As I left Doctor John at the ward, my phone rang. It was a call from Stefano. I rolled my eyes as I picked it up."Hey Bella," he greeted."Stefano, I'm busy." I replied."Doctor John said you just the ward and you're settling in fine so I thought to check up on you." He sighed."But I am busy." I responded, tired. I wasn't going to argue with him though."I don't know why you're still mad at me. I thought we were okay for just a brief second." He asked, clearly exhausted by our feud.I liked the feel of it. "If you'd please excuse me, I have better things to do, Stefano. I now have a job.""Wait, how do I make it up to you?"Excuse me? Was I supposed to teach him a basic apology? Like I should teaching him how to apologize to me after he offended me by leaving me in the dark with many issues. He was sincerely joking. "If you can't figure that out yourself, then that's your business." I responded, then ended the call. But I knew I couldn't escape him. He'd be back again to pick me up
I stared at her unsure of what to say. "I'm sorry about that...""Yeah, spoken to him countless times but it's just the kind of life he's living," she explained, "I just have to deal with it.""You're sure he loves you right?" I asked her. Lucy regarded me, then smiled before she nodded. "Yes he does.""Then you have nothing to worry about at least..""Yeah!" Her eyes suddenly lit up, as though she was waiting for someone else to validate Matteo's love for her. "So how are things between you and Stefano?" She asked.I wasn't going to give her any details just yet. "We're just good.""That's great to hear." She said as she happily digs into her food. I loved how she didn't press for further information, considering how the friendship was still on probation. With the slightest thing, I'd cut her off. Like how couldn't she tell me about what happened with Robin at the hospital and never made extra effort to make peace with me. Yet, I should forgive her easily. Never, I couldn't. But I c
For the next few minutes we drove in silence. I tapped my legs anxiously on the floor, anticipating my date with Robin. Or do I even get to call that a date? I was on a mission to get the information I couldn't get from Stefano. I noticed he was being tactical when he spoke that day, pausing when he got to some parts. When we got home and stepped out of the car, he looked at me with his jaw taut. “You know you've ruined the suprise I have for you?”My heart sank, but oh well whatever. I couldn't remember the last time I got surprises and I'd have loved but get one but what he said …“Not my fault, I'd say.” I replied nonchalantly as I was about to open my room. He stopped me, holding my hand. I regarded with a look I hoped was a little bit mean, then he broke into a small smile. “You do know you look beautiful with those mean eyes right?”My chest bubbled with excitement as I willed myself from smiling hard at him. No, I wasn't going smile. I wouldn't do that because of him. I was st
“I won't.” I answered, my lips curling into a smile. “Why do you suddenly need some sort of reassurance. Remember I can't leave, I'm bound to you.”Of course I was bound to him by virtue of a contfact Marriage and he knew that.He smirked. “I love the sound of that.” Also boy, I'd love the sound of your footsteps if you'd let me be. But I couldn't say that outloud.“So?” He asked, still holding my hands. “I think I'm kinda shy to say what's on my mind.” He confessed, smiling and looking away. With Stefano, each day was different. Each day I got to see different versions of him, the distinctness pulled me closer made my heart flutter and I couldn't resist the pull.I didn't know when I started smiling and holding his hands tighter. Now it felt like we were teenagers again as we fondled our palms, unsure of whether to take the next step.“What do you wanna say?” “Lately I've been thinking us as teenagers and I wondered the separation was bound to happen so we could appreciate the time
Even while I agreed to go with them, what I didn't tell stefano was that I was going to try my best to bribe them. Hopefully it worked.“Good, Tomasso and Marco will be there with you, watching your every move.” He stated, training his eyes on me. “Okay with you?”I shrugged. “Even if I say it's not okay by me, nothing will change and moreover we've been going back and forth longer than I'd like to admit.”“I just care about you, Bella.” He replied, moving closer to me.I held up a finger to him. “I'm dressing up, Stefano.”He regarded me with a glance. “You're still in your scrubs, don't fucking kid me.” He chuckled.“I'm about to take a shower.” I replied, my chest tightening with anticipation for tonight. I wondered why I even burdened myself in all of this but something in me sought to hear the truth from Robin's mouth.“Do you mind if i go on with you?” Stefano smirked and winked at me.“I mind.” I shook my head. “Please Stefano.”He raised his hands in mock surrender. “Okay whil
“So what are you gonna do?” He asked with a mischievous glint in his eyes.Truthfully, I was taken aback by his boldness, rather defiance. But I didn't let that show in my facial expressions. I scanned my brain for things to say to scare him off, but I wasn't used to all this. Instead I started walking away.“Ou wait.” The kid called out and I turned back. “Okay?”“I don't want to take anything from you.” He started, maintaining a serious expression. “But I'm willing to keep my mouth shut about all of this.”A sense of relief washed over me. But a bigger question was posed in front of us. “How are you going to do that?”He rolled up his sleeves, scratching his hair. My eyes followed him, landing on his wrist. In his wrist, laid a small mark that pulled something in me. I couldn't stop staring at the mark. There was something in there that pulled me closer to the mark. I held my hands in the air, almost touching the mark but I stopped myself.“I was thinking-” his voice called me back
“What was her name?” I asked him trying to sought for more information. I made a mental note to google her when I get out of here.“Rosa Martinez.” Robin hesitated for a while before responding, then he fondled the bracelet in his hands. His eyes looked sunken as though Rosa was not just a random person to him.“Did you know her?”He sighed and looked away, “She was my fjrst love but we splitted when I left to America because I didn't want my father to drag me into the Mafia activities. Rosa was too into it and our values were clashing.”My mouth was wide open, oh wow. So Stefanos's ex-wife was Robin's first love? This was too much.He reached out to hold my hands. “You can see that's why I'm protecting you, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if anything happens to you. I let Rosa die and I won't let you die.” His voice was thick with emotions that I began to feel different emotions all at once. Did he just say death? He feared that Stefano would kill me? The Stefano I know wouldn'
As the page loaded, my heart pounded with anticipation and I shook my legs to steady my heartbeat. I didn't know what else to do so I just stayed there letting the page load. My mind scanned around for multiple scenarios of what I could see but I couldn't come up with anything. My hands were shaky as I grabbed my phone to check. The first thing that captured my eye was an image of her on the beach. She wore a blue loosed floral gown that complimented her olive skin, dark shades that covered her eyes with a wide smile plastered on her face as she did the peace sign posing for the camera. She jutted her left hip, putting all her weight on one foot. Rosa was damn beautiful. Apart from this Rosa bore an uncanny resemblance to me, we had the same big bright eyes, puckered lips, similar dentition and even up to our physiques. I couldn't make sense of that. I read about her about her bsaic information about where she was born and what school she attended.Now I was moving over what happened
I honestly think I didn't hear him correctly.My brain struggled to process the information about Tomasso mother's death.I shook my head, pressing my hands together, trying to still myself.Before I could control myself, tears started streaming down my cheeks. I gazed at my husband, hoping he'd somehow tell me he was just being sarcastic. But with the sad expression on his face, I knew this will never be a joke and I'd have to accept her death.“How, how did this happen?” I asked, wiping my eyes with my bare hands.Stefano handed me support and I cleaned my eyes. He regarded me with a calm look, “I don't know honestly, but I'm certain Robin killed her knowing that will ruin Tomasso and probably bend him to do what they want.”“Ridiculous.” I spat out, sniffing my nose.“That's why he has been arrested.” Stefano chuckled darkly.As much as that piece of information was supposed to make me feel better, it didn't do much knowing that she would never come back to life. I sighed. “You a
The moment I opened my eyes, I felt the sensation of Stefano's finger's grazing on my neck.“You're awake.” His soft voice, his eyes red.“Yeah.” I replied, attempting to scan the environment. I was in his room.I coughed while trying to sit upright. “Easy.” He said as he assisted me.“Maria, get her some water.” He ordered before looking back at me with deep concern in his eyes.“How are you feeling?” He asked. “You fainted the moment you stepped out of the car.” He answered.“Damn.” I wanted to say but my voice came out as a whisper.I rubbed my forehead trying to remember the events that had happened. In that moment, everything seemed foggy but I could remember going to Tomaso's mother's bar opening, Stefano leaving me at the venue…Marco urging me to go home.The memories came in little by little and now I could remember all of them.I sighed. “Where is Tomasso?” I asked, my voice croaky.“He's fine.” Stefano exhaled. “He's currently at the hospital, he was injured.”My heart sk
Marco glanced at me at the backseat before responding.I nodded, giving him a go ahead.“I'd appreciate if you respond to me in honesty.” The corp urged calmly but firmly.“Yes we are.” I said, calmly, trying to sweep my tension under the carpet. “Any problem?”“Actually no.” He replied. “But you have to come with us.” He pointed towards the corps van.“What?!” Marco exclaimed, his voice rising with my tension. “Have we been apprehended?”“Not in the slightest.” The cop guy smiled. “Me Stefano Carlo have ordered this for your safety.”I puffed a relieved a exhaled breath as a tired smile made its way to my lips.“What about our car?” Marco asked, his voice shaky. I knew the mention of his boss' name was scaring him because he had defaulted a rule. I wasn't going to allow Stefano punish him for my own mistake, I had assured him countless times but I guess he still didn't believe.“We'll take care of it.” He answered and gave a curt nod. “This has to done quickly so please could you kin
The moment we managed to get out from the bar, we practically pushed ourselves into the car, ignoring the confused faces around us.Our raced breath melded into each others as Marco turned in the key into the ignition. “We don't really have to race, I don't think he'll be able to get a hold of us.” Marco stated, his voice steady.Tomasso still scared, spoke. “We don't know if he came alone so we have to leave as soon as possible.”“If he came with the others they would have gotten a hold of us.” Marco interjected, glancing at him briefly as we curved into the road. “That means your mom would be in danger too!”“Oh shit.” Tomasso panicked. “You have to stop the damn car now. He might hurt her.” “You're right.” Marco reversed the car to the route leading to the bar.Unable to catch my breath, I spoke breathlessly. “So what happens to me while you all go in?”They glanced at each other as though they had forgetten that I was in the car with them earlier.“We should have dropped you hom
I didn't know if it was the effect of the alcoholic that I had taken earlier but my knees started feeling weak. The desire to let loose suddenly became stronger.As I walked near the main bar, Marco started following me.“Ma'am don't you think it's best you go home?” He asked, in a small tone. In fact it was more like a suggestion. I knew he was just trying to avoid his boss' wrath and I was trying to have some fun.I shrugged, “no, I don't wanna go home.” And there was nothing wrong about that if you ask me. A girl just gotta have some fun.Giving up, he raised his hands in mock surrender and disappeared. I loved that.Getting to the bar, I ordered for a shot of alcohol and another. I knew I should have stopped at some point but I kept going because it really feel relaxing to my soul andbI felt myself reaching a sweet high that I hadn't reached in a long time.Soon, Tomasso waltzed to the bar, his form blurry as his doe eyes widened like that of a doll. It was funny sight and I could
“Are you still thinking about what just happened?” Stefano nudged me.I shook my head , forcing a smile. “Not really. I mean I'm here for Tomasso and I'm going to have a great time here.”Stefano smiled, approving my answer.“Guess who's here?” Tomasso announced as soon as the music came to an abrupt halt.My ears perked up.“My mama.” He shouted at the top of his voice as an applause drifted over the air.My eyes squinted, trying to catch a glimpse of the woman walking amidst the light.His mother took slow steps as her gown swept the floor, eyes filled with suprise and gratitude as she looked around.“Mama.” He called out beckoning onto her. She walked towards him, holding him in an embrace.“So mama I was thinking about starting up with a bar for you since it was the only thing you enjoyed managing back then.” He explained as her eye misted with tears. “So this is all for you.” He waved his hands, signifying her ownership of the building and placed a key in hands, solidify eveythin
I couldn't believe my eyes.“What is he doing here?” I whispered.Sfetano shrugged. “I guess we'll have to find out.” My heart picked up an irregular pace as I lunged towards my father, the music reverberating through the club.“What are you doing here?” My hand fell on his chest as he pushed away his alcohol and fixed his gaze on me, surprise flicking on his face.“Bella, are you here?” He asked the most obvious question.“As you can see.” I snapped imapatiently.“I thought you said you'd stop drinking.”“Come on.” He held the shot scrutinizing it. “It was just one drink, nothing you should worry about. Don't you think?”I hissed folding my hands below my chest, my face tight with irritation. “You promised not to drink again. Wnat the hell are you doing here?” I fumed.“Baby, don't make a scene.” He reached to hold my hand softly and I looked away. “I'm just here to support Chiara and that's all.”I didn't respond, I just kept shooting lazers at him before someone rapped my shoulder
I was glad that Stefano had agreed to come along. As we drove along the way, he placed his hands on my laps. The gesture was gold as always causing a smile to pull to my face. He decided to drive the car because Marco had followed Tomasso earlier to the venue as he needed to assist with a few things.Soon we got to the venue and we could already see a handful of people sitted outside. While in the car, I called Tomasso that we were already present.“We? Who did you come along with?” He akedz surprise evident in his voice.A smile stretched to my lips. “How about you guess?” I asked him.“Hell nau.” I heard light music waltzing into the call. “You know I'm busy and I don't think I have the time for that.” He said.“Then I guess we'll make this a suprise.” I chuckled.“I'll be out there soon.” He informed.“Alright.” I said, before hanging up.“You look happy.” Stefano observed, intertwining his hands with mine.“Really?” I arched my brows at him. I didn't bother asking him how he was a
Safe to say that I was constantly getting lost in Stefano as the days passes by. I've decided to let myself feel all what my heart is letting me feel.“My fiesty fire.” I heard Stefanos's warm voice before catching a glimpse of his reflection through the vanity mirror in front of me.I paused wearing my earrings, tilting my head to his direction. “Baby, you look excited.” “Oh well I am.” He crouched, placing a soft kiss on my lips. I loved the warmth of his lips.“Hmm.” I moaned and then pulled away the moment he held my waist. “Look, you have to stop.” I chuckled.“Apologies.” He raised his hands in mock surrender, a soft smirk playing on his lips. “I know you have a function.” Tomasso's mother's bar was opening today, and right from when he told me about his idea, I promised to show up at the launch and support his plans. I had spoken to Stefano about it and he was happy that I was going. I knew there was hardly a way he'd show up because he didn't like being involved in anything