MILO Coming back from the hospital, I thought about it and realized that I could have told Bianca were I was going, now my phone's off. I decided it's best if I head home. But all of a sudden, I saw a familiar car driving passed me and that's when I looked in to see Bianca in it. The girls driver was driving her. I furrow my brows and turn my car immediately. I slowly follow them as they went through the direction of Lora's house. I frown, Lora was at the hospital. I trail after them till their car stop inside the gate. The guards noticed my presence and let me in. I hopped out of my car, about to make way into the house but stop on my track and listen."Why would I like my step brother that way.....that would be weird" that was Bianca's voice."Right? And it'll be very disgusting" Vanessa asked. She's starting to get on my nerves."But, my mom and his Dad are not yet officially married yet, their just dating for now" Bianca is really making things too obvious."Yeah, but you're st
SOFIA I immediately push Damien off of me. He looks shocked at my outburst. He brushes it off and kiss me again, I struggle to get him off of me. He pins my hands behind my back. I tried to pull away but he kept kissing. He trailed kisses down my chin. I was about to scream but he held my lips. He bites my neck, leaving a hickey. I got angry, really angry. I knead him on the groin. He groan in pain. I slapped him immediately. He was so shocked. I didn't fucking care or give two shit about what he's feeling cause he never cared about how I was feeling. He chuckles. "You used to like when I get dominant with you" he smirked. Honestly, I wasn't scared of what he was doing cause he had taken me many times like that. I was afraid because he's doing it when I don't want him again. "C'mon Sofia. You know you want me, baby" he sucks his lips. "Yeah right. I may still have feelings for you. But this is a way to get you out of my fucked up brain. As from today, I have nothing to do with a
BIANCA Why am I crying so much. I kept cleaning my face but more tears kept flowing down my face. What gotten into him. Earlier today, he told Vanessa that what's her business if I liked him so why is he acting this way. I sob just remembering all the things he did to my body. I know what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna girl up and find a guy to get laid with. I don't care about him anymore. I wipe my tears for the last time and got out of my bed. I head downstairs to the living room. First of all, I have to open an account because I'm not gonna be following the asshole to school again. That's one fucking mistake. I need to call my mom too. I need money. I don't think I'll be able to open an account if I'm not up to eighteen yet. I entered the kitchen and made some popcorn. I really need to watch a movie. I'll have to tell mom I need a TV in my room. I moved to the living room after making my breakfast. I head to the living room and sat down, picking up the remote. I switch on and put it
MILOTHIRTEEN YEARS AGO"Emilio, your cousin is here, hurry up downstairs!" Mom called. I couldn't wait to see my cousin. I have never met him in person, we only talk through video calls. His dad is really nice to us, his mom died of cancer according to dad. His name is Matteo and his gonna be my little brother, even if I'm only older than him with just two years. I head downstairs immediately. As soon as I reached the bottom step, I saw him grinning at me. "Matteo!" I exclaimed, running towards me. "Emilio!" he called also running to me. We both hugged each other like we've met before. We pulled away and stare at each other. "It's good to finally meet you, brother" he said. "Wow..... you're really good looking than I thought" he chuckles. "Thanks, and you're cute" I ruffles his head. He laughs. "Let's go swimming like we said we will when we meet" I said. He nods before we rush towards the entrance of the house. "Be careful kids!" Dad warns. "Okay!!" We both say before fully exi
THIRD PERSON'S POV Milo was upstairs braiding the girls hair, failing to noticed that Bianca had already left for school. He told them to go downstairs and eat while he gets his backpack. He looks at her door but walks into his. He grab his back pack and phone, came out and knocked on her door. No answer. He decided to walk in only to see the maid cleaning her room. "Where is she?" Milo asked. The made stood straight and faced him. "She had already left for school, sir. I saw her getting into the driver's car" she explained. He walked out of the room and head downstairs to the kitchen where the girls are. He sat on the stool, thinking about the fact that Bianca actually went to school alone because of what he said to her the other day. He felt it was much better this way, considering the fact that their parents are coming back. He didn't want anymore slaps, beating from his father. It was better he tries to avoid the stupid lust that was controlling him to her. He thought. A
MILO"May his soul rest in peace" The priest said as they carefully drop his body down the grave. Everyone was here. Bianca and her mom, Dad and uncle, my friends and teacher, everyone that ever knew him. When I threw the flowers into the grave, I felt this is where our tread cuts. Uncle and I were going through the same thing right now, I cry but I knew it wasn't compared to the tears I shed watching his eyes close. Dad drove us all home and the car was clearly silent. Everyone was giving me small glance especially my dad. He doesn't like me, why does he care if I'm okay or not. I simply ignore my thoughts. The girls are not allowed to know what happened to their cousin. As soon as we made it home, I immediately got out of the car and head into the house. I walked straight upstairs to my room. I locked the door and took off my suit. I opened my nightstand and pulled out the box he gave me as a gift for my birthday. I took a deep breath and opened the box, it was a black locket. I o
A DAY AGO UNKNOWN I ran as fast as I fucking can as some of her men followed behind me. "Get him!" She yelled. I know I'm not gonna make it but I hope everything goes as plan. Tears rushes out of my eyes. I kept turning through the tunnel. As soon as I made it to the dark light sky, I was met with five of her men.I was badly injured. They came at me but I threw a punch at the first guy. I spin kick the other. I managed to take down the five of them. I ran before the once chasing me came in view. I made a turn to hide myself but some held my mouth shut and that's when I felt a knife stabbing my stomach. I gasp. "Shh... just fucking tell me the code and where it is?" She asked.I coughed out blood. "Fuck you" I said. She pushes the knife deep into my stomach. I fell slowly to the ground. I stare at her as she looks at me with a frown. "It's too bad you have to die like this" she said. "I really wanted everything you ever had" she tsk. I sigh."The anger of my child is the beginnin
LORENZO I took a shot as my phone beeps. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and checked the unknown number....that's weird. "Hello?" I spoke on the phone. "Lorenzo, I'm calling to tell you that your dad was killed last night, don'ttrust anyone. Remember only my voice, " the person said before hanging up. My phone beeps again as my body feels so cold. I noticed it was an inbox. A picture of my Dad's lifeless body lying on the floor. I dropped the phone immediately. "Dude, are you okay?" Damien asked. Felix moved towards my phone on the floor and looked at it. Damien looks at Felixs shocked face. His face fell, too. They both looked at me. "This is Lorenzo's father. If I'm correct." Felix spoke. I quickly and angrily got up from my seat , I walked away from the VIP. "Damien, get Emilio, I'll go after him so that he won't try anything crazy," I heard Felix say before he followed behind me till we both were outside. "Lorenzo," he called. I didn't answer. I can't explain what I'm feel
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 midni
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
AUSTINI don't wanna let go, I still miss him so much. He kept stroking my hair. "What brings you here today?" He asked. I pulled away and looked up at him. "Milo," I replied. "He said you were sick. I feel so good right now. He smiled right at me. "So, you were worried about me, kitten?" He asked. I looked away instantly. He followed my movement. He harshly grabbed my face. My eyes shoot up in an instant. "Where you worried?" He asked again in a husky tone. I nodded my head. "Say it," he said. I gulped. "Yes, I was worried about you," I replied. He sighed and ruffled my hair. "I'm sorry about the last time," he said all of a sudden. I was shocked that he could apologize to me."I was never mad at you. You were high that night, I know, the next day...I was just disappointed," I told him. "I deleted the video. I was never gonna post it. I didn't mean what I said. Sorry for threatening you," he said. I hugged him again. He ruffled my hair. My face was on his chest. I kissed h
LAYLAI walked up to Damien, who stood close to the mirror in his room. I slowly walked over. "I'll... " suddenly grabbing his attention. He turned around and stared at me. "I'll be going now," I said. He nodded his head at me. I sighed. "You can go. I don't think I can trust you anymore." He said. He was all dressed up for school. I managed to try to go to his father's office, but it was locked. Now, I may never walk back into this house. "Why are you chasing me, Damien?" I asked cause I was so confused as to why.He walked up to me and sighed. "I'm not chasing you away, Layla," he called me by my name. Not baby anymore? "I'm not comfortable with your behaviour recently. Your father broke my car mirror. I don't know why he looked so familiar. It's awkward." Shit, I think he almost recognized my Dad."I'm so sorry, Damien. I held his hand. "Can you give me another chance?" I asked. I can't lose this mission. He looked at me for some minutes. He's in love. "I'll think about it