LILY I couldn't tell why I was this nice to her. Not like I didn't like the new me, but it felt weirder than I thought. I mean, I wasn't one to play the nice girl to people I don't feel quite comfortable with. But somehow, I wish I knew, I was beginning to grow a bit comfortable around Clara.Maybe, the incident had really thought me a lot. Maybe, she wasn't my real enemy after all. She had risk her life to save mine, and I couldn't let our relationship deprive me from saving her when I ought to.Asking her to join me eat was another thing I needed to question myself about. Normal me wouldn't give a damn whether or not she ate, and I wouldn't even get myself stealing glances at her.The way she hummed and spoke nicely with Christopher somehow fascinated me. I wished I could have that part of her in my life, and even though she was doing her best to offer it fully, I couldn't get myself to show how much I appreciated it.As I stood before my mirror, I recalled her words to me; "You kn
CLARAI sat in the garden, staring at the flowers as the cool breeze brushed against my skin. My mind wandered back to how much my life had changed since the night my mother died. Those memories felt like a heavy weight, pressing down on my chest.Living with Aunt Maggie and Uncle Mark after that wasn’t exactly a dream come true, but it was better than having nowhere to go. Aunt Maggie tried her best, but Uncle Mark… he made life unbearable. Now that he was out of the picture, I couldn’t help but wonder how peaceful Aunt Maggie’s life must be without him constantly around to make her miserable. For the first time in a while, I felt a sliver of hope for her. I was so lost in thought that I didn’t notice someone approaching until Lily’s voice cut through the silence. “You’re up early,” she said, and I felt even more relieved at the sound of her voice.I looked up, surprised to see her standing there. Her arms were crossed, and she was watching me like she wasn’t sure what to make of
CLARAHe didn’t look my way, but everything about him screamed authority. He was the perfect image of a Mafia—calm, commanding, and dangerous in the quietest way. Honestly, he reminded me of Mateo, like he could be a second version of him. Or maybe brothers, who knows?No wonder Mateo had been so bent and ready to destroy those who had dared harm him. But it wasn’t just his presence that caught my attention. It was his eyes. They weren’t black, and they weren’t brown. They were a strange shade of grey with hints of brown, a mix that made them almost hypnotic. They reminded me of Aaron Pierre’s eyes from the movie; “Mufasa”. Honestly, if there was any way I could keep staring at them, then I’ll gladly do that a million times.However, Lily moved toward him, breaking my thoughts. She didn’t hesitate as she threw her arms around him in a tight hug. The kind that made me wonder if she last saw him ten years ago. “You’re okay,” she said softly, almost as if she needed to hear it for herse
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
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
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
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
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 woke up the next morning, feeling groggy but well rested.The baby chose that moment to start kicking and I rubbed my hands over my belly, hoping to calm me down.It took me a few moments to remember that I wasn’t in the master bedroom but rather in the guest bedroom, Lily usually uses. Damn, yesterday must have taken a lot from me but I could only imagine that Mateo didn’t take too kindly to me not sleeping in the bedroom.Well, that was his business. I had no regrets and I was definitely not going to apologize to him.The door opened and Lily walked in holding a mug. Her eyes lit up when she saw me awake.“Oh, good. You’re awake. I was worried I was going to have to wake you up,” she said.I smiled at her. “Good morning, and thank you for letting me spend the night here. I didn’t want to be alone,” I said.She walked over to me and set the steaming mug of coffee by the nightstand.“You’re welcome. Besides, I liked the company. I think it was another bonding moment for us and
MATEOI heard stomping in front of my office and I knew who it was before the door was thrown open.My mother came into my office wearing a frown I recognized all too well.I had expected her earlier but a look at the security cameras at the house told me that they were still in the middle of their party and they seemed to be having a blast.For the life of me, I had no idea why I needed to be there, it was a ladies’ affair so if you asked me, my mother’s anger was clearly misguided.“It’s late, Mom. Aren’t you tired after the day you’ve had?” I asked.“What the hell has come over you, Mateo?!”My mother hardly cursed except she was very pissed and that was what she was.“I’m working, Mom, and I don’t appreciate the interruption,” I said.“I don’t care about what it is you’re doing. I didn’t raise you to act the way you did this morning. It was unacceptable and you will apologize to Clara for that.”I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. I’ve had a long day and I didn’t intend to a
CLARAWhen Mrs. Antonia put her mind to something, there was no stopping her.I had barely gotten home from my appointment yesterday when a courier came to collect the envelope from me as per her request.She also informed me that she had spoken to Mateo about using the family room for the gender reveal and he didn’t object so things were on track.The family room was unrecognizable by the time I walked in. The room had been decorated in a tasteful shade of pink and blue. I wondered how they were able to get all this work done without making any noise.I retreated and went into the kitchen to find, Mrs. Antonia sipping a cup of coffee.“Good morning,” I greeted.“Morning dear. You’re up earlier than I expected,” she replied.“I had an early night,” I explained.“Well, I the guests would be arriving in a few hours so have some breakfast and go get ready,” she said.I opened my mouth to respond but someone else beat me to it.“I didn’t expect you here this early,” Mateo said.“Good morn
CLARAThis time round, I was driven to the hospital by one of Mateo’s guards. I had tried to protest, but he wasn’t having it.It’s more like he didn’t even give me the chance to argue, so I just went with the flow.I was lying down in the exam room waiting for the doctor to arrive. I read that at this stage, there was a high chance for me to start dilating since I was dangerously close to term.All in all, I just wanted everything to be okay.The doctor walked in a few moments later, saving me from my mental torture.He smiled at me and asked, “How’re you doing today?”“A bit uncomfortable, but overall, I feel quite good,” I answered.He nodded. “A little discomfort is to be expected since you’re in your third trimester.”“Well, I’m about ready to evict this baby from my womb, so let’s get on with this appointment,” I replied.“Very well then, lift up your shirt for me, please,” he said.I raised my shirt, exposing my huge belly.The doctor squirted the cold gel on my belly and ran t
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