ANTONIOErica doesn’t remember anything. That thought kept my mind in a twisted mess because half of me wanted her to remember it, especially the words she had said to me. I am falling for you, Antonio. I wanted her to remember those words, her sweet confession, but at the same time I didn’t want her to remember the papers I had made her sign. I didn't want her to say that she was drunk and she didn't mean it, and I didn’t want her to look at me like I betrayed her. And despite her feelings, I knew she would take it as a betrayal, she wouldn’t consider the fact that she wanted it. If she wanted to marry me just for pretend, then maybe somewhere part of her wanted it to be real. But my little devil still has a lot to discover on her own, especially her emotions that she had always ran from. Now as I sat with Ephraim in a meeting which was part of a truce I had called with Jeremiah, my mind still kept returning to Erica. I had told the three simpering idiots that I would skin them aliv
ERICAI still felt half drunk from last night and the cold had me wanting to hide in the bed with Antonio’s arms tightly wrapped around me. Even as we stepped down from the chopper, I leaned into him as it was colder here on the cliff than it was in the city. I wanted to hurry inside the castle but Antonio seemed to have other ideas as his steps slowed and then I felt the tension entering his body. Before I could ask him what was wrong or even understand what was happening, my attention went to the figure that appeared at the door of the castle. It was a girl.And then she was running towards us with a big grin on her face. I wasn’t even ready for the words she yelled and the way Antonio stepped away from me, I almost stumbled without his support as I was half tucked into his side. There were so many thoughts running through my mind at seeing the girl but none of them came close to what she could mean to Antonio and who was she, until she gave me the answers with her excited squeal,
ANTONIOI watched as Erica ran into the bathroom and slammed the door shut. For a moment, I stood there and watched the closed door as I went back to Gianna’s question to me. Who is she? And when I had answered, I had paused, because the words although were new in making, they were still on the tip of my tongue to tell her that Erica was my wife now. My wife. I raked my fingers through my hair, feeling fûcking annoyed that the contentment and the smooth relationship I was having with my little devil was already on a turbulent ground. I knew that it won't last for long as she’d come to know about my reasons for needing revenge from Gabriel, but I wasn’t ready for Gianna to come back home like this. My men will answer for that but I already knew that it wouldn’t be their fault. She was a spoilt brat especially after her kidnapping because I couldn’t help but be more lenient with her as I was afraid that she had a traumatic experience but instead she took it in a totally different way w
ERICAAntonio kept his arm around me as we entered the dining hall. For some reason, my mind pulled out the memories of the first time I had stepped into this room. It brought up a smile on my face to remember that that time I had been so fucking angry and I really hated Antonio for being so conceding and a cruel arsehole to kidnap me and treat me like an object. He had taken my choices away and no matter how much I had fought him he had made me surrender to his demands. Looking back at that it felt like I had stepped through a magical door that changed my feelings. Now, even as hurt as I was in the moment, I didn’t hate him, far from it and it was the reason why my chest ached so much as it did. Antonio walked ahead and pulled out a chair for me but before I could sit, Gianna slipped between us and kissed his cheek. “Thankyou, papa.” I took a step back from them but crashed into someone else. When I looked back, Ephraim stood behind me and arched a brow. I smiled at him, feeling mys
ANTONIOThis day might’ve started well when I had woken up with my little devil in my arms and my ring on her finger that I had slipped off and put it back in the bracelet around her wrist, but it only started to get on my nerves after my meeting with those Russian arseholes and then the sudden appearance of Gianna. I didn't mean to sound like a heartless bastard, I loved her. I loved her just like I’d love my own son or daughter if I had any, or the ones I’d have with my little devil, but like I mentioned before Gianna had become too much fûcking handful and too bratty since her kidnapping. I could've easily pulled her out of her school and locked her up in the castle after the incident with her running off to party with her friends and getting in jail for doing drugs and for possession, but I gave her a benefit of doubt, even though I was disappointed and worried I allowed her to continue her study. But it didn't matter to her that I wasn't talking to her, she was still doing what
ANTONIOI found her in the small sitting room on the ground floor. She was in a chair, her legs curled up beneath her with Thor sitting in her lap and a faded leather journal resting on the armrest beneath her hand. Her eyes were closed, her other hand was on top of Thor, and she looked like she had fallen asleep. And I hate to admit it but I was almost thankful to the fact that she wasn’t awake to question me. As I stepped inside the room with a mind to carry her to the bedroom, the dog’s ears stood up in alertness and he opened his eyes as he looked at me. Although I could sense the tension in his body he didn’t alert the woman holding her and didn’t wake her up, for that alone for a second there I thought that I might start to like him. But then he bared his teeth at me and I banished that thought. “Shoo...” I murmured softly.The stupid dog barked at me, waking my little devil and I silently cursed at him. The useless creature. My eyes met the dark brown of hers and I tried to co
ERICAI heard the bedroom door open and close as Antonio entered but I remained still, managing to keep my breathing steady and calm despite my chaotic emotions as I felt him come closer. I might’ve not created a scene but I was hurt, my heart ached at the fact that I was unaware of such a big part of his life. All this time he never thought to mention his daughter to me, not even once when things started to change between us. And besides all this, the way Gianna reacted to my presence and talked about me in front of me, it felt like I was the bad guy in this whole scenario. Like I was some kind of evil woman who wanted to take her mother’s place and had come into her home to take her father away from her. I would never do that. I didn’t want to be a reason for their arguments but I also didn’t want to be in the darkness anymore. Antonio said that he had never loved anyone, that there was no woman before me but he didn’t answer when I asked if he loved Gianna’s mother. Somewhere in
ERICA“Who gave you permission to enter this room?”“I didn’t think I needed permission,” I answered her, this close I could see the anger in her eyes and to be honest it took me back as I couldn’t come up with anything that I did wrong since we met. It seemed like she just looked at me and decided to hate me.“Papa might like you for the moment and has brought you here but don’t think that this gives you any right to him or to our home.”“Gianna, I don’t know why you’ve decided that I am your enemy, I am not—”She didn’t let me finish as she stepped into me and said, “Listen. Don’t talk to me like I am a child. I am not. And you can’t be much older than me so I know pretty well why you’re here. I have been watching your type throw themselves at my father since I was a kid. So let me tell you, no matter how much you open your legs my father won't ever let you dig your way through into our family. I know very well how gold diggers—”My hand was up before I could think twice but before