LOGINBianka followed my gaze, and she froze once she spotted Levi’s angry face.“Levi… I… I…” she stammered, taking a step toward him.But he stepped back and said in a low but firm tone, “I’ll sign the divorce papers and send them over to you.”Without another word, Levi extended his hand to me. “Come on, honey. Let’s go.”I took his hand, and we walked side by side.“Sorry, I ruined our trip,” Levi said as he turned the yacht, heading back.I smiled and looked back at the sleepy Angelo. He was exhausted from playing all day and had fallen asleep the moment we reached the yacht.“No, you didn’t,” I said softly. “Things happen.”He stared deeply into my eyes, and it made my cheeks blush.“What?” I asked, confused.“How can you be like this?” he asked, steering the yacht.I frowned slightly and smiled. “Like what?”“While I’m extremely happy that you understood me and didn’t…” he paused, “…I’m still a little disappointed that you don’t seem to care much.”He looked ahead at the long, dark s
MilaNo one could ever guess what life would bring to them, or what it might turn them into.My eyes widened when Levi said that the pregnant woman was his wife—I wasn’t shocked because we were almost getting engaged, or because we were supposed to be in a relationship.From my background, this happened all the time. Mafia men could cheat on their wives, have affairs, and even get engaged to another woman while already married—all for the sake of benefits and family alliances.But in Levi’s case, I had never thought he was capable of cheating, manipulating, or mistreating his already pregnant wife, while being so good to a woman carrying another man’s child.Yet the look on his face made me hold back from jumping to conclusions or judging him.He was just twenty-six, and I had never imagined he would be married.“So,” I said, glancing at the pregnant woman who was watching us from afar. “You’re married?”A strange heaviness settled in my chest. Not pain… not anger. Just something unco
Mila’s eyes were fixed on me, waiting for my response. Meanwhile, Bianka’s lips curled into a side smile. I glanced down at her swollen belly—she had to be in her last month of pregnancy. I once loved this woman with all my heart… and believed she loved me too. But all her softness and tenderness had only been a cover for her affair with her boss. “Levi?” Mila asked again, squeezing my hand when I took too long to respond. “Uh…” I cleared my throat. Just as I was about to reveal the woman’s identity, someone called Bianka’s name. She shot me a glare, then said, “See you later, Levi.” I never imagined the world could be so small—to run into her here. Still, relief washed over me when she left. At least it bought me time to tell Mila everything… the right way. “Emm, Mila…” I started, gesturing subtly toward Angelo, who was enjoying his meal. “Can we talk about this later? I don’t think this is the right place.” She followed my gaze, then nodded. “Fine. No pressure.” Her quiet
LeviThe warm sea breeze played with her beautiful hair as she stepped out of her car.Her charming smile grew wider the moment she spotted me, and my heart warmed at the sight.When I got her call earlier today, I was thrilled to accept her offer for the trip. I postponed every important meeting and deal, and rushed to prepare the yacht.“Hi,” I greeted them, kissing Mila on the cheek. “You look beautiful.”She always looked beautiful.She sized me up and down, then smiled. “You look good too.”I ruffled Angelo’s hair. “Hi, little buddy.” But he avoided me and stood behind Mila.“He’s not very social,” Mila said, smiling apologetically.On the contrary, the boy smiled at every passerby who smiled at him. But I didn’t comment.I knew I had to earn his trust and respect if I wanted to be his father.Once the yacht started moving, he became more relaxed, playing around in the safe area.“I have two plans,” I began as I turned on the engine. “We can enjoy the day here under the beautiful
I slept for two days straight. My face was pale, and the morning sickness had started hitting me every morning.I didn’t leave my bed, except to go to the bathroom.I wasn’t angry. I wasn’t sad. It was something deeper. Something gnawing at my soul.Light footsteps near my bedroom door made me curl into my bed and quickly pull the covers over my head.The door burst open, and Angelo’s voice rang through the quiet air. “Mommy, are you still asleep?” followed by heavier footsteps.He jumped onto the bed. “You slept for two days. I missed you, Mommy,” he said, his voice a little sad.I didn’t want him to see my pale face or my swollen eyes with dark circles.“Mommy?” he asked again.Then I heard Mama’s voice. “Let your mommy rest, honey.”“Is she sick?” he asked, pressing a kiss to my cheek, his voice filled with worry.“No…” Mama said calmly. “She’s just tired.”I heard their footsteps retreat toward the door. Just before it shut, Angelo’s voice reached me again. “Is the baby making her
I took another step forward, raising my chin higher to look into his eyes.I raised my finger and pressed it against his temple. “I’m stronger than the image you have in your head of me, Luca,” I said, forcing down any feelings I might still have for him except for disdain. “More stubborn than your pride. I’m not just surviving anymore.” I smirked. “Maybe I’m dangerous too. Maybe, in the end, your family was right—and I was nothing but a copy of my biological mother.”He grabbed my finger tightly, enough to hurt, but I didn’t flinch. “What do you actually want right now, Mila?” he asked, his teeth clenched. “Control? Revenge? Love? Possession? I can give you all of that.”I searched his eyes. ‘That is the last thing I want, Luca. You would never know or understand what I want,’ I answered iny head.I sniffed. “Maybe those are your ambitions—and they’re just a drop compared to mine. I know my real value.”I walked past him, picked up the bottle of wine from the coffee table, and poure
Mila That night, I slept like I hadn’t in a long time. Sleep was my escape. I didn’t want to think. To predict the consequences. All I wanted was to feel stability. To feel safe. And I knew I could not gain that. Not when Luca’s shadow hunted me from everywhere. But the confrontation had to ha
Was it wise to force myself into this? I wasn’t sure. All I knew was that I wanted to give myself a chance. New adventures. New relationships. To be with a nice man. The moment Levi pulled the zipper of my dress down and the cold air from the conditioner hit my skin, a sharp wave of pain twisted
When I shot him a confused, suspicious look, he laughed loudly. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost! What?” He took a step closer. “Hasn’t any man flirted with you before?” I stepped forward in challenge and said, “A lot of them. But none of them questioned me within the first few moments we met!”
Mila “Miss, you forgot your hat!” A young boy rushed up and held my yellow hat out to me. “Oh, thank you, little boy!” I smiled and ruffled his hair. The people on this island were incredibly kind and welcoming. Since I arrived three weeks ago, they had treated me like a princess—as if they had k







