Well, RIP Carina and daddy dearest. What the hell, Damiano? Who shot Lombardi? And Cris, what is wrong with you? Marianna steals from you and you take a bullet for her? 🤦‍♀️ I called it guys. He's hopeless
I think I'm still in shock. Padre shot Carina. I shot him. He killed Carina. She's dead. I don't know why that is so unbelievable when this is what I was hoping for. Ever since she showed up at the house, she's been nothing but a pain in my ass. She even tried to kill me once, and I promised myself I would kill her instead. Why then can't I believe that she's dead? Before we left, I saw the light go out of her eyes. She was looking right at me when she took her last breath. It's the kind of look that will forever remain in my mind.We grew up hating each other. It was so natural to hate her because I thought she got the better end of the deal. While I was busy running around doing Padre's bidding, she was in New York, living the life I wanted. Doing what I wanted to do but couldn't. She had everything I wanted, which is funny because she thought the same thing. Carina wasn't one to keep her mouth shut. Whenever she wanted something, she came right out and said it. I know just how much
So Padre is dead. Which means whoever gets to the house first, will have the upper hand. Most of the documents about shipments and deals are in a safe at the mansion. Everyone who knows that Padre is dead will try to get there before anyone so they can take over. The men that worked for Padre can easily be turned once they find out he's dead. They need jobs and would work for anyone who offers to pay them. Besides, anyone who refuses is bound to die. You can't be loyal to a dead man. Unless we're talking about Giovanni. He was Padre's right-hand so maybe he'll resist? Who will he pick? Right now he's the only one who can sway Padre's men. "How long until we get there?" I ask smoothing my hair back. I have absolutely no idea what I'm walking into. I don't know what I'll do if I actually get there first. Padre didn't exactly teach me anything about running an organization as big as this one. We all know how he looked down on women especially me. I would really like to give him the mi
The appearance of Giovanni makes perfect sense. Every piece fits into the puzzle perfectly now. On my way here I kept wondering how she could have done it on her own. She only had Paulo and those two girls. Alone, they wouldn't have accomplished anything. Stealing merchandise from me required them to have a lot of money to begin with. They'd need trucks, a place to store the stolen goods and men. The kind that are trained and won't make mistakes. She would have also needed to pay them a good sum to work for her. I know she's Lombardi's daughter, but there's no way she would have had the money to do all that. Unless she'd been in cahoots with Carina. Now if they had my five million dollars, this could have been done easily. It wouldn't have been a problem. Except I've seen just how much Marianna hated her sister. She didn't want to live in the same house with her. Let alone striking deals with each other, I think they'd rather die than work together. But having Giovanni Balistreri on
I take a bullet for her and this is the thanks I get. Why the hell do I still like her? I've met and been with a lot of women. I guess I'm drawn to her because I've never met anyone like her. She knows she's beautiful so flaunts it. She's unapologetic about what she did even though she should be asking for my forgiveness. Lombardi and De Luca organizations have been on opposite sides for a long time. I could easily take advantage of our rivalry and wipe her out. Even with Giovanni by her side, she's no match for me. All I have to do is convince their clients and business partners to join me. Seeing as Lombardi is dead, who would want to put their money in the hands of a woman? It wouldn't take much to convince them. But there's a part of me that hopes she succeeds so she doesn't have to be under anyone's control anymore. Lombardi never cared about any of his daughters. I'm glad Marianna has finally gotten her freedom. "How long until Nev gets here?" I ask following her into the hou
I blink my eyes open. It takes a few seconds for me to recognize my surroundings which is funny because I'm home. At least that's what this house is supposed to be. My home. The place I grew up in and which should have a lot of memories. But the ones I have are those I'd rather forget. Growing up here hadn't been easy. Many are the times I wished for a family that would at least care for me. A mother that would tell me everything would be okay. I always imagined her taking my side every time Padre got mad and took his anger out on me. I try not to hold a grudge against my birth mother. I've never met her but there had to be a reason she couldn't be with me.Maybe now that Padre is dead...No. I'm not going down that road. Not when I have so much to do. I managed to get Giovanni to leave me alone yesterday but I know he's going to barge in here any minute now. I still can't believe he's dead. It all seems so surreal, like I'm dreaming and someone is going to wake me up soon. I
This doesn't look like a funeral at all. I haven't seen a single person shed a tear or even look sad. Then again, this was to be expected. Everyone is dressed in black as is custom but instead of crying they're holding glasses of champagne and wine, toasting each other. If I didn't know better, I'd think this was a party, which works for me. I can take people's condolences but they shouldn't expect me to act like a grief-stricken daughter. Deep down I'm happy Padre is dead. I hope he rots in hell. "My condolences, Miss Lombardi. Your father was a great man and he will remain in our hearts forever" a man says. We both know he's full of shit but since he is one of the men in the file Giovanni gave me, I just nod and offer him my thanks. "Thank you, Signor Conti" "Ah so you do know me" "Yes, Padre told me everything about his business partners. I hope to continue working with you in the future" "The rumor is true then? You will be taking over?" "No, I won't be taking over" I l
Actually, I didn't come here for this or to pay respect to that fucker Lombardi. I just wanted to see if Marianna was okay. When I left her the other day, she didn't look well so I thought maybe I should check up on her just to see how she's holding up. And it's a good thing I arrived on time to see that bastard Annibale ogling her. Well, half the men in here can't keep their eyes off her but this one didn't even bother pretending he didn't want her. The motherfucker was halfway hard and I could only imagine what he was thinking. I've seen him a few times in some clubs around town. If he happened to get his hands on Marianna, I can't imagine what he'd do to her. He's got a sick, twisted mind and even though his connections might help get her a few clients, she doesn't need him. She has Giovanni. That fucker can run things without anyone's help. His reputation as Lombardi's right-hand precedes him. Even assholes like Annibale have to be wary of him. And despite everything, Marianna ha
She tenses and tries to pull away but I hold her in place. There's a beat of silence before she sighs and says, "I'm sorry for everything. I just wanted to escape from Padre so much that I was willing to do anything. I realized later that I could have asked for your help but I didn't want to depend on another man" "I wish you would have come to me, Marianna. I could have killed that asshole for you if you'd just asked" "You wanted to kill him anyway. Saying you would have done it for me is just your way of making me owe you. That was what I was trying to avoid. I'm not going to let myself fall into another man's control ever again" "No, I would have put aside my revenge and killed him for you without expecting anything in return" "Why?" she asks frowning "Nothing is free in this world. I know that more than anyone else. Why would you do that for me?" "Because you're mine to protect and I love you" She goes incredibly still for a few seconds before huffing, "Yeah right"
"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