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
Alessio“Boss, you should know that your fiancee and Miss Pilar followed you to your last location,” the voice on the other end of the phone informed me as I sat in the car.I had instructed some of the guys to discreetly watch over Jimena if she ever left the mansion. It was only a precaution, nothing as bad as that tracker in her ring.Hearing this made me feel irritated. "Where is she now?" I demanded."She was headed to the mall," he replied."Keep me updated. Make sure she doesn’t follow me to my next location," I instructed before ending the call.Cursing under my breath, I let my forehead fall to the steering wheel. The thought of Jimena seeing me at that escort agency made me nauseous. It wasn’t a good look, and I knew it looked wrong.I had been working hard to protect her, to keep her away from everything—yet she felt the need to track me down.Why would she do that in the first place?All she had to do was sit back and enjoy her day.It was a good thing I had chosen to visi
AlessioThe tension in the room ran high as we all waited for Leonardo to enter. “I want no fights, no guns, just stay chill, don’t say a word—and I’ll do the talking,” I commanded the men, making sure no one would do something out of the ordinary.Dante clicked his tongue, “You telling us or yourself?”Good question.The door opened, and Leonardo entered with his men, a wicked smirk plastered on his lips. Among them was Anson, and I felt a storm of rage brewing inside me.Our eyes locked, and he carried the same smirk as Leonardo, his eyes quite different from the last time we had met. I could hardly believe this was the same man who had begged me for mercy when his life hung by a thread and I was kind enough to let him live.Now he was glaring at me, as if daring me to make a move, and it took every ounce of self-control not to react. I had to remember the bigger picture and the reason we were here. I would get my revenge, just not today.Leonardo seated himself directly across from
MenaSitting in the dark kitchen, I waited for Alessio to get home. It was already well past midnight, but I didn’t care. I would sit here and wait for him the whole morning if I had to.I couldn’t shake off the thought of him at an escort agency, and got sick to my stomach every time it would cross my mind.Pilar had already gone to bed, as she was against the confrontation. She had painted a picture that cheating was a common thing among these men, she was the one who told me to stay on top of everything—and now that I was doing just that, it had all of a sudden become a problem.I took a sip from my tea, a million thoughts going through my head. Would he still be with whoever he met at that agency?Right at that moment, he finally came walking into the kitchen. Our eyes locked, but neither of us said anything. He wasn’t smiling, and he wasn’t in a good mood."What are you doing down here? You should be in bed," he said, his tone a bit cold, or maybe I was just imagining it.I got u
Mena"New garden supplies? I'll get to it as soon as possible," I told the head gardener who had come with a request. It was an old man who had been working here since Alessio’s grandpa was still alive.“Thank you, Ma’am,” his eyes crinkled with a smile. “We are lucky to have you here.”The man gave a quick bow with his head, then left the office. This was how I now spend my days, sitting behind Alessio’s desk while he was out, fulfilling my new duties.Pilar was by my side so I wouldn’t get bored, and Gian too, to make sure I wouldn’t make any mistakes. Despite all that happened between us, he had been helpful in showing me the Fanucci ways.I huffed, sharing an eye roll with Pilar. A message only the two of us could understand, and the message was that all of this was tiring. Accepting request letters and saying yes on Alessio’s behalf was easy, but saying no is where it got difficult."I set myself up, didn’t I?" I complained out loud."You sure did," Pilar agreed with a cackle."D
AlessioI walked the halls of the escort club, on my way to meet Estelle, a briefcase with her reward in my hand. She told me she had every bit of information I asked her to get, and I was eager to get this over with.One misunderstanding with Mena was already enough, and I really couldn’t use a second one at the moment.“Hey, handsome!”Same as last time, Estelle was already waiting at the door with a big smile and an envelope in her hands. Still not believing she actually got the job done, I picked her up and spun her around as she giggled.With all this information, I would be one step closer to ending all of this.After setting her down, she handed me the envelope. I instantly ripped it open, pulling out some documents. Each paper carried valuable information. Names of families, individuals, possible attacks—all of it was there and signed by Mikael.One of the documents contained a wedding invitation and a date, three weeks away from today. As I read through the information, Estel
MenaI found myself in the basement with Pilar for what was supposed to be our 'girls night,' only it wasn’t. At least not with Gian, and even Dante present.I didn’t want to call Pilar out on her little lie in front of Alessio, so when she called it a girls night I just rolled with it. It must’ve been her way of keeping me to herself, and I could understand why she would do that.Whenever Alessio was near, he would be the only thing that mattered, and whenever he wasn’t near, he would occupy my head as always.Either way, Pilar seemed so determined to have me to herself, but she spent more time arguing with Gian, who she claimed to dislike, at the bar.Their constant bickering was still entertaining because I couldn’t even tell what they were arguing about.I sat on the couch by myself, sipping my liquor, just hoping time would go by fast so I could get out of here. Even poor Dante, who stood by awkwardly, seemed like a third wheel.Lately, I had been spending more time with Gian and