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Ella Twisting and turning, I flutter my eyes open and decide to head downstairs for coffee or anything I can eat that will take my mind off things. Adrian left yesterday for Italy and hasn't even called me yet. My number is restricted but I know that shouldn't be a problem for him. He has been taking me on a roller coaster ride and I have no idea how to place my feelings. Toddy is waiting for me and I have my grandparents to protect so I have to do whatever it takes to be set free. Sighing, I get off Adrian's bed and head downstairs where I find Nonna busy cooking and baking. At 1 AM? "Can I help?" I ask and she jumps from fright and I laugh. She lives in a house full of Mafia men, what would frighten her? "You scared me, little girl. Can't sleep, No?" She asks. Her voice is full of concern and very different from the woman I met on the first day here. I smile while shaking my head and take a seat on the counter. She gets me a cup and I laugh. It's like she can read minds.
Ella As the morning light crept through the curtains, I stirred from my uneasy slumber, plagued by the guilt and fear of what I had done the previous night. I knew that I had betrayed the devil himself, and now, I could feel the walls closing in around me. I pushed the thoughts aside for now, as there was no turning back. I got out of bed and followed my usual routine, showering and dressing in clothes provided by my so-called Master. Downstairs, Nonna was already busy in the kitchen, the clattering of pots and pans a familiar backdrop to this surreal life. I joined her for breakfast, trying to act as normal as possible, although the weight of my actions pressed heavily on my chest. "Good morning Nonna." I smile and she smiles back warmly. "Sleep well in the Boss's bedroom, yes?" She asks, her eyes full of warmth. I decide to just give her back a warm smile instead of details I wouldn't want her to get in trouble as I'm away. She places a hot cup of coffee in front of me and I smi
Ella My head feels like it's been broken into a thousand pieces. My body feels like I was set on fire then left in the sun to burn. I try to turn but my hands are tied to a chain. I have no strength to pull it and the room is so dark and the air heavy. Memories come crashing down on me like a hurricane. I have no tears left to cry and no strength left to fight. When Adrian finds out what I did, he will kill me in the worst way possible so I might as well just die here to save him the trouble. "Is the princess awake?" a familiar voice wakes me. Sofia? I slowly try to flutter my eyes open but struggle as whatever I was given is still making me dizzy and sleepy. "Fuck you!" I spit angrily. "Just shoot me already. What a coward!" I scream with all the energy left in me. She laughs, her sound echoing in what now seems like an empty garage. Her voice is bitter and cold when she speaks. "You see, I know what you did. And you know it too. Right Detective?" My face pales and b
Ella My eyes have been open for hours but I keep lying in the same position because I'm afraid of what Adrian will do to me. It has been five days since he rescued me and during the entire time, he has been working from home. Maybe he doesn't trust anyone to keep an eye on me. My death will surely be painful. My heart bleeds at the thought of something bad happening to my grandparents because of my rushed decisions. Maybe if I had waited he would have set me free. But it's too late now. Tears fall on my pillow as I lay on my side. The smell of wood and leather hit me and I instantly realized that I was in his room. Why? The door opens and his deep voice reaches my ears as he speaks into what I assume is a phone "No, not yet. I will decide and let you know." he is silent for a while then he speaks again"She is getting better. I'll do that." A shiver runs down my spine as I feel his hot gaze on my back. My back is turned to him but I can feel his stare on my back making me
Ella A gentle stroke of my hair wakes me up. My eyes are half open when I find the gorgeous criminal sleeping on his side balancing on his elbow as he strokes my hair. My cheeks burn a hot pink when I realize that he has been watching me sleep. What if I had my mouth open? "Good morning my little spitfire." he greets me with the perfect smile I rarely see. "You should smile more often." I blurt out. He chuckles as he stands on his feet "For you I will." and that response is enough to knock all the air out of my lungs. I catch my breath but say nothing. I watch him disappear into the bathroom. After a few moments, he returns, carrying a warm, fluffy towel. "Ella," he calls me softly, "you've been through so much. It's time to take care of yourself." His voice is gentle but resolute, and I can't help but wonder why he is acting this way. I'm not complaining. I love it when he does this. The problem is I'm beginning to forget a lot of things as I start to fall for him. I aske
Ella Camilla is dead? Just like that? My world spins as I can't seem to put one and two together. How can this have happened? Tears roll down my face as I sit on the floor to mourn my dear friend. Guilt hits me like a hurricane as I realize that it could have been because of me. With blurred vision, I begin to hit Adrian's hard chest. He doesn't even flinch but he doesn't stop me either. He lets me cry as he kneels on the floor with me. He holds me in his arms as he whispers soothing words to me. "How could this have happened?" I ask in tears but then realization hits me. I'll punish her later. Is this what he meant by punishing her? "No, I did not pull the trigger." Adrian sighs. "But I wish I was the one who pulled it," he adds. Confusion hits me. He is giving vague answers which could mean anything. But my heart is too hurt to dwell on figuring out what he means. I grab his shirt as I wail. Hot tears roll down my face as I remember her warm smile, her hugs, and how s
Adrian The past days have been nothing but full of shit. I have so many threats and a fucking target on my back that I need to handle but not enough time. When Ella was kidnapped by Sofia, I crossed borders to save her despite the news I had received moments before. News that hurt me. She fucking betrayed me. But hell what was I expecting? Her undying commitment and loyalty? I'm a monster. A cold-hearted killer who takes what he wants without looking back so I didn't really hold it against her. I couldn't. I don't know why but I couldn't. "What will you do about Marco?" Luca asks. I know I started a fucking war by killing the Bianchi Princess. But they should have seen it coming. No one touches what is mine and lives. She is mine to ruin. "Double the security. He has no power and is desperately looking for allies. I'll need you to take over Las Vegas so we can render him useless." I say and he nods to acknowledge he understands. "What about Camilla?" Luca asks and I r
Dual POV Adrian Luca hands me a folder, and I open it, my eyes scan the damning evidence it contains. Photographs, financial records, and correspondence of who my father met, and what he expected in return. But what shocks me is who I see in the photograph. Ella's Fucking grandparents. Didn't they say she worked as a fucking maid? My father would never even look in the direction of someone below him. He had no regard for the poor so this doesn't make any fucking sense. The room feels suffocating, and I need a moment to gather my thoughts. Without a word, I reach for a cigarette and light it, inhaling deeply. The smoke curls in the dim light, Did the old couple play me? "Did you manage to verify the information Ella's grandparents gave?" Luca looks at me for a moment before responding " This is some fucked up shit A. What the hell is going on? Yes, I did but you'll have to outsource the information because the answers are not here and your mother won't speak." I nod i