All Chapters of Love and Shadows : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Chapter 42: Luca RomanoI make my way quickly to the fountain that Vanessa required me to go to, but I made sure that the guard doesn't follow too closely. Even from a long distance away, he's a bit too conspicuous. Even when he's far away from me, I expect people to brush it off as him being a normal tourist. His job is simply to stay where he can see me and come to my aid if something's going wrong.He doesn't seem quite happy about it, so I frown at him, still in my car since I'm still making the arrangements. "I don't need everybody looking at me as some kind of rich folk. That misprotection and stuff is going to attract even more enemies," I tell him, frowning. I'm not usually one to show off anything. I like to live a quiet life despite all my riches and all the things I have.To my benefit, the guard needs to understand that so that he can protect me well, and also he needs to learn how to do it from a distance. "How will I be able to protect you when you are so far away from m

Chapter 44: Vanessa's POVHe calls me suddenly after another couple of days. I'm actually busy at the moment, but surprisingly, I'm not on Kira's matter right now. I'm trying to write another paper, so I smile when I see his call. I don't know what he wants, whether he wants to go on a date, even though that seemed like a stretch. However, I'm not about to refuse his call and simply decide that we should meet instead.I send him a message—this time I'm the one initiating our meeting. It feels nice for a change, but somehow it also feels like a step back because he usually calls us together. He agrees without hesitation; at least that's something. If he had decided that he didn't want to see me, then I would really feel terrible, and it's not the kind of terrible that can be fixed with a drink or simple encouraging words.When I meet with him, he's at the fountain having such a thoughtful expression on his face, such a dreamy look in his eyes that I can only wish he's thinking about me

Chapter 46: Vanessa Holloway I feel like it's a last supper. The way he gives me complete control, not struggling at all - it's normal, but this time around there's something uncertain about it. I make sure to vent all my frustration on him as much as possible with underhanded techniques, a couple of them unconventional. I don't want to pass on this opportunity to have sex with him one last time. I don't want to make the mistake of letting him go so easily, but I feel like I won't actually have a choice sooner or later because he has his mind set already.I found myself waiting for him to tell me what's on his mind. It's clear because I know him, but maybe he thinks I don't know what he's thinking about. I close my eyes, pretending to be asleep. Only I would try to want him to tell me what's on my mind and at the same time try to act as if I'm not present. I just don't know how to face my fears, how to face the possibility of all this wonderful stuff between us ending because Kira ha

Chapter 48Luca Romano:I'm still trying to wonder how she knows when she questions, "Did anything happen?" and the statement tells me a little truth. I start to feel as if I'm some kind of detective, but I don't let myself get used to it, knowing that Vanessa is out there and she's the expert.She wasn't even sure about it, I think to myself. She just assumed I was in the car and also assumed that the bomb was planted there. I think to myself, wondering at how lucky I am that she thought so deeply into whatever this was. There's every tendency that she would just have shrugged it and left it to chance that I'm not in the car that has been placed with a bomb, and also that I'm not completely secure where I was, but she decided to warn me all the same."It's destroyed completely," I tell her, trying to keep my voice level on the phone call. "Completely gone right now. All my things in it are lost."She sounds thankful as she responds, "At least you are still alive.""Yes," I tell her,

Chapter 50, Kira Rogers.I warn him as soon as possible, hoping that he will receive my phone call when I call him. He doesn't seem to be very receptive to my ideas, but somehow I trust that he will take my words seriously. I hadn't given him this kind of warning before, so maybe, just maybe, he will decide to take it very seriously this time around and perhaps save his life. Why am I even bothered? The thought comes to me, but I shake it off immediately, trying to infuse urgency into my words as I speak to him so that he understands just how serious I am and saves himself from the murder attempt on his life.Soon enough, I am seated in my room—my little apartment—making some tea for myself. I can hardly keep myself calm; that's the reason why I have suddenly decided to have something to cool my nerves. I don't feel happy—instead, I'm worried sick—and I want to call him, but I know I can't keep spamming, especially if he's really in danger. I need to hold myself back so that he will n