MILO "So, what's going on?" He asked, sitting next to me. Who invited this idiot here. Enzo held my arm, squeezing it tight. I pulled my arm away."So, I heard you broke your love story up.....why?" I asked. He eyed us both in irritating. He could punch us both and we'll faint here."I was tired of the same pussies everytime.....I don't think I'll keep doing friends with benefits anymore. I don't like her and she's too clingy, I hate it when people are being clingy" he explained."You're a dick" I spilled. He's so unbelievable. I feel like I should kill him. But this is the guy who helped me in tough times."I know" he replied nonchalantly. I sigh. Enzo is so quiet right now.....he may be happy that he wants nothing to do with her so that he can have the chance to fuck her all night."You don't care how she's feeling?" I asked. Some times, Damien acts like he doesn't have human feelings. He scares me sometime."Well, I feel bad for her....but it's better for her to know that I don't
BIANCA "Tell me, do you do this?" I asked again. He cleared his throat. He composed himself."You're the one going around drinking whatever someone gave you, go ask those guys, don't ask me" he said before walking upstairs. I sigh.I guess he's not the one. The front door open, the girls came in along with aunt Angela. "Bianca, how are you doing?" She asked. She's actually too young to be doing a nanny job. I mean, she is as the same age with my mom."Hi, I'm good" I replied. The girls walked towards the kitchen."Is Miguel home?" She asked. Who the fucking hell is Miguel."Who is Miguel?" I asked. She chuckles loudly making me look stupid."Don't be silly, I'm talking about Emilio Miguel Rossi" she corrected. Emilio's second name is Miguel?"Oh, yeah... he's upstairs" I gulped. I guess I don't know him that much. I looked at Angela. "Can you tell me about Milo?" I asked. She frown."You're still trying to figure out the boy, aren't you?" She asked. I sigh and sat on the couch."He'
SOFIA He grabs my waist and kisses me harshly. I moan and kiss him back. His tongue slide deep into my mouth, playing with it. He pulled me closer to him. I held his arms. His lips trails wet kisses down to my neck, he kisses my neck so roughly. I pant. His lips came up to my earlobe. I held his hair as he sucks on it. "I told you, you can't forget me" he whispered before letting me go. He walks away and out of the house. I just realized what just happened. I sat on the floor and held my knees. I cry like a baby. What's wrong with me?BIANCA Next morningMilo didn't bring me to school today, he told aunt Angela to tell me that I should let the driver take me to school for now. I got sad because he took the girls but not me. Did I really upset him that much.I haven't even seen him today. "Miss Rossi, what do you think?" Mr Heaven asked. I looked up at him."Ugh?" I snapped out of my thoughts. I sigh. He shakes his head."You weren't listen" he said. "I'm sorry sir" I apologize. He
MILOWaiting for the doctor to come out. I can't believe this happened under my watch. What was she doing around here and who the fuck tried to hurt her? The doctor came out. "Are you her guidan?" The doctor asked. I stood up."Yes, I am.....what happened to her?" I asked. I'm so angry right now."Drugs was tested in her blood, fentanyl. She was beaten up after she got weak. She'll be awake soon" he said. I nod my head. "Thank you doctor" I said. He nods before walking off. Someone placed fentanyl on her skin. When I find out who did this, that person's gonna regret it.I walked towards the room that she was, I opened the door and walked in. I've always hated the sound of this monitor. I never wanted one atom of drug to be tested in her body. I sat next to her and held her hand. I squeezed her hand. I kissed the back of her palm. I can't believe this happened to you? My little Carina. I felt her hand shake. I scoot closer to her. She had a saw. I had called Mom earlier to tell he
BIANCAI wonder why he keeps asking about Anthony. Maybe he's actually jealous. I think I should actually go out with Anthony, I'll really want a boyfriend. It's been a day now and i'm still at home. Milo kept saying I should rest for some days but I really want to go to school. Sofia and Lora did came to visit yesterday. I had to call Anthony that I am doing okay because Emilio told all the guards in this estate that he was not allowed to walk in here, like he's a criminal or something. I felt really bad for him.That Milo guy, always feeling special about himself like he owns the whole place. But his father does. The annoying part is that he's at home with me. Ugh. He said it's his responsibility so he needs to be here. Yesterday, he was about to feed me as if I was born a day before. I'm presently in the living room, playing video games that the dude in this house forced me to play with him. Honestly, i'm glad he did cause i'm really loving it. Arianna, Andrea and Alessia really w
MILOI stood up the seat and face my two friends. "What do you mean by Bianca is the girl you've been looking for?" Lorenzo asked. I sigh. "Promise you guys won't get mad with what i'm about to say" I said. They both look at each other for a second. What the fuck is happening here."What? That your one night stand was Bianca?" Damien asked. My eyes widened at his words. They knew?"You guys knew? for how long?" I asked. Lorenzo chuckles lightly, he walks over to the couch and took a seat. All this assholes of a friend. "Oh, Emilio mio amico [my friend], we know you with the back of our palm. Ever since Bianca walked into your life, you've been overprotective of her, you don't like her around boys......its obvious" he shrugged. Was I that obivious? This rats! "Why didn't you tell us......you ended up telling my brother. Tha'ts not amicizia [friendship] Milo" Damien was not happy about this. But i'm glad he was calm about it. I was actually wondering how I was gonna tell them. But I
DAMIENHonestly, I'm completely shocked. You mean this sis a teacher in our school, this little girl? It was really hard to believe till she started teaching. My mind was on her body, the way she speak, the way she moves.Her body language was seriously turning me on and I can't help it."Mr Costa?" I look up at her, she was giving me a questioning look which was making me more frustrated."I said, explain the concept of Le Chatelier's principle and how it can be applied to predict the shift in equilibrium when temperature is increased in a reversible chemical reaction involving the absorption of heat, providing a specific equation as an example." she asked. Is that suppose to be a question."Le Chatelier 's principle states that if a dynamic equilibrium is.........." I trailed off. I practice this yesterday, how come I can't even muffle the word out. She walks over to me slowly."Have you been studying chemistry lately, Mr Costa?" she asked. I sigh, I'm the fourth smartest in the clas
THREE YEARS AGOMILOI never asked for a birthday party. Lorenzo, Damien and Felix always have this idea of giving me a great birthday every year since my dad never remembers to get me a present. I really want a gift. I'm eighteen today and I really wish he would give me a gift, but it's already late. I sat at the V.I.P area as the music stopped."Happy birthday to you! happy birthday to you! happy birthday Emilio, happy birthday to you." they all sang. It actually gave me a sense of hope and that I still have friends that cares about my emotion, my everything. I don't know how to thank this three guys standing in front of me with a cake. I made a wish, to have a night I'll never forget. Everyone started clapping and screaming as soon as I blew the candles. The dj turns the music back on. They take me around America every year, today we're in New Jersey all the way from Los Angeles. I'm happy the whole school took the invitation and came. I decided to get myself dirty with alcohol. I
MILO "No!" I yelled. I sat up and looked around me to see that it's already morning. Oh, fuck! It was just a dream. Bianca needs to get out of my mind. She's driving me crazy right now. I sat up to see the boner. I sighed and got to my feet. But it was so heavy. I have to ignore all this. I have exams this morning and I'm here dreaming of something crazy. I got out of bed and walked to the bedroom. I took a shower and dried my body. I did all that I'm supposed to do and headed downstairs to the living room. Ldhls was early. Goodness, why am I thinking of that fucked up dream right now? She stood there. "Where are the girls?" I asked as I tried to avoid eye contact with her or her lips. Angela took them to school. We should get going now or we'll be late for exams," she said before walking towards the door. I sighed. I followed her out of the house. I got into the BMW that I sent the guards to get easier through my phone. Bianca got in it, and it immediately made me think ab
DAMIEN I gasped and walked towards the bed where she was lying unconsciously. She looked so cold. A wet towel was placed on her forehead. I sat by her side and held her hand. "Baby," I spoke. She coughed. "I told you not to come. You have exams tomorrow, you can't be thinking or worrying about.....me," she coughed. I tugged her hair behind her ears. "I will worry about you all my life. Don't you get it, Layla? Don't you see how crazy I am for you?" I asked. She looked at me with sad eyes. "You'll catch a cold if you stick around me." Why do I feel like she was talking about something else? I quickly washed it out of my head. I kissed her nose. "I want to catch a cold too, with you." Her eyes were getting teary. I wonder why. She pulled me into a tight hug. I chuckled. "I love you, Damien." Did I hear that well? Did she just fucking say she loves me? I wide smile made its way to my face. I grabbed her face and smashed my lips on her. The way I kissed her, I had never done that
BIANCA I can't believe what I'm doing right now. I of all people wanted to get rid of Milo from my mind. But here I am, staring at him in the living room as he types on his phone with a smile on his face. Is he seeing someone? Does he have a girlfriend? These are the questions running through my head. I slowly peeped through but ended up falling to the ground with a thud. "Fuck," I mumbled. I noticed Milo was getting up from his seat and walking over to me. I could only stare at him as he did so. I didn't know how I even got here. I got curious to find out who he was chatting with. "What are you doing?" He asked. I stared up at him. He can't even help me to my feet. I slowly stood up. Like.....there's no difference between me on the floor and me standing. I'm still looking at the same tall guy. I chuckled lightly. I scratched the back of my head and gulped as I looked at anywhere but him. "Uhmm.....I.....the thing is that," I tried to make up a lie to say. "What?" He asked again.
MILO I never in my life thought a person could get my attention most hotly. Making eye contact. I took Amaya's hand in mine. "Emilio is the name," I said. She nodded. "My friend and I are having a drink, wanna join?" I can't believe I'm asking that question. She looked over and nodded. "Sure, why not? You seem fun." She said. We walked over to Lorenzo. He stared at me in bewilderment. "Hi," she said to him."Enzo, this is Amaya. Amaya, this is my best friend Lorenzo," I said. They both shook hands. We all sat down and ordered more drinks. "So, Amaya, do you stay around?" I asked. "Yeah. I live close by with my stepfather," She replied. I looked at her. "It's the only way I could get away from him. He's......" she trailed off. "You okay?" Lorenzo asked. She nodded. She's lying. I could see through her smile. We chatted for a while before Enzo decided to go home. Amaya and I stayed behind. We kept drinking and chatting. "What does your father do?" I asked. She looked at me l
BIANCA I didn't want to go to the funeral 'cause I had to study for the past class I had missed out. But, I want to see Milo's plan. He's ignoring me, and I don't know why. Is it because of what I said? He doesn't even like me, so why would it be uncomfortable? I grabbed my bag and phone and exited the room. I headed downstairs. Milo was waiting downstairs. Immediately, he noticed my presence. He walked towards the door. I sighed and walked to the door. What's his problem? I headed out and walked to the car. I hopped into it. He started the car and drove off. It was awkwardly quiet in here. It was suffocating. "Why are you ignoring me?" I uttered. I couldn't look at him right now. "Is it that bad?" I questioned. He glanced at me. "What?" He asked. He was keeping his cool but also curious about it. I sighed. "What I said the other day. That we should just be friends?" I asked. He sighed. He looks so uncomfortable next to me. "Why are you ignoring me?" I asked. "I don't know,"
BLAKELY There's no way I did that. I don't want to go to jail. I fucking don't want to go to jail. I pace around my room. It's all Bianca's fault. I didn't do anything wrong. I sighed. I don't want to join my brother in prison. My phone beeped. I grabbed it to see it was a message from Emilio. I relaxed a little. [Let's meet up. I want you,] he texted. I smiled at the message. [Sure, where?] I texted back. I waited for him to reply. After it was marked read, he started typing. Another message popped. [I'm right in front of your house. Come out,] he replied. I quickly put on my shoes and headed downstairs. "Where are you going?" Mon asked angrily. I cleared my throat. After what happened between Bryan and Beck. They've been keeping an eye on me in this house. "Oh, Emilio is taking me out," I said the truth. Mom and Dad like Milo, so they don't have a problem with me going out with him. "Just Emilio?" She asked. I nodded my head. She sighed. "He should bring you back before midnig
BIANCA I watched as Milo welcomed the lady in. It looks like the truth is finally here in front of him. "Emilio, you shouldn't welcome a stranger into the house," his father warned. "I'm his mother. I'm not a stranger, right Mimi?" She smiled at him. Milo stared at her with a blank face. Milo isn't even looking shocked or something. He just looks amazed. I wonder how he's feeling right now. "What do you mean by mother? I don't have a mother," Milo spoke. The lady's face fell. "What do you mean by you don't have a mother?" She looks angry right now. "It's me, mommy," she chimed. Milo stepped back a little. She looked at the girls and smiled. "My girls," she stepped closer but the girls stepped back in fear. "Dad, I'm scared," Alessia said. Angela held them and, that's when Geneva glared at her. "I said, I'm their mother," she gritted out."I said, I don't fucking have a mother," he repeated. I don't understand why Milo is saying this while his mother is right in front of him. "My
FOUR DAYS LATER After the burial of Bianca's mom, Antonella. It's like a wave of depression fell upon Bianca. She never left her room. Food would always be left for her at her front door. She hasn't come out of the room. Mr Rossi was worried about her. Milo had to keep going to school, but he was worried about her. He knew he had to be with her in these hard times. Bianca wouldn't let him in. Milo's Dad had to promise his son that he would find a way to get her out of the room. Milo had to trust his old man. He took the girl to school. She cut everyone off. Her friends, her classmates, who heard about everything, her teachers. They knew she couldn't answer all those condolences. She would break down. The thing that is bothering her is that she knew it wasn't an accident. She knew it was a set-up. The way her mom spoke to her the other day was like she was saying goodbye in case she didn't make it back. That means someone lured her out of the house just to kill her. Why didn'
BIANCA I saw Milo entering his father's office earlier. I wonder what they are talking about. It's been hours, and none of them had come out of the office. I was in my room wondering if he was telling him everything. I walked towards the balcony. I looked to my left when I felt someone standing there. It was Milo. I faced him. I shouldn't do that. I faced back.I gulped. Should I say something? Why is he smoking again? "Can we go to the rooftop?" I asked. He walked into his room, and so did I. I waited for some minutes before I exited the room. I headed straight to the rooftop. I don't know if he's there. The way he walked in was like he had no time for me. I headed up the ladder. I sighed when I saw him still smoking there. I sat next to him. I stared at the stars. He passed me a cigar, and I gladly collected it. I placed it in between my lips, and he helped me to light it up. I dragged in the smoke and puffed it out. "Did he tell you?" I uttered. He sighed. "No. He said he'd t