Emma The sorrow was immense. Luca cried and broke a lot of things. I became scared that he might lose it. It was an enormous trauma. The Alessandros wanted a quiet funeral, and so it was only family members that were invited. I didn't want to go because I did not qualify as a family member, but Luca had insisted. I did not want to face his mother, so I tried my luck again while putting on my clothes. "Maybe I should remain, Luca. Your mother would be in pain right now, and you know how much she hates me. This is not the time to ruffle her feathers." I asked gently, and he was silent; then walked up to where I was and turned me around to look at him. His eyes were sad and angry. The incident had touched him in the worst way ever. "I want you beside me, Emma. I need you there," he said in the words he could manage. Since the incident, he had spoken few words. He hardly slept at night, and most of the time, he would come home covered in blood that did not belong to him. I knew Luca had
Emma. Heather and I spoke for a while on the phone, and soon I hung up. I sat in the living room watching television; I was bored. I really did not have anything to do. Getting a job was out of the question. I dared not walk into any establishment as Luca's wife to look for a job. I stayed at home all the time except when he took me out. It wasn't fun, but I endured it. Two men walked into the house, and I stood up immediately. I had never seen them before, but they looked important and powerful. I did not know what to do because Luca wasn't home. "Good Afternoon Mrs Alessandro?" One of the men said. He had brown eyes and dirty blonde hair. He was huge, and I could see the tattoo on his neck. The other had dark hair and dark eyes. He was taller, about six foot three inches. I rarely followed Luca anywhere, so I did not know who these men were, but it seemed like they knew me. Had Luca been talking about me? Judging by all that had been happening, I had to be careful. My only comf
Luca. I wanted to take Emma to visit my parents, but I decided to spare her the drama and asked her to stay. My mother still blamed Emma for Roberto's death. She said I would have hung out with him if she wasn't in my house. She said I turned Roberto down to be with Emma, claiming she was a distraction and could lead me to my death. She did not even understand that I had almost died, and Emma saved my life. She didn't know that I was resting after recovering from the gunshots. I wouldn't have left my house regardless. But she was right about one thing. I prefer to spend my free time with Emma than my brother, and I do not regret it. That one decision saved my life. So if Emma was a distraction, then she was a damn good one. My mother did not understand how grateful I was for turning Roberto down. I would have been killed along with him. Goddess knows who he pissed off because I doubted that had anything to do with the power struggle. Emma being in my house saved my life. I warned m
Emma. THREE MONTHS LATER (Six Months into the contract). I was glad I had that talk with Luca. After our little fight, things changed as he promised. Catalina was respectful and used few words. I ran the house as a wife should, and I slowly began to forget my place. Luca was always busy. From the way things were happening, it seemed like the person he was looking for was good at hiding. He was often frustrated when he came back up, and it was up to me to calm him down when no one else could. It was so bad that even Catalina usually came to plead with me to beg her brother on her behalf. It was as if I was the only one that could get through to him. It felt good, but I was worried also. When I finally leave, who would he lean on? Luca returned home exhausted. There were splatters of blood on his shirt, and I did not ask him whose it was. I never bothered. It wasn't my business, and it wasn't my place. He looked a bit tense, and I did not know what the issue would be, so I thought of
Emma. I was planning to head downstairs when I heard Luca and his mother arguing. Their voices were loud. I could listen because I was at the staircase; if not, their conversation would have been incoherent. Lacy was hurting about something, and Luca wouldn't have it. I moved closer to hear clearly. I wasn't into sticking my nose where it doesn't belong, but when you live in a big house and aren't allowed to go out, you start trying to find things to amuse yourself. "I am afraid you are losing yourself, Luca. How can you let that girl into your business? She can betray you. Did you forget you have a temporary arrangement with her? You are spending too much time with that girl, and I hate to see you broken when she finally leaves. How can you let her in on your business knowing she would leave, Luca?" She can sell our family secrets to our enemies. You paid a considerable sum for her; what would stop her from collecting money from another party to sell you out? She is an Omega from a
Luca. I could not believe we had only four more months to go. I wish I could pause time for eternity, but I knew it would be impossible. I had only four months to go. Four months to love her and create more memories with her that would keep me for the rest of my life. Saying she would move far away and cut off after this got to me, but I knew it was for the best too. I can never love anyone else the way I love Emma. I hated my life. I wished it was a lot simpler and wasn't at the top. I would have kept her in my life permanently without regret. I had started working from home to make every second count. I hoped she wouldn't forget about me and if there was another life that we would meet, fall in love and build a life together. Emma was an angel, and she had no place in hell. Emma was excited about the vacation, and I wanted to give her a good time. She deserved it. I was glad I got her involved with my business because she did it diligently with all her heart. She was honest, and s
Emma. I could not believe my eyes. Luca had invited Kyle and Heather to come with us. I did not know how much I missed them until I saw them. I was in tears, hugging them. I turned to Luca and thanked him. He smiled back at me. "Emma," Kyle said; he looked rich. He was a very handsome guy. His black hair was short and curly. He wore a white shirt and grey pants. He looked sophisticated, like a small boss. He smiled at me and his cute dimples shined through. The dullness in his eyes was gone. They were alive. Then it caught my eyes. He had a mate mark on his neck. "Since when, Kyle?" I asked him, and he touched his mark lightly. "A month ago. She went to visit her folks. That is why I could come." He said, and I was so proud of him. Our luck had indeed changed, and it was because of Luca. Kyle's mark also made me jealous, realising that my neck was bare and there was a possibility it would remain that way. We went into the jet; it was exquisite. I had never been in an aeroplane, l
Emma. Heather and I walked by the beach in our bikinis. Humans and werewolves were present on the shore, and they lusted after us. Heather had a beautiful blue two-piece bikini on while I was still wearing my two-piece white bikini. I had taken off the orange net blouse I had over it. I knew my skin would get a good tan. I tried to keep Luca out of my mind and have fun with my friend. I wondered what Luca was doing, but I knew he was probably with Aldo doing whatever he wanted to do. We had checked on Kyle in his room, and he was sleeping. I did not want to bother him, so I let him be. We walked to a beach bar. I had my card with me, which would be the first time I used it. We ordered drinks and some guys came to sit with us. I did not bother to chase them away; there was no use. As long as they kept their hands to themselves, I was alright. "Hello, beautiful ladies," one of the guys said. He was blonde, and it was apparent his pearly whites were fake. He looked like he had some wo