I am surprised by the sound that comes out from my lips.“You. Are. Mine." He says in-between kisses before his teeth clamped down on my neck. “Ow." I screamed out in pain pushing him away with a glare.
The next day came by fast without me seeing Santino, which made me wonder if he was avoiding me. He had stormed out of my room yesterday and I don't think I was ready to face him again after the kiss we shared.“Minny.” Natalie whined in my ears, snapping me out of my thoughts, I turned to meet her eyes, immediately looking away when I meet her puppy dog eyes.I can't give in to her. Earlier, Natalie had dressed me up for school while ignoring all protests made by me. Really no surprise there, but at times I wished she listened to me.“I really don't want to, please." I plead with her, hoping she hears the desperation in my voice and lets me be. We were currently standing in the living room where she was trying to convince me to come with her.“It won't be that bad, promise. " She whined like a child once again while clutching my arm tightly.I tried to pull my arm out of her grasp hoping she would see how desperate I was and let go. All my years with Daniel and I never went to a
_Santino’s POV_"Saint?” I hear her ask in a vulnerable tone, her voice barely audible, causing a swirl of emotions in me. She stared up at me with large eyes, looking confused like she didn't expect to see me here, because she obviously didn't.I didn't miss the tears in her eyes, barely few seconds away from breaking free and staining her beautiful face.She would look so beautiful when she cried.I turn my attention to the boy that almost made her cry and he takes a step back, fear clearly written on his face.I am the only one that can make her cry and I would kill whosoever brings a tear to her face.“Saint." She whimpers, grabbing my shirt with her tiny hands as a tear slides down her cheek, instantly sparking my anger.“Saint, wha-what are you doing here?” He stutters in fear, looking between Micini and I.Since he knows who I am, his family should be doing a business with mine, making it even easier to destroy him.“Where's Natalie, love?” I ask her softly as I controlled my
I walked down the hallway, my mind filled with confusion and guilt. I had left Luca's room in a rush after kissing him, I couldn't stand seeing the look on his face when I broke off our kiss. To me, it felt as if I was deceiving him, and maybe I was. I had kissed him less than thirty minutes after his brother touched me and I felt dirty. The kiss with Luca still lingered on my Lips but it didn't feel right. Not in the way it should have. Not in the way it felt with Saint.And for some reason, my thoughts kept spiraling back to Saint; I couldn't forget the way he looked at me when I was with his brother.Like I had betrayed him.Why does he have this effect on me? I chose Luca... didn't I?And besides, Saint had Ciara so it really shouldn't matter much. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going.At that moment I just needed to escape and clear my head to figure out what the hell I was doing.Before I realized it, the mansion's familiar corridors gave way to unfamiliar doors
I swallowed hard, my pulse racing as both brothers stared at me, waiting for an answer.They had just put me on the spot and I was forced to face my emotions.Two pairs of eyes pinned me to the spot, both the same color but they held different emotions.My mind was scrambling, searching for something, anything that would clear the tension between them.Wait, what was I stressing myself over?.. I could just say the truth, what was the point in lying? It was Luca’s room after allLuca is my boyfriend. I was standing in front of Luca's door. I had come here to see Luca.Isn't that what I should say since it was the truth? So why was I hesitating?Was it because of Saint?“I came for Luca,” I said quietly, my voice barely above a whisper. “This is his room, isn't it? I didn’t know you’d be here, Saint.”Saint’s eyes darkened, his jaw tightening as my words hit him.He was expecting me to pick him...He wanted me to say that I was here for him, but why was that?I didn't know he would be
I leaned against the wall, my chest still heaving from what happened with Saint.What was he trying to gain by doing that?Wasn't it bad enough that I was already conflicted?He just had to come and make me feel things I didn't want to feel.And the look he had given me, 'You belong to me.' But I was with Luca now, why doesn't he understand that?!'But Lucas doesn't make your heart race just like he does.' That tiny voice in my head said and I knew it was right.But still, what had I done? Luca is the one I'm dating, not Saint.I shouldn’t have let him touch me. Worse, I shouldn’t have wanted it. Yet, I had stood here silently, still wanting more.A lump formed in my throat as I slid down the wall, resting my head against my knees.I didn't go through all these problems while I was with Daniel.I don't recall what he had done to me these past two years that I had forgotten, but I'm certainly giving relationship advice to the boy I liked wasn't going to be one.Heck, if Daniel found o
I felt Natalie's eyes on me, and I tried to ignore it, but it was difficult to. Eating was difficult with her eyes pinning me down, threatening to suffocate me. "Micini, don't you think you have some explaining to do?" Natalie asked and I finally raised my head to look at her. Her eyes held fury as they flickered between Luca and me. She looked like I had wronged her so much and I struggled to find out how.I had simply started dating Luca even though I had no feelings for him, I didn't do anything wrong."Don't question her, Natal-" Luca started, but Natalie was quick to cut him off. "Oh. Stay away from this. You have zero rights to put your unneeded opinion in my business," She hissed, glaring at him. "Your business but yet you're questioning my girlfriend about our relationship," Luca fired back, maintaining eye contact with her.They both looked like they were about to have each other's throats any moment from now.I looked between them both, unsure of what to do. Natalie s
_Micini's POV_I had gone to Natalie's room immediately after that, Luca not letting me go see Saint like I wanted to. He kissed my forehead before I went into the room, but for some reason, I didn't get butterflies like I should have. It felt different from when Saint touched my skin and I didn't like it. I pushed open the door slowly, worried that Natalia would be awake but luckily for me her legs were sprawled out on the bed as she snored lightly. I smiled a little at the sight, her comfort never failing to amuse me. I immediately walked to the bed, pushing her legs aside and lying down next to her. The warmth of the blankets wrapped around me and I tried my best to sleep but I was unable to. My thoughts ran at a thousand miles per hour and I struggled to stop them. Luca's kiss on my forehead lingered in my mind. He said we were dating before I lost my memories, then I must have had some kind of feeling for him. Then why didn’t I feel the same as when Saint had missed me.
My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach, goosebumps rising on my arms.The guard instantly placed himself in front of me, gun in hand.Why did the lights go off? And who has opened the door? Thoughts of Daniel coming to take me away filled me with fear, and I grabbed the guard's shirt. If anything he was going to protect me. "Who's there? Show yourself!" He growled, cocking the gun. There was a figure at the door but we were barely able to see his face. Silently, he stepped towards us and I took a step back, my heart racing in my chest. I was so close to having a heart attack and peeing myself. Just when I was about to scream, the lights came on and Luca stared at me with a confused expression.He looked like he was surprised to see us both here, staring between me and the guard. "Luca?" I hissed, stepping away from the guard who instantly lowered his gun.Luca took out his earphones, looking between me and the guard."What are you doing here?" I hissed at him. I was so terr
"Santino!" I gasped as I pushed up from the bed, breathing heavily. My chest heaved up and down as I panted, my body covered in sweat. It seemed like I had a nightmare, but who is Santino? The name Santino rang a bell in my head but I couldn't quite place a finger on who he was. He seemed to be one of the people I had forgotten, just like Saint and Natalie. And how did I get to the bed? I wondered, turning to look at Natalie who was still asleep. My head ached terribly as I tried to remember what I did last because I couldn't recall getting on this bed and falling asleep. It seemed like Natalia had been with me since then; her soft breaths echoed through the room, an indication that she was fast asleep.That's right. We were talking to Saint about the mole when Lucas came in. He claimed he was my boyfriend because I was mad at Saint and blamed Saint for what happened to me that way. I tried to remember that particular day, but I was unable to, and then I passed out. But could
"What are you staring at Micini?" Natalia asked and I turned to her sharply. She stared at me with concern in her eyes, holding me against herself gently.Can they not see Daniel? He wants to shoot us!My mind screamed in fear and I tried to push them to a corner. My heart pounded in my chest in terror, the fear of not being able to save ourselves looming over me. I needed to warn them about Daniel. "What's wrong Micini? Are you okay?" Both Ciara and Natalie looked at me concerned."We need to hide before Dan-" I turned back to where he stood only to find that spot empty. What? Where is he?"Daniel?" They both turned and looked behind us. "Where's Daniel?" Ciara asked, looking around, confused."I swear I saw Daniel standing there right now," I pointed at the corner he was previously, begging them to believe me. There's no way I had imagined that he was here. "There's no one there Micini. I think you're still in shock," Ciara said and I turned to her. Her eyes held pity for me
I did as Saint had ordered, peeling my clothes off my body and letting it fall to the floor. Last night had unlocked something in me, something that couldn't last without the feel of Saint's hands against my skin. A raging fire that threatened to burn me badly. And oh, how I do love playing with the flames. It was as if something had been freed inside me, something I had locked up all this time while I was with Daniel. I had been reluctant about last night, but it was surprisingly not as painful as I expected my first time to be. I stared up at Saint in anticipation, waiting for his next order. Saint walked up to me in mindful steps, wrapping his arms around my throat and pulling me to him. Our lips connected in a fiery passion, his tongue diving into my mouth and exploring. I instantly wrapped my arms around him, my hands roaming around his body. I could feel my core throbbing, my pussy dripping and I wondered if he felt my desire for him. Does he feel the same thing I felt