ACCALIA'S POV“Accalia?” He called. I immediately frowned, Took a deep breath and then said to him, “I only came because Don asked me to,” I said standing next to Nanny Maria. I held her hands not letting go.The door opened shortly, Max walked in, this time sober, but he looked like one who hadn't gotten any sleep throughout the night.“What are you doing here? Thought you left?” He says carelessly falling to the bed,He looked closer, “Oh, Nanny Maria's here. What a pleasant surprise.” Everyone looked at him, he was a disgrace, while Clarissa saw her son as the most perfect. I rolled my eyes then finally said.“You're invited to the family introduction dinner at Don's father's House by 9 pm,” I said,“Santis Donato? He is inviting us to dinner?” Dad asked, I'm sure he had been dying to breathe the same air as the business tycoon but hadn't gotten the chance. Well, he was wrapped around Ken's fingers and tossed about like a doll.“I have to go”“Wait! “ Clarissa called, making me
BENTLEY'S POVThe soft tendrils of morning sunlight gently caressed my room, coaxing me from the embrace of my cozy bed. As my eyes fluttered open, a silent protest echoed within. "Do I really have to get up?" I mused, my limbs feeling heavy with the lingering warmth of sleep.The allure of the soft, inviting blankets begged me to stay, creating a silent negotiation between responsibility and the tempting pull of a few more minutes in bed. "Five more minutes won't hurt," I bargained with the day ahead, though deep down, I knew those minutes had a sneaky way of multiplying into lost hours.As I stretched beneath the soft embrace of my cozy blankets, an internal debate unfolded."Do I really have to get up?" a part of me protested, clinging to the fading tendrils of a dream. The prospect of facing the day's challenges loomed overhead, and I felt a twinge of reluctance to abandon the cocoon of comfort that surrounded me.My eyelashes quivered restlessly, but it was no use - they'd given
DON'S POVI sat in the study room when Luca walked in with his head high, his eyes met with me and then he gave a short bow.“What's the latest update?”“She tried escaping to another country but we tracked her down.” He stated,“Who?”“The fashion designer. It turns out she's been trying not to leave for a while now.” He answered, anger surged in me as I angrily banged the desk with my fist.“So where is she now?” I asked,“Down, at the basement. We brought her in last night.”“Good. Send all staff away and Lia? Where's Lia?”“She left with Enzo shortly after you left for office, I suppose to her house.* He replied, short and cold.“Tell Enzo to hold her off till I say so.” He nods and then leaves to make a call, if the fashion designer knew something then that would be my ticket to a discovery.I headed down to the basement, it had been a while since I brought in anyone for interrogation here, aside from being a Mafia lord, our connection cut across all security sectors, even the la
DON'S POV“I think it' time we get started. Tell me what I need to know and you won't get hurt.” I stated coolly, her eyes widened more and more. I couldn't tell if she was frightened by my actions or my words, it probably depended how she perceived my actions and words.She took in a deep breath and spoke softly, "I honestly do not know."But I'll be damned if I believe what she she said, I knew she was like and I would not hesitate to snap her neck if she did not tell me what I needed to hear. So I raised my hand again toward her, this time holding it in front of her neck but this time I hesitated to hit her.“You're bluffing right? Tell me!” I snapped, still keeping my hand in place just in case she decided to resist again,Her eyes flashed fear again before settling down.I slowly raise my hand and slam it onto the wooden desk. A sharp pain shot through my palm, I dropped my hand on my lap and glared at her with hatred in my eyes.“Don't touch me. Or I will scream.” Her voice was
ACCALIA'S POVI entered my bedroom, but couldn't get my mind off what Don was trying to hide. I glanced at the paper bag he had given me earlier. The purple dress was perfect and suited my skin tone perfectly.I fell on the bed, as I sprawled this thinking deeply about the possibility of Ken doing something malicious again to stop the wedding.I checked the time, it was already evening, I walked into the bathroom, staring at the bathtub for a while contemplating whether I should bathe in that or use the shower instead.I turned on the shower, letting the water beat my skin, washing it off, after I was done, I grabbed my white fluffy towel wrapping it around my chest, I walked into the room, laid my dress flat on the bed, and admired the gown, it was exquisite, made of luxurious fabric that shimmers in the light. The neckline is scooped and low, and the skirt is long and flowing. It's a simple yet elegant design, with a timeless quality that makes it perfect for any occasion. I imagine
ACCALIA'S POVI raise my glance to see everyone awaiting my answer, I begin to get cold feet.“Huh?” My voice trailed as I watched everyone's eyes on me“Uhm, the thing is Don and I_” I wanted to say something when he cut me short glaring at his father,“Is that necessary? We're here to eat and not chitchat.” Everywhere went silent, the hatred for his father seemed too much but I wondered why, I was in no place to ask, as it stands I do not know my stance in his life right now.“C'mon, it was just a harmless question.” Mr. Santis said and Dad couldn't believe how much power his son had over his father, he quickly resumed his food, and everyone ate in silence with just the sound of the forks against the plate breaking the silence.The door opened and a young man walked in,“Whooaa…. You all are eating without me?” His voice finally broke the silence, I turned to see him, and he swagged into the room, his eyes taking in the expensive furniture and decor. He's dressed to the nines, his c
ACCALIA'S POVDad and Clarissa had gone already, I stayed back to search for Don, he stormed off earlier, and nobody knows where he had run off to.Walking back into the house for the third time after searching, I saw Mr. Santis, looking through the window with his hands behind him.“Papa, What are you thinking about? Do you have an idea where Don could be?” His small smile reminded me of the good old days with dad,“You know I wonder how you ended up with Don. “ I gave an awkward smile as I averted my gaze to the window,“Well, we just happened, Papa”.“Don's a dangerous man, Accalia. I'm afraid of what he might do to you”. Fear crept into my heart, as my stomach tightened.He looked at me and then laughed,“Not that Dangerous.” He sighs.The points at the picture on the wall,“That's Jasmine. She was the most precious person to Don. He cherished his sister more than he did with me” My eyes traveled to the large picture of her hanging prominently on the wall. She had dark hair and pie
DON'S POV"Don," I heard her call my name softly. I didn't turn around but acknowledged her presence with a slight nod.Silence hung between us, heavy and pregnant with unspoken emotions. I heard her approach me, I knew she was approaching me cautiously, the gravel crunching beneath her shoes. As she reached my side, She hesitated before placing a hand on my shoulder."I heard about Jasmine," She said gently. My shoulders tensed, but I didn't push her away. "I'm so sorry for what happened." She continued.I remained silent, and I guessed that my silence would make her believe she could feel the weight of my grief in the stillness of the night. The garden was like a sanctuary to me, it was a place where I could confront my demons under the soft glow of the moon."Sometimes, it's okay to let people in," I heard her whisper, her words were barely audible in the quiet night. "You don't have to carry the burden alone."I finally turned in her direction, my eyes were reflecting a mixture of