This is starting to look like a race. Who do you think will be first to deal with Lombardi?
"Whatever it is you're planning, don't even think about it," Paulo says, barging into my room. His loyalty to her is sickening. But I also have to admit that I wouldn't mind having someone like him by my side. He would die for that bitch in a heartbeat. "Hello Paulo. Long time no see. Still not tired of that spoiled brat's cunt?" "I won't hesitate to kill you if you do anything to her. You know me" "What will it take to get you over to my side?" "Nothing. You're not half the woman she is so nothing you offer will ever get me to betray her. Get that straight through your head" "Everyone has a price. I just have to find yours" I tell him unzipping my dress and letting it fall to the floor. His eyes darken and I know I'm right. At the end of the day, he's still a man. A bisexual one but still a man "I was going to take a nap but on second thought, I think I'll take a shower. Wanna join me?" "I've seen better Carina" he's referring to Marianna. That witch. I admit she's blessed
This woman is a feisty little thing. I got that when we bumped into each other at the party but I thought it was because she was a spoiled brat. Except she's not which makes me wonder why she's acting like this towards her only other family. She hasn't stopped pounding on my chest for allowing her sister to stay. I don't get what the deal is between them. If anything I thought Marianna would be happy to see another familiar face. I wanted her to be comfortable in my house and Carina said she couldn't stay at the Lombardi mansion on her own with the men left behind. She was scared the guys might take advantage of her. And what do I get for trying to help? A hysterical woman. Grabbing both her wrists, I say "Stop it, Marianna. You're acting like a spoiled brat" "I am a spoiled brat you asshole. Tell her to leave, I don't want to stay in the same house with her" "Where will she go?" "She's free to do whatever she fucking wants. I don't care where goes but she has to leave" "Firs
The next few days pass by slowly. Marianna has been picking fights with Carina every chance she gets and they're driving me insane. I understand why their father shipped them off to different continents. On top of that, Fausto is nowhere to be seen. That bastard disappeared after stealing a huge amount of money from me. I'm trying to keep a cool head so I don't end up blowing his wife's brains out but it's not easy. It takes guts to steal from me and disappear, leaving your wife and children behind. I sent some of my guys to his house and wasn't surprised that they didn't find him there. I want to know where he got the audacity to steal from me and why he left his family behind. Normal thieves pack up everything and move before they're caught. This guy didn't even take his clothes. I'm inclined to think something happened to him but I can't make decisions based on my thoughts. I need proof. Sometimes people surprise you and I hate surprises. I need to make sure he didn't skip town wi
I can't stand living in the same house with that witch. She's driving me crazy. Already, she has everyone eating out of the palm of her hands. Aside from baking cupcakes for these morons, she's been serving them and playing miss goody two shoes. Yesterday she dressed like a slut and opened a car wash. These idle assholes spent all day watching her wiggle her ugly ass while she cleaned their cars. The day before that? She asked them if they had any dirty laundry so she could wash them along with hers. It's an act. She's pretending to be the good sister to make me look mad. And I hate that she can do whatever she wants. All the men in this house have been keeping a distance from me because De Luca told them to. He doesn't want anyone getting close to me so they wouldn't spill any secrets. Which would make sense if they acted like members of one of the biggest criminal organizations in this country. But they don't. I've been here for over a week and if I didn't know who they were I would
I knew this was some kind of trap. When Marianna told me what she heard, I told her it would be best to verify everything before reporting back to Lombardi. Men like De Luca don't go around talking about their plans openly. This might be his house, but I'm sure some deals require a great amount of secrecy in order for them to push through. In this business, there are enemies everywhere. Even walls have ears. The amount of listening devices I've found in the Lombardi mansion over the past year has been unbelievable. That's why I know De Luca wouldn't go around blurting out anything unless he was setting a trap. The plan was for me to go to the location Mari heard them talking about and see if there really was a shipment. Chances are it's a batch of drugs or guns. If we get lucky, I would follow them, see where they hide it then text her the location. After that, she would decide whether to tell her father or not. Mari is clever. I especially love how she keeps some things to herself. U
I could kill someone, anyone would do right now. Normally when someone crosses me, I just put a bullet between their eyes. Or torture them until I feel better. But this time the culprit is nowhere to be found. All I have is his wife and kids. Unless he comes back for them, they're useless to me. I hate that Fausto put me in this position. It doesn't matter if I find him or not, I will have to trust a complete stranger with my books. Finding someone I can trust again will be a pain. He used to be one of my rival's accountant. The guy tried to steal from me in a deal and I finished him off. When Fausto pleaded with me saying he could be useful, I believed him and he has never let me down until now. I hate traitors. I would prefer you try to kill me rather than betray me. If he's not dead yet, I won't feel good killing him. After all, he's served me well. But what has to happen will happen. Even if he decides to give me back the money he stole, he will still die. For both our sakes, I h
"CRIS!" Nev shouts making me press the slow-down button on the treadmill I've been running on. "What?" "I've been yelling your name for a few minutes now. Are you deaf?" God, this man has got some big balls. Talking to me like that when he knows how pissed I am right now. He should thank my mother for being alive. Mamma treats him as her own flesh and blood so I can't kill him because she will never forgive me. "What do you want, Nev?" "We found something. Come on" he walks out forcing me to follow him. We walk all the way to the front gate and I'm thinking this better be important or someone will die. To my left down the road, there is a car parked there. As much as this is private property, people, especially my enemies have the habit of strolling around the area looking for clues or just trouble. My men have strict instructions not to harm anyone unless they attack first. No need to start a war with stupid idiots who think they can get anything from walking outside my house.
Fuck, the police are not our most favorite visitors. Especially when we have five bodies to get rid of. I'm hoping they came in from the right side because Cris made a mess back there. Normally we get along well. No conflicts between us unless it's about whores and even then, I always get my way. He has this habit of treating me like his younger brother when I'm two years older than him. And I let him because I like being taken care of. What I don't like is cleaning up after him. Shooting those guys was a bad call. After we finish dealing with the police, I'll sit him down and give him a piece of my mind. Or try to because when this motherfucker is angry, his ears stop working. "Keep your cool Cris. I don't want to have to bail you out of jail" "Why the hell are the police here? Since when do they have the guts to visit my home without an invitation?" "Okay, so you're not going to calm down. I will deal with them. Don't worry" "Nev, do I look worried?" No. He looks pissed and
Is it weird that I'm comparing Marco's kiss to the one I had back in the hospital with that man? It wasn't even a kiss to begin with, just a peck. But when Marco kissed me yesterday, my reaction to him was different. He was sweet, and gentle and told me to get some rest after. He didn't even try to grab my ass or tits. Not that the other man did. But with Marco, I didn't want more like I did with him. He didn't calm my mind or make me feel safe. It was just a kiss.Except that's the reason I can't get over this. Since when does a kiss make me feel safe? I'm convinced everyone is lying to me. There's no way they don't know who the man from the hospital is. I've checked everyone's phones to try and see if I can maybe find a picture of him. So far I haven't found anything. What's even weirder is that my phone doesn't have any photos I could have taken for the past seven months. Someone deleted everything and I know that because I post on Instagram a lot. There is no way I didn't take an
I finally understand why Marianna was so insistent we follow Carina to this island. It’s like a little slice of heaven. A place where the real world fades away. I guess you can call this my first vacation ever. Growing up, my mother never let me do anything other than study. There was no room for failure because if I didn’t excel in every subject, I’d never make it into the police academy. I wouldn’t call my life miserable, but it was far from easy. There were so many things I never got to experience because she wouldn’t allow it. Birthdays, sleepovers, or even trips. While other kids stayed up playing video games, I was busy studying so I could get the perfect score. I wasn't allowed to visit my classmate's houses or go to the arcade after school. The few friends I did manage to make finally unfriended me because my mother would come to pick me up at school and drive them away with her strictness. She drilled the importance of studying in my head. And I understood it was, I just cou
"What the fuck Cris? How many times have we talked about how to use a condom?" Nev spits his eyes blazing. He's pissed that he had to cancel his plans because some pregnant whore showed up here claiming I'm the father of the baby she's carrying. Like I was the one who told him to cancel. And as if my life isn't hard enough, this has to happen. What the hell am I supposed to do with a kid when I'm such a mess? The irony of this is that a few months ago, I was ready to have a child. With my wife, not some whore I might have slept with when I was drunk. "I've never slept with anyone without using a condom" I defend myself but of course, Nev knows how to push my buttons. "Really? Then why is it that you've gotten two women pregnant in the last eight months?" Way to rub salt in my wound asshole. "Fuck you. You say that as if you don't have a kid" I throw back. He of all people shouldn't judge me but he's right. I've been careless. "Besides we don't know if that kid is mine" "Do you r
"Marco..." "Dinner first or we watch the sunset then have dinner after?" he asks cutting me off. "Dinner" I need to keep my hands busy and my ass glued to a chair before I run away from here. That's something else I don't understand. Why do I feel like running? This man has been nothing but sweet to me. Not once did he force me to do anything I didn't want. So why is my instinct telling me to run? "Come on then. Let's eat. I found the best chef around to prepare the food" he walks ahead pulling out the chair for me. As I'm sitting a thought flits through my mind, making me drop on the seat unceremoniously. I'm going to wine and dine you first then take you home and fuck you till the sun comes up. What the fuck? "Carina, are you okay?" Marco's voice startles me. "What? Yeah, I'm fine" "Are you sure? I lost you there for a second" "It's nothing. I'm okay" "Good. Well, your... What are they anyway? Employees or friends?" "Both" "Right. I asked them what you liked and I was to
I'm kind of mad I forgot about the other vacation. This place is as close as you can get to paradise. Gianna found herself a hot Spanish guy and I've barely seen her since then. Simona's guy is a black Idris Elba's look-alike she hasn't stopped showing off and Paulo and Silvano have been MIA since they found their dream girl. Her name is Helena, a bombshell blonde who was more than happy to accommodate them. We had dinner yesterday and they introduced her to me. Judging by the way Sil was talking, I think they're planning on taking her home with them. Marianna and Damiano disappeared all right. I haven't seen them since we got here. That was three days ago. It's as if they all came here to get laid. And I might feel bad about being left alone except I'm not. Mark turned out to be Marco Schiavone and he has been a pleasure. When I first met him, I thought he was kind. Not everyone will go around offering to help you. I believe he knew who I was all along, and now that he's revealed hi
I didn't bring Fabian with me today but knowing him, he's probably somewhere waiting for my call. I don't need him because I'm done drinking and getting wasted. My business is my priority now. We're still on shaky ground and if it wasn't for Nevio, I'm sure there would be nothing to return to. I might feel like punching him most of the time but I also know no one will ever have my back the way he does. And during this time, he's proven his loyalty to me. If it was someone else, they might have taken advantage of my situation to push me out. But not him. When I get home, he's waiting for me with another piece of news. It's as if he spends all day collecting information from all over the world and then waits for me to get home so he can report. Eighty percent of the time, his report has nothing to do with the organization and more to do with Carina. Yes, I can say her name now without feeling like some invisible force is trying to squeeze my heart. I'm guessing my changed feelings have
I finally decided to talk to my mother because ignoring her wasn't going to solve anything. After three long months, I realized that even drinking won't answer my questions, which to be honest, have kept piling up as each day went by. Before I even start accepting who I am, I need to know why she lied to me for all these years. Why she made me hate Lombardi knowing he was my biological father. The real reason Lombardi killed my father. While I was drunk, it occurred to me that their feud had nothing to do with business. Papa found out I was his best friend's son so he went to confront him. If the truth was already out, why kill him? My father could have threatened Lombardi with kicking me out or even sending me away but that was no reason to kill him. The fucker was powerful. He could have found me one way or another. I think he would have enjoyed turning me against the man who I worshipped. That would have been a better revenge than killing him. I can't help but wonder if there's mo
"I won't share my room with you. As a matter of fact, you'll disappear the moment we get there" "Thank you. I promise you won't even know we're there" "We?" "Yeah. Damiano is coming too" I roll my eyes just as Simona walks in "Isn't he busy with running the organization?" "I'm sure Giovanni can handle everything while we're away. How long will we be gone? I need to know how many clothes I should pack" "Three weeks or maybe longer" "What, you're actually going to let her come with us?" Simona asks glaring at Marianna. She sticks her tongue out at Simona then leaves, to probably go and tell her boyfriend about the good news "She's such a brat. Why did you agree to let her come? You know how she is" "Relax. I told her we were only giving them a ride. The second we get there, they'll disappear" "She better. We so need to get holiday boyfriends. Especially some hot foreigners who don't speak English and are really good in bed. Last time we didn't get to have fun because De Lu..."
"Oh my God, Paulo, that woman is driving me insane. I feel like pulling my hair out. How many times do I have to tell her I don't want anything?" "She only wants to take care of you, babe. Don't be like that" "If she asks whether I'm okay one more time, I swear I'll shoot her" Paulo chuckles and I want to shoot him too "Why are you laughing? Do you think this is funny?" "No. It's just that you said the same thing a few months ago before we took off to the Maldives" "Maldives? Are you telling me we went to the Maldives and I forgot about it?" I screech feeling like shooting someone for real. How could I forget going there? I've seen the photos on their website and that place looks like heaven. It was among my top places to visit once I got rid of Padre. Why the fuck would I forget that? "At least tell me we met some hot guys and had wild sex on the beach" "There were hot guys alright but you were too busy to notice them" "Busy with what?" he shakes his head and I realize this is