MenaThe night had passed and it was morning already. Only, I hadn't closed a single eye. The events from yesterday were still running through my head. The way Alessio played me, fooled me, threatened me.All night, I had been stuffing clothes and all necessary belongings into suitcases. One thing was certain. I wouldn't be staying here in this apartment, risking mine or my daughter's life any longer.By the time I was almost finished, too much time had already past. So much time I didn't even realize it was already 8:30. Alessio's driver would arrive soon, and I was determined to get Natalie and myself out before then.In a hurry, I picked up the last of Naty's toys while she watched with a confused frown on her face. She had been staring at me wide-eyed since she had caught me packing like a possessed woman. Yes, I would love to explain the reasoning—but how could one even try and explain to a child that the monster from her bedtime stories was real?Naty's voice broke through the s
AlessioI tapped my foot impatiently, waiting for dad to finish his phone call. In the early hours he had already called me to his office, and at the moment he sat in his big chair, fully ignoring me as he discussed some sort of business.Behind him stood my uncle, Stefano, who also happened to be his advisor. Despite him being an almost 6'5 muscly beast, I had never feared him, liked him, nor admired him—but if looks could kill at the moment, I would've been dead by now.It was probably deserved after the scene I had thrown last night, when I had cut of my engagement with Maxine Baldini in front of everyone. To add fuel to fire, I had also announced my plans to marry the maid. Jimena.It was all an act, but the aftermath was very real.Ever since, the tension was thick. Dad hadn't looked at me since last night, and Dante who had sworn he wasn't into the maid, treated me like a ghost.Dad ended his call, meaning I could finally escape Stefano's dagger eyes. Not that it meant much beca
MenaPeeking out of the window, I could see we had reached the Fanucci estate. My heart pounded against my chest, and the reality hit me. It was all too overwhelming, and I couldn't believe that I had actually stepped inside of the car.This time around there was no turning back.Naty, who was sitting next to me with eyes filled with confusion had already been given simple instructions. No matter what happens, don't say anything unless Mommy tells you to.As understanding as she could be, despite her age, she had only nodded in agreement."We're here, Miss," the driver said the obvious. It also might've been because it looked like I wasn't getting out anytime soon.With a raising heart, I stepped out of the car, clutching my daughter's hand.Instantly the doors to the mansion opened, and the security stepped aside to let us enter. The scene seemed like something straight out of the movie.Letting my luggage be for now because I feared I would've gotten yelled at otherwise, I entered t
MenaWith a firm grip, Alessio led me through the mansion, straight to the lion's den. His room.The second he shut the door, he immediately pinned me against the wall. It wasn't aggressive, if anything it was gentle. His dark eyes were intense, boring into mine with a slight smirk playing on his lips.Avoiding his gaze was of no use because he wouldn't let me lose it.What did he want to discuss?Was he going to confront me about the lie?I had expected for him to be furious, to wrap his strong hand around my neck and choke me, so the fact that he didn't made me even more anxious."I should..." Alessio began speaking, then he shook his head. "No, let's switch things up," he bumped me, almost playfully. "How about you tell me what you think should happen to you?" His tone held some kind of mockery."I-I..." I failed to manage my voice. Perhaps preparing what I wanted to say would be better for the next time. Then again, it wasn't every day one was told to make up their own punishment."
MenaAlessio's words were clear: stay out of sight. So, I did what I had to do. This morning, I had taken Naty for breakfast with my own money, dropped her off at school, and then came back to the mansion immediately.Naty had no problem with the change whatsoever. She accepted this new reality without question, while I was crumbling—still wondering whether I had made the right decision or not.Not having anything better to do, I sat on the enormous bed, recalling my first night at the mansion. Alessio was away for business, and I couldn't call it a blessing nor a curse.He scared the shit out of me, but then again, I was forced to depend on him. The person who brought me here in the first place.He ordered me to follow the rules, so I did. I kept my mouth shut, didn't show myself—and just like he said, no one seemed to care. Whether it was because he told them not to talk to me or because they saw me as his fiancee that wouldn't last, they just didn't. Not even Liza.There was one rul
MenaAfter that strange run-in with Mr. Gatekeeper, I took a cab to the mall. Honestly, I didn’t even know what I was doing there, but anything was better than suffocating in that house. Some time to breathe without feeling like I was under a miscroscope.As I wandered around, I found myself going on a mini food marathon. I hadn’t realized how much I was starving until I ate ice cream, then ramen—followed by pizza. A weird combo, one that would leave me hugging the toilet, but it wasn’t like Alessio was there to smell it anyway.At least Naty had Melody, and just like last night, those two would most likely eat dinner at the children’s table. As long as she wouldn’t take over Melody’s attitude, I didn’t mind.Munching on my pizza, a thought hit me. How in the world was I going to manage my meals moving forward? I couldn’t just keep eating junk for the rest of my stay.I let out a breath, shaking my head. Here I was, right in the center of a mafia crisis, yet I was fixated on food. Go
MenaTime passed, and as much as I despised the idea, it was time to get back to the mansion. I waited on the cab, in an alley right around the corner of a mall. I couldn't help but wonder what Alessio was doing at the moment. He went away for business, but what kind of business?Whenever those thoughts crossed my mind, I seemed to realize the true situation. He did not have a normal job, that family was not normal anyone in this city knew that.God knew he was blasting bullets through somebody head.Perhaps something as disgusting as selling people, maybe even something horrific like organs?I cringed, shaking my head. Whatever it was, it was not legal. That much I can tell you."Mena," my thoughts got interrupted by a too familiar male voice. No, no, no...Instantly knowing who it belonged to, I took a deep breath and turned around with my eyes closed. I felt like sinking through the floor, because that probably would've been better than the confrontation that was about to follow.I
AlessioHoping this long day would eventually come to an end, I stared out of the window of the private jet, expecting to see something interesting, but there was nothing other than the sky.Flying from city to city, meeting with our buyers and doing dad's dirty work was not my favorite thing, but it was what I had to do to prove myself that I was perfectly capable of leading this family.Being at home was not a concept my brothers and I were familiar with as we were always on the move ever since we were young. Unfortunately, considering the circumstances, the vibe this time couldn't be any awkward.As usually, Gian was too busy hitting on the flight attendants. Usually I would've joined him, but now that I had used the maid as my escape, I was committed to play the devoted fiance, at least in public. It wouldn't last forever, just long enough to keep up appearances.Dante, who was still very much upset, had been staring at me for hours with glares strong enough to drill holes through