LOGINOMFG!!! 😭 Our baby got shot. Why her? It should have been Leonardo. Anyways... Who liked that turn out.. Get your popcorns 🍿 and expect more interesting turn outs. Love. ❣️
❈─────≪ °❀° ≫─────❈ Natalie ❈─────≪ °❀° ≫─────❈For the first few seconds, I forgot how to react as Leonardo's hand rested against my cheek with his lips pressed onto mine My entire body seemed to stop functioning somewhere between the shock and the realization that Leonardo Moretti was actually kissing me.Not pretending to lean closer. Not whispering instructions into my ear for the benefit of whoever was watching.Kissing me.My fingers instinctively gripped the front of his suit although whether I intended to push him away or steady myself, I had absolutely no idea.Then something worse happened… I kissed him back. The realization struck right then but Leonardo didn't pull away.For one brief confusing moment, my entire world narrowed to the warmth of Leonardo's lips against mine.Then Leonardo stepped back.I stared at him, my heart refusing to return to a normal rhythm.“What.." that came out softer than I intended. “What was that for?" Leonardo's eyes remaine
┈◆┈┈◇┈┈•⊰⊱•┈◆┈◇┈┈ Leonardo┈◆┈┈◇┈┈•⊰⊱•┈◆┈◇┈┈The word TRAITOR had remained on my desk since the previous night.By morning, I had memorized most of the file Padrino gave me yet the information inside had produced more questions than answers.Names, financial transfers and records of movements stretched across several years, all connected by one inconvenient detail;Every person listed had found a way to move close to the Moretti network without officially becoming part of it.Some owned shipping companies we had used once or twice, while others had business relationships with men who worked beneath us. A few had attended private gatherings where information had been discussed under the assumption that everyone present understood the consequences of repeating it.None of them had direct access, which meant someone who did was feeding them.The doorbell rang before Andrei entered.“Anything?" I asked."Not yet. Alexandre is checking the financial records separately, and ice
┈◆┈┈◇┈┈•⊰⊱•┈◆┈◇┈┈Leonardo┈◆┈┈◇┈┈•⊰⊱•┈◆┈◇┈┈I had just clocked out for the day as directors filtered out of my offices with their different folders discussing quarterly projections.Andrei walked in before I reached for my suit on my headrest. I turned to him, his expression told me this wasn't routine business.“What is it?" Without a word he handed me a tablet, a breaking news broadcast filled the screen:NATIONAL HEALTH AUTHORITIES ISSUE PUBLIC WARNING OVER ILLEGAL DRUG KNOWN AS OBLIVIONThe anchor continued speaking:“*Hospitals across three cities have reported multiple emergency admissions linked to an unidentified substance known as Oblivion. Authorities believe the drug is being distributed through organized criminal networks and are urging citizens to avoid any unidentified recreational substance while investigations continue.*”I watched silently, another headline appeared: POLICE FORM SPECIAL TASK FORCE TO TRACE ORIGIN OF OBLIVIONI lowered the tablet, “how much?" I ask
❈─────≪ °❀° ≫─────❈ Natalie ❈─────≪ °❀° ≫─────❈By the second morning, I had convinced myself that yesterday had simply been an introduction.Today would be different. Today someone would explain my responsibilities, assign me an actual work and prove that Leonardo had not place me into one of the country's biggest corporations simply to occupy an expensive office.A knock interrupted my thoughts. “Come in." Andrei entered carrying a thin black folder. "Good morning, Miss Rossi,” he greeted.“Please tell me you're here to explain what am supposed to be doing,” I said, furious."I am.”He took a step forward and placed the folder on my desk before stepping back."This contains your schedule for the next four weeks.”I picked it up hastily, and opened it immediately; board meeting, executive luncheon, foundation gala, charity fundraiser, press conference, quarterly shareholders meeting.I looked up, “That's it?" "Yes," he replied.I narrowed my gaze, “I meant my work,"
❈─────≪ °❀° ≫─────❈ Natalie ❈─────≪ °❀° ≫─────❈I was still staring at Leonardo when the silence finally broke; Special Projects Coordinator.The title echoed inside my head over and over again like repeating it would make it sound less ridiculous.Nearly forty executives sat around the conference table staring at me with different degrees of confusion and disbelief.While few looked like they were actively questioning Leonardo’s sanity.I couldn't blame them, because I was questioning it too.Meanwhile, Leonardo looked completely unfazed by the chaos he had just created.Afterward, the meeting began almost immediately as the people discussed, I sat through the meeting understanding maybe a third of what was said.Numbers, Projections, names attached to departments I didn't know existed. I nodded when it seemed expected and said nothing otherwise, every now and then I caught someone looking at me.some of them looked curious while others looked irritated.A woman look
┈◆┈┈◇┈┈•⊰⊱•┈◆┈◇┈┈ Leonardo ┈◆┈┈◇┈┈•⊰⊱•┈◆┈◇┈┈ The smile disappeared from Linda's face so quickly it was almost amusing. For a brief moment she simply stared at me like she was trying to determine whether I was bluffing or whether I actually knew the answer already. Then she laughed. It sounded forced. “You really came all the way here to accuse me of leaking your contract?" I didn't answer. She shook her head and reached for her wine glass. "That's insane.” Still, I said nothing while the silence lingered. It always amazed me how uncomfortable silence made people. Eventually she looked away first. “You haven't changed,” she muttered. "No.” A bitter smile appeared on her lips. "Still convinced you're always right.” "No," I replied and that made her look at me. “I'm convinced facts matter." The apartment became quiet again. Linda folded her arms, "then present your facts.” I leaned back slightly. "You were with me the day I initiated the contract.
❈─────≪ °❀° ≫─────❈ Natalie ❈─────≪ °❀° ≫─────❈ Tears slipped out of my eyes; not from pain neither humiliation but from relief and joy. A breath I hadn't realized I might've been holding for days rushed out of me in a broken laugh as I sprang off the bed, the sudden movement made me dizzy.
┈◆┈┈◇┈┈•⊰⊱•┈◆┈◇┈┈ Leonardo ┈◆┈┈◇┈┈•⊰⊱•┈◆┈◇┈┈ The mansion gates parted before the car even came to a complete stop Andrei pulled up to a spot in the mansion, lined with different black cars and I stepped out before he could circle around to open the door, walking straight towards the main ho
Chapter 5 ❈─────≪ °❀° ≫─────❈ Natalie ❈─────≪ °❀° ≫─────❈ They sent me home after the statement, not gently or kindly; just dismissed. By the time I reached my apartment building, my eyes were swollen and my throat burned from holding back tears. The only thing louder than the echo of my
Chapter 4 ❈─────≪ °❀° ≫─────❈ Natalie ❈─────≪ °❀° ≫─────❈ A loud bang on my door snapped my eyes open, I rarely get any visitors. I sat up slowly and checked the time, and it was past two p.m. My head throbbed, just how much did I drink? Another bang on the door, “hold on" I said, my voice







