Semua Bab The Rossi Brothers I — Luciano : Bab 81 - Bab 90

Maria. Two hours later Emilia and I were done with our call. She wouldn’t stop talking about Kyle for almost an hour, saying how she was going to confront him one of these days and ask him why he was following her around like her guard. I don’t take too much meaning into this, maybe Luciano was looking after her or maybe this was just for his personal benefit. I left my room so I wouldn’t be lost in my head, and walked past Elena who didn’t comment on me going to Luciano’s office. I entered Luciano’s office. Again. I know, I shouldn’t be in here not after the first time but there’s something that has been bothering me since I saw it and I need to check it out again. His boring office was still in the same condition as the first time, plain and black. Nothing much to look at. I grabbed the drawer handle and searched for the file I saw the other day, thankfully it didn’t take me long to find. I found it sitting atop another file. I brought it out and quickly stared at the Polaroid

Maria. It was all too much. I couldn’t…..I just couldn’t think about what he was saying. I wanted to believe it was not true, that my father wouldn’t do something as mean as this but his voice. The pain and anguish in his voice were everything to make this all real. “He held a gun to her head when I tried to intervene, Mariana. He told me to keep my mouth shut or else he was going to put a bullet in my mom's head and in mine after. I couldn’t do anything, my mom's screaming went down after he threatened to kill me. She let him do what he wanted as long as he didn't harm her or her children.” I couldn’t breathe. It felt like every air in my lungs was being knocked out and my heart was being ripped out of my chest and squeezed tight. I didn’t want to believe it but his words were too big to be a lie, a man like Luciano would never come up with a fake story to frame a man like my father. And at the same time, I know a man like my father wouldn’t do the things he said. Maybe he got c

Luciano.I grabbed a bottle of strong alcoholic wine from the bar room on my way to my room, I would really need that.I had come home tonight with just one thing in mind and that’s to fuck my wife until she’s unconscious.But I couldn’t, after taking her in my arms ready to go ahead with my plan and fuck the hell out of her. The image of my mom lying in her pool of blood and the anguish in my brother’s voice stopped me.I should hate her, she’s my enemy’s daughter and yet here I am all……I have no fucking words for it.I shouldn’t be playing house with my enemy’s daughter.Adriano is fucking right, I have been stalling.I had to pull back from kissing her and saw the way it hurt her. The way she stared at me with confused eyes as she waited for me to explain.God, I hate myself right now but like I have been doing for the past hour; this is for the best.I plump my ass on the bed and chug down almost half of the bottle before bringing it down.I stare at nothing at my feet. Mariana's

Maria. I immediately head to my father's office with shaky legs. I don’t know what to expect, part of me wants to see the proof that Luciano is telling the truth so I can stop going out of my mind with thinking and another part of me wants to see that my father; the same one who has been around almost all my life is innocent. I don’t believe he can hurt anyone more rape someone. I stared at the closed door contemplating whether to barge in or just knock. If I were to barge in then he would notice that something was wrong; the reason why I left Luciano. So I knocked softly before opening the door without waiting for him to answer. I peeked inside and saw him sitting on his chair with his phone to his ear making a call, his back was turned to me so he couldn’t see me look around his office for a second. His voice was in a whisper so I couldn’t hear what he was saying but he sounded harsh. “Father….” I called, causing him to immediately turn around. “Maria, what are you do

Maria. I wiped my sweaty hands on my trousers as I walked towards my father who was sitting on one of the couches. I didn’t say anything as I waited for him to be the first to speak, I feared I would blurt everything out without being asked if I made an attempt to say something. Father's eyes roamed over my body, my heart was beating so loud that I feared he would hear me. “Why are you really here Mariana?” He asked, his gaze and voice sounding doubtful as they stared at me. “I’m….” “And don’t you say you are fine, you don’t look fine Maria. You have been acting…..off through dinner, I noticed.” He added. Of course, he’s going to notice since I was not myself. “I…..” what do I say was the reason I acted that way during dinner? “I…” He stared at me expectantly, waiting for an answer from me. “Luciano and I had a quarrel so I left the house for some fresh air.” That was the only lie I could think of at the moment. He doesn’t suspect a thing of me going through his o