I wake up early but without Marco by my side. I'm still unsure what is happening or why I agreed to stay. It was a foolish choice to make so quickly. Yet, with Marco, quick is the only option I have. His presence makes me rush.After showering and dressing, I walk out. I want to find Marco. I look towards Hugh, but he doesn't speak."Really? Usually, you're quick to tell me where he is." I laugh slightly."Right now, he needs space, Miss Salvadore." Hugh's words are simple."I can just search every room until I find him." I begin walking to the office, with Hugh following at a distance. Opening the door, it is empty. I continue to walk around the house, looking into rooms.I didn't think of the Gym. I also don't want to walk into a room that is his mum's or dad's. My thoughts stop as I bump into someone, stepping back I look at Dario."And where are you taking Hugh for a walk to?" He grins at me, and I laugh."It wouldn't be a walk if he just told me where Marco was." Turning, I glare
I stay watching as she sleeps in my bed, I expected her to freak out knowing what I did, but she didn't. Not even slightly. Lifting the sheet to cover her body, I get sorted and walk out, leaving her to sleep.Walking into the kitchen, I can see they are already close to finishing dinner. Maybe I should wake her, as I doubt she had breakfast."Elmay, can you please move Lucia's stuff from her room to mine." I don't know where that came from, maybe so she won't be tempted to walk around the house naked under a dress again?"Right away, Sir." She begins to leave."Don't wake her, please." I watch as she nods and leaves. Turning, I go through to my office. Just as I sit down, the door opens."Where were you?" I look up and see Lorenzo. He's hurt. "I called Marco!""I was busy Lorenzo. What is wrong?""Have you seen Dario? He was acting strange this morning, and now he's vanished.""Should you not be training?"His eyes widen. "Are you joking? I'm worried about Dario."Sighing, I nod. "Da
Waking alone, I look around the room. I'm still in Marco's room, which is unexpected. I thought he would have carried me back to mine.Sighing, I climb from the bed, knowing I need to eat. Glancing around the floor, I don't see my dress. Walking to a door, I pull it open and stop. Bathroom, that won't help. Opening another door, I gasp.It's almost as big as the bedroom. On one side of the room are Marco's clothes and footwear. I stare at the opposite side of the room, becoming confused when I see my clothes there.Stepping in, I look at the mirror that covers the entire wall. There is a large seating area in the centre as well. Grabbing some of my underwear and a dress, I get ready and leave.Walking down, I hear noise. I stop when I see Matteo with Iz."He's in his office." He smiles at me, and I quickly walk past and go into the office."Afternoon, little sis." Dario hugs me and laughs before leaving. He's so freaking crazy."Go to the kitchen and get something to eat, please, litt
After nearly half an hour, I find Marco in what I can only describe as an almost empty room. It has a sofa in the corner, a single bookcase, and nothing but space. It isn't a big room either, probably one of the smallest ones I have found so far.It's as if they decided to put furniture in this room and then decided, why bother? We have so many other rooms we can use.He's stood with his back to me, leaning against the bookcase. His finger strokes down the book's spine, and I feel it along my own spine. Shaking slightly, I step forward."Out Lucia." I step closer, ignoring his words. "God, why the fuck do you never listen!"I laugh slightly. "You know Marco, I see the truth behind every part of you. They all see you as the greatest, bow down to your every word and request, and practically kneel at your feet. What do you do, Marco?"I step closer, and he looks at me, confused."You complain! I stood there and just saw the truth behind your mask. You, for some reason, find happiness in
I hold her on my lap; her eyes stay focused on mine, and I can't turn my eyes away from hers. They drag me in, and I drown within them. Who the fuck is this woman?She chases me down, hunting me almost when I want to hide. When I want to hide the shame and the problems and force myself to not feel, she is right there, hunting me so I can't.No one else ever put this much effort in to make me be me, even if just for a moment. I've lived most of my life knowing I shouldn't feel or show emotion. Doing it all the time makes it hard to break out of the habit.I should have reacted more when Lorenzo was shot, but it was far easier to hide it all.But fuck. She just tore me open, stepped inside me like I was her favourite outfit, touched every part of me and instantly knew my secrets, my weaknesses, and what I wanted. For so long, I wanted someone who would let me stain them with my evil, with the darkness that consumes me.And fuck does she do it. She takes it like it is nothing. She craves
I watch Marco disappear into his office. Opting not to follow as I know he will be on a business call, I walk towards where his family are.Dario stands smiling."We have been ordered to ensure you eat Miss Salvadore. Food will be ready soon." I nod to the woman and watch her walk away. Moving, I sit next to Iz."Want to hold her?"I turn to Matteo and shake my head. Babies and I don't go well, I think, anyway. I laugh slightly. "I would probably drop her."He rolls his eyes laughing. "Highly unlikely, here." He moves and passes her to me. I manoeuvre her into my arms until it feels right. She stays asleep the entire time, not phased by being moved.Smiling down at her, I consider Rose and how old her baby would be now. Guilt burns me as I realise it's my fault she is dead. It's my fault that her baby never got to live. If we had told our father, would he have been more considerate in ordering my death?"Are you okay?" I feel the baby disappear from my hands, and someone's hands grip
Walking in, I find the table and sit. A woman walks over and smiles at me."Would you like your usual Mr Pesci?""Yes, please." I watch as she walks off. A moment later, she returned with a glass."Would you like a dancer, Mr Pesci?""I'm good, thank you." She doesn't reply; she just turns and walks away. The booth is filled with the music from outside. A few minutes later, the curtain moves, and he walks in."Marco. Nice to see you again." Sighing, I look at Arlo."What is the point of this meeting, Arlo?" Picking up a cigar, I light it, using it as a distraction."Just because the wedding is off, Marco, that does not mean I don't still want to work with you." A woman walks in and glances between us as he stops talking."Can I get you a drink, sir?" She looks at him."Rum, please." He winks."Can I get you a refill, Mr Pesci?""Please." I smile at her."Dancer, Sir?" She looks at Arlo, I shake my head, and he nods."Your finest, please, two if you have spare." She walks off."Arlo, w
I stay cuddled against Marco and fall asleep in his arms. Waking, I feel better than yesterday, and I'm still in bed with Marco wrapped around me. I'm going to have to get used to waking up without him in bed.I can't expect him to be here all the time."Right, a few things." His words cause me to groan."Can I get coffee first?" I open my eyes and peer up at him."Sure, but once we leave this bed, we're not returning to it."I pout at his words."Fine, what things?" I sigh."Firstly, I need to explain what you saw. I met with Arlo, Roxy's father." I look at him, shocked. That is who the guy was? "He requested we meet at that place. I refused the dancer, and then he arrived and requested two. I was resistant to start, but he questioned why."I nod. "It's fine." I'm over it now. I realised quickly he couldn't avoid everything he had before."It's not. Had he known, then I would have said why. That brings me to the next thing." He grips my hand and plays with the ring. "This, what are y
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