MasukHappy new year lovely people!😊 May this be year bring you lots of happiness, blessings and joy✨. It's our year to be outstanding than how we were in 2025. So take a deep breath, and walk through 2026 gracefully as you should☺, because it's our year to shine brighter than ever before🥂🎊. And yes, it's another month with Luciano and Elizabeth. If you haven't shown any form of support so far by dropping a review at the REVIEW SECTION, engaging actively, voting, supporting, then please do so this month. This book can't get any far without your help and engagement. Remember, silent reading is not allowed! It's illegal to do so😂. ... Meanwhile... I didn't want to write this chapter at first—which is the conversation between Mother Roselyn and Elizabeth. I just wanted us to delve into the party but then I had to because it's crucial for the plot.
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 left his mouth, with me realizing I wasn't as quiet as I thought. “Tell me why you didn't come, Elizabeth.”“You can't corner me in my own room,” I ignore his question even when I know it's not the most sensible thing to do. “This is a sacred place, you're not supposed to be here.” I pause, then quickly add when his eyes locks with mine so intensely by each passing second, “Don't look at me like that.” “Mmhm,” a deep throaty sound escapes his throat. “Like what? Like you're the only one sacred in this hypocritic place? If it's that, then I'm afraid I can't stop.”The butterflies in my belly fluttered like there was an event going on there on hearing those words. Nothing could have prepared
Chapter 61*~°*~°*~°*Elizabeth*~°*~°*~°*I'm convinced the Lord is punishing me for all my sins. There's no other explanation, none at all. And the gut wrenching part is that he's punishing everyone too for my mistakes. I associated with a man I shouldn't have, now the entire convent has to pay for it.We have a day left to pay up the money, and we have no funds to do so. It's a huge amount. Where on earth are we going to find such money?“It's a day left, Mother. What do we do?” Sister Maria voices out the exact thought in my head… in our heads. “We don't have such money. Are we going to live on the streets?”The twelve of us surround Mother Roselyn’s office, brainstorming like never before. The truth is—we have no idea what to do.This is a difficult situation for us.“You don't need to remind me about our lack of funds, Sister Maria. I am fully aware of that,” Mother Roselyn scolds her, a line drawing between her brows as the wrinkles around her face showed less grace than she i
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 shaking. He's one of the men who attacked Elizabeth at the party—one of the foolish ones who couldn't escape, and wasn't killed. We have tortured him long enough. Now, it's time for questioning.The cell is large and empty. The only thing inside it is one chair on which sits a man. Or at least, the remains of one man. He's tied by the thick lengths of rope, his head drooped forward, and he's entirely covered in blood. When he sees me, his eyes widen beyond normal comprehension. He's shaking and has an expression that I've seen way too many times than I count. One that clearly says— ‘Forgive me.’I don't know why they even bother when they clearly know they aren't leaving here alive.He manages to li
Chapter 59••~••°••~••Luciano••~••°••~••I would rather be anywhere but here. But when vengeance fuels your motive, it doesn't matter the lines you have to cross.You just do it without thinking.I chose this restaurant for a reason. It's the only one I trust not to have media personalities flocking through the door every now and then. It's the perfect place to maintain privacy without interruption.The perfect place to meet with my wife-to-be.When I made the phone call, she was more than excited to come on a date with me. I don't know how people do it—fall in love with someone you just met. I hope Gemma realizes I would not be reciprocating her feelings for me. I don't have the ability to feel such things.With the way she's sitting, it dawns on me that she has been waiting for quite a while, minutes to be precise. “How long has she been waiting?” I asked Giorgio, the restaurant’s manager. He knows who I am, knows what I'm capable of. Which is why when he opens his mouth to spea
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 nothing.What part of ‘come tonight’ did she not understand?My hand shakes as I gulp the last of the liquor. What the fuck is wrong with me? Why is it impossible for me to go along with other women and not waste my time with one who obviously has vows to keep? It hasn't been this hard before—to get any woman I want. So what is it about her? Why didn't she fucking show up?“Fuck!”I throw the empty glass against the wall, bits of glass and liquid shattering against the floor. That didn't give me the relief I expected. Instead, my blood only boiled more, and the rage in me spiked up by a hundred degrees.Relaxing into the sofa, my mouth curled into a smirk when I remembered the ultimatum I had giv
Chapter 57 *~°*~°*~°* Elizabeth *~°*~°*~°* As usual, all the sisters storm out the moment Luciano drives through the gate. We do this all the time when there is a new visitor or an unrecognizable car coming in. Because we hardly have visitors, except during Sunday service. I'm not aware of how tightly I'm gripping my dress until Luciano's hand hovers around mine for a second, then covers it fully. “Let’s go, Elizabeth,” his voice is commanding, but when I look at him, all I can see is a reassuring gaze that tells me he's here, that everything will be okay. Although I know the last thing I should be doing is getting down this car with a criminal, a mobster when all the sisters look all judgy and curious, but I still do it. I let Luciano open the door for me, and I get down. There's a gasp from the far end of the convent, and when I look up to know what caused the noise, I realize they are all staring at Luciano. This is their first time seeing him up and close, suddenly I want







