Go girl. We're right behind you đ
I'm coming out of the kitchen with a beer when Carina comes back. She looks happy and is smiling, an expression I haven't seen on her face for a while. I'm thinking I made a good call by letting them go out. Is it a wonder they're always fighting? They've been cooped up in this house for weeks, throwing glares at each other. Maybe unwinding and coming back with hangovers will give me one day of peace. "Hey," she says surprising me. After letting Paulo punish her for the whole Fausto incident, she's been ignoring me. I wonder why she decided to talk to me again. "Where's Marianna?" "Still partying. I think she needs to dance off her bad attitude. Don't you?" The thought of her grinding on some guy all night doesn't sit well with me but then again I have better things to do. Carina is right about Marianna letting loose. When she left earlier I got the feeling she was scared. I've been living with her for a month and I think I'm starting to understand the mystery that is Marianna
That's why she called. Because she already has another candidate lined up. Maybe I should just invite her over so she can meet Marianna. I wonder how she would react when she finds out the person I have a crush on is Lombardi's daughter. That won't go well at all. If there's someone else who hates that asshole more than I do, it is my mother. She didn't raise me to be a vengeful machine but she also never let me forget what happened. It was important for me to know who my enemies were and what they were capable of. "I have a call on my cellphone. I'll call you later. Goodnight, Mama" I lie hanging up. She's probably going to call Nev and bother him about finding a mother for Tommaso. Sometimes she can be so pushy but then again, aren't all mothers wired the same way? Running a hand through my hair, I get up. Thinking I should close my eyes for an hour before starting the day. I'm halfway up the stairs when the front door opens and Paulo walks in, supporting an injured Marianna. Bat
I didn't think I could actually sleep after everything. Despite the painkillers the doctor gave me, my face still hurt and my mind wouldn't shut down. The scene from the club kept repeating itself over and over again as if it were in a loop in my head. While I always expected something like that to happen, I never thought it would affect me like this. I'm a strong woman, one that doesn't scare easily. But I've learned that strong or not, I'm still a woman, who needs to feel protected once in a while. That's why I turned to De Luca. For some reason, I feel safe in his hands. He's physically bigger than that asshole but with him, I know he'll never hurt me like that. We argue a lot, over stupid stuff mostly, but the second his lips touch mine, I forget everything. I know it won't always be like this and I'm not expecting anything from him. I just need his arms for one night. To erase the bad memories and give me comfort. I promise myself that come tomorrow, he might not want to see my
He doesn't stop until his feet are on either side of mine and I'm caged in between him and the wall. He could overpower me at any moment but there isn't a sliver of fear in my bones. Sighing he says "I don't like this Marianna. Seeing you with all these bruises and knowing someone did this to you on purpose, infuriates me. If I could, I would bring that back and make him regret touching you" he pinches his nose looking upwards then down back at me "I've seen battered women before but none of them have made me feel the way I do right now. What are you doing to me?" "What are you talking about?" I ask mainly because I want to know how he feels so I can use it later. "I canât quite find the words to explain it. Iâve thought it over again and again, but none of it adds up except for one thing. If I admit I might be falling in love with you, then suddenly, it all makes sense. This overwhelming need I have to protect you makes sense. The urge to do whatever it takes to make you happy m
"Hey babe. Are you sure they're all off?" "I'm disappointed in you. Can you have some faith in me?" "I do trust you but if there's even a slight miscalculation, we could die. Do you understand that?" "I love you too, asshole" he snaps before hanging up. Silvano can be such a drama queen sometimes. But he's good at what he does so maybe it is my fault for doubting his skills. I'll make it up to him later. "Okay, Gianna. You're up next. Will you be okay?" "Relax. I've got this" she says pushing her breasts up. I don't know if they could go any further up though. The pushup bra she's wearing is doing all the work. Dressed in tiny shorts and an even tinier crop top, I guess she could never be more ready than she is. "You know what to do. Right?" "Jesus Paulo, I can do this" "Come back safe, okay? Mari will kill me if anything happens to you" "It's good to know I'm more important than you. See you on the other side boys" she winks then walks away. This is the third and l
Now why did I have a feeling he was behind everything? It's not a coincidence that two of our warehouses were robbed. The only person who would dare do something like that is Lombardi. He's got the manpower and resources to do it. He is also the only person who is stupid enough to go after Cris. Granted he used to be the one on top but we took that position for a reason. He should know not to mess with us. Then again, someone who shoots his best friend in the face has to have some guts. These fuckers think I passed out. In all honesty, I'm insulted that they thought they could incapacitate me with just two punches. I've been playing unconscious just so I could hear their plans. I want to know what they're planning on doing next so I can catch them in the act. The fact that Paulo is involved only goes to show that Marianna is in on this somehow. I was wondering how they found out about our warehouses. I guess I have my answer now. That ungrateful bitch. Cris has done nothing but be
"Marianna, why are you walking around my house dressed like that?" De Luca snaps. He looks angry but I know he's just frustrated. The poor man has been forced to watch as I strut around his house half-naked but hasn't been allowed to touch. Well, it's more like he's the one keeping the distance while I work tirelessly to get his attention. It's been a week since I asked him to leave my room and it seems he's holding a grudge. The petty bastard. But he gets points for the control he's displayed so far. His men? Not so much. Batting my eyelashes at him, I ask "Dressed like what?" "Like... Fuck, you're practically naked, woman" "And how do you know I have nothing under this T-shirt?" "Because I can see your nipples poking through it." He grits out "Are you trying to test my men's patience? Cover yourself" "Bras are uncomfortable and my girls need to breathe. Unless it's absolutely necessary, I don't bother with them" I say straightening my back, so that my breasts are pressing ag
I flip to my back, annoyed that I can't stop thinking about him. Every time he goes out, I wonder if he's going to meet with his whores and if he'll fuck them behind my back. Men like Cris wouldn't be satisfied with one woman. He's rich and powerful and if he can get more than one pussy, why wouldn't he? I know between the two of us, he's the one who should do the worrying. After all, we haven't spoken about our feelings or what we're doing. That day in the pantry marked the beginning of our... I'll call it an affair for lack of a better word. Since then, there hasn't been a day we haven't slept in my room or his. He either puts me to sleep with his cock or wakes me up with it. I'm afraid that I've gotten used to sleeping in his arms. To waking up surrounded by his scent and having him take care of me. I never thought someone like him existed, especially in our world. He's perfect while I'm the fucked up one. Lying and stealing from him when he probably thinks I'm falling for him. Th
"Last chance, Cris. If you mess it up, I'll send you to hell myself" Damn it! Who was I kidding? I never had a chance. Maybe provoking him wasn't a good idea. If I hadn't talked to him, he would have continued his play. Giving me more time to convince her that I am the better choice. Then again, who's to say she would have given in? Actions speak louder than words. She doesn't trust me. Locking her door was a clear sign that she didn't feel safe with me. I can't help but wonder what would have happened if I hadn't let her go the first time we met. Why does she keep going back to him? He'll hurt her again. I know he will. Turning off the laptop, I take my car keys and leave. She needs to come back to her senses. After everything that bastard did, how could she forgive him? It's okay if she doesn't want to be with me but he's not right for her either. He left when she needed him the most and he will do it again. "Sir" "What?" "She's still waiting for you in the lobby"
I'm curious to know if they've made up but I don't want to disturb them in case they're in the middle of it. Carina just needed a little shove to see that she still loved her husband. I know the other guy, Marco, has done a lot for her but he honestly scares me. Cris is on our level. If we put our minds to it, we could destroy his business and leave him penniless. As a matter of fact, if he does something stupid again, that's what I'll do. But Marco? He's too powerful. He doesn't go around showing it but Damiano told me about him and I was shocked. If someone like that were to date my sister, of course, we would be known as the most powerful family. But it would also mean that we couldn't do anything without his permission. I thought about it really hard. About who would make Carina happy. Maybe I'm judging Marco too harshly but I don't think he can do it. She doesn't look at him the same way she looks at Cris. At first, I just wanted to mess around with her and se
"Marianna!" "Gee, are you trying to burst my eardrum? What's the problem now? Shouldn't you be happy for having a sister as caring as I am?""I'm sorry but did you not hear me when I told you to stay out of it? Are you deaf?""Yes. I usually become deaf when it suits me. Which stage are you at?" "I don't know what's going through that thick head of yours but I'll have you know that I'm going to kick him out" "I took the keys with me" Idiot "I have two spare keys you dumbass" "Damn it! Why are you so stubborn? I just want to see you happy" "It doesn't have to be with him. I can be happy with someone else" I lower my voice so he doesn't hear me. Waking up to find him hovering above me almost gave me a heart attack. But it's not the first time I've caught him watching me sleep. If I didn't know him I'd think he was a creep. "Remember when you left the Maldives and were kidnapped by that asshole?" "Yeah. Marco's guys saved me and took me to his house" "Half a point
Now I'm a hundred percent sure Marianna spent all night planning this. I don't know if I should thank her or be pissed. This could go two ways. Carina could either ignore everything and kick me out or she would end up thinking I was in cahoots with her sister and possibly hate me forever. Either way, it's not gonna end well. Before she comes out, I check for other notes and get rid of them. I've just discarded the last one when she asks, "Is there food in there? Marianna said she ordered some" Some is an under... Fuck. Thank God the fridge door is shielding me or I wouldn't know how to explain my hard-on. One look at her and my cock jumps up happily. I know I have no right to demand anything from her but there's no way I'll let her leave the house dressed like that. The floral dress is simple, exposing her shoulders and a good part of her legs but damn it, those legs are mine. That cleavage is mine. Every part of her is mine. She moves towards me and for a second, I forget to breat
I missed watching her sleep. She looks like an angel curled up, with one of her legs exposed and the other one under the covers. I want to stop time so we'll be stuck in this moment forever. So I can look at her all I want without any interruptions. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I tuck her hair behind her ear, marveling at her long lashes, straight nose, and full lips. I want to kiss her while she's asleep because I know she won't let me anywhere near her once she wakes up. Why I once thought it was okay to let her go is beyond me. Will she be angry when she wakes up and sees me here? What can I do to get her back? No matter how much I think about it, I can't see a future where I'm okay without her. Before her, I didn't believe in love. My plan was to find a woman, any woman, and start a family with her. It's no secret that most women would like to be my wife. My last name comes with not only money but also power. The kind that lets them do whatever they want k
Was I too harsh? But why won't he leave me alone? I already told him that I'd moved on and our relationship was over. Why is he trying so hard? Damn him. He forced me to tell him those things. I wouldn't have been so mean if he had just stayed away. Yes, it's his fault. He deserves that and so much more for abandoning me when... If you don't care, why are you still hung up on that? This is getting old. I can't always use that as an excuse. I don't care about him or his feelings but that doesn't mean I have to put up with him. If I show him the slightest consideration, he won't leave and chances are, I might end up back in his arms. But if I don't care, why am I still up at half past one worrying if he was hurt by my words? Thanks to Cris, I have another sleepless night and wake up feeling grumpy. Funny how I'm not affected by the fact that Lombardi was still alive. Maybe he still is. Marianna said she wasn't sure if Nev killed him or not. What I don't understand is why
"Why are you still here?" "I'm wondering if I should sue you for illegal termination of employment. How can you just fire me?" "Your services are no longer needed. Why should I let you stay? Besides, weren't you the one who was complaining about how you didn't sign up for this shit?""Still. You should have given me a one-month notice" I shift my eyes to look at him. What changed? I was under the impression that he didn't want to stay here because he wasn't fond of Val. Why isn't he jumping with joy? "Are you high?" "Because of your kid, I haven't smoked anything in a long time" "Then I thank you on Val's behalf. Now get lost" As much as I appreciate his help, it would be better if he left. I suspect he wants to stick around because of Carina. She's a beautiful woman and men can't help but be interested in her. Speaking of Carina, I wonder if telling her about Val was the right choice. Marco pissed me off and all I could think was that I should never let him wi
"Are you insane?" "Yeah. Insanely hot" "Why didn't you come to me first?" Flopping back on the bed, I close my eyes. Damiano is as pissed as Giovanni was, when he found out I asked Nev to kill Lombardi. I understand why Giovanni would feel that way but not Damiano. They're acting as if I did something horrible when in reality, they are the ones who are in the wrong. Why the hell would they want to keep that bastard alive? For what reason?"If I hadn't followed you, you wouldn't have told me he was still alive" "Barely. He was hooked up to all those machines and had no chance of waking up. Why would you kill him?" "Technically he was already dead. Why does it matter if I killed him or asked someone else to do it? As you said, he wasn't going to regain consciousness" "That doesn't make it alright for you to kill him!" He snarls, making me lean on my elbows. Lifting my head to stare at him. "Are you seriously angry at me because of that bastard?" "In case you fo
It's almost nine and I'm roaming around the house aimlessly because I can't sleep. For some reason, my nerves are too wound up to let me settle down. Who am I kidding? It's that bastard. Knowing he's here and planning on wooing me, as Marco put it, is driving me insane. Is he the one who's been sending me flowers? Where is he? Why was he here that day? And screw Marco. Why the fuck would he tell me that? Anyone in his position would do everything they could to keep me from finding out. Why did he tell me? How does he even know that? Are they in contact or is he spying on him?I'm scared of his presence. I'm scared that his presence will thaw the ice around my heart because it was already melting before I knew he was here. I'm so scared I'll forgive him and fall into his arms as if nothing happened. If I'm honest with myself, I will admit that I miss him. I miss the way he bulldozed himself into my life, the way he still came back to me even when I almost ruined his busines