She nodded in understanding and retrieved her medical tools. “I’m going to conduct a few tests, alright? Just stay still. You’re doing wonderfully.”
I remained silent, lying there as she proceeded with her work. Her hands were steady and professional, but the occasional glance she cast my way revealed her concern. She took my blood, checked my pulse, and examined the bruises on my arms, but I barely registered it. The physical discomfort felt insignificant compared to the turmoil within me.After what seemed like an eternity, she finished packing her equipment and gave me a reassuring nod. “I’ll return shortly,” she said before stepping out.A few moments later, Silvio came back, his expression filled with worry. He quickly crossed the room and sat beside me on the bed. Without saying a word, he slipped an arm under my shoulders, lifting me gently until my head rested on his lap.“You’re safe,” he murmurThird person POVYou told me you had the situation under control!” Matteo snapped at Eve, who was sitting there trembling with rage.Her plan had backfired, and it was only a matter of time before Silvio dropped the bomb that would ruin her and everything she had fought for.She understood that she faced the risk of death at worst and knew she needed to act quickly. That was why she had to tighten the noose around Penelope's throat until she complied with her demands and did what was necessary.“I’m telling you, he won’t stand a chance against us; we will take him out first,” she spat, and Matteo rose to his feet.“I hope you do your best, Eve. I can’t bear to see years of my hard work and suffering come to an end just because you can’t handle a simple task,” he snapped at Eve, who remained still, sipping from her cup despite her anger.“I hope your assassination attempt succeeds this time; he&
"You'd be free of him," he argued, his voice low and coaxing. "You'd be free of this nightmare, you don't have to be scared of death anymore, with Silvio gone, no one can threaten you, I will protect you from my mother"he said, and I looked at him like he was insane.This was only a favour to him and his mother, and brother , and brother, silvio was the only one who could protect me, and i'm pretty sure they wouldn't let me live with silvio child in my womb, if they succeeded to kill him Nicolas may want me but i couldn't trust him enough to protect me."I don't want to be free from him," I said, my voice trembling. "I love him, Nicolas. I love Silvio. You need to accept that. I'm ready to face the consequences of what I've done, I will face the consequences of what i am," I insisted.Nicolas scoffed, his face darkening. "My brother is a monster. Do you really think he would care about the life growing inside you? Do you think he would let you live after you tell him
I spun around sharply at the sound of footsteps behind me. My heart raced, but it wasn't an enemy; it was Nicolas. He had his hand over his mouth, his eyes darting anxiously in the dimly lit corridor."Nicolas?" I whispered, my voice shaking.His eyes grew wide at the sound of my voice, and he hurried towards me, seizing my arm.Before I could ask him anything, he pulled me into a nearby room.He closed the door firmly behind us and leaned against it, trying to catch his breath."What are you doing here?" I asked, keeping my voice low."I had to see you," he replied, his tone rough and filled with urgency.I understood what he wanted to discuss, especially after his mother had brought me back from London to carry out her sinister plans.I yanked my arm from his grasp and pushed him away."Were you aware—" my voice faltered as anger surged within me, "were you aware that I was chipped?" I snapped at him."Chipped?" he echoed, lo
Penelope POVPregnantI discovered I was pregnant today, a shocking revelation that coursed through me with fear. Silvio appeared to be overjoyed, far too happy for my current state.My body trembled in fear as I gazed at him.Why now?How did this happen?Why was the universe so cruel, treating me as if I were the worst person on earth?I zoned out, and when Silvio left, I found myself alone. I was still in the bathrobe I had put on back in London, and I knew I needed to change. After a quick bath, I slipped into the clothes I had left in Silvio's room.A pair of jeans and a t-shirt felt strange on my body, which was still in shock, and I found I had no tears left to cry. Then I made a decision.I was going to tell him. I had to tell Silvio.I couldn’t allow myself to be threatened any longer, whether by Eve or anyone else around me. I couldn’t let my mother bear the pain of my situation, and I needed to be honest with h
Silvio's POVI could see how distressed she was; she had asked me to end her life, and I sensed something was terribly wrong. Yet, my love for her clouded my judgment.A flurry of questions raced through my mind.“Why had Eve done this to her?”“What could have frightened her to the point of begging me to kill her?”These thoughts swirled in my head as I gazed at her, my only focus being to protect her, even though my mind was in chaos.I took her to her room and called for a nurse to check on her.At that moment, Sam approached me, and I could tell he had something to say.“What is it?” I snapped, irritated by his presence.“Your stepmother wants to see you,” he replied, and I clenched my fists in anger, dreading what she might say, knowing it would likely be bad news.“Tell her to wait; I need to see Pen first,” I instructed, and he nodded before leaving. Just then, the nu
She nodded in understanding and retrieved her medical tools. “I’m going to conduct a few tests, alright? Just stay still. You’re doing wonderfully.”I remained silent, lying there as she proceeded with her work. Her hands were steady and professional, but the occasional glance she cast my way revealed her concern. She took my blood, checked my pulse, and examined the bruises on my arms, but I barely registered it. The physical discomfort felt insignificant compared to the turmoil within me.After what seemed like an eternity, she finished packing her equipment and gave me a reassuring nod. “I’ll return shortly,” she said before stepping out.A few moments later, Silvio came back, his expression filled with worry. He quickly crossed the room and sat beside me on the bed. Without saying a word, he slipped an arm under my shoulders, lifting me gently until my head rested on his lap.“You’re safe,” he murmur