LOGINYess another chapter . I finally was able to drag myself out of the idea that the book wasn’ t going smoothly. But I can’t abandon you guys. So enjoy!! Don’t forget to comment!!
“I say we drown her,” Domenico said calmly, as he leaned back against the counter. He and Lucian settled at the wine bar in the far wing of the house, with a single wall lamp that cast amber light over the polished shelves lined with aged bottles.He clipped the end of his cigarette smoothly, and flicked the lighter. The flame flared briefly before kissing the end of the cigarette. “Then we drop her by the seaside.” He finished.Domenico exhaled slowly, smoke curled upward. “What message does that send to Gianni?” He added. Lucian sat across from him, one hand rested on the bar table. He picked his tumbler, the ice clinking softly as amber colored liquid swirled insideHis face remained poised, “Gianni would know who did it,” he said evenly, lifting the glass to his lips. “So would half the gangs in Sicily, especially if you leave your trademark.”Most gangs knew that one of the De Rossi brothers had a fetish, they weren't just sure who it was. But it was Domenico, and his trophy c
Camilla's chest shuddered with each ragged breath, pain radiated through her body. Blood still trailed down her legs, soaking the once white gown. Her newborn cooed softly, swaddled tightly in a thin blanket.“You need to leave now, before he gets back,” Imelda said, her trembling despite her attempts to remain calm. She moved quickly, gathering loose blankets to further wrap the baby in.“If he knows you helped me….” Camilla whispered, the words trembling on her lips. “He'll kill you.”Imelda shook her head, letting out a sharp sigh “well, I guess my time is up then,” she said, dragging a small bag close. “ Besides…it's better than working for his self absorbed self anyway.” She dropped to her knees beside Camilla, and shoved the supplies into the bag.“Here..” she said, holding a small bottle of ibuprofen up. “Take these. The pain will be…. manageable. I wish I could come with you, but I can't. You're on your own now. And this little one….” Her gaze softened at the baby's coos. “
Lucian's jaws clenched softly, his eyes twitching slightly at the sight before him. He knew his brother wasn't as open minded as he was, but he had never felt a time would come where he couldn't predict what he could do.The girl's chest shuddered as sobs tore through her, the gag muffling her cries as she was unable to pull herself up from the rug. With a soft creak, the door opened even further. Lucian's gaze was still fixated on the girl, he didn't see Aria had walked in, She stood at the threshold, one hand holding the doorframe as if she'd stopped mid step. Lucian lifted his head to meet her gaze, her throat clenched up. Her eyes dropped to the floor, and the colors drained from her face.“Why? Why didn't you wait for me to give you orders!?” Lucian shouted, rising up and turning to face his brother.“Because I won't sit back and watch power slip through your fingers,” Domenico snapped. “If you had died like some common bastard, the rules would have changed. The De Rossi name is
Lucian's fingers tapped repeatedly against his desk, his legs crossed as he rested comfortably in his swivel chair. A cigarette between his fingers, smoke curled lazily around him and towards the ceiling of his study. His mind had been a hazy mess, trying to conjure up the best punishment for Gianni. He couldn't possibly just let him off with an easy death. He took a drag from the cigarette again, his jaws clenched. If Aria hadn't been there, he'd be dead, and he hated it. His phone buzzed on the table, snapping him from his many thoughts. But he didn't look immediately, he knew who it was. The phone buzzed again the third time, then he picked up, putting the phone to his ear lazily. “And I thought your brother would pick up the phone,” Gianni’s voice purred through the line, and Lucian could almost picture the smug look on his face. “Is he busy sharpening his knives for revenge?” Lucian leaned further back in his chair, taking the cigarette off his lips as smoke trailed out.
“Raf-Rafa-el..” She choked out, her face losing color gradually as his hands tightened even further around her throat.“Don't,” He warned, “Ever say that again!” He finished, aggressively taking his hands off her neck. Her hands flew to her throat instantly, rubbing it while trying to take in as much air as possible.“You think your affection for me gives you the right to talk down on me?”He continued. “ Need i remind you, Camilla. You carrying my child doesn't give you any immunity.”She sniffled, more tears rolled down her face. Why, why couldn't she bring herself to hate him despite all he does to her? What in her made her love such a dangerous man?“Rafael.....please.” She sobbed.She shook her head slightly, more tears rolled down freely. “You don't mean that. This child means a lot to both of us, I mean alot to you. You love me, I know you do.”She reached for him again, her hand trembling as it aimed for his face. The denial in her was unlike anything she'd ever felt. How coul
“Che stronzata!!” (Fucking bullshit)In one fluid motion, a crystal tumbler shattered against the wall, exploding into tiny shards that scattered across the marble floor. The echo cut through the atmosphere in the living room like a gunshot.Rafael stood at the centre of the room, his chest heaving, and his knuckles clenched tightly they turned white. His black shirt clung to his back with sweat, his black hair ruffled as he'd ran his fingers through it a dozen times, and his collar undone.“Quanto può essere difficile uccidere un uomo.” (How hard can it be to kill one man?) He thundered, as he paced around the same spot. “Useless, every single one of them.”Camilla hovered near the doorway, one hand braced against the frame, and the other rested unconsciously on her swollen belly. Her legs had increased in size since the progression of her pregnancy, hitting the nine months mark. Her heart pounded in her chest with every step he took, huff and every cuss. She hadn't exactly been hav







