“My dad?” Luca frowned, offended. “It was Christian.” There was my second fail. We ate in silence as I did not dare to say another word. All my words would somehow turn to the Lambertis or Christian, so I decided to play it safe. “You don’t want to be here, do you?“ Luca suddenly asked. “Of cour
Christian “So what you’re saying is that it’s impossible to get to her now?” Christian balled his fist, taking a breath. Hearing his grandpa’s news about his uncle’s many guards did not fit his perfect plan. He stared at Franco, who had pulled him aside to give him the news as guilt was written a
It took quite some time, but after a while, he heard a loud cough over the phone. “Ah, Chrissie!” He heard Berto’s voice. “I heard you wanted to talk to me?” “Uncle.” Christian felt a lump in his throat. He had so much on his mind, but his lips wouldn’t allow him to speak. “Did you call to thank m
Serena It hadn’t even been a full day, but I already felt like going crazy. Were they really going to keep me tied to a bed for as long as they could? Escape…for some reason, that word sounded perfect and difficult all at once. I would not be able to escape this hell hole, even if I wanted to, and
My heart stopped beating for a second. Special project? Wasn’t this man going to stop? That was the deal, right? “Don’t worry. I’m not planning anything crazy.” Berto shrugged. “Although, I would love to kill father.” He whispered the last part. Anyone could tell I wasn’t the biggest fan of Franco
As if my legs moved independently, I stood up from my chair. “C-Christian?” I called out, prepared to make my way over. Before I could take a step, Luca wrapped his hand around my wrist and brought his lips to my ears. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” He whispered. “Just sit down while you stil
Did it even matter still? I wasn’t part of their life anyway. Dario slowly turned his head and met my gaze. Those eyes, which had always been warm and kind, seemed dark and dull. “No.” Did my actions make him hate me that much? “That’s clearly a lie.” Berto chuckled. “If you didn’t, you would’ve
Spot on. He wasn’t wrong. I was a fool. “Yes, I am,” Vince spoke. “I know I shouldn’t be, but I guess I can’t help it.” He had always been someone who had no issues talking about his feelings, so I wasn’t even surprised. Vince was Vince. “Well, that was easy.” Berto sounded flustered as he remove