ROSALINDA.I had been anxiously waiting for a call or anything that'd assure me that Antonio was okay. I was crazily worried about him. He should have just kept driving and gotten us both to safety. But he didn't. Instead, he stupidly chose to stay back and fight them.He was a skilled Mafia boss, and I had no doubt that he would be able to fight them all by himself. But anything could go wrong, and that was what I was worried about.I wondered who the attackers were and what they wanted. Panic surged through me when my mind went to Diego Romano. What if he found out about Antonio’s atrocity and decided to retaliate?“No. no. no.” I repeated, vehemently shaking my head. It couldn't be.Antonio would be screwed if Diego Romano ever found out. A feud will begin, and lots of lives will be lost. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if that ever happened, because every single life lost would be on my head. He blew up his car just to protect me. I still wondered why he went to such an ext
ROSALINDA.Papà was skimming through a file when we entered his office. The second he saw us, he set it aside, focusing his attention on us.“My lovely daughters.” He beamed, a face-splitting grin tugging his lips apart, surprising us.Sofia and I flicked our gazes at each other, confusion roaming our features, before returning our gazes to Papà.He had been stern with us since the whole pregnancy and Oliver issue. So, seeing him talk to us cheerfully was quite surprising and suspicious.“You asked for us.” I muttered, approaching his desk.“Yes, I did.” He leapt to his feet and walked around his desk, stopping before us.“Rosalinda, Sofia.” He continued, darting his gaze between us. “I know I’ve not been the best father. Looking back at what happened, I realised I should have handled things differently.”Sofia and I looked at each other once again, our confusion deepening. Those were the last words I had expected to slip off Papà’s lips.“What? Are you dying?” Sofia was the first to
ANTONIO.Oliver was the one who stupidly came for me first; how could she even beg for his life? I had never spared anyone who attempted to murder me, and that wouldn’t change now. I would go after him, and I would make him suffer for putting my life and that of Rosalinda in danger.“Antonio, please.” She continued pleading, refusing to relent after repeatedly making it clear that her request was something I was unable to grant.“You should go home.” I told her as I walked past her and started walking towards the door.“Please. Don’t kill him.” She repeated for the hundredth time, but this time the words came out with a shaky voice.My eyes narrowed as I swiftly turned to look at her.“Please.” She persisted as tears began to profusely stream down her cheeks.An unpleasant feeling immediately twisted in my heart as I trudged towards her in long strides, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her to my chest. I hated to see her cry. It stirred up an emotion in me—hurt.“Rosalinda, sto
ROSALINDA.I had never been attracted to anyone the way I was attracted to the man standing before me. Every inch of my skin tingled at his gaze. My entire being burned for him. I wanted him inside me, and that was all I could think about.I hurriedly stood on my tiptoe, my desperation palpable in the way I smashed my lips against his, kissing him like I wanted to suck his soul out.He reciprocated my yearnings by quickly lifting me up into his muscular arms and trudging towards the bed in long strides with me in his arms. Our lips never leaving each other.He finally halted when a barrier blocked him—the bed—and he threw me into it.As I stared into his lustful eyes, I could tell that he wanted me just as much as I wanted him, and that realisation aroused me even more.“I want you, Rosa. All of you.” He groaned out his needs, his voice going straight to my core, making it twitch.“I am all yours.” I breathed out.Leaning forward, he grabbed my thighs, yanking me to the edge of the be
ROSALINDA.I completely lost track of time. The sex was so damn good that I was trapped in a daze, forgetting everything else.My purpose in coming here was to convince Antonio to change his mind about murdering Oliver. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine ending up in his bed. He was just too irresistibly tempting. I had been resisting him for a long time, and my control had finally reached its limit.“Your father, right?” Antonio stalked behind me, planting a soft kiss on my neck before I could even turn around. A new wave of shivers ran through me, making me want him all over again.“Yes.” I moaned as he cupped my breast in his large palm, gently kneading it.“I guess you’re in trouble then.” He stated matter-of-factly, his warm breath blowing into my ears.“Antonio.” I moaned, arching my back in ecstasy.“I want you, baby. I can never get enough of you.” He rasped, his lips connecting with my neck, nibbling at it, and sending my senses into overdrive.“I—need— to—go—home.” I t
ANTONIO.I got to the basement within minutes, and like Marco said, Oliver was there, seated on a chair with his hands tied to the back of the chair, his legs tied together, and a rope tied around his body all together, attaching him to the chair.The knots were firm, and it was impossible for him to free himself.“So, you think you are a bad guy, uh?” My voice was surprisingly calm as I questioned him, approaching him slowly.“What do you want from me? Let me go!” He retorted, wincing in pain.I came to a stop in front of him, folding my arms across my chest and staring down at him.“Use your own mouth to confess to what you did.” I said.“Please!” He yelled, his chest heaving rapidly. “My only crime was to fall in love with Sofia. I won’t deny that I love her. And I don’t think I can stay away from her. That’s the only confession that I have to make.”“Sofia ain’t my business anymore. If you like, fuck her until you produce a dozen more babies. It’s not my fucking business!” I growl
ROSALINDA. I have never been happier in my entire life. I finally got what I wanted. Although I knew this happiness wouldn’t last and that I was treading in a dangerous lane, I decided to revel in it while I still could.Talking to him alone soothed my heart in ways I never imagined. His touch wasn’t just pleasing to my body but also resonated with my soul.“You look bright today. Good news? Is it a man?” Grace interrupted my muse when she noticed my mood.I almost choked on my coffee at her unexpected question, but luckily, I quickly chugged it down. Not without spilling a few drops on the kitchen counter.“Sorry.” Grace quickly said as she reached for a towel and wiped the spillage.“Thank you.” I said, giving her a small smile. “And—there’s no man. I am just in a happy mood today, nothing more. Which is quite normal, right?”“Right.” She nodded, evidently not convinced by my lie.“Good morning, Sofia.” Grace said, and I flicked my gaze to the door to see Sofia walking lazily into
ROSALINDA.My bum was hurting like hell, but that was the least of my concerns at that moment. Giovanni and Sofia just caught me in Antonio’s arms, kissing passionately.That was messed up. I really messed up, and I didn’t know what to say or do except that I was filled with shame. Complete and utter shame.“Are you okay?” Antonio asked, his voice etched with urgency as he helped me back to my feet.I nodded in response, my eyes looking everywhere but in Giovanni and Sofia’s direction. My cheeks burned up with embarrassment, turning them tomato red. But Antonio on the other hand, looked really composed.He scanned my body, and after making sure that I was physically okay, his lips quirked up into an awkward smile.“I think I’ll take my leave now.” He said, and before I could even reply, he trudged towards the door and dashed out of the room. Without acknowledging Sofia and Giovanni’s presence.Knowing it was high time I faced my reality, I finally turned to look at them, my cheeks bu