Emilia's POV.Four salons later and I am still unemployed. My skills were certainly not the reason I remained unemployed. I think it has more to do with the two big burly men who have been following me around, refusing to leave my side for one second. Also once they figure out that I am married to the don of the Italian mafia, they just seem to withdraw. I mean I get it. Who wants to hire the wife of a Cartel boss in his/her shop? "So what? You are just going to give up like that?" Riley asked. We were at a coffee shop that was close to Riley's store. I was in the area so I just decided to grab coffee with her and chat. I shrugged. "It is understandable really. I wouldn't hire me either if I were them." "But then..." "And those two..." I said pointing at the two bodyguards I chose myself. "Those two right there are enough reason for anyone not to hire me." "It is their loss then. You are very talented." "Thank you, Riley. I am glad you think so." I said. "So what is the plan t
Emilia's POV.It took two days to set up the salon in Riley's store. We had to put a partition in the middle to divide the store into two sections. It was made of glass though and transparent on both sides. I got everything I needed for the salon, hair accessories, straighteners, dryers, and every other thing. I also set up a part for lash extensions and I can also do nails there. I have been thinking of hiring an extra hand cause I won't be able to do everything myself when things start getting crazy but in the meantime, I will be doing everything myself until I am sure that I have gotten enough customers. One week later I was more than ready to hire someone to help me out. Riley’s customers soon became mine too. They get their fittings done and come over to the salon. It started slowly at first, one customer at a time, and soon the salon was teeming with people wanting to get either their nails or hair done. When it started getting choking, Riley and I came up with the idea of mak
Emilia’s POV. “I have to grab my things. I will be right outside with you guys.” I said and Riccardo nodded absentmindedly before he walked out of the store with Gaby glued to his side. “What the hell was that about?” Riley asked immediately they were out of earshot. I shrugged and started putting my things together. “You can’t tell me that you are fine with this.” “With what? They are friends and I take it they haven’t seen each other in a while.” I said. I was finally done with grabbing my things and I could leave. “Friends? Did you see the way she was clinging to him and Riccardo too didn’t even spare you a glance?” She said. “Riley please, not in front of Aria,” I said. “Oh, I am fine. I saw it all.” Aria said. “Go join your dad outside, Aria. I have to tell Riley something.” I said. “Something I can’t hear? You could just tell her…” “Go outside, Aria,” I said “Fine.” She grumbled and did as I asked. I waited till she left and was about to talk when Riley spoke up. “I
Riccardo's POV. "You missed dinner," Emilia said the moment I stepped into my room. I have been with Ella the entire time. We grew up together, I, Enzo, Ella, and ...I dare not think the name. I haven't seen Ella since the incident that happened or rather before that. Her father had stowed her away just in time for the crisis to happen. I appreciated the way her father stowed her away from the entire thing, it was one less person to worry about and she was safe. I haven't set eyes on her since then until today. Ella has always been extremely chatty. She can spend hours talking about everything and nothing. "What are you doing here?" I asked Emilia and turned on the light. "And why were you sitting in the dark?" She was sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs and arms crossed. She released her hands and dropped her legs. "I wanted to know the moment that you were going to come home." She said. "I am home now." "And you are late. You missed dinner." She said.I started pulli
Riccardo’s POV.“You wouldn’t believe who I met yesterday,” I said. I was talking to Enzo.“Who was it?” He asked. “Ella,” I answered.“Ella, you mean Gabriella?” He asked and I nodded. “What the hell? Where did you meet her?” He asked. “Emilia hired her as a stylist in the store so I ran into her in Emilia’s shop,” I said as I continued flipping the pages of the documents I was looking at. “Did they get along?” Enzo asked. “What?” “Emilia and Gaby, did they get along?” He asked. “I imagined they did pretty well, I am honestly not sure how to answer that question but I think they do get along, I mean Emilia hired her,” I said. “I don’t think they will get along much,” Enzo said. “And why do you say that?” He looked at me in disbelief. “Are you kidding me?”“No, I am not.” He sighed and slammed his document shut. “Gaby has always liked you, Ric.” “That is not true,” I said. “How is it that you are the only one who doesn’t see it? Gabriella has always been in love with you,
Emilia's POV. "Watch your language, Aria" I scolded. We were having a great time together. That was the point of the weekly picnic in the first place, for us to be about to connect and just get to know each other better. It is supposed to be a family thing, just the three of us so I understand Aria's anger, especially when I consider yesterday's drama. "Now the picnic is ruined," Aria said. Gaby came into view, all smiles and flawless blonde hair. "Hey, Ric." She greeted him and kissed his cheeks. He was sitting too still."Hi, Emilia." She waved at me with a smile. "Hi, Gaby," I responded. It was almost impossible to hate the girl. She was always smiling and it looks like she is not even aware of the situation."Hello there Princess" She greeted Aria. "Don't call me that. My name is Aria." She said. "Oops, someone is in a bad mood," Gaby said. "What are you doing here, Ella?" Ric asked. She turned to him then. Her smile was still there, perfect and unwavering. "What do you
Aria's POV. My name is Aria De Luca. My parents say I am five but I will be six in two months so yeah, I am six years old. My mum has always told me that I am too smart for my age and I agree. I grew up without a daddy, it has always been just me and my mummy and I love my mummy a lot but I have always wanted a daddy like everyone in my class. The days I hated the most in school have to be the father-daughter dance party, you don't have to worry I always end up not showing up because I know just how to get my way. Few waterworks and wide puppy eyes and nobody can say no to me. I was very happy when I finally met my daddy. It felt good to finally have a daddy and I wanted to show him off to the world. I was the happiest when both of my parents decided to get married because marriage means that we are going to live together as a family forever so yeah, I was happy. My happiness was short lived though. I soon realized that my parents may be married but they never do things together. I
Riccardo's POV. "Do you have any news about those guys yet?" I asked Enzo. He shook his head. "Nothing yet. They are doing a great job of keeping a low profile." It has been more than two weeks now since we have been trying to track them down but we keep getting misled. It is crazy because I used to think that we had the best technology that money could buy out there and Enzo is literally a genius, it doesn't take him this long to get things done. He has been able to track every single person down no matter the place they hide. "What do you think we can do to lure them out?" I asked Enzo. I have been thinking about it too. If tracking them down is not working then we lure them out. I don't know how they have been able to do it, how they have been able to hide and cover up their tracks so perfectly but one thing is for sure; they have someone helping them. Someone who is really influential and it might just be someone who is close to me and Enzo. I don't know who the person could
Emilia's POV. 7 months later... I waddled down the stairs for dinner. I was supposed to wait for Riccardo to come and fetch me for dinner but I was done being treated like an invalid even though I feel much like an invalid. My stomach was already four times its usual size and I felt like I was going to explode very soon to top it all off, I couldn't even see my feet anymore. I got to the dining room and it was filled with my family and friends chatting away and laughing. It has been 7 months since that incident happened. Aria was thankfully oblivious to what happened. Gabriella had drugged her and the doctors had to flush the drug away from her system. Speaking of Gabriella, her father apologized profusely for what she had done even though apologies could not solve anything. She did not only attempt to kill me and my daughter. She killed the parents of the man she claimed to be in love with, people who cherished her, and she also killed poor Dante. Riccardo told me all about how D
Riccardo's POV. I would probably dwell on the fact that I just signed my divorce papers if I didn't have a daughter to save. I tried to wave it off but I knew something wasn't right. It is impossible for things to just go haywire like that. She has had the papers for a while? Like hell. I just signed the fucking papers to make her happy for now. After I have this whole was sorted out, I will get to the bottom of things. After I have brought Aria back home safe and sound. If she thinks she can just put an end to our marriage because she wants to then she should think again. I have every intention to win my wife back. "Riccardo..." Enzo called softly. He was probably feeling bad for me or something but I trust him not to mention it. "Do we have anything yet?" I asked him. He nodded. "I got a code. I am just going to get it interpreted." "Okay." We are close. I just need Aria to be safe. "Are you okay, Ric?" Enzo asked. "I am fine. Let's find Aria." It took him another ten minu
Emilia's POV.I woke up with a start and found Riley and Isabella on either side of me. It took about one second for me to remember what had happened. "I need to go," I said immediately and tried to get out of bed. Riley held me down. "You are going to stay in bed, Emilia." "Excuse me? My daughter is out there somewhere. She is alone with that crazy bitch and you are asking me to stay in bed? Are you being real?" "Riccardo is already out there trying to find her..." "And I should be out there with him trying to find our daughter. She is my daughter too for fuck sake. I can't just sit down here and do nothing." "What do you plan to do then?" Isabella asked. I got out of bed faster than I had ever done. "I don't know but I won't just sit down here and do nothing." "You should think about the baby, Emilia. This is..." "The baby is fine. I am fine. I was just shocked earlier and that is it." I said. "I have to go find my daughter." I started heading for the door and Isabella qui
Riccardo's POV. Gabriella? I couldn't wrap my head around it. Gabriella has always been around. She was there for me for a while after I lost my parents before he father had her shipped off to study Maybe Riley is right, I have been so blind but...fuck it, it is Gabriella. I wasn't sure what went down after Riley's story. I know she and Emilia had a talk and I think they are still friends. Weird that, I never thought I would see the day when my ex and my wife would be friends and good ones at that. "The party can't hold," I said out loud. "What no. What are you going to tell, Aria?" Emilia exclaimed. "Her birthday party is all she has been talking about for weeks now, Riccardo."Enzo already left us in the living room and he was somewhere in my office trying to track Gabriella. "I can't keep you two safe if..." "Get more security. Lock the gates, search every single person if you have to but the party is going to happen." Emilia said. "Emilia..." "If you are going to canc
Emilia's POV. We spent hours in the mall. We ended up buying more things than we needed. Okay, let me correct that, I ended up buying more things than I needed. Don't blame me, shopping was a nice distraction. I found that I stopped worrying so much about everything that was currently going wrong with my life and just shopped. I bought some maternity dresses and clothes. It was already obvious that I would grow about three times my normal size to accommodate the little peanut in my stomach. When I was pregnant with Aria, I didn't get so big. My bump did not even start showing until I was about six months along.We picked Aria up on our way back home and she was very excited to see us especially when she saw the car loaded with party supplies and bags. We chatted all the way back home. She kept talking about how excited she was and how she had invited the entire school to the party— I exaggerated that part a little bit but she did say something about inviting all her classmates. I was
Emilia's POV. I woke up feeling the same way that I have been feeling for days now. Not sad, not happy. Just there. I put on a smile for my baby girl and got her ready for school. She of course asked for her daddy and I managed to come up with some excuse for him, I can't even remember what I said to her anymore but I know it was enough to cause she didn't question it. I dropped her off at school and Raffaele and some other bodyguards stayed with her. I drove to my workplace to pick Riley up. I have my doctor's appointment this morning and she offered to come with me and from there, we will go to the mall to get some things that we would need for Aria's party tomorrow. The party will be held in the garden, the event planner will be coming over in the evening to put everything up. I just needed to get a few things at the mall. Riley made mine and Aria's dress for the party tomorrow. Aria is yet to see the dress but I am pretty sure that she would love it. I stopped outside the shop
Riccardo's POV. I wanted to stay. I wanted it badly but I can't. I can't allow myself to be weak now. Not when hers and Aria's lives depend on my actions. I know how distant I have been since that day. I needed to do it, to pull back. It was very necessary. I just didn't realize that it would hurt her that much. She fucking cried. I felt like a bastard. I wanted to go on my knees right there and beg for her forgiveness but I couldn't. Oh, I will beg, I will grovel if I have to but first I need to get rid of this bastard. The only advantage the bastard has on us is the fact that we don't know who he/she is. We have been doing a lot of digging. Enzo already ran a background check on every single staff I have and they all came out clean, all of their activities have been tracked but we didn't find anything suspicious and that just made me feel more uncomfortable. If it isn't my staff, if it is not one of them then who the fuck is this person and what on earth does the person want from
Emilia's POV. It has been weeks and this house has been annoyingly silent. Too quiet. Riccardo changed so much after that night. My sweet husband was gone and he somehow managed to go back to the Riccardo that I had met in New York. He didn't torture me or anything. He doesn't even stress me out. He agrees to everything I ask without question— unless it has to do with my security details. I have security details following me every fucking where. The number went from two to seven. I don't mind having them around because their presences seem to put Riccardo at ease a little bit. I miss him though. I miss him like crazy. We barely talk now. We always have breakfast together with Aria and Aria is always the one chatting and keeping the table lively. He listens to her and responds when he is supposed to, he even manages to smile at her sometimes but he has withdrawn from me, both physically and emotionally. The last time he touched me was that night, oh, he kisses me sometimes. A fleetin
Riccardo's POV.I saw the glint of the gun before it went off. I moved as fast as I could and threw my weight on Emilia while pulling her to the ground immediately. I mentally thank my stars that I had yet to take off my gun and knives. I pulled them out and quickly fired two shots in the direction that the bullet came from. Emilia writhed under me trying to get out and somehow my dick managed to remain hard even though a bullet just went off. “Jesus Christ woman, fucking stay still,” I said harshly. “Aria, I need to check on Aria.” She cried. “No, you are going to stay right there until I ask you to move. Aria is safe, Raffaele will make sure of it.” I told her and miraculously, that managed to calm her down and she stopped moving. She remained silent for a while then she laughed softly. I don’t know but I think my wife might be a little bit crazy. “I love the fact that you have managed to find humor in this situation we are in,” I said. She chuckled. “How is your dick still