LOGIN“Who would have known that a heart as cold as stone was capable of getting warm again…”–Diego stared at the man seated opposite him, a smile playing on his face. He watched in silence as Vincenzo and the man kept bickering back and forth.“Listen, consigliere,” the man said as he relaxed into his seat. “When we met before, didn’t I tell you that I’d need at least a month to prepare your money? You went ahead and dragged your Don along today thinking it would scare me.“I’m not new to this business, you can’t keep being like this to people. Where am I supposed to get such an amount of money, huh? And I told you that I won’t be paying back the interest on top, it’s just too much.”Diego let out a soft laugh. Vincenzo made to speak but Diego raised a hand and stopped him.Sitting upright, Diego stared the man in the eyes, almost as if his colour-changing eyes dilated like a predator ready to pounce on its victim.“I remember the day you came crawling, holding on to my shoes and begging
“For my dad, I’ll do anything to keep his dream going. For my son, I’ll do anything to keep him smiling.”–Rebecca sat opposite Helen, her father’s sister, keeping a calm expression on her face. The woman had been nothing but a pain in her ass ever since she returned home.“What do we have to talk about? I’m exhausted,” Rebecca said.“Of course you are,” Helen responded. “I’ll make it quick. It’s high time you got married.”Rebecca sighed and rolled her eyes. This conversation had been going on for over a year now and she didn’t see the need to get married.“Must we really discuss this now? I just got back from work,” Rebecca said disapprovingly.“Of course we must! You won’t listen to me whatever time I choose to discuss it anyway, so why not now? I’ll wake you up in the middle of the night if I have to,” Helen stated firmly.There was a fire in the woman’s burning blue eyes that Rebecca was just not ready to deal with.Maybe the talks of marriage wouldn’t even piss her off as much
"Three minutes, three hours, three days, three weeks, three months, three years, I still miss you the same..."--Waking up in the comfort of her bed, Rebecca let out a soft sigh as she brought herself to a sitting position. The sky outside had darkened, hinting at night time, and she let out a sigh. Vincenzo had probably gone without her. She stared at the IV drip hooked to her hand and looked around, trying to find her phone. That was when the door to the room opened and a young man walked into the room. Right behind him were Bella and Vincenzo. "Oh good! You're awake." The man said with a relaxed smile. He introduced himself as the doctor of the estate. Rebecca greeted him with a warm smile. "What happened to me?" She asked. There was something about the way Vincenzo looked at her, something that flickered in the eyes of Bella, something that made her feel nervous. The doctor was the one to break the news. "So many things actually. You were malnourished and dehydrated which
"Time to go back home... to where I belong." --Rebecca spent the next few days in her room, she couldn't think of anything else to do. Her tears had run dry quicker than she expected but inside her was a drained soul who sought for solace but never able to reach for it. She remained huddled in her bed, tucked away from sunlight and everything else. Water and food had been brought to her room daily, not that she had the appetite to eat. The water slid down her throat well, but the food choked her no matter what it was. So she gave up on trying to eat anything. Her room door remained open to whoever wished access, but she didn't step out of it herself. She was so confused. "What is the next step for me now? What am I supposed to do? Why am I so sad? Am I not supposed to be happy to have regained my freedom? Why does it weigh me down so much now that I'm free?" She kept asking herself. For how long had she sought for freedom? Why did it suddenly feel like a burden? She didn't
"Not me reading this in your voice and missing you like crazy..."--Afternoon had settled comfortably by the time Rebecca woke up yet somehow she felt even more tired than when she had gone to bed. "Ah..." She groaned softly as she felt a sudden ache in her stomach. It grumbled loudly from lack of food and she couldn't deny it. She was hungry. Climbing out of bed with a soft sigh, she went to freshen up and changed into warmer clothes. For some reason, the cold was getting to her more. As she climbed down the stairs, she was just in time for lunch. "Ah dear! You're awake." Bella said with a bright smile. She walked over towards Rebecca and held her hand. "Just in time." Rebecca smiled gratefully. Vincenzo looked up at her and bowed his head softly. She did the same in exchange. Her eyes landed on the girl sitting opposite Vincenzo, she had not seen her before. "Meet Piper, my daughter." Bella introduced her. "Oh," Rebecca said. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I didn't know Be
"Life had never felt so out of order for me before." --Vincenzo went outside the house, he needed some air on his skin. His pores felt clogged. The wind was howling softly against his ears and he could feel the coldness on his skin as he settled down on the front porch, but it didn't seem to bother him at all. He stared at the dark screen of his phone, hoping it would light up any moment from now. It had been days now and still nothing. Would he ever be able to live with himself if he found out that he survived and Diego didn't?Just days ago, when they flew into the United States, he had received a call about Diego getting shot and, to make things worse, he wasn't responding to treatment. He had managed to evade from telling Rebecca that as he spoke with others in Italian, which she didn't understand. "What the f*ck is going on over there...?" he wondered. Digging into his pocket, he took out a pack of cigarettes, removed one and placed it between his lips, then shoved the pa
A shared sexual experience for just one to remember._Rebecca wanted to hit his hand away, she wanted to give him the lecture of his life for touching her like that! But deep down, she wished he would go further down. He caressed her waist and her hips but stopped short of her ass, like he wanted
“This desire will be the death of me!”_Rebecca wondered if that was how her life was meant to end. Being killed for something she didn't even dream about doing. His hold around her neck tightened and she could feel the air seizing from her lungs. She couldn't even speak now if she wanted to. Sh
"I don't plan to survive, I plan to live..."_Rebecca felt so warm inside for the first time since she was brought to the Gonzalez penthouse. To know that there was someone within those walls that sincerely cared about her gave her courage. She rose to her feet and stared at the door for a silent
A dominant man and persistent man fills the head with unholy thoughts._Rebecca tugged at the hem of the dress and tried to adjust the spaghetti arm that dug too tightly into her skin. She scrunched her face, there was no hope for such a dress. Most of her breasts were exposed and the fabric outl







