ログインHello beautiful people! Who has an idea what Luciano's suggestion could be? You can guess in the comments or let me know your thoughts on this chapter😊. I'll be waiting and watching...
Chapter 93| The Past- Luciano (Age 16)|•Seven days Later•I’m not sure if I have been sleeping or dozing when the sound of breaking glass jolts me awake.Immediately, I jerk up, my eyes struggling to focus as I peer out the window, the world outside still covered in darkness. Then, I hear the sound again— much louder this time. An angry growl leaves my lips before I can stop it.Not again.Not again with the daily charade.I'm about to dismiss the madness to go check on Kiara when a louder noise that doesn't sound much like glass but more like a gun erupts through the quiet night.That is when I stand up, my entire body on alert now. What's going on?I wipe my eyes with my hands, still struggling to see through the darkness, because unfortunately, my bedside lamp got involved in Mamma and Papà’s usual routine.I strain to listen while my legs start moving, heart pounding against my ribs at what I might find when I go out there. Just as I'm about to pull the door handle, Mamma’s sc
Chapter 92|The Past- Luciano (Age 16)|It is the silence that hits me as soon as I open the front door of the house that immediately lets me know something is wrong. The house is never this quiet. It's either Papà is barking out orders on a phone call—of which, the calls don't stop coming in or Mamma is reciting her latest poem while trying to add even more spice to whatever she's making. Kiara has discovered she likes to talk a lot about everything she learned in school, everything including boys in motorcycle clubs, boys that I would rather slice my ears off than hear about one more time. She's only ten by the way.Each step I take makes my heart pound loudly in my ears. Something is wrong… something is definitely wrong. Hushed voices drift from the kitchen, my mother's whispered words freezing me in place.“You've done it again!” She cries out, the loud keening sound from her filling the entire room. “You don't think about us at all. You only care about yourself.”I press mysel
Chapter 91 *~°*~°*~°* Elizabeth *~°*~°*~°* A low noise I can't explain tears me from sleep. The sound more terrifying than anything else I have ever heard in my entire life. I stare into the dark and there it is again: a throaty sound full of dark despair. What is that? A wave of fear comes crashing down on me when I realize the tone is way too familiar. Rubbing my eyes, I sit upright, my eyes still searching through the dimly lit room. Luciano? Is that Luciano? I'm on my feet before the next grieving sound fills the room. I can't make out more than the outline of Luciano's body, all I know is that the bed is shaking from the force of whatever is happening to him. I switch on the lights, not sure if I should call the doctor yet or not. “Luciano?” I whisper, my voice so little and quiet I can barely hear it. He doesn't answer me. Instead, I notice his eyes are firmly closed, and his hands are clenched into fists. My first instinct is that it might be a seizure, perhaps somet
Hey Lovelies! I know I must have said "updates begins regularly" not once, not twice in the little notes underneath the chapters, and still didn't keep to that promise. I'm honestly sorry for that. Skipping updates is definitely not intentional on my path. This month has been quite unsteady with the updates—for that, I sincerely apologize. I have a lot going on right now, like literally—I'm fighting for my mental health. Like I said in the disclaimer, I am a law student, so things get really rough and scary at some point. And this is one of those times. I'm trying to scale through this month as much as possible, and I really hope you can see my efforts... although it's only a chapter update here and there. Additionally, my exams are approaching and it's a really crazy time for me. So why am I saying this? I don't want you to feel like I have abandoned this book. I wouldn't dare... I would never. If anything, I aim to finish a book before starting another, and that's how i
Chapter 90••~••°••~••Luciano••~••°••~••She jumps off the couch, the tea cup in her hands slipping through and crashing down onto the floor. The sound echoes through the room, but clearly it doesn't startle her because she runs towards me, carefully bypassing the broken pieces. “Oh my god! What happened?”I don't know how else to tell her what exactly happened in order to make it less painful to hear, so I hold my hands out in what I hope is a soothing gesture. “Elizabeth, don't worry. I'm fine. It's just a few scratches.”She shakes her head like she can't believe I just uttered those words. “It's…” She closes the space between us, whatever body mist she is putting on fills my nostrils, completely overwhelming me. Her eyes waters as she takes me in, her hand hovering over my chest, trying to ascertain which part hurts and which doesn't. “It's… It's not just a few scratches,” she murmurs, her voice shaky as she speaks. Her hands tracing the blood stains I have on my shirt. “You're
Chapter 89••~••°••~••Luciano••~••°••~••{Note: This scene takes place before the previous chapter but on the same day.}10:30pm.It's that late in the evening when I walk into the Don’s manor, heading to one of the the large rooms made for wrestling and fighting at the underground part of the building. Our soldiers train here regularly and are all gathered now, surrounding the boxing ring in the center of the room.I know why I have been summoned, and I also know what's coming next, regardless, I keep on walking—shoulders painfully bruised.Alessandro stands at the center of the ring and I walk towards him, head high. This is only a small price to pay for Elizabeth. It shocks me deeply that I'm willing to do more for her if it comes down to it, including going against the Don.Alessandro doesn't say anything, neither does he give me a reassuring smile that this is only going to be one of those times. No. He does none of that. Which only means it's going to be as brutal as it can ge
Chapter 62*~°*~°*~°*Elizabeth*~°*~°*~°*“Lord forgive him for he knows exactly what he's doing,” I whisper to myself, my eyes slowly closing, my body trying to adapt to the newly-found warmth emanating from his.“You're right Sister, I know exactly what I'm doing.” I froze the moment the words l
Chapter 64 Playlist- 🎼Khalid- Better🎼 *~°*~°*~°* Elizabeth *~°*~°*~°* “No, don't bring that with you,” Luciano insists for the second time. “You don't need it. We're going under the rain.” I clutch the umbrella tighter than normal, hoping he'll let me use it if I just stand here and refuse
Chapter 60 ••~••°••~•• Luciano ••~••°••~•• Samuele unlocks the first door and steps aside. He never watches my face while I work, or asks excessive questions. He learned early that curiosity shortens lives, that curiosity always kills the cat. The prisoner inside the left cell is already shaki
Chapter 58 ••~••°••~•• Luciano ••~••°••~•• She still hasn't called me yet. It's almost 7pm and Elizabeth still hasn't fucking called. Not a beep, not a text… nothing! I have run out of counting the number of times I had to glance down at my phone to check for missed calls only to be met with n







