LOGIN“What the hell was that?!”
Colin's voice boomed as soon as they were in the four walls of their bedroom. Louisa hadn't responded at first, she moved hastily over to a pile of clothes by her wardrobe and began folding them idly. Her heart pounded so hard against her chest. “I'm talking to you, Louisa!” He surged towards her and spun her around to look at him within seconds. Louisa winced at the way he tightly held her arm, his eyes shooting fire. “That was Alessandro De Luca” she croaked as her chest tightened “I'm going to be a surrogate for him, remember? The date for the insemination has been set, once it's done and successful, the contract comes next” She explained, turning her face away from his ugly glare. Wasn’t he supposed to be grateful she pulled him away before he could get gang-beaten by those hefty men? When He showed up at the hospital and shoved Alessandro by the shoulder in a daring way for touching her, It wasn't long until Alessandro’s men showed up. They almost created an ugly scene if she hadn't intervened. “Cut that bullshit! I saw the way he held you like you were his fucking lover!” He violently shook her. “Oh, now it's bullshit right?” her jaws clenched “You'll have to make a choice Colin, it's either you want this surrogacy or you don't and I'm so ready to back out, just say the word” “What? How dare you?!–” His face contorted into fury. “Stop making my life more miserable than it already is, I'm doing this for us okay? For you! For the fucking money! The least you can do is not mount any sort of pressure whatsoever on me!” She watched as he kissed his teeth in rage and when he lifted his hands mid-air, she thought he would hit her but instead, he drove the hand into his hair in feigned frustration. “Babe– - I’m so sorry, how should I have reacted seeing you in the arms of another man, I'm your husband!” He stated, breathing heavily. Louisa scoffed bitterly. This was the stunt he always pulled to cajole her into something for his gain. “If you are my husband, then act as one– - it's like I don't know who you are anymore!” Forcefully pulling her arm from his hold, she walked out only to run into his sister, Maria, by the door. She had been eavesdropping on their conversation. “My brother is trying his best Louisa,” she sneered. “why not try being a submissive wife?” “I hope you marry a man just like him, that's all I can say to you” Louisa spat and the slap that followed suit wasn't expected. It was so stinging and humiliating. Her face reddened instantly. It was her mother-in-law. “Shut your hole you whore! Colin is your husband and you should listen to every one of his instructions, I let him marry a filth like you. Be grateful!” Hattie’s shrill voice scolded. “What?” Louisa couldn't believe her ears. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears. “You’d stop whining like a child and go ahead with the surrogacy! It's the least you can do for my son!” “The least you say? Carrying a child is risky, I've never done this before– -” “There's no risk! The De Luca will see to your every need, stop being selfish.” Colin leaned by the bedroom door watching his mother rain insults on his wife, an unbothered look plastered on his face. Louisa looked towards his direction, hoping he’d say something to defend her from his evil mother but he remained mute and walked lazily to where she stood. “Mom is right, my love, please don't take her harsh words to heart and just do this– -for me!” He cooed and without warning, pressed a kiss on her lips. Louisa was in a daze as they all left her standing there, Maria’s shoulder nudging hers mockingly. The next few days spurn into weeks and with each passing day, her heart sank into sadness. The coldness of the place she called home felt quite unbearable and when her sister suddenly called, the conversation ended sourly. “Leave that jerk, Louisa, dad wants you to get a divorce and come home!” Lilian’s voice carried agitation as she spoke. “I already signed my consent letter with the hospital, I can't back out now” she replied dryly, the conversation bored her but the thought of her father weighed heavily on her mind. Her father surely hated her now. He hadn't been in support of her union with Colin but she had gone ahead to defile his words and even shut him out from attending their wedding. “Of course you can! You don't have to show up on the day of the insemination.” “Lilian, please! I can't just walk away from my marriage, I'm trying to salvage what's left of it, he hasn't given me strong reasons to file for a divorce, marriage has a crisis at some point, you know!” She defended. “You know what, Louisa? You are so unbelievable! I'm trying to help you out here. The best you can do for yourself is take my advice” Lilian’s voice was sharp at the other end but Louisa wasn't having any of it. “I don't have anything to say to you anymore, tell dad I'm sorry” she disconnected the call, throwing her phone onto the bed quickly, and then slowly she broke down in tears. Her body shook as she tried to muffle her crying sounds. She was in distress and Colin, who could have been there to comfort her, was out and about at 11pm. She had never experienced so much pain as she did now. It seemed as though she was fighting a losing game. A week passed again and the day of the insemination arrived. The VIP ward room was silent. Too silent. Louisa lay in bed with her hands on her stomach. Her heart felt hollow and her eyes clouded with uncertainty. The insemination was done. Soon, she’d be carrying a child for a man she barely knew. “Shouldn't your husband be here with you? I mean, since he's in support of this arrangement” The gynecologist said, peeking through the door with a bright smile. “something came up” she lied, a stiff smile etched across her face. The lie tasted like something bitter on her tongue as they rolled out of her lips. She remembered pleading with Colin that morning to accompany her. “I'm nervous Colin, if you are by my side, I will feel some relief at least– -” “For. Fuck.Sake. Louisa! I'm busy today, you aren't going to war! You will be fine” He had shut her down immediately like her feelings didn't matter to him. “Ouu, it would have been best if he was here but you did just fine” “Rest well, Mrs. Carter” The gynecologist closed the door gently, and again the room went dead silent. Louisa blinked away the tears that stung her eyes. She felt so lonely being there all by herself. “You got flowers!” A nurse announced, walking in and interrupting the drop-dead silence once again. They were all so nice to her. It calmed her tensed body a bit. “From Colin?” she asked, beaming eagerly. Maybe he felt bad for not being there with her. The nurse only smiled without saying a word as she handed the bouquet to her. “He remembered I love roses” Her face lit up. “They smell so good” she sniffed. “Where did he get the money to buy this? It looks so expensive and– -” The rest of her words died on her tongue on seeing a name tag. Her heart skipped a hundred times over and whatever feelings that were now warming up inside her, she deeply felt it. It was unraveling. Alessandro had sent her flowers. Not Colin. Of course, he wouldn't have done such, she could only dream. “Rest up, dolcezza. We’ll be meeting again soon” the ribbon on the flower read. She was immediately left breathless. Her face flushed red as she stared at the written words. She felt her stomach flip unexpectedly at the thought of their previous brief encounter and her heart? It was slightly aching. Not from pain, it ached pleasantly, like her heartstrings were being tugged at. Why had he sent her flowers? She thought. Was it out of kindness? He had only met her once and he didn't seem like the type who’d be this considerate of others.This book is officially complete. Thank you to every one of you that has read, commented, sent gems, followed until the very end despite everything. Seeing your comments and support really helped me keep updating this book on days I didn't feel like it and I deeply appreciate y’all. I hope you’ll still be around to read some of my other future works though, haha! Thank you💕
Three years dragged by slowly and steadily, but each year and each moment of it was heaven on earth for Louisa waking up to the sight of the man she loved and had chosen. Their numerous storms of passion never died—it only burned worse. Every reassurance alongside watching their son grow and hit exciting milestones was all she knew she needed. Everything still felt like yesterday when it all began, even now as she sat in the doctor's office, hands pressed tight on her lap as she watched the woman settle into her seat behind the desk. She just needed confirmation that she hadn't seen wrong on the pregnancy test strip some hours ago in her bedroom. “You are sixteen weeks along, Mrs. De Luca. The baby’s gender will be confirmed during the scan.” Her heart slammed against her chest as she froze in her seat with heat pooling in her veins despite the air conditioner. That test strip was right after all, a single delay in taking her contraceptives had her knocked up. When she drove bac
Sicily. “Ouu, it's happening!” The giddy tone in Eve’s cheerful voice slithered into the room on the calm morning of the wedding. The soft chime of the cathedral bell echoed from a distance along with the ocean waves crashing over the bed of rocks from the floor-to-ceiling window. The atmosphere was blissful. Soft scents of perfumes, makeup products scattered on the vanity, dresses lined up on the bed, and assistants moving quietly in the room to add finishing touches to the bride’s look. Lilian walked in after Eve, in a pleated ankle-length rose chiffon dress, with Raniero cuddled up in her arms, his bright eyeballs scouring the environment in innocent oblivion, and his sharp babbles the minute his eyes turned towards his mama. “My baby” Louisa’s voice was a silent whisper, her whole countenance lighting up as she watched them walk in. She stood regal in a fitted Chantilly lace gown that hugged her body in all the right places. The sweetheart neckline sat perfectly on her chest
“We haven't had a formal conversation until now.” Tension hung lowly in the midst of both men, something palpable and heavy as they sat around a table with untouched wine glasses. “In the past, I had no reason to.” Louisa’s father spoke, face drawn tightly. “Now, it's only right to meet the man who’s been circling my daughter.”“‘Circling’ is a great classification for my love,” Alessandro voiced lowly, his tone as calm as his demeanor. “You are well aware my daughter isn't built for a world as vicious as yours.” A pause. “If you love her as much as you claim, you won’t put her through such torture— a second time.”Alessandro felt his jaw tighten. Slowly he reached for his wine glass and took a quiet sip. “Louisa is my fragile woman and I intend to keep it that way for a long time— whatever transpired in the past months, dies there. My world is vicious, yes but she’ll never know that world again.” He said, leaning back into the seat with a sharp tick running down his back. “She’s
When the cab pulled up in front of the magnetic hotel suite, Louisa stepped out half sober, water dripping down her chin along with her own tears as she stacked a wad of cash into the man’s hands and hurried into the building—Looking messed up and out of place. “How can we help you, miss?” The front desk staff demanded as soon as she walked up to it. “I want to see Alessandro,” she replied, dropping the key card right onto the desk, and much to her chagrin. “Can you please tell me what suite he is in?” “You don't look fine, miss” The woman said Instead, taking the card and tucking it away with a wary look crumpling her face. “We have Mr. De Luca getting ready to vacate his suite, he never walked in here with a woman of any sort…” “You don't get it, I just want to talk to him before he leaves.” Louisa pleaded, her hands grabbing the woman’s own. “This card was issued to Mr. Alessandro De Luca, I’d like to know how you got your hands on them.” The woman urged. “Let’s start from
Louisa didn’t dress up for a party. She dressed to forget. Eve came the next day, as promised, for their crazy night out. She’d fought the urge to decline, to say an unhealed fragment of her past was making her rethink every decision she’d thought she’d made peace with. “I wish to get back into my partying spirit.” Eve had squealed, being more like herself than the nightmare she once was. “I’ll introduce you to a few friends.” Then she’d leaned in and whispered coyly, “However you relate with them determines if you’ll leave with a Christmas boyfriend.” She’d laughed, utterly oblivious of the faraway stare in Louisa’s eyes. Once up the stairs of the private lounge, Louisa moved to the bar first for a drink once Eve excused herself for a moment. The smell of luxury lingered thickly in the air. Chandelier drapings filled the ceilings, silver curtains that shone down on the bustling city. People moved about as if they had perfect lives. The music was meant to soothe, but she felt
At Alaric’s Villa, he stared at his sleeping son one last time before shutting the door softly behind him. The nanny dipped her head lowly in a slight bow before disappearing down the stairs. He moved into his study, hands reaching for the phone in his pocket. The minute he turned on the device, h
“There are rumors that the Don fell off, all for a woman”Eric said as soon as Alessandro sat in the leather seat adjacent.“Let them talk. They aren't wrong” He drawled lazily. “I care about the empire I've built but she’s of more importance to me and soon they’ll see that I can love a woman—my wo
Nights blurred into days, and three weeks dragged by in the sterile ward room. Louisa’s injury healed enough for her to walk without wincing. The past weeks had been a roller coaster of emotions both maternally, mentally, and in her dynamic with Alessandro. Only Bianca visited, any other persons w
When Alessandro got back to the hospital, it was dusk. The sun had just begun to set, and the clouds were painted in golden hues. The city was coming alive, but it was a sharp contrast to the rage doubling down in Alessandro’s blood. He stormed into Louisa’s ward like a wounded lion, his countenanc







