"I didn’t even know it was yours! I never agreed to this—none of this was supposed to happen!" "Supposed to happen or not, that child is mine. And I don’t let what’s mine out of my sight." **** Clara had no choice other than selling her eggs to pay for her family's medical bills. But a mix-up lands her carrying the child of a dangerous Mafia lord, Mateo De Luca. Now, two months pregnant and trapped by her uncle’s debts, Clara faces the impossible choice of keeping her baby or losing everything. But Mateo isn’t done with her yet. He’s determined to find the woman carrying his heir—and when Clara realizes who the father is, everything changes.
View MoreLILYFor a thousand reason, I wanted to hate him so much, but my hidden love for him wouldn’t let me. Staring at his face alone was just enough for me not to do otherwise. Most times, he gave me reasons to fear him. Some other times, I just found myself loving every bit of him the more.Don’t blame me, I can’t help it either.I went to meet Dominic at the underground station where almost all the dirty task are being carried out. He was instructing a few men on what to do. As soon as his gaze met mine, he dismissed them.Mateo said you have something for me.” I said, already hating why I was doing this in the first place.“It’s more like a business deal,” he answered. “We’re to meet him.” He showed me a photo.“Who is he?” I asked, clearly having no idea who it was.“He is requested by Renzetti for having scammed him of a treasure worth ten million.”“So, what’s the job?” I asked.“Mateo wants me to act as a fake buyer, but I think it’s better if you play the role instead.”“Wait a sec
MATEOI waited patiently at Rena’s Clubhouse which took Dominic less than fifteen minutes to get here. I had mentally strategized how to get this seller in a quicker way. Renzetti had just sent me his picture which I forwarded to Dominic.“He is our target,” I told him. “Scammed Renzetti over a treasure worth ten million, but sold it out twenty.”“What should I do?” Dominic asked.“I want you to pose as a fake buyer of the same treasure, see what his demands would be. If he says anything less than twenty, get him. If he claims it twenty or more, bring him down. Renzetti needs him alive.”“When should the task be done?” Dominic asked.“Tomorrow.” Mateo answered. “I already sent you his photo, and a suspected address. Lily will follow you.”Dominic’s eyes widened. “Lily?”I raised an eyebrow. “Got any problem with that?”“Lily is a lady and things are likely to go south. I wouldn’t want to risk her getting injured or killed.” He explained.“Lily is part of the De Lucas, and if she needs
MATEOI stepped into the underground warehouse; the air was filled with the thick smell of cigar smoke. A long metal table stood in the center, surrounded by powerful men, the kind who controlled the city without ever showing their faces in public. These weren’t ordinary businessmen.These were high-ranking mafia bosses; men who could make a problem disappear with just a single call. I’ve known a few of them from years back, even those who had been in control during the time of my late father.I walked forward, adjusting my cufflinks. No greetings were made, only a brief nod. This wasn’t a place for small talk. It was a place where deals were made and power was tasted.At the center of the table, a velvet-lined case lay closed. The man at the head of the table, Renzetti, tapped it once before slowly lifting the lid. Inside was a dagger, wrapped in silk. “This,’ Renzetti said, staring at their faces. That look was just enough to tell the matter yet to be discussed was a serious one. “I
CLARAI was just stepping out of the clinic when I saw it—Lucaa’s hand striking Dominic’s face in a sharp slap. Gasps filled the air, and I felt my face heat up with embarrassment. People were watching, their eyes shifting between Lucaa and Dominic. I expected him to react, maybe get angry, maybe say something—but just like always, he remained calm. He didn’t blink, he didn’t flinch. He just stood there, staring at her. Lucaa, on the other hand, looked furious. One hand was clenched into fist, and the other pointed at his face. And I could tell she wasn’t done. I didn’t think twice. I rushed to her before she could do anything worse. Or worse, get the devil in him speaking.“Lucaa, stop,” I said firmly, stepping between them. She was breathing heavily, her face red with anger. I didn’t know what had happened between them, but this wasn’t the place for it. People were already whispering. I gently grabbed her arm and pulled her to the side. “Come with me. Let’s talk.” She resisted
CLARAI couldn’t tell Lily, or she’d imagine I’ve been thinking too much. Or probably wanted the worst for her. I sat up on the bed, and just as usual, Mateo wasn’t on bed which has somehow become a normal thing to me. Not like I expected more than that, don’t get me wrong.Just then, the door opened and he walked in.Speaking of the devil.“You’re awake,” he said casually, not sparing me a glance. “Do you remember anything from last night?”I kept a face that told how confused I was even though I knew what he was talking about. Telling him about the dream was absolutely the least thing I ever wanted.What would he think of me? What would he say?He’d assume my uneven relationship with Lily had warranted me to have such scary dreams like that. No.I shook my head. “I don’t remember anything.”He paused, staring at me for a second. “Really?” He asked like he had some doubts about my reply.I nodded, still keeping the serious face that told how much I wasn’t lying even though I was.“We
CLARAI continued stitching her wound, trying to focus on getting it perfectly done, but my thoughts drifted back to what had happened in the garden earlier. The memory of her slap and her hurtful words replayed in my mind like an annoying echo. Without meaning to—or maybe just a little intentionally—I pierced the needle into the wrong spot. “Ow!” Lily screamed, jerking her arm. “Be careful!” I looked up at her, acting like I didn’t notice what I did. “If you’d stayed home, none of this would’ve happened.” Her face twisted into a frown, and she glared at me. “So, it’s a crime now to hang out with friends?” she snapped. “Yes,” I said, keeping my tone calm, but I knew she could hear the hint of anger in my voice. “When it’s this late, it’s a crime.” She huffed and looked away. “How was I supposed to know something bad was going to happen? Don’t blame me for that.” I looked at Lily for a moment, trying so much to hold back the urge to yell at her. “I’m not blaming you,” I said, sti
CLARAAfter the men left the house to celebrate Dominic’s return, I felt a strange sense of relief. The house felt quieter, though not exactly peaceful. I stayed in my room, locking the door behind me. I didn’t want to risk running into Lily again, not after everything that had happened. From my room, I could still hear her voice echoing faintly from downstairs. She was on a phone call, and by the sound of it, she seemed annoyed or in a hurry. I tried not to care, but it was hard to block out her voice completely. A few minutes later, I heard the sound of a car engine starting. Curious, I peeked through the curtains and saw Lily driving out of the estate. For some reason, my stomach churned. Where could she be going? And why did I even care? I sighed, annoyed at myself for being so nosy, but curiosity got the better of me. I left my room and went to find Christopher. I found him in the kitchen, wiping down the counter. He looked up when he saw me. “Miss Clara,” he greeted politely
CLARALily didn’t say another word. She just turned and walked away, like standing for the next second would cost her so much. I stood there, frozen, trying to keep the tears from falling, but it was useless. My emotions bubbled up, and before I knew it, I was crying.I had told myself to endure her hatred. To spend the rest of the days patiently, hoping upon hope that one of these days, things would change for the good between the both of us. But today, she gave me a million reasons why I shouldn’t wait any longer. It was clear how much she hated me to the core, and no matter how hard I tried to understand her, I just couldn’t.Maybe we were never meant to understand each other. Maybe. Just maybe, it’s me overthinking that one day, she’ll get to understand me better than I thought.I clenched my fists, my voice shaking as I yelled, “I hate you! I hate you so much!” I didn’t care if Lily heard me or not—I just needed to let it out.By nighttime, my cheek still stung from her slap, but
CLARAI had just returned to the garden, trying to clear my head, when I heard hurried footsteps behind me. I turned and saw Lily marching toward me with a look that made my stomach drop. Her face screamed one thing—trouble. “Clara!” she called sharply, and I froze in place, completely thrown off. I didn’t expect her to follow me all the way out here. “Lily?” I said cautiously, my voice betraying my confusion. “Is something wrong?” She crossed her arms, throwing at me that looks that screamed danger. “What was that back in the house?” She blurted.I blinked, caught off guard. “What was what?” “You know exactly what I’m talking about,” she snapped. “The way you were staring at Dominic. What was that for?” I shook my head quickly, trying to make sense of her accusation. “I wasn’t staring,” I said, though I knew how unconvincing that sounded. Lily raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying it. “You weren’t staring? Clara, you looked like you’d seen a ghost—or a god, I can’t decide which
CLARA"Are you sure about selling your eggs?" the doctor asked as I sat in his cramped office. His voice was calm, almost too calm, as if this was just another routine day for him.I glanced at the stack of paperwork in front of me. My hands were trembling as I grabbed the pen. I didn’t want to be here. This wasn’t what I wanted for myself.But my phone buzzed again in my pocket, and I knew exactly what the message said without even looking."If you do not pay within three days, your aunt’s operation will be canceled."Three days. That was all the time I had. And I barely had enough money for food, let alone the operation fees.I sighed heavily and shoved the phone back into my pocket. Aunt Maggie’s medical bills were piling up, and the hospital wasn’t going to wait for me to figure things out.“No,” I admitted quietly, “I’m not sure about this.”The doctor’s face softened. “You don’t have to go through with it. There’s still time to back out.”Lucaa, sitting next to me, leaned forwar...
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