ALESSANDRA A few minutes later, Rocco finally closed the door with an unconscious Marcella in his arms. His eyes were filled with anger when he glared at me but I ignored them all. When the door closed shut, I turned to the only man I truly feared and questioned him, “Where the hell is my sister-““What am I going to do with you, Lexi?” Leonardo murmured, his hands suddenly grabbed my neck, the pressure digging into my flesh. His voice was devoid of any mention as he continued, “I can't have you pulling this stunt at will, baby. With the way you are behaving, you will surely get us killed.”A burning sensation spread through my chest as I struggled for air. Considering the tightness of his grip, a part of me worried Leonardo was truly trying to kill me but we both knew that wasn't going to happen. I wheezed a few times and stopped struggling as I replied, my voice heavy with boldness and defiance, “I was serious when I asked you not to bring your mistresses to the house. Why is it so
ALESSANDRA My mind was stuck in a state of shock after I heard Rocco's confession. It felt like my entire world has just shattered around me, leaving me standing alone in a dark place. Nothing could have prepared me for what I had just heard, and the fact that I was hearing it from this person made it even worst. My mouth went dry, as I shook my head in denial. “You are lying,” I accused. Leonardo was only 19 then. How could his father be so ruthless to do such a thing to his own son?As the tense silence continued, a voice spoke from the end of the hallway, “He's telling the truth, Alessandra.”I turned to see Dante and Mia standing a few feet away. My strength immediately drained, causing my heels to bend awkwardly. With shallow breaths, I asked, “H-How did this happen? I told him not to go back to New York City.”Dante opened his mouth to speak when he suddenly realized that we were not alone. He turned to Rocco and said, “You can take Mia back to her room. I will speak to her.”
LEONARDO After arguing with Alessandra, I stayed in the office, staring at my black gloves. I eventually took them off, revealing my strong, long fingers, except for my pinky. The missing limb had been replaced by a prosthetic, but it was still different from the others. For some reason, I can't stop thinking about my fight with Alessandra. Her accusing glares and her hurtful words are imprinted on my mind, causing to sink deeper and deeper in the dark chasm of my mind.This was my biggest secret, now exposed to my wife. I heard them talking behind the door, but for some reason, I didn't stop them. A part of me felt ashamed, but it was necessary for her to know the truth.I didn't want to keep lying to her. If she didn't despise my work, I would have taken her with me on every damn operation.The feeling of self-loathing threatened to consume my very soul, yet I had no intention of leaving her. Alessandra was the reason I didn't feel pain all those years in my father's house and in p
ALESSANDRA I searched the entire mansion for my husband, but he was nowhere to be found. Guilt consumed me when I thought about how I had treated him, like a heartless monster, incapable of feeling any human emotion because of the lives he took. But he was no different from me, a victim of the world he was born into.After a while, I gave up and decided to go to Mia instead. She was the one I always confided in with all my problems, mainly because she was such a great listener.When I reached her room, I noticed guards stationed outside, which immediately set off alarm bells in my head. They greeted me and allowed me to pass through, but I noticed the door was locked. I turned to them with a stern expression and asked, “Why is the door locked?”They share a look with each other before one of them responded, “It's being locked from within. Dante instructed us to come fetch you to join her and guard the door until he returned.”“Why? Is there something wrong?” My eyes darted between u
ALESSANDRA “What?!”Mia walked out of the bathroom fully dressed as her eyes flickered between Dante and Rocco. Before I could say anything, she stepped in front of me and raised her arms in the air in a protective stance. Her eyes blazed with fire as she declared, “No one's going to kill my sister!”Warmth spread through my heart as Dante and Rocco shared a look between themselves. I understood what that meant from afar, and the sight alone made me push my sister behind me just before Dante could approach her. ““Please explain what you just said,” I implored. But it was clear that Dante wasn't going to speak as long as Mia was present. I had a feeling he hadn't expected her to still be awake at this late hour. So I turned to Mia and asked, “Mia, could you give us a moment to talk?”Mia shook her head defiantly, her stubborn gaze locked on the two of them. Even though her voice cracked with fear, she still said, “No way, Alessandra. I'm not going to let these men take you away from
ALESSANDRA Dante drove me blindfolded to a safe house, far from the De Castello mansion. I had no idea where he was taking me, but I wasn’t scared. He had let me keep my phone, knowing Mia would be frightened if she woke up and I wasn’t there.When we finally arrived, I stepped inside, scanning my surroundings for any clues about our location, but there were none. Leonardo was clearly smart enough to keep this place a well-guarded secret.Dante led me to the stairs. We walked silently, each of us lost in our own thoughts. His steps were quick and eager, revealing his desire to see his older brother.He finally stopped when we arrived in front of a room, door closed. He turned to me and said, “Wait here, I will go and find out what's going on first.”I slowly nodded, watching surprise flicker across his face. He didn't expect me to agree so easily to his request, but all I wanted was to confirm Leonardo's well being with my own eyes. After Dante entered the room, I leaned against the
ALESSANDRAThe entire room was filled with our labored breaths, our scents infused with sweat and lust as we movedagainst each other. My whole body threatened to combust under his touches and his words. When he captured my lips once again, I instantly melted into the kiss, chasing his mouth with mindless hunger. Leonardo chuckled against my lips, his eyes filled with amusement and happiness. He leaned back to study me, his gaze growing heated. He asked me, “Are you sure about this, Alessandra?”I knew this was his way of being considerate towards me but I didn't need it. His habit of undermining my efforts didn't sit well with me in this moment, so I rolled my hips wordlessly, pressing my core against him. “Ah!” Leonardo's breath hitched, throwing his head back to reveal his his tight neck cords. His hips buckled immediately, seeking more friction but I managed to retain control. His large hands gripped my thighs roughly as he rocked against me, trying to force me into submission.
LEONARDO In the middle of the night....I stood in the balcony, admiring the beautiful moon in the sky. A cigarette hung from my lips while I reflected over what happened between me and Alessandra. When she barged into the room earlier, her eyes filled with worry and tears, I was so fucking happy that I gotten such a fatal gunshot wound. We'd been fighting a lot since we got married, but this was the first time she apologized, willing to do anything to make things right. Her heart and body were so open that I couldn't resist, even if it meant getting burned.Now, she was back in my bed and my life. I had no intention of letting her escape again. She always claimed she didn’t care about what I did in my private time, but she couldn't stand seeing any woman near me. Deep down, she knew she owned me, whether she admitted it or not.But this ownership was also a two-way street. I grew hard again, thinking about how sweet her moans sounded in my ears like a fucking love song. Her body cr
ALESSANDRA That evening, I decided to pay Mia a visit. When I entered her room, I found her lying on the bed, her entire figure hidden beneath the sheets. Concern etched across my face, I dropped my bag to the floor and moved my tired body toward her. “What's wrong, Mia? Are you feeling unwell?”“D-Dante...” Mia sobbed, clutching the sheets tightly as I tried to pull them away from her.I stilled, my heart racing with anxiety and worry. “What happened to Dante? Is he dead?”“No,” she shook her head, tears streaming down her face. “He's getting married!”“What?”“Mamma just called me, and she said Valentina and Dante are getting married!” she informed me. I sank into the bed, trying to wrap my head around the idea that my former best friend was getting married to my brother-in-law. With both their personalities, I was sure they would never be compatible with each other but that was not my business anymore. “Well, maybe this is what is best for everyone,” I remarked. I knew Mia was n
ALESSANDRA After that night, Leonardo never returned to the house. He stopped calling and texting me, and I lacked the courage to reach out to him. He had every right to be angry, but I wished he would give me a chance to explain.A few days later, I started working at the restaurant Le Jardin Des Saveurs as a gourmet chef. My employer, Mrs. Dubois, was very pleased with my dishes and always took good care of me. According to her, it was Leonardo who helped her start a new life after being abandoned by her husband and children.“I had stage 3 cancer once,” she confided. “My husband, who was Capo working for Davide, didn’t want the world to know the truth, so he locked me up in a hospital for treatment. When I finally recovered, I returned home to find he had taken a new wife, a new mother for my children.”My heart ached as I saw tears well up in her eyes. I grabbed a couple of tissues from the desk and handed them to her. “I’m so sorry, Mrs. Dubois,” I said softly.She dismissed my
ALESSANDRAThe room was deathly silent between us, broken only by the sounds of our harsh breaths echoing in the air. My legs gave way, and I sank onto the bed, my voice trembling as I asked, “How long have you known the truth about Marcella's death?”“Since I turned fifteen,” he replied darkly. “I overheard my father scolding Bianca for sneaking out to a party. He reminded her about her ‘mistake’.” Leonardo scoffed bitterly.Seeing the pain in his eyes, my heart ached, and I reached for him. “I'm so sorry about your sister, Leo-”“How did you know what happened to Marcella?” he cut me off, his eyes narrowing. “Who told you?”I gulped nervously, scrambling for a lie. I couldn't risk revealing my connection with Bianca, which would jeopardize everything I'd worked for. My lips moved faster than my brain, blurting out, “I heard it when I was married to Giovanni. He mentioned it during an argument with his sister, calling her a heartless monster or something like that.”“I see.” Leonardo
ALESSANDRA It was late when we finally returned to the mansion. Apparently, all the chaos at the yatch had turned Leonardo into a sex monster, someone with a relentless and insatiable hunger. He barely let me catch my breath throughout the car ride, ravishing my body until I was nothing but a sweaty mess. My legs felt shaky when I tried to come down from the car, causing me to shoot him a dirty look for the way he had left me completely undone. My husband's lazy smirk remained unaffected as he offered his hand to help steady myself. I caught my breath, smoothing my dress and fixing my hair, when I heard a low chuckle rumble from his chest.“What's so funny?” I snapped, trying to maintain my pissed appearance, but it was helplessly falling like a house of cards when I saw him. He looked too damn good, his hair tousled and shirt unbuttoned, exposing his broad chest adorned with tattoos. Right now, I was starting to think that I was the one who was the sex monster, because all I wante
ALESSANDRAAs we entered the cabin, my eyes darted around, instinctively searching for an alternative exit in case the yacht was compromised, but there was none. The place was furnished simply yet elegantly, with a large oak table dominating the center and lights from the ceiling casting a warm glow.Leonardo took his seat first, his eyes following Ivan as he walked to the mini bar to fetch some drinks. Then, with a small tug, he grabbed my hand and pulled me onto his lap. I landed with a faint gasp, the slit of my dress widening to reveal my long legs.“What do you want to drink?” my husband asked, smoothing my dress as he rearranged my legs across his own. His soft caresses sent a jolt of electricity through my body, so I slapped his hand away, giving him a stern look."I'm not thirsty, thank you," I replied, keeping my back straight as an arrow. My nerves were jittery in the heavy silence that filled the room.After a few minutes, Ivan reappeared, carrying a tray with glasses and a
ALESSANDRA In the end, I chose a classic black gown that fell to my knees and wore flats for more mobility. I styled my hair into a tight low ponytail, adorned with hairpins on the side. Leonardo wanted to show off my beauty to his associates, but I had to prioritize my safety since I wasn't sure where we were going."Are you done, babe?" My husband's voice echoed from across the room, making me pause as I put on my earrings."Yes, I am," I replied.Leonardo emerged from the walk-in closet, adjusting his black tie. He looked incredibly handsome and powerful, dressed in an expensive black suit with his hair slicked back.Our eyes met in the mirror, silently examining each other's outfits. My breath hitched slightly when his lips curved into a smile. He said, "You look beautiful, Lexi."Despite hearing this throughout the afternoon when he was worshipping my body, my red-painted lips still curved into a smile. "You don't look too bad yourself, Leo. Now, I can't help but worry if this i
ALESSANDRA The room was thick with tension as Leonardo interrogated me, his eyes searching mine. I was so caught off guard that tears streamed down my cheeks, momentarily clearing my vision as I struggled to find the words. But Leonardo's stern demeanor cracked when he saw my tears, and he immediately closed the distance between us."What's wrong?" he asked, holding me tightly as sobs wracked my body. He shot a helpless look at Dante and Rocco before turning back to me. "Tell me why you're crying, mio amore. Did Bianca bully you?"I shook my head slowly, unable to speak as grief choked my throat. Leonardo couldn't know that I was aware Ilaro was dead, so I simply kept quiet and cried my heart out.Eventually, my sobs subsided, but Leonardo continued to stroke my hair gently. I realized that Dante and Rocco had left, probably to find out why I was crying so much.Once he sensed the tension leaving my body, he gently forced me to face him, but I kept my eyes glued to the floor. I could
ALESSANDRA As I racked my brain about how to find an opportunity to confront Bianca, a sudden knock on the door grabbed my attention. I went to the door and opened it, thinking it was Mia who had come to see me but I was wrong. “You better have a very good reason for calling me here,” Bianca walked past her. “I have to return downstairs before Massimo starts looking for me so you have any new information about the secret Russian trade?” she asked. My blood boiled by her presence, but I forced myself to reply calmly, “I have something even better.” I grabbed a glass of water from the nearby table and threw it at her, drenching her completely.“What the hell, Alessandra?!” Bianca gasped, eyes wide with disbelief and shock. She retreated, her dress soaked. “This dress is very no expensive. Why did you do that?!”“That's what you get for lying to me!” I snapped. Her face switched from genuine confusion to realization and surprise. I planted my hands on my hips and I asked her, “Did y
ALESSANDRA Today was finally my first day of work. Last night, I kept trying on different outfits, each one carefully chosen for the day ahead. Leonardo had assured me that the job interview was just a formality, but I still wanted to impress the restaurant owner and show I was more than capable of handling the position.Although I was very happy to finally leave the house during the day, my spirits were a little dampened because of my fight with Mia. I finally remembered that I didn't tell her about my new job. She would have been so happy to hear I was going to be working if she wasn't so mad with me about Dante. I just hoped Leonardo was able to convince Dante to leave her alone. For both our sakes. The thought of Leonardo also reminded me that I had also gotten into a fight with him. I tried my best to tell him about the secret affair his brother was having with my sister but he seemed too busy with his mistress than listen to me. Deep down, I wondered why I was so possessiv