Novels by Preshy_writes

The next morning, Julia woke up to the words that she had a visitor.Who could it be? she wondered as she got dressed. No one had ever visited her, even her mother, though she would always call her and promise to visit her, but still, she did not know anyone who would want to see her.When she walked out of the room, she headed straight to the living room. The first person she laid her eyes on made her pause. Then she turned and was about to return when she heard the voice.“Giulia.” Sabrina called out in a soft and low voice.Julia rolled her eyes; how dare she address her by her real name?“What do you want?” Julia questioned.After all the things Sabrina had done, Julia could not believe she could still approach her. Had she not been the one who warned her to stay away from Donatello? Was she here to remind her again?“I–I just wanted to apologize for everything I did for you.” Sabrina said.Upon hearing this, Julia scoffed, “Do you think I'll fall for one of your silly tricks ag

Julia was finally back at the Rossini's mansion. It was unbelievable to her and the entire household, particularly Mrs. Lorenzo, who kept casting glances at her.This time, she was not a servant, but rather someone important to the boss. His girlfriend. It had been made official, having been agreed upon by both parties.Donatello could not believe he had finally been tied down by a lady. It had been the last thing he had ever wanted, but here he was holding her by the waist as she strutted into the large living room.When Julia stepped into the centre of the vast area, she could feel past memories returning back to her. And now she reasoned it, she realized that she had not really been treated badly. Even though her stay was filled with animosity toward the boss, she was able to create tangible memories.“Here, let me assist you, ma'am.” Paloma spoke as she collected Julia's handbag.“There is no need for these formalities.” Julia reminded her, “We are still friends, remember?”“You d

The next location Julia arrived at after leaving her house was the Rossini's mansion. The same place she had vowed never to enter. But somehow, she found herself there. When she was ushered in by one of the guards, the first person that came out to greet her was no one else than her long time friend, Paloma.Paloma was dumbfounded when she saw her. She had not expected to see her again after the way she had left.“Hi, Paloma,” Julia said when she saw her.“Is this a dream?” Paloma blurted out. “I–mean–even if it was one, then I don't want to wake up.”Julia suddenly gave a light laugh. Her friend remained the same, with the exception of the few pounds she had gained.“It is actually not a dream.” Julia told her before embracing her.“It has been so long. I did not think you would ever return.” She then paused before adding, “what are you even doing here?”The question struck Julia and that was when she recalled her mission.“I need to speak with Donatello. Is he in?”“Donatello? You

The next few weeks were filled with work for Julia. She was beginning her life anew with no danger lurking around like before.Marco, and most of his men had been dealt with including some of Martin's men. Marco was said to have been killed on the spot, but nothing else was heard about him.Marcello on his own part, was gradually rehabilitating at the hospital. He had been kept there after recovery as per his Donatello’s order.Martin was diagnosed with infective endocarditis, an infection of the heart valves and that was the reason behind the bloody coughs and tightened chest feeling. He had always thought that he would get better if he took his pills which he always takes, but what he did not know was that Marco had conspired with the doctor to change the pills.The latter had confessed this to him before his death, making it even more unbelievable to Martin.“His lack of proper treatment has led to heart damage and we can only perform surgery and wait for him to recuperate.” the do

Donatello could not see a thing. His vision had been obscured by the rising dust caused by the duel. However, despite this, he did not panic. His instincts were extremely acute, and he could detect even the slightest sound.When Marco took a step closer to him, he noticed it. His grip on his pistol tightened; every move was calculated and observed.Marco paused just a few inches in front of him and smirked. He knew where Don stood and was certain that the fight was due to end soon.“You look so hopeless, Donatello. Why don't you just give up?” Marco mocked.Donatello rolled his eyes aggressively but did not say anything. Only if Marco understood how badly he wanted this to end.When he did not utter a word, Marco continued, “You are all alone, just like me. No family to call your own. Not even Martin is capable of filling that gap.”“I am nothing compared to you. And for the meantime keep Martin's name out of your lips.” Don warned.On hearing this, Marco let out a light laugh.“Are y

Julia was terrified as she stood alongside Donatello. The latter, on the other hand, gripped her hand tightly and caressed it gently to calm her down.When Julia tried to steal a glance at him, she noticed his calm demeanor. He appeared unconcerned, as if he were planning his escape.Marcello was soon to arrive with the men which was enough to buy him some time. “You have enough guts to apprehend one of my men.” Marco started.Donatello abruptly raised his gaze to his rival and smirked.It had been months but the man had not changed a bit. He was still the same childhood friend he had known him to be, except that he was not worthy of being called a “friend”.“You also have the guts to capture what is mine.” Donatello shot back despite his tied hands. He had allowed them to take advantage of him. But only for a short time; he wanted his rival to believe he had won.“Do you think I had given up when I ran away?” the man paused, then scoffed, “You must have thought that since the gover

Damien did not know what brought him to Aria's room. He just found himself there. She stood before him, her eyes shining in surprise at his intrusion.Damien was speechless, not that he did not know what to say, but because he was not sure if she would believe him if he said he came to see her.He had been resting for hours, but the thought of his mother had interrupted his rest. It had been triggered after thinking a lot about the family meeting his father had proposed.He could not get rid of the thought of his mother; it haunted him until he finally left his room. Damien could have gone to the rooftop to clear his head as usual, but instead he found himself walking towards Aria's room.When he got to the door, he had heard her giggle softly as she spoke. It was clear that she was on the phone.Was it Nicholas?Immediately he knocked, only to see her open the door with the least expression he had expected to see. He then looked down at her; she was dressed in a revealing silk gown,

“Sir, Mr. Blackwood has called to schedule a family dinner.” Mr. Adrian informed his boss.The young man gave him a glance before returning his attention to the documents.“I have no time to spare for a family meeting.” Damien said without looking up again.“However, sir, he stated that you should not object because it is mandatory.” Adrian pressed on.With a sigh, Damien supported his chin with his hands while resting his elbows on the desk. He was aware of the purpose of the supposed dinner. The same topic his father never forgets to remind him of.He was already tired of him bringing it up all the time, so he tried as much as he could to avoid meeting with him.“Just do as I say, Adrian.” Damien told him as he got back to his documents.The young man sighed and wondered how his boss could be so rigid towards his father. He knew Mr. Blackwood was not the type of man who would accept “no” as an answer, which made him even more concerned.“Are you having trouble comprehending what I j

Isabella sat in front of the mirror smearing a rosy lipstick on her lips while Lucas laid on the bed behind her, watching her doll herself up. His gaze was fixed on her lustful figure, which was barely concealed by the new lingerie she was wearing.After a while, he sat up, still not taking his eyes off her.“Where are you off to?” he finally asked after much contemplation.“To see a friend.” she blurted nonchalantly.“A friend?” he asked with surprise.They had just had a good time, so he was not expecting her to leave anytime soon. She was supposed to be with him in bed, lying between his arms while he snuck his nose in her hair. But here she was, getting ready to meet a friend.Isabella turned to face him with a slightly annoyed expression.“What do you mean by that?” She questioned, “that I cannot go to see my friend? Or that I don't have one?”“Don't put words in my mouth. I am only surprised that you have to see this friend–by this time.”Isabella's expression abruptly changed t

It was five minutes into lunch time when Aria heard a knock on her desk. She looked up quickly from her system to see a pair of smiling eyes staring back at her.She returned his smile, averted her gaze to the computer, and began typing.“Can I help?” Nicholas asked as he pulled a chair closer to hers.“Uh, no. I am almost done. I just need to save this.” she rambled.Nicholas chuckled at her behaviour and shrugged, waiting for her to finish.A few minutes later, she sat up and looked at him. “I am done. Told you it won't take long.”“Yeah. Right.” He then bowed and gestured the way for her, “this way, ma'am. We still have minutes left for lunch.”Soon, they arrived at the upscale restaurant not far from the workplace and took their seats at the window side that overlooked the road. Aria glanced around nervously as if she was searching for someone. She wondered if Damien had put someone on her tail like before. Maybe the person was probably keeping an eye on her, wanting to capture

Damien was seated in his office when he heard a knock on the door. He lifted his eyes to the door, wondering who it was that was causing an intrusion to his work.“Come in,” he said after a few moments of trying to figure out who it was.When the door opened, a figure stepped in slowly and paused a few inches away.“Surprised?” Camille asked as she opened her hands and posed sexually before him.Damien rolled his eyes and slowly put his pen down. Then he looked up to her with no interest as she approached him.“What do you want?” Damien questioned with a stern tone.Camille smiled and sat in the chair across from him. She lifted her hands and placed them on his, caressing it gently. On seeing this, Damien quickly redrew his hands, a disgusted look boldly written on his face.“You have not answered me.” Damien said with a cold tone.Camille did not flinch; instead, she leaned back in her chair, folded her legs, and darted her eyes around.“I came to see you,” she said, lowering her gaz

“You seemed quite distraught when you returned from work; is anyone causing you trouble?” Damien inquired as he put his clothes back on.Aria stared at him as he dressed. A lot was going through her mind, but she knew telling him about Lucas would only make matters worse.“Is it that man? Nick–or Nicholas? I seem to have forgotten his name.” Aria quickly glanced at Damien's face, “I had nothing to do with him,” she snapped. “I guess I was just tired.”“You have no reason to feel tired. I can actually give you a better job where you will not have to stress yourself out, or better yet, you can work from home.”“No, I wouldn't want that. I am fine.”Damien gave a light nod as he proceeded to get dressed. As he walked out of the room, he turned his head towards her lying figure and smiled.“I'll assign a servant to cater to your needs.” he said and walked out.Aria let out a sigh and raised her gaze to the ceiling. The sex had been great, but she wondered where it was exactly headed. Sh