LUCIANO My eyes were on the screen of my laptop, but my mind kept diverting to the image of Ros swaying her beautiful ass in the shower. The muffled sound of her humming reached me from behind the bathroom door, luring me to go inside, while I remained seated on the bed with my back leaned onto the
Suddenly I related to Pietro more than I ever had. What did I have? What would I lose if I died today? Nothing. I had nothing. At least my brother now had someone to return to every night, a place to call home and a person to call his. Fabiola will be yours, a voice in my head spat. In a week. Eve
“It’s good that she’s earning a place for herself.” It was Ma who spoke. “I’m just saying this as a normal person. Karim’s Bar is not the safest place to work. Some men will misbehave and I don’t want that for the woman my brother fancies.” “Fancies?” Lys laughed at my choice of words. “Is it that
“Who the hell doesn’t remember their passwords?” “I don’t, because of all the shit I deal with.” “You’re exhausting. I thought she was tired of you and your shit, and wanted to give life a new chance, but a part of me was still confused. She looked at you like she...” She smiled. “Like she could d
ROSALINE “Did you get the money?” Paul asked, the sound of the tattoo machine purring through the phone. “Yeah, I did. I cleared the fund,” I answered, walking back and forth in my room. “I had to make sure they don’t tell Dom.” Lowering my voice, I added, “Just a few more days.” “You want to wai
“Where’s Antoine?” I twisted my head at Mama while she stood quietly near the couch. “He had work and my visit was rather unplanned.” “Clearly. You could have just called and asked me to come by. I know how much you hate this house.” Her throat bobbed. “I do hate this place, but some conversation
“Yes, I love him, but that doesn’t give him a free pass. He cannot come back and leave whenever he wants. He left, and it's over between us. Besides, he needs to marry Fabiola anyway, and there is no way I’m falling into the cycle of regrets again. I refuse to live as the other woman or the woman wh
ROSALINE I shook my head at Dom. “I can explain.” His nostrils flared as he reached me. “Explain what?” he yelled, not caring about Mama’s presence in the room. I could not speak. Could not tell anything. “Just tell me it’s a fake article, Ros. Tell me these pictures are fake, looking into my eyes