CLARA I woke up to the sound of low voices murmuring nearby. My body ached, and my head felt heavy as I blinked against the harsh light streaming into the room. As my vision cleared, I noticed two men sitting by my bedside, dressed in expensive suits and wearing a serious expression that immediately put me on edge.“Good, you’re awake,” one of them said, a little softly. He was holding a folder, and the sight of it made my stomach twist.“Who are you?” I managed to ask, feeling my throat run dry.“We work for Mr. Mateo De Luca,” the man replied, as if that explained everything. “He asked us to give this to you.” He handed me the folder, and I hesitated before taking it. I could feel my hands trembling as I opened it, revealing a thick stack of papers inside. “What is this?” I asked, not taking my gaze off the folder in my hand.“It’s your employment contract,” the man said plainly. “For the next two years, you will work as Mr. De Luca’s personal doctor. Your duties are limited to en
CLARA The day I was discharged from the hospital felt like a dream. I was still trying to process everything that had happened, but it seemed like the world wasn’t waiting for me to catch up. As I sat on the hospital bed for the last time, a man dressed in a sleek black suit entered the room. He looked expensive and intimidating, but his expression was calm. “This is for you,” he said, handing me a brand-new phone. I stared at it for a moment. “I don't understand." I stammered, not sure if I understood why everything seems to be happening so fast. "What’s this for?” “Boss wants to talk to you,” he simply replied, giving no room for arguments.I took the phone reluctantly and held it to my ear. “Hello?” Mateo's voice came through from the other end of the line. “Clara.” I swallowed nervously. “Yes?” “I’ve arranged for a driver to take you wherever you need to go,” he said, as though he hadn’t just turned my entire life upside down. “If you don’t want to go back to your unc
MATEO The business lunch never happened. Instead, the docks were where the real conversation took place. It was cold, and the air smelled of salt and blood. Lorenzo knelt on the ground, his clothes was torn and covered in blood. He was breathing hard, and his face pale. My men stood behind me, quiet, holding their guns, waiting for my command. I leaned against a stack of crates, rolling my cigar between my fingers, letting its orange glow lit faintly on my face. I could perceive the scent of tobacco mixed with the stench of the docks. “Let’s get one thing straight, Lorenzo,” I said, staring directly into his eyes. “You thought you could play me? Send a woman into my yatch like some pawn on your chessboard?” He coughed, spitting blood onto the wooden planks. “Mateo, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he rasped. I crouched in front of him, close enough to see the fear in his eyes. “Don’t insult me." I said coldly. "I don’t like games, Lorenzo. You sent her, didn’t yo
CLARA I stared at the man before me, utterly confused. “Why… Why do we need to get engaged?” I asked, hoping this was somehow a dream or something.He rubbed the bridge of his nose, I could tell how obviously frustrated he was. “Clara, listen carefully. The old lady you met earlier today—that was my mother.” I blinked. His mother? “W–what?” “And she has a very specific misunderstanding,” he continued. “She thinks you’re my lover and that you’re carrying my child.” “What?!” I practically shouted, not minding my voice echoing the room. “I... I don't understand. Why would she think that?” Mateo sighed, like it wasn't in his strength to discuss this with me. “Because she saw you and jumped to conclusions. She’s… traditional, Clara. To her, having a child out of wedlock is unacceptable. She’s demanding I take you in and take responsibility.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “But I’m not pregnant with your child! You know that, right?” He gave me a dry look. “Of course, I
CLARA “It’s in the contract. It clearly states we have to share the bed until my insomnia is resolved. Remember?”I stared at him, unable to believe what I’d just heard. Share a bed? Share a room? With him for the coming nights? Can someone please explain to me why it has to be this way?He didn’t seem fazed by my shock. Instead, he leaned back against the headboard, his bare upper body was on full display. His muscles rippled slightly as he reached for a book on the nightstand, and I quickly averted my eyes, feeling my cheeks heat up. Was it the pregnancy? Hormones, maybe? My heart was pounding, and my face felt warm, too warm. What type of man is he? For now reason, everything about him just makes my heart skip a beat?“I don’t have any pajamas,” I said awkwardly, trying to find an excuse to delay the inevitable. Mateo glanced at me, raised an eyebrow, and tossed a shirt from the foot of the bed. “This will do,” he said simply. I caught the shirt mid-air, staring at it like i
CLARA I stood there, completely frozen, as Lily’s eyes pinned me in place. Her posture screamed arrogance, her gaze still flickering between me and the shirt I was wearing.I was beginning to wonder if her anger was because I was here, or because of the shirt I was putting on, or maybe both."Look, I know you don't like me and definitely don't want me here. But the truth is, I'm just a guest, that's all." I explained.“So, you’re just a guest, huh?” she sneered, crossing her arms over her chest. Obviously she didn't believe me. “Funny, I didn’t know guests wandered into someone else’s house at seven in the morning wearing clothes that don’t belong to them.” I could feel the heat creeping up my face. I wasn’t sure if it was embarrassment or anger. “The shirt was given to me,” I said, trying to keep my voice calm. “It’s just something I wore to sleep in.” She laughed in a mocking way. “Oh, really? And who gave it to you? Mateo? Please.” She rolled her eyes dramatically. “Like I sai
CLARA The moment Mateo walked toward me, I felt a wave of relief. His eyes softened as he crouched down, reaching out to help me to my feet. “Clara, are you okay?” he asked, a hint of concern stained in his voice.I nodded slowly, brushing my hands against my dress to steady myself. “I’m fine,” I replied, though I wasn’t. My stomach still churned with pain.His gaze shifted from me to Lily, “What exactly happened, Lily?”"She pushed me." I told him.Lily was quick to respond, crossing her arms and putting on an innocent face. “She spilled coffee all over me and then tripped. I didn’t touch her,” I didn't know this lady was all sweet talking.I opened my mouth to protest, but the butler interrupted, stepping forward. “It all happened so quickly, sir,” he said. “All I know is Miss Clara did hand over the coffee first.” I stared at the butler in disbelief. He had seen everything. He had seen how she had rudely spoken to me, he had to have noticed her little shove. But he wasn’t going
CLARA Mateo’s question about my family had left me unsettled, but I couldn’t let him see that. I wondered why he had suddenly asked me that. Did he suddenly grow interested to know my profile?I wasn't quick to respond, I chose my words carefully, hiding away the darkest parts of my past where they belonged—out of sight. “I grew up in a church,” I said softly, fiddling with the hem of Mateo’s shirt that I was still wearing. “After… everything that happened, the church became my refuge. It was where I found stability, even when nothing else made sense.” He kept staring at me with an unreadable expression that made me almost wonder if he was actually listening to me. “What do you mean by ‘everything that happened’?” I hesitated before forcing a small smile. “You know, losing my parents. After that, I moved in with my aunt and uncle. The church helped a lot. They made sure I had what I needed to get by.” I could feel his gaze, like he was trying to piece together a puzzle I wasn
CLARAI was officially in the awkward phase of pregnancy where I could no longer walk properly. Instead, I waddled like a penguin.And the discomfort, God, I was so uncomfortable. My feet were swollen and I had taken to wearing crocs and slippers because I could no longer tie my shoes on my own, also because those were the only footwear I owned that were comfortable enough.Not to talk about the fact that I was in a constant shitty mood so I was grumpy. Christopher had taken the brunt of my bad mood and he had been gentle, calm, and understanding through it all that I felt really bad for snapping at him.Let’s not talk about how I’ve been actively avoiding Lucaa and Mrs. Antonia because with them it was always something new. Ever since they began planning my baby shower, I haven’t known peace.Did I mention that Lucaa changed her vision board three more times?Yes, she did because she wanted everything to be perfect and the previous ones weren’t doing it justice.Now I was hiding out
RENZETTII slammed my office door closed, still fuming after the disaster of the meeting.What the hell was wrong with those fuckers!Didn’t they realize that I had the power to get rid of them if I wanted to?!I really needed to tighten my leash on them and make them remember who was in charge, and never forget it.How dare they challenge me when I was the one that called for the fucking meeting?Carlos, my second in command walked in and I turned my furious gaze to him.“I need to do something about those fuckers before they get any crazy ideas. They need to remember that I hold their fate in my hands,” I growled.He nodded. “I agree.”It’s not like he could disagree in the first place. That was why Carlos has been such a good right-hand to me. He knew when to shut up and do what he was told. I had also never questioned his loyalty.“But first I need to find the idiot who was stupid enough to order a large shipment of guns on my watch and he even killed my men!”“Whoever is responsi
BRUNO“You’re not going to offer me a drink?” Mateo asked and I glared at him.“Here I was thinking you were a hospitable host,” he added.“I’m only hospitable to people I invite into my home, you just decided to show up,” I replied.He nodded. “Fair enough, but what was that all about?” he asked.“Nothing important, she was just a girl that I brought home last night. But she seemed to have no idea what the concept of a one-night stand is. Somehow she got it in her head that we had something special going,” I explained.“And her accusation about you being gay?”“She heard our conversation and I told her I was expecting a guest. She interpreted it to mean that it was a lady and when you showed up, she made assumptions.”“Hmm… you sure do know how to pick them, Bruno. I never would have pegged you to be a player,” Mateo said.“Oh, please spare me the righteous act, like you don’t go chasing some tail from time to time,” I retorted.“Unlike you, I don’t sleep around and even if I did, br
BRUNOI ended the call and turned to look at her.“Oh, good. You’re dressed. Do you want me to call you a cab?” I asked.“I thought at the very least, you would be a decent human being but here you are propositioning another person when I’m still in your house,” she said, glaring daggers at me.“Last I checked, I don’t owe you any explanation about how I live my life. Who I do or don’t invite into my home is none of your damn business,” I replied.“I can’t believe this. You used me and now you’re just trying to dispose of me like trash?”“Now, I’m not going to let you continue slandering me and assuming things I never even said. I have been patient enough with you and accommodating your shit. There’s a limit to the amount of shit I can take so don’t even push your luck, Linda.”“My name is, Lacey!” she yelled. “Jeez, you can’t even get that right.”“And what does that tell you?” I asked. “Why don’t you do us both a favor and just go.”She pursed her lips into a stubborn pout and sat d
BRUNO“Is that supposed to be a threat?” Alfred asked.I was in no fucking mood to deal with, his antics. Alfred did not know what personal space was and worse, he did not know when to get a fucking clue.That was going to get him killed one day.“I don’t make threats, Alfred, and I was just giving you a subtle reminder of what happens to people who refuse to mind their business,” I replied.He looked to Mateo, probably expecting tobe backed up but, Mateo just shrugged and closed his car door.His driver took off, leaving me alone with, Alfred who has refused to get a fucking clue and move on. “You don’t want to make an enemy of me,” he said and I laughed.Oh, he was hilarious. Just because he held the title of a lord, he thought he could threaten me with the little territory he controlled.“I don’t bother about people like you, Alfred. And just so you know, Mateo and I might be enemies but one thing that’s constant in life is change. You just pray that this change does not end up get
MATEOEvery time I had to be in Renzetti’s presence, I always had to remind myself that I was playing the long game and not to do anything rash.That was why I hated these general gatherings. First, I couldn’t stand most of these lords and the feeling was definitely mutual but most importantly, this was just a colossal waste of my time.However, for the time being, I still answered Renzetti so I couldn’t decide to skip out on the meeting without putting myself on Renzetti’s radar, that was if I wasn’t already on it.This particular meeting was not our regularly scheduled one. No, Renzetti called this meeting as a matter of urgency and I had a good idea what he was going to say.Bruno also walked in and sat at the far end of where I was, not sparing me a glance because none of the people here must know that we were working together.As far as they were concerned, we both hated each other and I needed it to remain that way.“Hey, Mateo, do you know what this meeting is for?” Alfred, on
CLARAI parked my ass on one of the hard benches in the chapel and dialed, Lucaa’s number.“Hey, girl!” she answered in her usual chipper voice. “I wasn’t expecting a call from you today.”“Stop playing, Lucaa. Since when do I need to inform you before I call,” I replied.“I was just kidding,” she replied with a light chuckle. “And I’m going to guess and say you’re in the chapel so what’s up?”“I have news for you. In fact, I’m sure you would classify this as good news,” I said.“Ouuuu…I’m set. Now tell me what it is,” she demanded like a child and I couldn’t help but let out a little laugh.“Okay, I had a conversation with Mateo about the baby shower,” I started.“Okay….” She replied tentatively, obviously having no idea where this was going.So I went ahead and narrated the details of my conversation with Mateo. And in true Lucaa fashion, she listened without interrupting.“That seems to have been a very interesting conversation,” she said when I had finished giving her the details.
MATEOI found Clara watching a show when I walked into the house.I guess she was feeling better since she wasn’t asleep like she had been the past few days.“Oh, I didn’t hear you come in,” she said when she finally noticed my presence.“I was quiet in case you were sleeping.”“Well, you didn’t need to do that. Most of the time when I fall asleep I’m usually dead to the world,” she replied.Don’t I know it?Sometimes I wished I could sleep the way she did but I guess that’s virtually impossible. I doubted she had much to worry about.“Have you had dinner?” I asked.She nodded. “Yes, Christopher fed me before he retired for the night.”“That’s good.”“Uhm… do you want me to dish out your dinner?” she asked.I shook my head. “No, I can do that myself.”“Okay, then,” she said and turned her attention back to the show she was watching.I turned to go to the kitchen but stopped in my tracks when she called for me.“Can I talk to you?” she requested.“Sure, what do you want to talk about?”
MATEO I sighed frustratedly. “I guess calling you here was a mistake then.”The smiled turned to a smirk. “Who said so?” I raised an eyebrow at him. “I’m quite less busy today, so I think being here is the best choice.”We sat in silence for a long time. Trust me, I wish I could smack his face a million times. He keeps getting on my nerves, giving me reasons to get annoyed even more.“If you don’t have anything to tell me, I guess you should get going now.” I told him.“Fine. I was even about to do that now.” He stood up, heading for the door. “I really need the information, Bruno.” I said, trying to be calm as possible. “I need to know what step to take next.”“And I said no, Mateo. I can’t give you the information you need right now.” He smiled. “I will definitely tell you, but not today. And not even anytime this week.”I never knew he was damn serious with his words until he walked out of my room without hesitation. I walked towards the window, watching as he stepped into his ca