Huh? Amora blinked twice, she was shocked. She wasn't wishing to get that kind of cold treatments from him. He was staring at her coldly, she could feel the shivers creeping into her skin. Did she do something wrong? She asked herself? Was she not good enough in bed for him? Is there something bothering him? “You need to dress up and leave. I am meeting my team members in this room very soon.” He said as he put on his shirt not even turning to look at her. She stood up dejectedly and reached for her clothes, she began to put them on, her mind racing until she felt hands gripping her waist and a breath fanning her neck. “I will see you soon.” The husky voice sounded more like a command than a request. “I will send my chauffeur to pick you up at seven tomorrow.” “Where are we going?” She asked turning to look at his face. “Bambino, they don't ask me so many questions, you just do as I ask.” He said sounding soft but at the same time, dangerous as he touched her forehead and caress
CHAPTER FOURTEEN“Amora?” Antonio asked, turning his gaze to Buccolini who was nodding his head and smiling. His eyes were darker than they were, “She's beautiful.” he said in a tight voice glaring at Amora who had her attention to her father.“Right? So beautiful. She's Mr. Francesco's daughter. In all of the women I've met, his daughter caught my fancy and I've been hooked.” “Oh really?” Antonio said and strolled away while Buccolini was following him from behind. “That’s good.” Antonio gritted, a waiter strolled past carrying a tray of white drinks and he grabbed two glasses, he threw the cold liquid into his mouth hastily chewing on the ice, gritting while holding onto the other glass. This bastard! He wanted to help the anger which was overpowering him at the moment but failed, he transferred his aggression to the wine.“I'm thinking of having a nice time with her at the moment.” Buccolini said and walked past him and stood; “What do you think?” He asked smiling into his eyes a
When was the last time she met Eduardo? Almost seven to eight years ago, he had disappeared without a trace.And now he's back. Not only is he back but he never cared to reach out to her! And he is practically showing up in front of her all of a sudden. Is she supposed to feel angry or happy? Angry because Eduardo had been back all these time but never cared to reach out to her or she should be happy because she's finally getting to see him after all these years. She lowered her gaze to Antonio who was staring at her.“Sir,” Eduardo's voice rung out again before Buccolini turned to face him. “Yes, have you spoken to Lung Ki over the transfer?” Buccolini asked while Eduardo nodded, practically forcing his eyes away from Amora as she's slowly becoming a distraction to his presence. “Yes sir, I've spoken to him. He said he's willing to lease out his property to Mr. Francesco for a while until he's able to start up his own private sector.” Eduardo reported while Mr. Francesco lowered
Antonio’s gaze shifted towards the entrance, he hushed Amora’s whimpering with his finger lining across her lips.Could it be his father-in-law? Or Vittoria? He wasn’t sure but the knock persisted. “Stay on that bed and don’t move a muscle,” Antonio barked. She nodded frantically in affirmation.He got off the bed and headed for the door without sparing a glance at Amora.“Daddy!” his daughter shrieked, trying to push past him as he opened the door . He stopped her feeling relieved.“My little angel,” he said gently to his daughter, whose features were so like his own. He crouched down to meet her gaze. “What do you need, sweetheart?”“Vorrei un gelato (I want ice-cream). Mamma said you would get it for me if I asked nicely.” Damn it! He frowned. Vittoria, really? She can’t even get an ice cream for this child, she always love delegating duties. Always acting as if she’s the man of the house when he’s actually the man! He thought to himself still holding onto his daughter. He force
While there were many things about Vittoriathat unsettled Amora, one thing in particular stood out. The way she made it clear that Antonio belonged to her.“Antonio is such a child,” Vittoria said. “He has a lot to learn. I’ll make you his personal assistant, and he won’t even question it. I know him. He doesn’t care for the women who have shared his bed, I’ve seen him with his secretaries before.”If Vittoria was trying to provoke her or get a rise out of her, Amora didn’t know. But she wanted to believe that Vittoria didn’t know Antonio as well as she claimed.“My husband lacks morals.” Vittoria added.Amora tried to think, but Vittoria’s words were making it hard to focus. She couldn’t speak. Her throat was tight, as if it had closed up.Just then, the door opened and an assistant walked in with a dress in her hands.Vittoria shoved the dress at Amora. “Put this on. I won’t have my husband seeing you like this.” Amora turned to go, but Vittoria called her back. “Before you leave,”
She can’t bear the pain. She held onto Eduardo and refused to let go. He held her close. “I’m sorry, Amora,” he told her. “I left when you needed me the most. I am going to make you happy.”He is going to protect her from her abusive husband and father. Amora deserves more than what she’s getting from everyone. Poor Amora! He lamented.“What do you mean?” he had asked Camila, his voice trembling.Camila took a deep breath and said, “It’s not good.” He could see how Camila was trying to hold herself together, “Amora didn’t ask for all these. Now she’s dying away.”Those sentences made him have hope of saving Amora, it’s better than hearing that she was dead earlier. There’s no way he would stop blaming himself for what happened to Amora. He said to himself while snuggling Amora closer to his bosom.Camila came out of the house and was surprised to see that Eduardo hadn’t left. He was standingand holding onto Amora, he was cuddling her which made Camila start biting her lower lips i
CHAPTER NINETEEN Antonio continued smiling at his wife, his face beaming with happiness. “Ever since I met my wife crouched in a corner, feeding her puppies crunch of biscuits, smiling so radiantly at them, I knew that she's the one for me." "Awwwn, you still remember that moment?" Vittoria asked blushing. "Why won't I remember, that's the most favourite part of you, I don't always get a chance to catch you vulnerable." He said stroking her cheeks. “What do you have to say Mrs. Alessandro?” One of the interviewers asked. “Well,” Vittoria said, giving Antonio a peck on the cheek. The reporters and interviewers blushed. “I love Antonio, and I can’t imagine looking at another man the way I look at him.” “Awww. You know Mrs. Alessandro, people are asking how you’re able to combine family life, being a mother of three, a wife and also able to control your father’s company to an extent.” “Well, you’re asking that because you don’t know who my wife is.” Antonio joked causing ever
Her eyes dilated in shock ,“The house belongs to me?” She pointed to herself and the large house in front of her.He curled his lips into a soft smirk, he crossed his arms taking in the surprised look on her face, “You don’t have to act surprised.” He said in a low voice, “I told you that I would do anything for you if you were to be my mistress.” He added strolling towards her and leaning in for a swift kiss on her forehead, “This is one of the benefits of dating an Antonio.” He whispered into her while she chuckled, tickled and ran into his arms.She wrapped her legs around his waist, “Oh my God!” she was screaming in her loudest voice while he pressed her soft body to himself loving the way his body reacted to hers. He was vibrating, she was happy. It was so visible on her face and in her sweet loving brown eyes. He kissed her on her face with his arms around her waist, “You’re my Bambino, I’m supposed to do anything to make you happy.”Her face flushed, “Do I make you happy?” s