Carlos Moretti:-I looked at my son for the first time through the window of his hospital room with tears of joy and happiness in my eyes, but at the same time anger and regret because I missed the precious years of his life. He was awake looking healthy and well, except for the bandage wrapped around his head. He looked just like me, a Xerox copy of me. Curly dark curly hair, brown eyes, light tan skin.A definition of perfection. I can't believe Sabrina and I made him. He might have concieved accidentally but as I look at him, it is nothing but pure love and affection of a father I feel towards him. I want to go talk to him, hug him, keep him in my arms protectively from the world to keep him safe, I want to tell him that I am his father and proud of him. I want to get to know him and so much more but I am afraid of going inside right now without Sabrina's presence.Sabrina's surgery was successful and right now doctors had her sedated to let her body adjust and pain pass away. She
Carlos Moretti:-I entered the hospital room with nervous steps and expressions, my heart beating faster than its normal beat due to my nerves. I was going to meet my son, No big deal, right? But, guess what? I felt more scared than I had ever felt in my life. I have conquered the biggest and scariest business deals all around the world without any fear but I feel scared as shit right now. Maybe, it was the thought of getting rejected by my five-year-old son was scaring me to my core because I don't want to be rejected by him by any means."You can do it...you can do it. You are not going on a world war or anything, Carlos, you can do it." I mumbled to myself as I took steps forward and then heard the sweet melodic giggle voice of my son in my ear and what he said had me halt in my place and almost sob out in happiness."Why are you talking so silly, Daddy? What can you do?" my son asked, calling me his daddy. Daddy. The word daddy did something inside of me that I forgot about everyt
Sabrina Costa:-"You are not coming with us, Carlos," I tell him in a determined and stern tone after stepping out of the hospital room while the doctors check on Pierre "Don't tell him lies and give false hopes to him that you can't fulfill. You might have already gotten the idea that I am allowing you into Pierre's life but I didn't allow you to make all the decisions on your own without consulting from me.""How are you feeling now?" Carlos ignored my question and asked leaning down to cup my face and place a kiss on my forehead."Don't touch me." I snapped pushing his hand away from my face " Answer my question.""There is nothing to be answered or discussed. I am coming to the States with you both. End of the discussion unless you want to stay over here because of our deal, the deal you made me sign today." he hit it in the right place because he is one hell of a smart man and understood the meaning behind my sentences."It doesn't have to do anything with that. I am going throug
Carlos Moretti:-"Carlos, is it true?" Merem asked when I was busy packing my suitcase in my room dressed up in a sexy revealing dress, hoping to get lucky for a round with me. I have made this mistake once, not going to make it again and besides if I look at her now, I don't feel a little bit of desire or lust for her. Her body doesn't turn me on the way Sabrina does. I don't find comfort and that mindblowing sensation that I feel with Sabrina. Now, I wonder why was I such a fool to sleep with her in the first place."What's true?" I asked, pretending not to understand her question when I was totally aware of what she was asking about."Is it true that you have transferred thirty percent of your company's share and thirty percent of Moretti shares that were under your name to Sabrina two days ago?" she asked " And, is it true that you are going to America with her?""You can watch me packing my suitcases with my own hands, right? So, you get the answer to that question already, Merem
Sabrina Costa:-"Aspen, I don't want to be in that wheelchair anymore. It is beginning to annoy me. I can walk, you know?" I threw a tantrum like a little child on my brother who was wheeling me towards the plane to take me inside."Did you forget what the doctor said, Rina?" Aspen asked, " The doctor asked you not to be on your feet because it is a miracle that you didn't get paralyzed because the bastard stabbed you on your spinal cord.""You feel responsible for everything, don't you? You blame yourself for hiring Jacob as my bodyguard, right?" I asked Aspen because I knew it was bothering and hurting him but he wasn't speaking about it and he needed to speak and get it out of his chest." I am not blaming myself, sister, I am hating myself. That bastard almost cost me my family. I thought he was a great, loyal, and man of his rules type of man, but he turned out to be nothing but a psycho and A-level motherfucking asshole of all the times." Aspen replied " I am sorry, sister. Beca
Sabrina Costa:-"Woah! You have got one hell of a magnificent, fortress to stay and call home, Sab. Did you inherit this from your family or did you buy it yourself with your hard work?" Carlos asked as he entered my mansion that I had designed by the state's number one and well-known architecture."We were left with no family inheritance because of our enemies because they made sure to take everything from us, so no, I didn't inherit but had it built with the money I earned myself by doing hard work day and night to achieve the life I have got today," I replied without meeting Carlos's gaze as my brother wheeled me inside of the mansion."What do you mean by left with nothing, Sab?" he asked confused with a frown on his handsome face."Would you like to eat or drink anything, Carlos?" My brother knew that this was a sensitive topic for me, so he decided to step up and change the topic."No, I think I am fine for now. But thanks for the offer." Carlos said in a polite tone and approac
Sabrina Costa:-"Yes, I am hiding so what? At least, I am confessing about it. What are you going to do?" I asked with an attitude. I was expecting rude or harsh behavior from his side but it never did, instead, he smiled, leaned down, and kissed my forehead."Where is your kitchen? I am going to go and make something for you to eat," he asked with a smile on his face. I looked at him surprised when he said he was going to make something for me to eat."You can cook?" I asked shocked."Yeah, I can cook better than anyone actually, much better than your chef because I learned to cook from my grandma, and damn if she wasn't the best cook ever alive in the whole Morris legacy," Carlos announced proudly and at that moment I saw a sparkle of adoration in his eyes which told me that he was close to his grandmother and loved her dearly.His grandmother died two years ago, it was all over the news, and literally, the whole of Italy was closed for her funeral. That's the power the Morris hold
Carlos Moretti: As the sun vanished from sight and sank below the horizon line, the spacious luxurious living room in Sabrina’s mansion was drenched in darkness with long shades. I was seated in a leather armchair while drinking whiskey. I had negative thoughts. I could hear the soft whisper of a news anchor in the next room but not on the TV. The rumor that had filtered through my ears on the previous day came back at me, blackening memory for it related to the untimely demise of Sabrina’s dad, many years before.However, despite this knowledge, I knew that my father was not honest, often brutal, and secretive with his secrets. However, when I realized that maybe my dad could have had some linkage with that, I was devastated enough. I wanted an immediate response.Grabbing my phone, I made up my mind and called the number of my private investigator – Samuel Haines’s cell. There were times when I had engaged the services of Samuel to gather information, which was difficult for the p
Sabrina Moretti:-I stared at him standing at the hospital waiting room, while he stared back at me, tension visible between us, that didn't go unnoticed by Francesco who approached to us and spoke."Everything alright between you two?" Francesco asked, geniunely worried "Last time I remember, newly weds doesn't look like this.""Because we are not ordinary normal wedded couple, France." Carlos spoke "Some of us are refusing to put past in the past and keep on bringing in our present to ruin our futre instead of trusting to be there for one another." I looked away when Carlos said that because it was true and this fear inside of me was killing me."Carl, don't you dare use that tone on me." France growled at his little brother, and glared at him "Whatever you both are going through, I just want to say br there for one another and fight together, instead of alone." this time he looked at me and I frowned."Why are you looking at me like that, France?" I asked and he chuckles."I know y
Sabrina Morretti:-"So, you decided to return home from Dylan's place , husband?" I asked Carlos as he entered with a straight expression while I was feeding Pierre some fruits with my hands forcefully as he doesn't like to eat them."Why did you do that, Sab?" Carlos asked, leaning down to kiss Pierre's head, who pouted and glanced at his father in hope that Carlos will save him from finishing the fruits, but he wasn't going anywhere until they are finished. His recent doctor visit showed he was losing weight which is not good for his growing body. This kid loves to play more and eat less."Padre, I am full and don't want to eat anymore." he whined, and Carlos chuckled shaking his head."Sorry, son. You are on your own this time." Carlos apologized "Finish the fruits, and you can be on your way to the playroom.""You don't trust me, Carlos." I murmured "Which is unacceptable by me.""Feed our son first and then we can talk."Carlos murmured back and kissed my cheek and whispered in my
Carlos Morretti:-"She did it and she is hiding it from me. I don't know what she is doing, but it is dangerous." I announced as I entered Dante's palazzo in Italy where he was currently sitting having lunch with his family."And, what did she do and who are you talking about? I am quite confused." Dante asked without glancing at me as he played with his daughter in his arms and fed her the pieces of freshly cut fruits. Oh, how much I want Sabrina to give birth to our daughter so I could be doing the same thing Dante is doing. He is a lucky family man."My wife. Sabrina." I replied, pacing around "I think, no I know she had someone put fire at her own hotel, but I don't understand why?""And, why would you think that Sabrina did this? And, why the hell will she had someone set her own hotel on fire with all the guests and staff inside?" Gabriella was the one who asked me this question "She won't want her hotel to face the loss. Now. Would she?""At first I thought that too, but then t
Sabrina Morretti:-"Detective, tell me what did you find?" I asked as he entered my office in Italy where Carlos and I have been staying for the past couple of weeks, trying to provide care and finds to the families who suffered loss, and getting things investigated."It was definitely set by someone, Mrs. Morretti. The evidences we found clearly seems to point toward arson," said the detective, putting a folder on my desk. "Such trace elements as accelerants were detected in several places within the building, and this led the investigators to conclude that the incident had been planned. The fire began from several points to make the most destruction.""We’re narrowing it down. Surveillance video from another camera captures a strange car exiting the site at the time when the fire began. We are still trying to find the owner. Also we heard some rumors that it might be a competitor or someone who had business enemity against you, Mrs. Morretti." "A vendetta?" I steeled myself forward
Sabrina Morretti:-I woke up with continuous ringing of my phone and groaned. It wasn't just my phone that was ringing, Carlos's phone was ringing too, simantaneously."Carlos, answer your phone dammit!" I murmured in between sleep in the middle of night after lots of wedding sex. Carlos groaned like me,but woke up to answer his phone."Hello," he answers in a groggy, sleepy tone, which all of a sudden turned into shout "What?! When did that happen and how?!" now his voice caught my attention and I sat up forgetting about everything, my exhausation and the fact how sore I was in between my legs."Carlos, what happened? Is everything alright? Is Pierre alright?" I asked, my voic trembling in fear of anything happening to our son. My phone rang again and I picked it up. It was my hotel manager from California calling and I frowned. Why would he call my this late in the middle of night, especially on my wedding."Hello, what happen, Edward?" I demand "There better be a good reason for yo
Sabrina Moretti:-After Carlos and I were completely stripped off, we both smiled and looked at one another with darkened gaze. I laid naked on the bed, under his mercy while he looked at me with those predatory gaze. I looked at my hot husband from head to toe, as if I was looking at him for the first time, when I know every inch of his body very clearly.My gaze stopped at his erect member and I grinned before licking my lips and he chuckled, getting the idea of what I want. He made me sit on the edge of the bed and stroked his hard length in his hand and teased me, with a wicked smirk."You want your popsicle, wife? Are you craving of it?" he asked, in a teasing tone.I cocked an eyebrow feeling the flame of flirtation burn in me. “Oh, you know I do” I breathed into the room, my hand sliding up his leg, closer but not quite touching the part of him that ached for me.Carlos uttered a low growl and the menacing look grew even with his smirk. “Such a teaser,” he muttered, wrapping hi
Sabrina Costa/ Moretti:-"Oh my God, Carlos. This is my dream house. A dream house of mine that I shared with you six years ago on our first and only night." I gasped as I entered the house.Carlos smiled fully and put his hand at the curve of my back while leading me deeper into the entryway. The place seemed to be fantastic as I dreamt it to be many, years ago after one sleepless night when I dreamt of a place I hoped to find someday.“I did not forget a single word, Sabrina,” He whispered in a depths of the emotions. "All the features are as you once told them to me. I envisioned this place as a gift…a house where our dreams can come into existence, and live our future with Pierre—and any little Morettis we are blessed with."My heart leapt at the sight of the warm, earthly colors, welcoming and airy layout, and light streaming in precisely as I’d imagined when standing in front of this house, the heart of the house – the kitchen. Every spot and area looked like love and care had b
Carlos Morretti:-I stood at the altar, waiting for my bride to walk down the aisle, while my best man Dante, my best friend stood with me, with a grin on his face."You're nervous." Dante teased with a smirk on his face.I could not help a sidelong look at Dante, who seemed singularly entertained by my transparent nervousness. “I’m not nervous,” I told them, although there was a slight quiver in my tone.“Come on, Carlos,” he laughed, tapping me with his fist. "You are trembling ear to ear, quite literally, as if you’re practically vibrating. I have never seen you like this not even before we closed a big deal." Before I could say anything the music struck and I swiveled around, my pulse racing as Sabrina emerged at the other end of the aisle. She was stunning, her dress was so lovely and the fabric swiftly glided with the swing of her body towards me. Our eyes met and at the moment I realized that the world was fading around us. I remember having almost no attention to the guests o
Sabrina Costa:-"Wow, you look beautiful, sweetheart," my mom complimented when I was trying on my wedding dresses and trying to find the perfect one."This is the one, mom. I love this one." I tell her looking at myself in the mirror in the boutique "I know Carlos will love this one."“It is great,” my mum chimed in then she wiped her eyes, a sign that she was proud of me. ”Oh, my little girl is getting married.”I looked at her, and smiling as gently as I could. "Mom, it’s surreal, isn't it? I never thought Carlos and I would reunite and will be planning our wedding with one son already in the world and one on the way."She leaned over and slipped her fingers into my hand. "You deserve all of this happiness, Sabrina. Carlos is a lucky man."With one final glance at myself I took in a long breathe. It fitted me closely as it should and at the same time it was flowing just as I had pictured it. It made me blush to think of how Carlos would look at me when he is going to first lay his