Mag-log inAMY'S POVThe day had come. After Carlos and my boss had spoken to me for a long time on what to do and not do, I was ready. “Do you understand everything I said?” “Yes, Antonio. I more than understand you.” And it was the truth. These instructions played in my head like never before - I got up, adjusted the belt on my Jean pants and looked at Carlos who got up as well. “I'll see you when I'm back.” I walked to the door, realizing how scared I was - how terrified I had become. “Amy?” I halted. That was Antonio's voice. “Yes?” “You don't have to be scared, really.” He smiled. “You have everything you need.” He assured me. “Just let me know when you need help. I'll alert Carlos to do a good job.” He promised. “Of course.” He was on his way out just as I was. Carlos led the way to the car as usual. I looked at my phone as though I hadn't seen it before hopping in the car. “Thank you, Carlos.” I took a seat and looked out the window to see Antonio. The look on his face. The wor
AMY'S POV As soon as I finished eating, I hurried down the stairs - hoping Antonio at least, had time. Time to spare. “Is Antonio still home?” “Yes, ma'am.” One of the workers answered. “He's in his office as we speak, ma'am.” Office? Why did he spend all day there? I looked to my right and left, recalling what happened in the office where he was. Did I want to be there a second time? I asked myself, realizing at the same time that I had to be there. There was nothing I could do about it - this was more than important as I knew. “Ma'am?” “Yes?” I snapped out of my thoughts, caught up with the door of a room and nodded. “I'll be there on my own. I know the way.” I explained and was on my way out of her sight, my phone in my hand. What do I tell the man now? “Antonio?” “Yes? Come on in.” I pushed the door open and walked in. Of all the people I expected to meet there, not Madame Loretta. She was seated across him, the smile on her face told me she was up to something. Maybe
AMY'S POV This moment. One I didn't expect to happen anytime soon. “What?” I lost my voice at this moment. “Antonio. I—” My words got lost too. Did he hear himself? Was he certain he wasn't drunk? “Uhm, have you been drinking all through the night?” I took a moment to look at the desk. There were no signs of a bottle and a glass. “You may need to get some sleep if you ask me.” “No, I'm fine. I'm sane, Amy. Very sane.” And how could I confirm that? “Can I kiss you?” The question came again, shocking me to the marrow of my bones. “You don't have to—” “I want you to kiss me.” I couldn't hide it any longer. I never expected a day like this to come, buy I wished it did. Before I could say a word again, although I didn't have plans to - I was claimed by the lips. Antonio's arm wrapped around me, his breath and mine mixed while I kissed him back. This moment. How could I not cherish it? We kissed like it was the last time a thing like this will happen. Indeed, it was the last t
AMY'S POVThe first thing I heard when I woke up was the beeping sound from my phone.Who could be calling me at this time?I sprouted up, picked my device up and looked at my screen. “Enzo?” What the fuck? My gaze stopped at the wall clock hanging on the other end and I confirmed the time. “Why the fuck?” In a rush, I hurried to the bathroom to pee. After which I rushed back into the space.But now, the call ended.What next?Wasn't it too early to wake Antonio who may be sleeping? It was only seven o'clock. Too early. Right about the time I used to wake when I was sold to Antonio. “Shit. Shit.” Which one do I do?I walked around, pacing with thoughts.Then I thought to myself, go to Antonio's room.In a moment, I
ANTONIO'S POV“We haven't had the chance to talk.”I got home about an hour ago from the office. Changed into something after a bath and busied myself with good food. And now, here was I - in the room Amy slept in, ready for a conversation.“Good evening.” She looked up, dumped her phone and continued. “Yes, you've been busy with work since last weekend. Today is”“Our free day.”She ignored the phone completely, adjusting as she got up so that she could sit on the bed. “Take a seat, Antonio.” She offered me the couch I accepted almost immediately. “There's nothing much to discuss. Especially the one that happened at the mall. You know of it already.”“Yes, how could I forget that?”“You were really good with that
ENZO'S POVAs I dialed the number, I turned on my speaker.“It's ringing.” We both confirmed.And so we waited, hoping it'll go through.It did, halfway, by ringing. Things can only be complete when the call is taken. When?“Hello, there. This is Rose.”“Ah, hello, Rose. Almost thought it was the wrong number you gave to me.”“Huh?” She sounded confused. “Who is this?”“Enzo Marino. Remember? The man from the shopping mall. We met there last week Saturday. I would have called you before now but I have been so busy with work.”“Ohhh. Mr. Marino—” She cried from her end. “Took you long enough to reach out to me. Almost thought I lost you, babe.”&
Antonio's POVMy eyes took a harsh whip around the room. Around me, each of my soldiers avoided eye contact, their shoulders hunched and eyes diverted at anything else but me. I had stepped out of the medical wing and summoned them into my study so that I would be filled in on everything that had
Amy's POVMadam Loretta’s face tightened. "She is a distraction! She""Can stay by his side and warm up his bed. That’s her job, isn't it?" Ravenna interrupted. "I don’t see why waking up to a pretty face would do anything other than help."Loretta’s whole body shook, looking ready to strike the yo
Amy's POVTwo more nights passed by, dragging at a snail’s pace. The whole thing about "house arrest" had been a joke on my side; I did not know that Madame Loretta was actually not going to let me step out of the room at all.The day after Antonio left, I tried to leave my room in the evening jus
Amy's POVI laughed. I mean, I tried to. Instead, this hoarse, cracked sound came out, deepening the awkwardness that followed the question I was just asked. My cheeks began to warm up, the heat rising all the way from my neck. Carlos continued to look at me."I’m sad, actually. Don’t worry, he’s t
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