Semua Bab The Don's Daughter: Love & Betrayal: Bab 131 - Bab 140

Damiano has a weakness when it comes to lying. If he does it perfectly, I know he's hiding something. When I asked him about the supplier, he said the guy was giving him coffee. Great lie for someone who doesn't pay attention to details. I like the shops, sometimes even keep an eye on them because Carina started them. It took a lot of persuasion for Paulo to tell me that my sister has always wanted to own her own coffee shop. So naturally, I wanted to look out for her business in case she ever decided to come back. I didn't want her to be disappointed that we ran it to the ground and honestly, at first I didn't believe Damiano would know anything about running a business. That's why I hang around a lot. In the process, I found out that the coffee we serve is imported. Mainly from Kenya and Brazil. They're delivered at the end of every month. Which was a week ago. Now I know he would never cheat on me. Unlike his asshole father, he has morals. I would go as far as to say Fabrizia ra

After I'm done with breakfast, Ryan hands me a piece of paper on my way out. This reminds me I have to get a new phone. Aside from Marco, I don't have anyone else to talk to. And being phoneless comes in handy when men try to hit on me. My generic reply these days is, "I lost my phone and I'm in the process of replacing it." The clever ones get the hint and the persistent ones give me their business cards. Although, if Giovanni or anyone wants to find me, it wouldn't be that hard. I understand how powerful my family is. It's worse now that I have Damiano as a brother-in-law. He used to be a cop so he definitely knows people who can help him easily find me. I'm just hoping they'll leave me alone since there is nothing for me back there. Deciding to get a phone another day, I look at the paper Ryan gave me. The word observatory stands out the most. One world observatory. It sounds boring. I'll start there and then figure out my next destination. When I arrive, I understand why Rya

I'm impatient to get home so I can pick a dress to wear. On my way back from the daycare, I bumped into this guy who was giving out flyers for a newly opened club. It reminded me of the decision I made during the weekend to go back to my old, sexy, confident self. Clubs and parties used to be my thing. I enjoyed being called the Lombardi princess. The privileges that came with it made my life tolerable. Now that I'm not trying to tolerate anything, why not try to live like other single women? The anxiety swirling in my stomach has me skipping to the building. In my head, I'm going through my closet, trying to see if I have something sexy to wear. But the moment I step out of the elevator, my stomach drops. "Why are you here? And what's with the bags?" Marco smiles "I thought I could stay with you for a while" "Did something happen to the hotel you were staying in?" I ask, still reluctant to move. Stay with me? This is a little selfish of me, considering I stayed in his house fo

"You idiot! I didn't tell you to bump into her but him. What if she'd gotten hurt?" "I'm sorry sir" "Get back to work" I snap at him even though it wasn't really his fault. Marco was standing between Carina and the cab so there was no way he could have bumped into him. On the bright side, at least he stopped them from kissing. I hate that he has the right to do that and I don't, when in fact, she is still my wife. Any other man would have marched to where they were and demanded that bastard get his hands off her. But I won't, can't do that. If I ever want to get Carina back, I'll have to put my jealousy on a leash and pretend like her relationship with Marco doesn't bother me. I have to show her that I've changed. The asshole she once knew is no more. In his place is a man who is ready to do anything to repent for his sins. Luckily, Fabian found a great realtor who managed to convince Carina's neighbor to move out. I offered the guy double the market price and he couldn't leave

"Good morning" "I made breakfast. Come sit down" "I'm running late Marco. Sorry I can't have breakfast with you" "But I made it for you. At least have a bite before you leave" I hesitate, not wanting to give him the wrong idea. He said he wanted to try even after I told him his efforts would be fruitless. After seeing Cris's apparition in the elevator, I spent an hour walking around trying to clear my mind. To figure out what was wrong with me. Why was I thinking about him while pushing Marco away at the same time? I'd decided I wanted nothing more to do with the world they both live in. I'm trying to be normal, independent, and happy. When was the last time I'd woken up feeling happy? The answer I got didn't sit well with me. Because it had to do with the person I should be hating but don't When I got back, we decided that it would be better if he slept on the couch. Unconsciously, I found myself locking the door before going to sleep. We both know he heard me doing it and