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Salvatore“You really punched me, asshole!” Sandicho yelled angrily, but I ignored him. He deserved much worse for what he said the other night. My jaw clenched in anger, still furious at how he told Angel I was old and that he was a better match for her.Sandicho is my younger half-brother on my father’s side, and I only found out about him when I got imprisoned. One of their men bailed me out from Italy several years ago. “Why aren’t you answering?”“Shut up, Sandicho. Be thankful that's all you got because I want to do worse if you keep talking.”“So, that girl is really important to you, huh?” he asked. Still, I kept reading the report from the person managing my finances in the businesses I had shared. “Brother!” he shouted in frustration.“Why are you still here? Shouldn’t you be back to your father by now?” I asked, equally annoyed.“I’m not leaving until I figure out who this Angel is to you.”“Why do you want to know?” I raised an eyebrow.“She’s pretty and sexy.”“Watch your
AngelI couldn't believe what Salvatore did to his brother. It was just one punch, but I knew it was strong and painful because the guy fell straight to the ground.Then, Salvatore pulled me upstairs to our room, and of course, I couldn't do anything about it. Why did Sandicho say that? I was shocked because even my private part, which had nothing to do with the issue, got dragged into it. Because of that incident, I feel like Salvatore lost interest in me because he went straight to sleep after we cleaned ourselves up."Hey!" I jumped in surprise. "What are you thinking about? You seem out of it," asked Cecil. I was at work, waiting for my customer's order."Huh? Nothing." I smiled at her; although I was tempted to share my thoughts, I couldn't risk exposing my relationship to Salvatore or exposing him either."Come on, don't hide it from me. Just a little advice, okay?" she said, and I nodded even though she had no idea what was on my mind. "Money can be earned. If you can't, then yo
SalvatoreWhen I got home from talking with De Silva, it was late at night. I wanted to start a business I could truly call my own. All the businesses I was involved in weren't really mine, and I didn't have enough power to decide. I was just one of the shareholders, and even though I wanted to have a controlling share, the others wouldn't allow it because they hadn't seen me yet.I am Salvatore Ravalli, known underground as Tore. My friends De Silva, Sandejas, and Roman are like me, too. Sandejas and I are considered the heartless and ruthless among the four of us, especially towards women. At the same time, the other two are notorious womanizers.I'm not saying I'm not a womanizer. Still, Sandejas and I are different from them because, for us, women are only good in bed. De Silva and Roman, however, show some care and concern, even though they don't take the women around them seriously.When I entered the room, Angel was there, fast asleep. The light was dim, and I didn't want to tur
AngelWhen I opened my eyes, I first checked the bed beside me. I sighed in relief when I saw that Salvatore was no longer there. I got up and headed straight to the bathroom to take a shower.I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror as I passed by, and I couldn't help but feel angry as I remembered what happened last night. I could still feel the pain on my cheek, as well as on my scalp and back.That spoiled old woman better watch out. Once I get rich, I'll make sure I'm even more beautiful and sexy than her, just to make her die of envy and insecurity.I hurried to eat breakfast and ensure I looked good before going downstairs. But when I arrived in the dining hall, Salvatore wasn't there. I felt a bit sad, but it was fine. He might start asking about my job, which would be hard to explain.Naty served me breakfast with a smile. We'd improved our relationship, and I could talk to her now. "How was work?"I didn't want to answer because it wasn't great, but I didn't want her to wor
Salvatore"You know the woman?" Sandejas asked, and I nodded. He looked at me deeply as if he couldn't believe it. All the time we'd been friends, I never once asked him anything about anyone, especially a woman."You're telling me you own that restaurant?" I asked, and he nodded too.."Though I don't spread that around, only a few people know. The previous owner left the country for good, even though their restaurant was doing well, so I bought it.""Are you sure the owner left the country for good?" I asked, full of doubt, making him laugh. And he laughed loudly."And what do you think, I killed them? You can investigate if you want," he said, shaking his head. He wasn't offended or angry at the question-it seemed like it didn't matter to him. "But I do want to investigate that woman.""Stop it, Sandejas," I said, and he burst out laughing again."So, is she different from your other women?""I never had any women.""I mean, the women who have passed through your hands?" I didn't res
Salvatore"Thank you very much," Victoria said after the men who had blocked her path finally ran off, having promised me they wouldn't do it again. Not to brag, but even though I was only fourteen, I was already a big guy. Plus, I was used to hard work, so when it came to strength, I had a clear advantage over them, especially since they were high on solvent."You're welcome. Next time, don't walk alone." What if I hadn't been there? What if I hadn't seen and followed her? What could've happened to her?"I'm Victoria, by the way," she said softly, as if shy, her head slightly bowed."I know." She quickly looked up at me. "Your father is well-known in our town, so it's not surprising if I know who you are." She nodded but looked a little sad. "Did I say something that upset you?""Huh? Oh, no, not at all." She smiled as she said this, but there was still a trace of sadness in her eyes."Do you have a problem? You can tell me." I lifted her c
Victoria"Dear, where were you last night?" asked my Dad as soon as I sat at the dining table. I purposely woke up late to avoid seeing him, but it seemed he was waiting for me, as it was already past lunchtime, and he was only eating now."I just ate with friends, Dad. Why?" I calmly answered the person I hate the most in the world—my father, Arturo Caloia, known as the kindest government official in the country but an evil father to me."Are you sure?" he asked, raising an eyebrow when I glanced at him. He hates it when I'm not looking at him while we talk."Yes, Dad. Why? Did something happen?" I asked, confused."You need to be careful because your friend, Odette, was attacked by some kids. She's in the hospital, beaten badly.""What?" Just last night, she was with me when we beat up that flirtatious waitress. "Who did it?""Are you even listening? I said it was a group of kids hanging out. Boys and girls with nothing better
Victoria“What are you doing here?” asked my worthless husband. Honestly, apart from his money, I can’t find anything to like about him. Even other women wouldn’t look twice at him if he didn’t have money or wasn’t driving an expensive car.“Have you forgotten? This is my house, too,” I replied. He probably thought I wouldn’t answer back. Before, I would let him say whatever he wanted, and I didn’t care. But now, with everything going on in my life, I couldn’t care less.I walked past him and headed straight to our bedroom. The housemaids knew everything happening inside our home, and I was sure they had already broadcast it to their families. I wondered why this news hadn’t spread across the country yet, considering how prominent my dad’s name was as the frontrunner in the upcoming presidential elections next year.When I entered the room, I was greeted by a woman lying on our
Angel"Excuse me," I said as I started walking, intending to pass by him. I turned sideways since he was blocking my path."You're not bothered by my presence? Are you used to being around men?" He grabbed my arm, and I quickly jerked away, trying to shake his hand off, but his grip tightened."Let me go," I said, looking up at him, still struggling to free myself. He gave me a wicked smirk."I said, let me go! Don't you know who I am?" I asked angrily, but he only laughed."Aren't you just a slut who keeps the men here happy?""I'm not, so let me go.""I don't believe you. No man would bring his woman to a place like this. I'm sure you've got clients here.""I said, let me go!" I screamed, writhing harder as his grip got tighter. His expression turned more sinister, and before I could react, he lifted me and slammed me onto the table, slapping me hard."Ahh!!" I cried out, holding my cheek where he had struck me. "Help me!" I screamed, but he just laughed louder."Don't you know who
AngelDays passed, and Salvatore’s father remained in the mansion, along with Caterina, who both gave me a fierce stare. I always show respect to elders, especially if they’re the father of the man I love. But if he ever crosses the line of human decency, I won’t just let him do whatever he wants, especially if it would hurt me physically.After finishing my class, I just got down to the dining area for lunch. When I arrived, Salvatore wasn’t there yet, but Caterina was already sitting in my seat. Salvatore’s father, whom I learned was named Emilio, was sitting in Mauro’s usual spot. I nodded at the old man as a sign of respect, but he only gave me a hostile look in return. Not wanting to argue, I sat in another chair instead.“There really are people who don’t know how to be embarrassed,” Caterina said, but I ignored her. Between the two of us, she was definitely the one with thicker skin.“Don’t worry, dear. She’ll leave on her own soon,” Emilio said. I looked at him sharply. What d
AngelI’m scared for me and Salvatore. That’s his father, and based on what I’ve seen in movies, things like this really happen among the rich. I’ll admit, the way he dropped me off today made me even more anxious because I knew he was trying hard to reassure me.While working, I couldn’t help but worry, and it was clear on my face. “What happened? The love of your life dropped you off, didn’t he?” Cecil asked.“I don’t know, Cecil. I just feel nervous,” I replied, my voice tinged with concern.“What happened?” she asked again. Since there weren’t many customers, I told her what Salvatore’s father said.“That’s tough, but if your boyfriend told you to trust him, then just do that. No matter what happens, don’t pay attention to any woman who might show up,” she advised.“It’s easy to say that. I even assured Salvatore that I’d listen only to his words. But I still can’t stop worrying.”“I get it. That’s how it is when you love someone. Just think about how your boyfriend might be feel
SalvatoreI was swamped with so much work, and then suddenly, my dad showed up. I wasn't expecting him to visit, so I was furious at Sandicho. My shameless brother just couldn't keep his mouth shut and told our dad about Angel."Don't take his words seriously," I said quickly as soon as we entered our room. Angel stayed silent, which made me worried. I didn't want her to leave me because of my father. I pulled her close to the bed and sat down. I needed to make sure she was okay and that we were okay."I'm fine," she said with a smile. I sighed in relief, knowing she genuinely meant it. But I couldn't ignore the hint of worry on her face."Baby, I hope you understand that everything that will happen in the next few days is just to protect you. Judging by how you look, it seems you already know what's happening. So I want to ask you to trust only me and my words.""Is there something I should be scared of?" she asked."My dad's going to stay here, and I need to tell you that he might b
AngelI couldn't take my eyes off Cecil and couldn't understand why she was already sitting beside Sir Sandy. I knew it wasn't my business anymore what she wanted to do, but as her friend, I was concerned. Especially now that our boss had his arm around her waist while the woman who had just been all over him earlier was still nearby."Hey, baby," Salvatore called out to get my attention since I wasn't looking away from Cecil and Sir Sandy's direction. "Look at me, baby."Since he seemed upset, I turned to him. He just smiled and flicked my forehead."Ouch!" I complained, frowning because he always did that. I knew he wasn't doing it hard, but it still stung a bit."Remember what I told you in the car?" I agreed with him but couldn't help being concerned since Cecil was my friend. And as for Sir Sandy, he knew we were his employees. Ugh, I decided to just let them be.After that, I focused on Salvatore. I figured Cecil knew what she was getting herself into and her role in all this. I
AngelIt was Friday, and as Salvatore wanted, I got myself ready because we were going out. He said he'd introduce me to his friends, so I was super excited. It felt like our closeness had leveled up."Don't wear anything short, okay? I don't want anyone else seeing your legs," Salvatore said, making me laugh. He's so possessive when it comes to my body. He's always upfront about how scared he is of losing me, especially these past few days. He keeps reminding me not to leave him no matter what."I know," I said with a smile, cupping his face and teasing him. He smiled back before leaning down so our lips met, and we shared a heated kiss. We probably would've ended up on the bed if we weren't about to leave."Don't mind them if you feel like they're teasing you. That's just how they are, okay?" Salvatore said. We were already in the car, but he couldn't sit still. Honestly, I should've been nervous since I know what kind of people his friends are. But seeing how he was acting, it seeme
AngelI couldn't sit still because of the words Victoria left me with. I wanted to run after her and talk, but the way she smirked made it clear she wouldn't explain further.Does she have a lead on my parents' death? Did she have to dig that up to convince me to leave Salvatore? Sure, she and her family have connections, but that doesn't mean the information she gets is always accurate, right?I shook my head, trying to stop overthinking it. I was in my online class, and we talked last night, so I should've already pushed those thoughts out of my mind. I needed to focus on studying.I was thankful I managed to finish my class without thinking about Victoria. I had to take my studies seriously if I wanted to achieve my dreams. Just because Salvatore is around and willing to provide for me and Angelo doesn't mean I should depend on him entirely.After packing up my things, I set them on my study table just as the door to my room opened. I smiled and quickly walked over to greet Salvator
AngelAfter I ensured that Mauro would take Nadia home, Salvatore and I left. He was being overly jealous again. He wouldn’t talk to me, but his arm stayed wrapped around my waist from the moment we left the bar until we got into our room.“You really won’t talk to me?” I asked.“Why don’t you go talk to that cop instead?”“Oh, come on. You’re so jealous! I only looked at him because it felt rude to dismiss him after he went out of his way to watch over Nadia and me at the bar.”“Why did you even have to hang out with him?”“Nadia invited him, and he agreed. I didn’t want to tell her in front of everyone that you wouldn’t like it because I didn’t want them thinking you’re too possessive.”“I am possessive about everything that’s mine, baby,” he said as he ran his hand along my cheek.“I know that. That’s why I told you he was with us, so you wouldn’t get any weird ideas.” He took a deep breath, smiled, and then picked me up, tossing me onto the bed.“You’re forgiven, but that doesn’t m
Mature ContentNadia“David’s going to give us a ride,” I whined as Mauro and I walked to the car.“David, David,” he mocked, clearly annoyed. “Are you two close now? It’s Sir David to you, and you better show respect. He’s older than you.”“Please, I just called you Mauro, and you look much older than David anyway,” I shot back. He suddenly stopped walking, which made me stop and look at him.“Don’t tell me you don’t have the keys?”“Go home on your own,” he said, storming off toward the car, leaving me stunned. What just happened?“Go home alone? Fine, I’ll go home alone!” I muttered to myself as I turned away. Did he think I couldn’t take care of myself?The problem with older guys is they’re so moody. They’re hard to read and never just say what’s bothering them. I rubbed my temple as a wave of dizziness hit me.I wasn’t drunk, but I could handle myself. My friends and I used to drink like champs after doing our group projects. I made it to the street corner and stood there waiting