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
Carlos Moretti: As I stood by the pool of Sabrina's mansion I couldn't help but remember the conversation I had with my father. I thought I would get out the Italy without him knowing about it but I was wrong. That son of a bitch is always one step ahead of me and I need to do everything to protect my woman and my son at every cost. He has hurt me enough and taken enough from me and I won't let them do that again. If he wants a fight. I will give him a fight. I promised myself as I remembered the conversation or more like a fight I had with my father before coming over here. Beginning of Flashback "Why did you want to see me, Padre, because last time I remember, you kicked me out of the house and disowned me as your son," I asked my father as I entered the ancient fortress of the Mortettis where my father sat on his head chair with a cigar in his hand, dressed up in a tailored three-piece suit. "Yeah, I disowned you but you forgot to take off my last name which still makes you a Mo
Sabrina Costa:I was busy working in my office when there was a knock on my office door and entered my assistant to inform me that I had a visitor."A visitor?" I asked with a frown as I clicked on the sent button of the email I was sending to one of the business project investors "I don't remember having any meeting for the next two hours. Who is it then?""It's Mr. Carlos Moretti and little master, ma'am." my assistant replied, " The little master insists on meeting you a lot.""You know that you don't have to ask for permission when it comes to him," I tell my assistant who smiles and nods her head." I am sorry, Miss. Costa. I was ready to bring little master inside but I wasn't sure about Mr. Moretti. I told him to wait while I take Pierre inside but he refused to give him to me unless he comes along inside." she replied with a nervous expression scared that I might snap at her."It's alright, Kristy. Send them both in. Mr. Moretti is Pierre's father so he is allowed to come and
Sabrina Costa:"No, I have learned to live. I have really learned to live and understand life." I replied "Back then I was carefree because knew I had my father who would save me at every cost, I was irresponsible because I wasn't given the burden of the responsibilities. I was partying because I was young and immature Now, I have learned to be responsible because life always works the same way.""Madre, Padre, are we going or not?" Pierre asked with an annoyed expression since my son has always been an impatient boy like his parents. Carlos and I both are impatient when we want something so obviously our son was meant to inherit that."Yes, we are going but this is the only time you are asking mommy to go out on a weekday because you know mommy and daddy are busy on weekdays, the weekends are meant to have fun, enjoy and spend time with the family while weekdays are for school and homework for you, office and work for mommy and daddy. Okay?" I asked Pierre who groaned and rolled his
Sabrina Costa: "You promised... you fucking promised not to ruin my brother's life and their business. But you didn't listen to me. Why? I agreed to all of your terms and conditions and yet you still do that. Why? Why do you hate my father and my brothers so much?" Carlos shouted at me as he entered my hotel office in New York, the main branch. I leaned back and looked at him with a raised brow and wrapped my arms around my chest. "And, what makes you think that I was the one who did that? I am sure I am not the only enemy of your brothers. I am sure they have got several of them." I asked "I remember the contract very well and I have not breached it, yet. But, if you blame me for this, then I might forget about the damn contract and expose your brothers and your father. The world will come to know about the dirty business the Moretti's do. And, guess what? When that happens, the shares of the Morettis will go down and I will be the one to buy all of them and make sure that your fat
Sabrina Costa:I was sitting with the board members in a meeting as we were planning the uge reveal or a surprise that we will be throwing on the night of the Charity Gala when Carlos entered since he was invited to this meeting too by me. If I am going to be doing a fundraiser event then I will be needing his yacht for the bidding. I am sure the couples would love to go on a romantic sailing with their partner."Mr. Moretti," I acknowledged him and pointed at the chair beside me "Please have a seat.""Before we begin, I can know what and why am I invited over here at the board meeting that I am not a part of?" he asked with an attitude and practically glared at me in anger."Well, the purpose of calling you over here is because we will be needing your few ferries and yachts for bidding. This means we will be bidding them to the couple and the billionaires who will love to go sailing on your private yachts, the couple who will love to spend quality time on it with one another, and of
Sabrina Costa:I felt as if we were in a pressure cooker in the storage room; the tension between Carlos and me was so thick that you could cut it with a knife. A foul play between control, need and vengeance danced around his suggestion, hung in the air even long after he went silent. I remained stoic and firm despite being physically close to him, resisting any of his attempts of manipulating me into submission.“Carlos! Nothing will change for you. Your cheap actions will not help,” I managed to utter as I attempted to remain cool. However, Carlos’s eyes burnt into mine while his warm breathe pressed against me making it difficult to act normal.He slumped behind a bit and stared at me with sharp eyes sending cold chills in me. "Sabrina, don't be so naive. Everybody knows it’s more than just business, not only I but you as well. My little charity gala, and I will give you what you need. And it is just but a single date that brings all the puzzles into order.It rubbed me up wrongly
After the Charity Gala, an inexplicable tension arose between me and Carlos. The success of the event confirmed to me that I was capable of standing on my own feet without needing him and he still shadowed as an unuttered challenge. The dynamics of our interactions started changing a couple of weeks after it was by accident that we met during a gathering.It was unmistakable that there was electricity in the air when we locked eyes through a sea of people. We had a hidden understanding across our competitive and manipulative past, which went beyond the facades we occasionally presented in public. Through the evening, a tender exchange of glances and words gave away a silent understanding that the current between them had smouldered all this time.This led to an even more private place - a quiet roof terrace facing the city. City glowing lights brought romantic mood in the night. To our deepest retreats, our breath almost stifled as tension grew between us.“What’s this?” he said with
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
Carlos Moretti:-"Hmmm, good morning." Sabrina hummed as I woke up with soft kisses all over her naked body and stopped at her belly where a life was growing inside of her."Good morning, my little one." I murmured against her stomach, then looked at Sabrina from my position with hunger and pure lust in my eyes for her "And, good morning, beautiful. I hope you are in for a morning ride full of pleasure and pure bliss.""When will I ever deny that ride, my man." she tells with a giggle and brought her fingers in my hair and ran them "I am all yours to play with.""I know." I murmured and headed south, and spread her legs open and buried my head between her legs. She was soaking wet for me and as I suckled on her pussy and lapped on it, I felt her sweet taste on my tongue making me hum with delight "You taste delicious." I rumble against her pussy while she moaned.Our morning was painted with tender, devouring strokes; every twist of the limbs a testament to how much of her I missed: p
Carlos Moretti:-"Matteo and Merem, I am warning you to stay away from Sabrina and my family." I threatened, my voice roared in the living room of their mansion where I just entered unannounced, furious and ready to kill."Oh, Carlos!" Matteo looked up at me from his place, as he sat on the couch, having a cup of tea "It's so good to see you, son. It's been too long since you have came to meet your Godfather, son.""Carl, come and join us. We are having tea." Merem spoke, standing up and reached over to me. She tried to grab my hold when I took step back and glared at her."Don't touch me." I snapped at her and glared at Matteo as I took steps towards him and leaned down so I was at his eye level, as the bastard was sitting, as if he hasn't done anything wrong "Don't. Don't act as if you haven't done anything, Matteo. I am telling you for the last time to stay away from Sabrina or you will see the worst of me.""And, if I won't?" he asked, with a smirk, taking a sip of his tea "You th
Sabrina Costa:-As Carlos and I entered the hospital buildings hand in hand, I held his fingers slightly, attempting to help him release uneasy feelings. I understood that Carlos had his reasons for being overly protective of me and as much as it got on my nervous sometimes, it also could be a sign of how much he actually cared. His concern wasn’t simply around control – it was about love."I have an appointment with Dr. Beckett for an ultrasound." I informed the cheerful receptionist who type in some details on her computer and gave us a go ahead. I can see Carlos lost in thoughts. This is really taking over him and I need to do something about it. Why is he so worried and scared of Matteo and Merem, unless he is hiding something from me about them."Carlos, you alright?" I asked, squeezing his hands "Please stop thinking for a few minutes about Merem and Matteo. I told you that we are going to talk at home about this so why not just forget about everything and enjoy this moment that
Sabrina Costa:-I reached the hospital clinic for my doctor's appointment where Carlos will be reaching anytime now. Which means I should prepapre myself to be scolded by my fiance. I know I should have told about about Merem's business the other day, and today Matteo's visit, but he needs to understand that I am capable of doing this on my own. I know how to run my business.Many came and go in the last five years. They all threatened me with my life and other things, but I didn't listen because I know it was a part of business. You have to be fearless, strong and independent if you really want to be successful. I am relieved because I know Merem or her father won't go after Carlos, because Merem is in love with him. If they had wanted to go after him, they would have gone years ago. What they want is me and my business? But why?As I was lost in my thoughts, I saw a limo pull up in front of the clinic, just where I was standing and I gulped because I that limo belonged to none other