I can’t just do nothing. It isn’t who I am, so I left her in the shower and I went to the office and began to look through the things that I had been sent on them.Each file is named, I start with the girls, then go through the guys, and the last one is Harry. I don’t trust him, and I don’t know why. I also recognise him, and I don’t know why.Sighing, I flick through it but there’s not much. They need longer to get more in-depth information. So until I have it, I will keep a closer eye on Harry.“You’re fucking paranoid.” Lorenzo slouches back and laughs.“You know him from school, tell me about him.” He sighs and holds out his hand. I give him the file, his eyes widening and he laughs.“Don’t, joke.” I can’t do jokes right now.“Okay, so Harry was the boy in school who was seen as the toughest one. He was weak as shit. All the girls wanted to fuck him, but most were disappointed after.”“I don’t care about his fucking habits, Lorenzo. I need to know what sort of person he is.”“Why
While looking at dresses, Alice acts weird. She keeps glancing towards the door, but when I ask, she says she’s okay. After finding her dress, we joined the others. I keep leaving when people come to drop off gifts.Sitting as we talk, I explain more about the night my dad had drugged me to sell me. Now they understand how it happened. They all looked shocked, and while I wanted to act like it was nothing, I had to tell them. There’s a chance something would be mentioned by Marco or one of the others, and it would raise questions.So now everyone knows, not in full detail, just he drugged me, and let people essentially test drive me before putting in offers. I find myself laughing a lot. Harry keeps trying to touch me, which is weird. It’s sly moves, like his finger stroking the side of my leg. Sometimes he reaches past me to get something and purposes rubs his arm across my legs.I’ve moved a few times to put space between us, but he moves over again. Jane also looks at me, worried,
After Harry was cleared up things settled down more. While I have been busy with business and sorting out the wedding, Lucia has been home and spending more time with her friends. She has been seeing those guests that Caiu sent.Now, though, Hugh stays in the room. I know she is having a family meal with them today. I don’t get what Caiu hopes to gain from it.Her friends seem to call around a lot, no doubt because they know I’m constantly out. I’m leaving the night of the wedding, so I need to ensure nothing can go wrong while I am away. That means I’m doing as much work now as I can.So many more deals were made, and I watched her with my laptop open the entire time. I can’t stop. I wake before her and leave, and when I get back, I carry her to bed, fuck her, and she passes out. Then I’m gone again before she wakes.I do miss her. I’m hoping we can have some time together on Saturday.“About one week.” I look up, confused. “Lorenzo’s next fight, it’s about a week away.”“Who is he f
I stay in bed with Marco and watch him sleep, after half an hour of cuddling into him, I climb out of bed. Getting dressed and packing a bag I carry it downstairs.“Hey, sis.” Dario hugs me. “He finally asleep?”Nodding I laugh. “Finally, he thinks I’m with him so he might actually sleep.” I place my bag down.“You ready for your night away?”“Honestly, no, it feels weird.” I laugh, and he nods.“Your guests are coming soon, are they not?” Matteo looks at me.“Yeah.” I’m not looking forward to it. I don’t get why they didn’t want Marco there. They tried to reassure me it was because of the tradition where the woman spends time alone with her family. I’m not family, though, or I don’t feel like it.“Don’t worry, you will be fine. There will be multiple soldiers in there. They are getting everything set up.” Dario hugs me and walks away. Sighing, I take the bag and place it at the front door. Walking through to the kitchen I look around.“Miss Salvadore, most of the food is almost ready
Waking from the sleep they insisted I take, I got ready and walked down, the music telling me they had already started. Walking through, I see them sitting with the cards while drinking and laughing.“Finally, he’s alive!” Dario laughs, my eyes rolling at the woman sitting on his lap. Walking over, I grab a drink and sit down.“I’m alive. You started without me?”“It was getting late.” Lorenzo shrugs. Sitting we play a few games, I pick up my phone, scroll through and I go to Lucia’s messages, the phone disappears from my hand.“No women tonight!” Dario looks at me, I point around the room at the women. “They are different.”“Do they have to be naked?”“Yes!” Everyone says it together and I roll my eyes.“I promised not to touch, I never said I wouldn’t look.” Lorenzo grins at me.“We will see.” I doubt he will stick to that later when he’s drunk. Sitting we continue to play cards.“So the plan is, Iz’s soldiers will be here with her. The others I have will replace the ones you want t
We spend the morning alone together, except for the moments we have to be perfect hosts to guests dropping off gifts. All the gifts have been showcased, as I call it, in the main room on the larger table.The only gift that isn’t, is the one from Giovi, which Marco insisted wasn’t exactly a wedding gift, more a welcome to the family gift. I still remember it, after Mr Olson left Marco had picked up the box and asked what it was.When I explained, and he opened it, he was visibly shocked. There was a look that said he knew something, or was hiding something. Then well, he insisted I put it in the bedroom as it wasn’t a wedding gift.I peer across at him, his eyes on the phone. Sure he said it’s just us today, but he’s been on the phone all day, constantly working. I wonder how he will cope tomorrow, or will we be saying our vows and him be sending messages from his phone?He looks up and sees me staring at him. “Sorry.”“If it’s important, just sort it.” I have a feeling he’s trying to
I stand in the pool with her wrapped around my body. I know I promised only to get someone to follow her, but I need to tell Lorenzo. He’s already worried and considering following her.That means he will uncover things in a bad way. I can just imagine his hurt when he sees her with a man and a baby. So I will tell him, but ensure he knows nothing is to be done or said. I smile down at Lucia, her hands running down my chest.I’m lucky to be here right now. If I had married Roxy quickly, this would be so fucking different. I would never get to marry Lucia or walk into events with her on my arm. She would be a secret like Alice is with that guy.My mind flashes images at me, images of Lucia married to another man but carrying my child. It would have been hidden. Lied about. I was about to fuck up my whole life.“You’re thinking hard there. That vein is alive that says you’re thinking hard.” Her finger strokes along it.“Not thinking hard, just grateful.”“Of?” She peers up at me.“Grate
I woke alone in the room that began this whole journey. The other side of the bed is cold, and that hurts. I know we aren’t meant to be together. I just hoped Marco would stay and break the rules. The light knocking has me climb from the bed. Wrapping the gown around myself, I smile.“Morning, bride!” Felicity pulls me from the room. “Breakfast with us ladies. Then get ready.” She is so fucking energetic. Sitting, we eat and talk, I look at Alice, and she keeps glancing towards the clock.I feel fucking awful. “Alice, go.” Her head shakes. “Take your dress, go, and meet us there in two hours or come back here if you have time. It’s fine, honestly.” I can’t imagine how she feels not seeing her baby all night.She hugs me and walks off, and I watch two soldiers leave as well. Are they following her already? Sighing, I try and forget about it for today.“Something wrong?” Felicity looks at me.“No, she just had arrangements. I know it won’t take her long.” She only gets an hour in the mo
I'm so fucking happy. This is the best Christmas ever. She's pregnant, Alex is officially ours, and she's marrying me! Tonight! I left her for a bit. Her dad is here, so they are talking everything out. I wanted to be there but knew she needed space to do it herself. I look across the chairs and other things. She wanted to come outside, but we banned her. She can't see this, not until later. "It's looking good." Lorenzo smiles at me. "Have you considered this, Dario?" Marco looks at me. "She said yes! She said she would marry me." She said yes. "I know, but I mean the whole surprise wedding; she said yes, but that doesn't mean now." "Yes, it does!" She wouldn't say yes if she weren't ready now. She's ready. She will say yes. She will love this. "Okay, calm down, you're too high." Marco chuckles, but I can't. I feel amazing right now. "How is it going with her dad?" Matteo looks at me. "No idea. I gave her space." I'm giving her space. "Matteo, he's staying at your house toni
I walked out of the room feeling sickened. Not so much that he had slept with my mother, more he slept with me purely because I looked like her. Like in his mind, I was her. I need to check on Alex. Walking into his room he's sat up on the bed looking at the book. "Read it?" He holds out the book, and I laugh. "Move over." I climb onto the bed, and he cuddles into me as I read it to him. Today is Christmas. I didn't realise, but Lucia had the baby on Christmas day! It's nearly three. I read to him, watching as he fell asleep. Slowly, my eyes slip closed. I wake feeling someone wrap their arms around me. Glancing behind me, I see Dario. I open my mouth to talk, and he shakes his head. "No. Leave it, little rabbit. Let's just sleep for a couple of hours." He holds onto me, and I fall asleep, with him and Alex cuddling me. I need to get answers later. I wake up in bed alone. Neither Alex nor Dario are here. Climbing from the bed, I go to our room and begin to get ready. "Little ra
So far, this guy hasn't been forthcoming. It's Christmas, and we're wasting time on him. Sure, we could just forget him and go to bed for as few hours as possible before getting up, but he's a risk. Alice came to get the baby, and Lucia is currently resting. So this needs sorting now. He's not someone who can be trusted alone, even with soldiers. "I never would have hurt her." I look up, confused. "Evaline, my plan was never to touch her or harm her. Weirdly, she is just like her mother. She's amazing." "How did you meet her mum?" I want to get her answers. "I had just taken down a target and was ready to leave when I saw her. I was twenty-eight, and she was thirty-nine. She was so different. She was so amazing I just went over and said hi, which is how it began. At that point, Evaline was born." "Did you see Evaline?" "No!" His head shakes. "I never did; we had been sleeping together for years. She wouldn't let me see Evaline. She spoke of her. He found out about the affair and
I look at Marco. He's heard nothing. "It's Christmas. Maybe just leave it until after today?" Lorenzo looks at me. "I can't do much, Lorenzo." I can't do anything without information that we don't have. "This is your first official Christmas with Evaline, don't fuck it up." Our dad looks at me, and I know he's right. The gunshot has us all jump up and rush out. I watch as a window smashes and smoke begins to flood the hall. "Get the women and kids!" Marco screams, rushing upstairs; I grab Luciano, Lorenzo grabs Alice, and I see soldiers follow Marco up to Lucia and Evaline. Carrying Luciano down, I sit him in the safe room. Rushing up, I see someone carrying Alex. "Put it on." I see something throw a mask at me. Placing it on, I rush up and see Evaline fighting to get to Alex's room. "Alex is downstairs, little rabbit, go." I watch as she disappears. Rushing through, I get to our room and see him. Throwing myself at him, someone grabs me and stops, and I watch them grab him. "D
I wake hearing a bang, my eyes adjusting to the darkness. I reach out to Dario, but he isn't there. The sound of gunshots has my body jump up and out of bed. Rushing, I get the gown and wrap it around my body as the windows in the room smash, and smoke begins to fill the room. I rush for the door and hear something. Turning, I look behind me and see someone jump through the window. Running out the door, I get grabbed. Screaming, I go to hit him. "Evaline, go with him!" Marco? I feel them pull me, but I try to get to Alex. I need to get Alex. Screaming, I fight against him. "Alex is downstairs, little rabbit, go." I don't get a chance to respond. I'm just pulled further away. As we reach downstairs, I'm thrown into a room and the door locks. "Evaline, thank god you're okay!" Lucia rushes and hugs me. I look around, Alice, Lucia, Alex, and Luciano are in here, and I believe it's James. I'm not sure which soldier it is. "What is happening?" I look around us. This room has no windo
Dario's arms stay around me as we dance. He started out fine, but in the past week, he's been slowly drowning and getting lost in his mind. I know he's constantly overthinking what is happening. Everything I try fails. Sex works while we're having sex, and then he's back in his head. It's taking so much effort to keep him here and with us. The last thing we need is for something to happen and for him to slip away in his mind and not wait for answers. So, I need to keep his mind off Mad Hatter or Tim, as they haven't been able to find anything. Marco even tried to send a message out for my dad in the hope he would reply and give us something, but it's been silent. I lean up and kiss his lips. "We haven't spoken about how many kids you want." I smile, and he looks at me so damn confused. "Babies, Dario, how many do you want?" "I just want you." My eyes roll. "You have me. We have Alex. I want to know about us making babies. How many?" He seems to be considering it. "I would be hap
It's too quiet, and I don't like quiet, not in this way. Quiet in my head, fine, but this feels wrong. He's gone quiet. He's stopped sending messages out. He's ignoring us. He's planning, he's planning something, what is he planning? I pace the room. Today is Matteo's engagement party. Tomorrow is Christmas. It's too fucking quiet. Quietly, quietly, not a sound. I'm listening and listening. "Dario!" I turn, and Marco is staring at me. "You're singing." He holds out his hands. "We were waiting for you!" "I..." Something is wrong. Quietly, quietly, not a sound. I'm listening and listening. "Dario!" I glance at him. "Get out of your head, focus." I can't focus. It's too quiet. "Okay, tell me what is in your head. You keep singing quietly, quietly, so speak." "It's too quiet." It's too quiet. "Right, and I agree it is. It's unusual. He's gone quiet; he's not responding, but stay out of your head. It's been half an hour. How long have you been standing here pacing and singing in yo
I sit with Dario. His brothers and his dad are facing me. "You slept with him, just say." Marco laughs. "I did, but that isn't it. That time, I never returned; about a year into it, Dale had bought a holiday home. He sent me to it alone and told me not to leave as it wasn't safe. I stayed there for maybe six months. A few weeks after I got there, the guy showed up. He basically moved in with me." I see Carlos' mouth drop open. "He never stayed in one place!" "He stayed with me. Dale would send maybe one message a week saying I wasn't safe and to stay hidden. If I tried messaging him, it wouldn't go through. I told him I couldn't keep calling him Mad Hatter, so he said to call him Tim for now. That wasn't his name, I don't think. He confided in me, told me about his childhood and things, and I know I should have said, but I saw him as a friend." Which was stupid. "And now you don't? Why?" Marco looks at me, waiting. "Because now I realise he was trying to get information from me.
Dario pushes me to sit in a seat and faces me. He's looking at me like I'm about to blow everything up. I feel like I am. I didn't tell him everything, not because I didn't want him to know, but because I had no idea how or if he would handle this. Then, I just figured out things while he was getting Alex in bed. "Little rabbit, please." He looks at me, almost begging. "I didn't tell you everything. I stayed at a small holiday home without Dale for about six months. I have no idea where he went. Tim, or Mad Hatter as we know him, stayed with me." "You knew his fucking name!" "No! I told him I felt awkward calling him Mad Hatter, so he said to call him Tim, which could be his name for now. His name isn't Tim. It's just a name he said to call him, so I didn't have to call him Mad Hatter." "You don't know for sure, little rabbit, why the fuck did you live with him for six months!" "Dale was gone. I don't know where or why. He was just gone. Tim isn't a bad guy, or I thought. Dale h