Talia’s POVIt didn’t take long for Marissa’s spirit to lift as we talked and laughed over a bottle of champagne. There were moments where I felt she was ready to tell me about her run-ins with Matteo but she decided against it and I couldn’t fault her for that. Everyone had secrets they’d rather take to the grave and as long as she could take care of herself, I wouldn’t need to bother too much. “Did you have a good time in Paris, Talia?” Marissa asked as she took a sip from the glass cup in her hand. “I did. It was my first time outside the country and it was a splendid experience. I knew your brother was wealthy and well connected but seeing him amongst foreign dignitaries, I understood I had been limiting the scope to how influential he was.” I gushed. “You haven’t seen half of it,” Marissa laughed. “The longer you stay, the more you’ll see a lot of things and that reminds me, we need to talk.” I groaned internally as Marissa fixed me with a stare. I knew that face and I knew
Talia’s POVI felt a wave of anger consume me as soon as I heard his voice. He should’ve taken the hint from the last time we spoke but he didn’t. John was like a pest who didn’t know when to call it quits and maybe I was partly at fault for his excesses because if I had allowed Lorenzo to beat him to death or informed him that John came after me a couple of hours ago, he wouldn’t have reached out to me. “I know what you’re thinking and I’m sorry, Talia. But before you do or say anything rash, I want you to hear me out first. You need to hear my side of the story before you make any conclusions.” John said in an urgent tone. “You’re a pathological liar, John. Why the hell would I be interested in hearing anything that comes out of your mouth after you lied to me during the entire course of our relationship?” I asked. “Whoever I was didn’t change the fact that I was in love with you, Talia. I still am, my true identity was a lie but my time with you wasn’t.”That was it. I was fed up
Talia’s POVAs soon as the call with John ended, I hurried to Lorenzo’s room and tried to get ready before he arrived. I didn’t want him to ask questions that I had no answers for, he was pretty good at figuring out whenever he was lied to and I didn’t want to caught up in that web. As I dried my hair in front of the large mirror in his bathroom, I heard his voice as he yelled. I’d hardly seen him this aggressive and whatever it was, it had to be something huge. I made my way out of the bathroom to see Lorenzo pacing the entire length of the corridor, yelling into his phone at the top of his voice. It was pretty late but he didn’t seem to care.“You don’t have to be so aggressive all the time,” I muttered under my breath as I picked at the robe I had on. “What did you just say?” Lorenzo turned to face me, his eyes narrowing into slits. Fuck. Could he have heard what I said?“Nothing,” I lied. “I hate it when you lie to me and you know I’m going to punish you for that,” Lorenzo
Talia’s POVI couldn’t stop the blush from creeping up my cheeks. We were lying on the cold tiles in the corridor, staring out at the starry sky. “I’m not going to be able to look your staff in the eyes anymore,” I groaned. “You’ll get used to it, I assure you.” Lorenzo laughed, pushing himself to his feet as he walked into the room and I followed suit. “That’s going to be very uncomfortable, Lorenzo.” I pulled the robe tighter.“For what it was worth, you wanted me to fuck you out there, Talia. You were quite impatient like you couldn’t wait for it.” I clamped my mouth shut because he was right. I lost control of myself as soon as his hands touched my skin. “I told you I would come to you when I was done,” Lorenzo chuckled. “You were supposed to be with me two hours ago,” I argued. “I lost track of time, I’ve been busy with the spy I discovered amongst the guests today.” Lorenzo shrugged. A spy? My heart suddenly dropped into my stomach. A small part of me wondered if John ha
Talia’s POVYou haven’t told us about what’s been happening with your love life for the past couple of weeks now,” Jasmine began as we huddled together on the sofa, debating on what movie we should watch. Lorenzo had traveled before I woke up that morning so I had the whole day to myself for the first time in a long time and seeing how his restrictions on me had eased, I took the chance to visit my friends. I wanted a horror movie but Talia and Valerie were having none of it, it was in the middle of the night and they all wanted to sleep peacefully without having to wake up screaming at some point.“C’mon,” I groaned. “You both know everything already, what’s left to talk about? And to correct you both, I don’t have a love life.”“You’ve been on a roll lately and while we’re happy for you, we want to make sure you know what you’re doing.” Valerie began. “I hope you don’t take this the wrong way as well,” Jasmine quickly added. “We’re just concerned, that’s all there is to it.” I n
Talia’s POVThe journey home the next morning was rather quiet. I hadn’t been able to sleep the whole night and when Valerie and Jasmine offered to drive me to the mansion, I hurriedly refused. I didn’t want Lorenzo to find out about them and more so, I didn’t want them to find out that there was something wrong with me. Fortunately, the cab driver wasn’t in a chatty mood and it was perfect for me. Ten minutes later, the cab pulled up at the mansion and I handed the driver a fifty-dollar bill and told him to keep the change. It was only past eight and Marissa wouldn’t be awake and I had no idea if Lorenzo had returned from his trip. “Do you know if Don Lorenzo is back?” I asked a maid as I scaled up the stairs. “No, he isn’t.” She replied, smiling at me before she walked away. I heaved a sigh of relief, it was one less headache to deal with. I made my way into my room and locked the door before plopping on the bed, not bothering to change my clothes. I had no zeal to do anythin
Talia’s POV“Things aren’t black and white, Marissa,” I said. “You can’t just stroll in here and tell me to come on a trip with you when I don’t want to, it’s an offense and you could be arrested for that especially if I press charges against you.” I was rambling at this point but I didn’t care, I wanted to do anything in my power to stay alone for the rest of the day. I was feeling this load of guilt trying to crush me and I didn’t want any of them to see me when I eventually broke down. “You know you’re saying nonsense, right? And if this is your poor attempt to wiggle your way out of this, it isn’t going to work, Talia. Lorenzo owns you and there’s nothing you can do about it.”I knew that I had slipped up and there was no coming back from this. Courtesy of my recent choices and struggles, I’d let my intrusive thoughts come out and I couldn’t take it back anymore. “The point is, whatever you’re suggesting isn’t something I feel is going to work with me right now given how I feel
Talia’s POVI’d gone from detesting being forced to come on a road trip to being in love with every second of it. Marissa had made the trip down here worthwhile with her endless tales of her mischievous childhood and her overbearing older brother. She was the only person who’d seen Lorenzo in his human form for a considerable amount of time and I couldn’t help but wonder what that felt like. I was starting to understand why she felt it was her responsibility to make sure he found someone he would be able to share his life with because she wouldn’t be staying at the mansion forever. Lorenzo was having a meeting when we arrived at the charming, rustic country home nestled among rolling hills and lush greenery. I’d never been to one and it easily took my breath away at how spectacular it is. The exterior walls were clad in natural stone, and there was a pitched roof with overlapping tiles, providing a sense of warmth and coziness. The large windows, often with shutters, allowed natu
Lorenzo's POVI sat in my truck, contemplating on getting out. I hadn't set foot in the cemetery since the mass burial over a week ago. It had been a spectacular burial and they truly deserved it. Each of every one of them lying in their graves had fought and risked their life for the mafia and I was eternally grateful to them for their service.As the leader of the mafia, I had declared a one-day mourning and had vowed to find the perpetrators. John couldn't have done all of these by himself, he had to have an ally or allies, more powerful than the ones I knew about already.I'd spent the whole week sitting next to Marissa who was still in a coma. It hadn't been easy but we had managed to bring her home where she had the best doctors at her disposal and on my behalf, Matteo had set about taking out John's soldiers and he was brutal at it.I told myself that I would be back when I felt ready, and here I was ready to carry out on my promise. I sucked in a deep breath before opening the
Talia’s POV The words were too heavy for my mouth to spill and I could only watch in tears as Lorenzo walked out of the prison room, leaving me alone with the darkness and the other prisoners for company. The place was silent except for the occasional screaming I could hear. There was this feeling of despair and resignation that hung in the air and I was starting to feel it in my bones too. The cell I was in smelled of puke, rotten flesh, and blood. I’d always dreamt of being free to make choices and decisions that would benefit my life without any interference from anyone and that had always been my dream but it was a thing of the past now. I had doubts that I would come out of here alive. And in that moment, I heard someone break into tears and I finally accepted my fate that I was never walking out of here. This was my fate until Lorenzo decided to have mercy on me and put a bullet between my eyes and if it did come down to that, I’d gladly pick a quick death over suffering in
Lorenzo’s POV I had always been a meticulous and well-prepared man. I always took precautionary measures to make sure nothing out of the ordinary ever happened. That was the main rule of the street to stay alive, you had to always be on guard at all times. But this news had been unexpected, and when it had happened, I was filled with dread of what I had indirectly just done. I thought the worst part was behind me but I was wrong—so wrong. It didn’t help that Marissa was nearly as stubborn as I was and if she had listened to me or Matteo, there was every chance that she wouldn’t be in a coma right now but she and Matteo were like oil and water, both dominant people who would do anything to be in control.And despite Matteo’s pleading, Marissa had blatantly refused to head back to the mansion and she put herself at risk. The act of blaming a victim was something I swore never to do and here I was, breaking my promises but I was trying to stay in control of my emotions and not lose
Talia’s POV True to Lorenzo’s words, I had gone from his escort to a suspect as I was bundled into the back of a van with a handful of his guards who placed handcuffs on me. I felt the car I was in move and while I couldn’t see anything, my best guess was we were heading back to the mansion and I dreaded what was waiting for me back there. I didn’t see Marissa here with them and I didn’t know how to face her after everything that had transpired. She had been one of the few genuine friends that I ever had and I felt bad for how this whole thing had turned out. If I could go back in time to make my decision to betray Lorenzo, I know what I’d pick over and over. I didn’t know how long I was out for but a guard violently shook my arm forcing me awake. I rubbed my eyes open and realized that the car had stopped moving and that meant only one thing. “You need to come down now,” The guard spoke harshly and I quickly did as he instructed. I made my way out of the car and into the fami
Talia’s POV I spotted Lorenzo from where I was hiding behind one of the couches in the large room. There were a series of screams coming from every corner but I didn’t care about any of them now, not when Lorenzo was in the room, holding a gun. I held my breath and shut my eyes as tightly as I could as I saw Lorenzo making his way over to where I was. He tapped me with the cold steel of the Glock in his hand.“Where the hell is John?” His voice was harsh and I instinctively winced. “I—I don’t know. He left me here and went somewhere with his guards.” I forced myself to speak. “Did you see which way he went?” Lorenzo asked again. “No,” I answered without skipping a beat. “If you dare lie to me, Talia…” Lorenzo warned. “I have no idea, Lorenzo. I swear on my life. He asked me to wait and he left before I could even know what was happening.” The gunshots were getting closer to the main house and I could faintly hear the sound of sirens in the distance. “Is there something you k
Talia’s POV John’s guards reacted quickly and one of them stopped the bullet with his chest, dropping dead instantly while the rest scrambled away, protecting John while returning fire on us. “John got lucky but we can’t turn our back now.” I said to Marissa and Matteo who were hiding behind a large statue. Talia had managed to be dragged away by John but I was going to get her back, I was certain of it. Retrieving it from my pocket, I shielded my eyes from the bright sun reflecting on the phone as it stopped ringing before I could click on the receiver. The notification light on my phone blinked softly notifying me of a text message received minutes earlier. We’re here and we’re proceeding with your instructions. Do we have the go ahead to continue?I nodded as I read the text before giving him the go ahead. It was from an unknown number but I didn't need to guess who sent it. It was a typical message, long enough to relay the message. My uncle was the most punctilious person
Talia’s POV “This is another one of your pranks, isn’t it?” Lorenzo laughed. “You kidnapped Talia and you’re trying to use her as a way to get through to me, isn’t it?” “The only person who’s being played here is you, Lorenzo, and you haven’t realized it yet.” John shook his head. “Take a moment and think about everything so you can finally know the truth and learn that I’ve been three steps ahead of you the whole fucking way.”I was tired of hiding in the shadows and I knew it was time to go in. I’d managed to bargain with John and he said he’d set me free if I backed him up on this and if I failed to do so, I would be heading back to the dungeons when this was all over.The dining room fell silent as soon as I walked in through the doors. I had wanted to come in as quietly as I could but given that they were all facing the door I was walking out from, it was pointless. I could hear them arguing tersely as I made my way toward the dining room, the discussion was getting harsher an
Lorenzo’s POV “You have this all wrong, John. I have to admit.” I began. “Of all the things you could come up with, you had to use Talia to bring me here?” “I thought you three would understand why I did what I did,” John looked at me intently before holding Matteo’s and Marissa’s gaze as well. “When you claimed Talia to be your slave, she had nothing. She was a poor escort and on the receiving end of many of your friends’ sexual desires but you chose her. Why did you do it back then?” He finished, clearly taunting me with his words.“It’s starting to seem like you never moved on after I took your girlfriend from you. Is that what this is about?”9“If I’m being honest, I thought you three would never bother to ever show up. If it wasn’t for me, she’d be working a worse job right now or worse, dead.”“You think getting her to marry you would serve as your compensation for saving her life?” I scoffed. “Haven’t you heard our words, John?”“You always come back for one of its own.” I sm
Lorenzo’s POVI was used to being placed in tight spots. The kind that gets you killed faster than you can blink. My mind had been going over different new scenarios in my head on how this would end and none of the options assured me. During one summer many years ago spent in the middle of the forest with my uncle was when I understood the power of leverage and patience, it was there, and then I had it all figured out. My plan for coming here was a calmer and safer one, one that needed patience to execute and that was a virtue Matteo solely lacked which was why I would be our spokesperson.There are times when you have to listen to your instincts and times when you have to do what needs to be done no matter what.I made a small fortune competing at arm wrestling events when I was in high school. I often skipped classes to visit the local pub a couple of streets away, there wasn’t anything new I hadn’t read beforehand anyways. During my visits there, I had never lost any match, it didn