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Maria. Two hours later Emilia and I were done with our call. She wouldn’t stop talking about Kyle for almost an hour, saying how she was going to confront him one of these days and ask him why he was following her around like her guard. I don’t take too much meaning into this, maybe Luciano was looking after her or maybe this was just for his personal benefit. I left my room so I wouldn’t be lost in my head, and walked past Elena who didn’t comment on me going to Luciano’s office. I entered Luciano’s office. Again. I know, I shouldn’t be in here not after the first time but there’s something that has been bothering me since I saw it and I need to check it out again. His boring office was still in the same condition as the first time, plain and black. Nothing much to look at. I grabbed the drawer handle and searched for the file I saw the other day, thankfully it didn’t take me long to find. I found it sitting atop another file. I brought it out and quickly stared at the Polaroid
Luciano.I paused waiting for her reaction but nothing came from her, she blinked and blinked as she tried to process what I just said.It must have been a shock to her but that’s the truth. Her father is nothing like the kind and loving man that he showed her to be, he’s nothing but a monster.“He raped my mother in front of my eyes and that wasn’t all Mariana. That wasn’t the only thing your loving father did to me and my family, he killed my father then framed us and made us the culprit for his crime.” I was getting mad as I spoke of it.The scene of my own mother lying in the pool of her blood flashed right before my eyes. She was scared, the look in her eyes was that of a woman scared of her life and that look intensified when she knew I was watching.“That…..that isn’t possible.” She said, shaking her head as if denying this.I know she would definitely deny this; she has always seen her father as the perfect man that he poses to be. But this, this is the fucking truth.“Your fa
Maria. It was all too much. I couldn’t…..I just couldn’t think about what he was saying. I wanted to believe it was not true, that my father wouldn’t do something as mean as this but his voice. The pain and anguish in his voice were everything to make this all real. “He held a gun to her head when I tried to intervene, Mariana. He told me to keep my mouth shut or else he was going to put a bullet in my mom's head and in mine after. I couldn’t do anything, my mom's screaming went down after he threatened to kill me. She let him do what he wanted as long as he didn't harm her or her children.” I couldn’t breathe. It felt like every air in my lungs was being knocked out and my heart was being ripped out of my chest and squeezed tight. I didn’t want to believe it but his words were too big to be a lie, a man like Luciano would never come up with a fake story to frame a man like my father. And at the same time, I know a man like my father wouldn’t do the things he said. Maybe he got c
Maria.I tried coming up with an excuse for my father.“I can’t do that if that’s what you’re expecting of me, Mariana. He might be your father but that man ruined my life in more ways than I can say.”“And I believe it wasn’t just our lives he ruined, who knows how many others he has done this to. Your father is no fucking saint, he’s a beast.”“You…..might be wrong. How did…..you know it was him?” My throat felt clogged. I wanted to cry and at the same time, the tears wouldn’t come out.“His eyes. They were the one thing I could never forget. The way they stared into mine tauntingly as he kept assaulting my mom. Why do you think I hate looking at your eyes, Mariana?” He asked and I already knew the answer to that.Because my eyes are identical to my father's. I was the only one who carried the orbs of my father.Was this the same reason why my mother wouldn’t look at me too?A quick memory of her looking everywhere but at me flashed into my head causing a slight headache.“You must…
Luciano.I grabbed a bottle of strong alcoholic wine from the bar room on my way to my room, I would really need that.I had come home tonight with just one thing in mind and that’s to fuck my wife until she’s unconscious.But I couldn’t, after taking her in my arms ready to go ahead with my plan and fuck the hell out of her. The image of my mom lying in her pool of blood and the anguish in my brother’s voice stopped me.I should hate her, she’s my enemy’s daughter and yet here I am all……I have no fucking words for it.I shouldn’t be playing house with my enemy’s daughter.Adriano is fucking right, I have been stalling.I had to pull back from kissing her and saw the way it hurt her. The way she stared at me with confused eyes as she waited for me to explain.God, I hate myself right now but like I have been doing for the past hour; this is for the best.I plump my ass on the bed and chug down almost half of the bottle before bringing it down.I stare at nothing at my feet. Mariana's
Maria.I woke up with a start, my whole body sweating as I tried to recollect why I was this sweaty and scared.I had a dream last night and in that dream, I saw someone who looked like my father hitting the car I was in with another person. It wasn’t clear, the view was blurry so I couldn’t tell if it was him or not.It wasn’t him, I may have had that dream because of the lies planted in my head last night.Speaking of lies I have to find out on my own.I got down from the bed and made my way to the bathroom. I took a quick shower before coming out dressed in a white polo and jeans trousers.I let my hair fall loosely on my shoulders as I picked up my phone before going downstairs.I haven’t heard the sound of Elena walking around this morning or wasn’t she in the house yet?My steps halted when I saw Luciano sitting on the couch with his hands on his knees supporting his head.What is he doing here?How long has he been here?I took a deep breath before taking the rest steps down an
Maria. I immediately head to my father's office with shaky legs. I don’t know what to expect, part of me wants to see the proof that Luciano is telling the truth so I can stop going out of my mind with thinking and another part of me wants to see that my father; the same one who has been around almost all my life is innocent. I don’t believe he can hurt anyone more rape someone. I stared at the closed door contemplating whether to barge in or just knock. If I were to barge in then he would notice that something was wrong; the reason why I left Luciano. So I knocked softly before opening the door without waiting for him to answer. I peeked inside and saw him sitting on his chair with his phone to his ear making a call, his back was turned to me so he couldn’t see me look around his office for a second. His voice was in a whisper so I couldn’t hear what he was saying but he sounded harsh. “Father….” I called, causing him to immediately turn around. “Maria, what are you do
Maria.The safe has a code at the side which means a code has to be input before I could see what was inside.I typed in a couple of numbers without thinking hoping it would actually work but It’s it didn’t work I tried a couple of other passwords that I could think of but none of them worked I glanced over my shoulder when I heard a slight noise coming from outside the door, heart racing as I waited to see if anyone was coming but thankfully no one came in.I brought out my phone from the back of my pocket and without thinking I typed a message.Me: How to open a safe without alerting anyone?I shouldn’t be doing this to my father, he has never done a thing to make me doubt him but I have to. To prove he is innocent I have to do this.I bit my bottom lip as I waited for his reply, I wondered if he would even reply……Grumpy Luc: What kind?Me: A safe with codes?Grumpy Luc: Send a picture so I can see.I did just that and waited impatiently for his reply. I have less time in my hands
Epilogue.Three months later.Maria.“You have to wake up now, butterfly.” I moaned, pushing away from the voice but whoever it was wasn’t going to let me sleep like I’d wanted.“Butterfly.” He called again, and slowly I peeled my eyes open, staring directly at my husband.He smiled at me once our eyes locked.“Wakey, wakey.” I yawned, without bothering to get down from the bed.“Isn’t it too early to wake me up, Luc?” I asked with my throat a bit dry.Was he taking me out for another sightseeing after the one he took me days ago?As much as I hated when he woke up so early in the morning, it was worth it. Every single moment was magical and I would have regretted it if I didn’t force myself up.“No, it’s not. It’s almost three in the afternoon, butterfly. You should wake up so you’ll eat.” I couldn’t believe what he’d just said.Slowly I look from him to the alarm clock sitting on the bedside table. He was really telling the truth, the time was 2;45 pm which meant I had been sleeping
Maria.In one single powerful thrust, he shoved his thick cock inside me. My mouth opened but no sound came out. I’m stretched wide as I take every inch of his cock inside me, sinking my fingernails into his back and wrapping my shaky legs around his waist.He let out a groan as he leaned down, resting his head on mine and pulling at the side of my hair. He pecked my forehead and moved his head to my side, placing his mouth directly on my ear.“I fucking missed this butterfly. I missed being inside you.” He growled in my ear.He remained inside me without moving, “you feel like fucking heaven.” He pulled all the way out and then he moved his hips again, thrusting into me until he was in.“Fuck!” He cursed.My breasts bounced against his chest, my nipples rubbing his as I cried out in pleasure.He chuckled darkly, pulling back and then tugging on my hair harder.“Ask me to fuck you again, butterfly.” He commanded.I let out a cry and quickly the words came out of my mouth.“Please fuck
Maria.“Take off your panties.” Luciano didn’t do anything after that, instead, he watched me. He watched me take my panties off leaving me in nothing but his shirt I was putting on which would be on the floor in a matter of seconds soon.“Fuck! I didn’t know how much I loved seeing you in my shirt until today. You should wear it often.” He said and all I did was blush at his compliment.Before I knew what was happening he wrapped his hands around my waist and pushed me to the bed until I was lying on my back. He hovered over me with his eyes dark with lust as they stared into mine.“I can’t wait to taste you, butterfly.” He whispered as he placed soft kisses on my neck and shoulder.“Then what are you waiting for?” The words were out of my mouth before I realized what I had said. That was bold and I love it.“Jesus Christ woman, are you trying to Jill me?” He asked as he held the helm of the shirt, he pushed it up until it gathered around my neck.My breasts were exposed to his eyes
Luciano.Everything felt like a fucking dream, I feel like I’m vibrating with feelings after so many years of being dead inside and that’s all because of her.Mariana.What she did for me was absolutely amazing. The best thing anyone could have done for my dead soul. She brought back the light in my fucking life and I wasn’t kidding when I said she is different from her father.She’s the light in our dark world and I want that to remain the same.I’m currently lying in bed even though I’m perfectly okay to move around and go about my business but since she isn’t satisfied with the doctor's report that I’m fine, I was forced to stay in bed.I have no choice but to do that, she’s the fucking boss now and I would do anything for her.Just like she knew I was thinking about her, the door opened and my beautiful wife walked in. Since it was just the two of us at home—Emilia wouldn’t leave Kyle's side no matter what anyone said. So she followed him to his house to take better care of him.I
Maria.“Are you there, Mari?” I sniffed, fisting my hand in my lap.“I’m fine. Just Luc and Kyle got shot.” hearing her sharp intake of breath made me realize what I’ve just said.Shit!“Is he…. Are they alright?” She asked, her voice completely filled with worry.I shouldn’t have mentioned Kyle got shot.“Yes, they are….” They will be.I’m sure they will both be okay.“Okay, what about you? Are you alright?”“I’m perfectly fine, Lia.”“And…. Father?” She hesitated before asking.“He’s no longer here lia. I’m sorry.” I have to apologize for what I did.“It’s okay. I…. We will be at the hospital soon, see you later.” She hung up before I could even say more.I let out a breath and closed my eyes.“Is everything alright?” My eyes snapped open and they came in contact with Carlos’s.“No. Everything is fine.” He stared at me for a while before nodding once.“I have gotten everything under control; the police I mean.” He added when he must have seen the confused look on my face.“Thank you
Maria. “Butterfly.” I was only able to stop once Luciano called my name. I brought the gun down slowly as I turned to look at him. Shit! I have completely forgotten he got shot. “Luc!” I threw the gun away and ran straight to where he was lying on the floor. His blood hasn’t stopped coming out of the gunshot wound and right there I feel nothing after shooting my father—killing him. I had no choice, it was either him or every one of us. He has already got to Luc and Kyle, and I would be next if I didn’t do that. “Are you alright?” He asked and right at this moment I just wanted to smack his chest. He was the one in pain, the one looking all pale and ready to lose consciousness yet he was asking if I was alright. Carlos rushed over to check my father's body on the floor, I bet he’s alive after all those….. I can’t believe I did that. I can’t believe I just shot my own father. “Hey…. look at me, you are alright.” Luciano said weakly as he raised his hand. I let the first tea
Luciano. “She begged you to stop but you didn’t. Any man wouldn’t do that to the woman he claimed to love.” I spat out angrily. God. I was ready to put a bullet in his head if only he was pointing a gun at my wife, his fucking daughter. “You know me more than that, Mariana. I am not the man you think I am, I would never do such a thing to another woman not when I have you and your sister. I have done everything to protect the both of you, I have provided everything you’ve ever wanted.” “You certainly are not the man I think you are, father. Yes, you protected me and my sister, you provided everything we needed. Do you want to know why? Because you want me by your side at all times. You should be ashamed to call yourself a father; one wouldn’t do to his daughter or his wife what you’ve done to me and mother.” “I never wanted to do any of that Mariana, yes I don’t love your mother but I was ready to keep her. It’s all her fault, you got into it because she was being too fucking noi
Luciano.I couldn’t think as I stared at the man I hate so much pointing a gun at my wife’s head.“Nice of you to join the party, Rossi,” Pedro said, with a cheeky grin on his lips.“What do you want?” I asked, taking my eyes from his to Marianas who didn't look a bit bothered her father was pointing a gun at her.But I can tell she was scared but didn’t want to give him that satisfaction.“You know the very one thing I want, boy.” He answered.“And that is?”“The death of you and your brother. You both have been nothing but a pain in my ass for some many years. I want you gone, the same way I did with your parents.” He smiled after saying that.He’s edging me.My eyes flickered to Kyle who was still on the floor bleeding from his stomach which he’s trying hard to stop. His face looked pale and as he lay on the floor the image of my father lying dead on the ground with his pool of blood surrounding him popped up in my head.“You should stop this madness, Pedro!” Carlos snapped behind
Luciano.I stared at nothing as I kept wondering what had gone wrong, I have everything planned so how the fuck was Pedro able to get away without knowing what we have planned.“How did this happen?”“How did he escape?” Carlos' question pulls me back to consciousness.I looked at him, we were currently standing in the hallway of his office floor. The evidence has been given to him and right now he has every right to get Pedro in for questioning but what the fuck I do not know was how he was able to get a whiff of this.“I have no idea.”“Do you know where he must have gone?” He asked again, his tone a bit different from earlier so I know he isn’t talking about Pedro now.My mood seemed to dampen as he asked about him again.It has been three hours since Adriano left my house, three hours since I haven’t heard anything from him, and three fucking hours since Pedro went missing.“I don’t know. He wouldn’t answer his phone no matter how many times I called.” His words haven't stopped ri