Sorry for the looong delay, everyone =,) But, don't worry. This is yesterday's chapter. Today's chapter will be out in 10 or 12 hours (with luck, there might be two chapters ^^). Sorry for the delay again <3
“Are you going to make me repeat myself?” Millicent growled, twisting her arm violently to try to free herself from his disgusting hand “Let go of me!”“Stop making a fuss!” He pulled her even closer, his teeth gritted angrily “If that's the only way you're going to stand still and listen to me, then so be it! I will no longer allow you to go around acting like a slut and thinking this is a good thing…!” Austin’s smug voice was replaced by a grunt of pain as Millicent dug the heel of her shoe into his ankle, finally making him release her “Fuck! Why do you always have to act like a bitch lately…!”“Sometimes, I wish I could just rip out your tongue!” Millicent spat, putting as much distance between them as possible “So I would never have the displeasure of hearing your voice again…”“I’m here to try to help you, you idiot, even if you don’t deserve it!” he gritted his teeth, leaning over his ankle as if she had ripped a piece out of him “I've already let this act of yours with Isaac g
Millicent liked to think that, after all the time she and Isaac had spent together lately, she had at least learned to recognize when something was bothering him.And, definitely, at that moment he was bothered by something.Not that Millicent could blame him, of course. She didn't even know all the details of what Isaac had been through with the Carnbys, but Austin's comment about Isaac's mother was still reverberating in her mind. And, if she was restless like that, she couldn't even imagine how Isaac must be feeling. Especially because Austin had mentioned something about burning and, when Millicent remembered Isaac’s feet…God, she wanted so badly to comfort him in some way, but she didn't even know what he would find comforting or if he even wanted her to open her mouth. It wasn't like they were truly friends or if he really wanted to be taking her to his apartment at a time like this. Everything between them was about sex, not feelings.And, for some reason, that saddened her dee
When Isaac entered the room with her in his arms, Millicent felt like she had provoked a wild beast.Maybe it was the way his lips were sliding demandingly down her neck or the firm grip of his hands on her hips, as if her ass belonged to him. Isaac had never really been the calm, romantic type in bed, although she definitely considered him kind, as much as he would hate to hear her refer to him that way. But, that day, he seemed more eager than ever. Hungry and excited. As if those words about possess her weren't just to make her horny.What in Austin's speech left him in this state? It wasn't as if this was the first time Isaac had realized that she had once had feelings for Austin or that getting revenge on him was still one of her main goals. Had he been offended because he thought she was just pretending to want him? Did he really not realize that the feelings she once had for Austin no longer made a difference? It didn't matter if Austin had ever reached her heart, once. That kin
Millicent didn't know exactly what woke her up in the middle of the night, but it certainly shook her from a deep sleep. Her… Activities with Isaac had been quite wild and her eyes felt as heavy as stones when she opened them in the middle of the dark room. For a second, she almost gave in to the urge to close them again and go back to sleep. But when the bedsprings creaked beneath her, Millie finally realized what had woken her. Someone was tossing and turning in the bed next to her. No, not just anyone…Isaac.Her sleepy seemed to disappear the instant Millicent turned her face completely towards him, realizing he wasn't just restless or trying to find a better sleeping position. Even though the only light entering the room came from the moonlight on the other side of the windows, there was such deep anguish in his expression that it was impossible not to notice. His eyes were closed tightly, however, and he gave no indication of being awake as he continued to toss and turn in bed as
“God…” Millicent's breath caught in her throat upon hearing about what Isaac's hand had done to herself “I… I’m so sorry…”“I used to feel hurt about it when I was younger. But the more I found out about what she went through at Evan's hands, after being forced into marriage just so my grandfather could get a contract… I stopped blaming her. Her mind had been sick for a long time, even before I was born. She had no more hope, trapped between those walls. Her vision was distorted and, therefore, that may have seemed like the best option to end her suffering, even though her last moments must have been terribly painful. She wanted to make sure no one could stop her.”“You must have suffered so much…” her heart broke as she imagined a child grieving for his mother, being force
“You're a pretty good dancer, Mr. Carnby. Has anyone ever told you that?” Millicent laughed as Isaac twirled her gently in the rhythm of the music around the hall.“If my memory serves me right, I think you're the first to tell me something like that, Miss Bianchi.” There was a teasing smile on his face as his arm wrapped around her hips even more firmly, cradling her against his chest in a way that wasn't necessary during a dance like that "But I'll take it as a new skill I just found out. You know, it’s not like I’m really used to dancing.” “I have a hard time believing that.” she raised an eyebrow as he twirled her perfectly once more “Or, maybe, I’m not giving you enough credit. I took some dance and etiquette classes at school when I was a teenager, but I was always terrible at it. I think all those teachers were right when they said that, if the guide knows what they are doing, then the dance will turn out as it should.” “Well…” his smile fell a little, but his voice remained c
Millicent hadn't forgotten her resolution after meeting Alessia Greco for the first time. Isaac was a free man and it was none of her business whether he had women throwing themselves at his feet, whether he reciprocated their feelings or not. At times like that, she should just think of a quick excuse to give Everly a satisfactory answer that wouldn't jeopardize their plans. Whether or not Isaac had anything to do with Mr. Greco's daughter, Millicent was sure he would never let that jeopardize their agreement.But for some reason, even knowing all of this and even though Isaac was clearly trying to move his arm away from Alessia and put her on her side, seeing them close like that, looking almost like a couple while Mr. Greco smiled almost proud manner to Isaac, made Millicent's stomach twist in a terrible way.“Do they have business together?” Everly asked, again very interested.“Uh… I don't know all the details about his business. I think this is something only he can answer.” Mil
If there was one thing Millicent knew about Austin, it was that arrogant smile. It was the kind of expression he always wore when he thought he won something, especially a battle.And, if he was acting like that while being accompanied by the other company executives, then it was certainly not something good that was coming.“Hello, gentlemen.” She smiled her best diplomatic smile, as if she didn't have a care in the world as she picked up another glass and approached them “Are you enjoying the party?” “Yes, Miss Bianchi. Despite all the financial problems he has faced in recent years, your uncle clearly still has a lot of support to receive. I am sure he will get through this crisis with ease.” Mr. Young, one of the executives who Millicent knew to be one of the closest to Evan, ran his eyes around the room, not really looking very pleased that Dante was so close to overcoming all the boycotts that Emma was promoting and that no one seemed to have the courage to mention “As expected,
"I'm telling you! I'm part of his family! I have to see him!"Millicent's heard the commotion before arriving 10 feet away from the room where the nurse was leading her. It was Imogen's voice, there was no doubt about it, and it made her blood run cold. She had hoped that Isaac's mother and stepfather were just there to find out about his condition and then leave. God knew they would probably rather run out of there than be recognized by someone they knew passing by the hospital. Or, at least, that's what Millicent thought, before hearing Imogen continue to whimper, as if her heart was being ripped out of her chest."Please, he's my son! I need to see him! I need to make sure he's okay...!"“Talk to Jayden Adams.” Vasily's deep voice interrupted his wife, in an almost threatening tone "Tell him that Nikolaev asked for one more favor. He will let you know that we can enter wherever we want in this hospital."“Uh… I’m sorry, Mr. Nikolaev…” a woman’s voice trembled “I understand that you
“So when exactly are you going to finish babysitting your boyfriend?” Laura snorted, her voice sounding almost like a hiss on the other end of the line “I have important things to discuss with you and your father.”“I’m sure you do.” Millie laughed, pausing to take a sip of her coffee “So, it looks like Emma really is willing to pitch in now, doesn’t it?”“Oh, of course she is.” even though they were miles apart, Millicent knew her aunt was rolling her eyes just by her tone of voice "She wouldn't let go of the opportunity to end everything her half-sister had built through the mafia. And she would also never allow her long-awaited victory to be tarnished by the news of the appearance of her illegitimate daughter." “Dad commented that she still seems to be acting emotional around you…”“Don’t be fooled by that old fox’s acting.” Laura scolded, clearly uncomfortable "She doesn't care about anything or anyone but herself. She's just trying to act sorry to make sure I didn't open my mouth
Hello everyone! First of all, I want to apologize for the last two days without any chapters. I had another emergency due to my father's health, but luckily things are calmer now. Hopefully, I'll be able to post the new chapter in a few hours
Isaac hated hospitals. That smell of antiseptic and metal seemed capable of permeating his skin and Isaac could recognize it anywhere. Even in moments like that, when his eyes were so heavy they seemed to never want to open again, he was able to recognize where he was just by that terrible smell. He had stopped in hospital rooms several times throughout his life and, usually, it was an indication that he hadn't been careful enough. What had it been that time? His head was hurting too much for him to remember, but Isaac still struggled. There was pain, his face wet from something hot that was probably blood, and the loud sound of metal… Just like when he had almost died when his car's brakes were cut when he was 18.So, Evan had managed to get him into a hospital bed again. How predictable. He had been more creative before.A soft sob from his side made something inside his chest flutter. Which was ridiculous, because it wasn't like Vincent or Dominic would cry if they came to visit.
Sometimes, Isaac missed how his life was half a year ago. It was equally terrible, of course, but at least he wasn't so aware of it. He could fill his days thinking only about revenge and living as if the only truly functional organ in his body was his brain. But now, here he was, haggard and miserable, only because the rusty thing inside his chest had decided to work. At least, before returning to America, he didn't miss anyone or suffer from the same loneliness that had accompanied him since his birth. Now, even in moments like this, when he should have been focused only on his plans, all he could think about was Millicent. With a heavy sigh, Isaac took a step towards the underground parking lot of his building when the elevator doors opened. That day was being especially difficult because he still hadn't managed to shake off the tension from the previous afternoon, when Dominic had almost ruined everything by allowing Millicent to overhear part of their argument. At least, she di
Millicent had spent almost the entire day on the phone without actually speaking. She had dialed the same number over and over again, with adequate intervals between calls, of course. She wanted information, not to be a nuisance. However, as her time at the office drew to a close, she was ready to give up for another hour and get ready to leave, until, to her shock, that last call finally went through."Hello, Mrs. Bianchi. I was hoping you'd call again. I'm sorry we didn't answer sooner.""Don't be sorry, Tyler. You shouldn't worry about anything other than your mother right now." Millicent responded to the youngest Davis son, a boy she knew was the same age and attended the same school as Alessandro “I just wanted to know how your mother's condition is."“She’s… Stable now.” Her heart sank at the way he avoided using the word 'fine' "She woke up for a while this afternoon and managed to eat, but... She's still very much in shock. She even asked if everything that happened on Sunday
Silence took over the room for a moment, so deep that Millicent could swear she could hear everyone's heartbeat there. Just like her face was at that moment, everyone had expressions of shock, worry and expectation, as they waited for Emma’s reaction…With the exception of Massimo, who has a huge Machiavellian smile on his face.Emma's response, however, was probably nothing like either of them expected. First, her face filled with shock and terror, which was certainly quite predictable. But instead of starting to scream and deny, as Millicent thought she would, Emma remained silent, as gradually the horror on her face gave way to anger, then shame, sadness and, finally, resignation.“So…” Emma’s voice trembled, just a ghost compared to how she was acting a moment ago. “It’s really you, isn’t it?”“What did you give me?” Laura sneered, indifferently.“You… You still look like him.” Emma said that with her eyes focused solely on her own hands, nervously twisting the skirt of her dress
"Massimo, if we're going to do this, then I think you should at least try to hide your mocking smile. I don't think anyone will have any doubt that our intentions are not good if they see you entering my mother's house." Dante sighed, straightening up in the seat of the limo they were all in, clearly nervous."What are you talking about? That's my normal face." Massimo shrugged, that smile only widening “Can’t a man be in a good mood anymore?”“You don’t even know what Laura’s plans are for tonight, Massimo.” Alice lightly elbowed him, "She's not necessarily going to make a fuss or embarrass Emma. If you're expecting a show, you might end up disappointed."“Well, I could certainly use some entertainment, but I don’t care.” "I would love to see Emma's expression when she finds out that we all know she has her own illegitimate child, but just being able to walk through her house tonight and look into her face knowing that is enough."“I just hope that whatever Laura is planning really co
"Why did you come back?" Millicent questioned, frustrated "You clearly left not only your name and your life, but also your entire past behind. Anyone can see that you got the happy life you wanted, alongside your husband. So... Why now? If you didn't come back for so many years, even knowing the kind of person you had left Isaac alone with... What changed?"“I always wanted to go back for Isaac.” she stated, shrinking "But... Circumstances were never favorable enough... Until he became an adult and it seemed to be too late. But, I never left him helpless. Neither he nor my brother." Imogen chewed on her lower lip "I shouldn't have been surprised that Vincent suspected I was alive. He was always good at seeing more than other people were capable of. That was one of the reasons I left Isaac. I knew his uncle would protect him, especially after he turned 18. I just didn't expect Vince to involve him in his damn revenge plans!" Imogen growled "He should have left Isaac alone! Help him go