"When you are not fed love on a silver spoon, you learn to lick it off knives"~ Lauren EdenLucia is unable to comprehend his words, she gets distracted for a second and that gives Ruby the perfect opportunity to tackle her down. She disarms her and pushes her down on the floor, jamming her knee over Lucia's chest."Leave me! Get off of me you bitch!" Lucia thrashes but she's no match to Ruby's strength. The guards are quick to take over. One grabs the discarded gun and the other cuffs Lucia's hand. "Please, she's hurt. Be gentle!" Mr. Bianchi's eyebrows furrow in concern. "She'll now know what it actually feels to be hurt" senior capo snarls. Salvatore hand overs me my cane. "Sal, please! I love you so much! All I did was for you" she begs him."Did I ever ask for any of it?" Salvatore hisses, her wailing stops. She's taken aback, she ponders over it for a few seconds."But-but I wanted to be with you" she exclaims, "I'm sorry Sal, please give me a chance. I'll make everything be
"She fell for the idea of him and ideas were dangerous things to love~ Atticus""She's just speaking rubbish, she's not in the right mind-set. My daughter is traumatised" Mr. Bianchi quickly grabs her to take her away."Leave her" senior capo orders stiffly."Marcello..." "Don't make me repeat my words" he threatens in a low deadly whisper. Unwillingly Mr. Bianchi let's go of her arm. Lucia quickly clinges back to Salvatore."Lucia..." madam Guilia calls in a trembling voice. "Lucia, child, what are you doing?" She eyes her as Lucia grins maniacally at Salvatore who is stunned by her behaviour. "Why did you kill my Gio? He loved you" senior capo's voice breaks.Lucia gives him a stink eye. "He loved you, he loved you!" She mocks in a childlike voice. "What about me!? Did anyone ask if I loved him?" Her eyes turn red due to her frustration."But you did, you were always around him. You agreed to the marriage" madam Giulia says desperately, her reality has been distorted. No one can
"If the truth shall kill them, let them die"~ Immanuel KantThe next day I stand in front of the mirror. A maid combs my hair, after she's done, she exits. Leaving me to stare at myself. I'm wearing a white pantsuit with a walking cane in my right hand. I've taken some painkillers to subside the pain. A knock on the door disrupts my thoughts, the other person does not wait and enters. The only one who does this is Salvatore. He enters with 2 guards following behind. I snort. Am I so dangerous now that he needs to be escorted by guards."Not the dress I thought you would be wearing for your dream wedding" he comments, eyeing the suit. I parade it for him, "I like to do things differently now.""I can see that" he points."You know it's bad luck to see your bride before the wedding" I give a fake frown. He gives me a, 'are you serious' look?He pushes out his hand in front of the guard who hands him a file. "Sign this" he passes it over to me. "So desperate to marry me?" I make a la
"And then I realised the fire was always burning within me, but the flames were busy keeping everyone else warm"~ Morgan Richard OlivierBeep...Beep...I blink my eyes open at the irritating sound. "Non è stata una buona idea" (That was not a good idea) I search for the source of the voice, it's a chubby nurse standing by my feet. She's preparing a dose of injection. I look around to find myself in a small room."Dove mi trovo?" (Where am I?) I ask groggily."Nell'infermeria del palazzo" (In the palace infirmary) she answers walking over to me. I try to move but feel a shot of pain runs through my whole body. "Ahh"She administers the dose into the IV bag attached to me. "Questo aiuterà con il dolore" (This will help with the pain) she throws it in the dustbin. I raise my hand to hold my head but it restraints. My wrists are handcuffed to the bed. "Lo ha ordinato il capo, così non scappi più" (The capo ordered it, so you don't run away again) she snorts looking through the monitor
"The truth is, some people will never know you, and utterly hate you for who they think you are" ~ Samantha King Holmes I stumble back on my feet, she seems so unbothered by everything. My mind reels back to all the times I saw her smiling so innocently. She never left Giovanni's side. She was always the one to speak up against anything wrong. "Why are you telling me all of this?" I ask confused. How is she trusting me with all this information. "You see, that's what I like about you, Daisy. You think. You look for answers." She stands up. "I want to show my gratitude for all the sacrifices you've made for my eternal happiness" she takes a step towards me, I take one back. "What do you mean?" I ask, worriedly glancing towards the door. She picks up the the vase, "I can't let you go the whorehouse" I quicken backing away, my heart is pounding so fast. "Salvatore for some reason fancies you a little more than he should" she tsks. My back hits the door, I push the door handl
"A storyteller makes up things to help other people, a liar makes up things to help himself" ~ Daniel Wallace "Come on, we don't have all day!" The maid who is assigned to keep an eye on me says irritatedly. She shoves the dress in my hand. I've been told to change into it since I can't leave the place in the palace's uniform. I change into the dirty dress which seems like it hasn't been washed in days. I know this maid, I've worked with her on kitchen duties. "Lana" I call her. She throws the uniform in the laundry basket. "What!?" "I need a favour" I say with fingers crossed. Her head raises up so quickly, she looks at me as if I've grown two horns. "Please Lana, just a small favour" she shakes her head, not budging the slightest. "You know they are taking me away. I'll be gone forever but I'll always remember you for your kindness" I know her, she loves when people say good things about her. "What do you want?" She glances at the door. "I want to meet Lucia..." "No! No! N