Mena“I’m sorry for what I said in the hospital,” Gian said unexpectedly. “I was angry, upset—but I should’ve never called you… that.”I held back my smile, noticing that apologizing was difficult for him. A typical Fanucci trait. But just as with Alessio, I deserved the apology.“It’s okay, and I forgive you,” I spoke, feeling like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. Hopefully, everything could go back to the way it was in the beginning again.By the beginning, I meant before he gave me a nickname and all of that. Becoming besties with my brother-in-law from hell was definitely out of the question.“That’s it?” Gian tilted his head. “It’s okay, and you forgive me?”“Yep,” I confirmed, rolling my shoulders back. “It’s okay, and I forgive you.”Gian looked offended by me accepting his apology. “It’s not okay, and I hope you didn’t do this with Alessio.”I couldn’t figure out if his concern was genuine or if he had hoped for me to start a big fight so he could play the victim. “I
MenaAlessio’s hands found my hips and he pulled me closer until there wasn’t any space between us. The tip of his tongue slid across my bottom lip, then back into my mouth.I moaned, my body shivering from the bare minimum. That’s how much I wanted him.I let my arms fall around his chest, and wrapped my legs around his waist feeling how hard he had become.“Fuck,” he breathed, breaking away from the kiss. “How do you manage to look so sexy in the most ugliest color?” he looked down at my green oversized shirt.“It’s not that bad,” I replied breathlessly.“It is. Get that green thing off,” he said roughly, tugging on the hem of my shirt and pulling it up over my head. My nipples hardened as they came in contact with the cold air.I wasn’t wearing a bra because there was no point in wearing one, not with him around at night.Alessio’s eyes darkened, looking at my exposed chest. “Take it off for me,” he pointed his head to my thong. Then he leaned back as if he was watching a show.I b
MenaI relaxed my body in the hot bath Alessio had prepared for me. He sat beside the tub, running a brush gently through my hair after washing it. It was a sweet gesture, one no one had ever done for me before.He even brought me a plate of snacks and let me rest without disturbing my peace. All his actions were completely different from the ‘heartless man’ who was out to avenge his uncle.As I rested there, my mind wandered back to the conversation we had about Anson. He was going to kill him, and I was not allowed to interfere. There was nothing about that, that had to be difficult—yet it was.I was going insane thinking about the reasons why he hadn’t shared his plans with me, and this time I had come to another conclusion. Maybe it was because I hadn’t given him any reaction when he had promised to kill him.At that time, I was too shocked to respond. Especially since those words had left his mouth so easily.Was my silence causing him doubt not to share anything with me?Did he
AlessioEver since Dad had left the country and handed over the business to me, every day had been filled with work and meetings. I had spent the whole week visiting and getting familiar with his allies.His partners, friends, politicians, the other families, and so on. There had been no time to rest, and even then, I was in deep conversation about our plans for revenge against the Baldinis.Around the table sat the heads of ten different families in total. It was the second week since we had begun discussing the problem, and after a while, I had finally made my decision. "It might seem quiet for now, but that doesn't mean it is quiet," I said. “That’s why, after hearing everyone's suggestions, I suggest we don’t waste any time—and just go straight to our target.”I locked eyes with each and every person around the table, one by one. "The wedding will be soon, and trust me, we will be there—and we’ll deal with them then."The entire East stood behind the Fanuccis. I made sure to warn
Alessio"I want you to meet up with the Baldinis, ask them for the one responsible for your Uncle’s death, and if they don’t want to give him—then we’ll go with your plan." Gustavo’s words were of no use.It would have been a failed and hopeless attempt. There was no negotiation possible with the Baldinis, especially not to ask for the head of Maxine’s fiancé.Not to mention, meeting up with the Baldinis would have been dangerous.I glanced back at my uncles, seeking their guidance. All they did was return my look with a nod, agreeing with Gustavo, although they too were certainly not eager to patch things up.Despite being the one with the final say, I respected them more than anything. They were more experienced and had never worked against me."I’ll do what you say—and I’ll get back to you at our next meeting," I said to please him. I would play his stupid game, meet up with the Baldinis, and show him there was absolutely no other option but to go to war.Gustavo smiled, satisfied
MenaThe days dragged on, some even worse than the others, and I was feeling lonelier by the day. I knew this would happen, and I knew Alessio wasn’t doing it on purpose—so I kept that in mind.It didn’t help that he took Donni, Levi, and Dante with him. The three I would hang out with from time to time. They followed him wherever he went. Gian was too busy with therapy, and if not, he was either resting or hung out with some of the guys. His real friends.I gazed out of the window, listening to the excited squeals of the girls behind me as they played with their dollhouse. Yet another car drove past the gates. When I first came here, I used to take a peek every now and then in fear of Anson coming for us. But now it had become a habit, and I didn’t know for what reason.I guess after playing dollhouse for a bit too long at my big age, I was just getting bored. Don’t get me wrong, I loved playing with Naty and I loved being around Melody—but playing ten different characters just wasn’
MenaI woke up the next morning, with Pilar still asleep beside me. Careful not to disturb her, I managed to slip out of bed and headed to my room.As expected, Alessio had already left for the day. Nothing new.After a quick shower, it was time to get the children ready for school. I sat with them at the kitchen table as they ate their breakfast.“Good morning, guys!” Pilar joined us, walking into the kitchen. The girls immediately greeted her back, and she gave them a back hug. Then she took a seat beside me."Morning. What are our plans for today?" Pilar asked, stealing some food off my plate."I have to get these two to school.”Pilar leaned closer. "Even with everything going on?" she whispered.“They have security at the school,” I whispered back.Pilar shrugged. "I guess you’re right. It’s not like anyone from the West is stupid enough to enter this territory right now."Her acknowledgment that no one dared to enter this territory put me at ease. I was indeed nervous about lett
AlessioWalking through the halls of the escort agency, I headed toward my destination. Between visiting Estelle for a favor and having to get to a meeting to face the devil himself—something I didn't want to think about—it would be a busy day.As I reached the door, Estelle was already there, staring at me with an intense gaze. Our arrangement was clear. She had agreed to visit Mikael to be my voice and would deliver the words I had rehearsed with her. She would be the key to the information Mikael would give me."Hi again," Estelle greeted, looking me up and down. She wore high heels and a tight black dress, which she pulled down a bit with a teasing grin."What's up," I raised my head.She brushed her hand through her hair, "Are you going to come in or not?"I entered her room. Music played in the background, and the smell of scented candles hit my nose. She was trying so hard, she had even dimmed the light. My gaze drifted to a collection of pictures on her wall. From portraits to