Emilia's POV. I was mad okay. I was mad. Who forgets to pick their daughter up from school? He even forgot to drop a text too. I was really mad at him and I got even madder when I got to Aria's school and found her crying alone. I had no plans of forgiving him as easily as I did but I could not stay mad at him when I saw just how sorry he was and I particularly enjoyed how he looked like it was painful for him to apologize. It was evident that he was not used to saying the word 'sorry' to anyone and he has been using the word often since he showed up at my doorstep. "You forgot to mention just how hot he is, girlfriend," Patricia said after he went out of sight. "Is he hot?" I feigned ignorance "Oh you know he is hot, Emilia. How have you not jumped him yet? I admire you, girl, it can't be easy to resist that." She said. I rolled my eyes at her. "Stop being dramatic, Pat." "Just saying. I won't blame you if you come over tomorrow and tell me you are pregnant with baby number two
Riccardo's POV. I won't be getting any sleep this night, that much is already clear. I shouldn't have gone as far as I went this night. I didn't plan to, I was just going to warn her about her urge to always interrupt me when I am trying to talk to her and to make her keep quiet about the love thing but she has been tormenting me since she stepped out of her room in that nightie that wasn't supposed to be so seductive or rather won't look seductive on anyone else but it looked really good on her. It fitted her like a second skin and showed off her body in the most flattering way. I think I was just able to hold myself back because Aria was with us. I should have just allowed her to go to bed after Aria did but the urge to have her close was too strong to resist.The feel of her body against mine and her smell, that fucking smell that I couldn't resist. She smelled like chocolate cake and I have never been one to enjoy that dessert but I couldn't resist it and she was responsive. I ha
Emilia's POV.I still don't know how I managed to fall asleep last night but somehow I did and then my dreams were filled with Riccardo doing...unspeakable things to me. I woke up when my alarm went off and I went to check up on Aria, she always wakes up before my alarm goes off and that is why I always wake up early when she is sleeping beside me. Aria is a light sleeper and she always wakes up early even on days that she sleeps late. I went to her room but she was no longer there and then I heard the sound of her laughing downstairs and I started heading there. I found her in the kitchen with Riccardo. She was sitting on the high stool and swinging her legs and laughing at whatever Ric was saying. She was already in her uniform and I glanced at her feet and saw that she had already put her shoes on and she wore them correctly— pretty sure Ric must have helped her. "Good morning baby." I greeted her and she turned to face me with a huge smile. "Mummy, good morning. Did you sleep w
Riccardo's POV.I didn't think it was possible to be so attracted to someone that every little movement they make makes you want to just...jump them. I thought I got over that one moment of madness yesterday night but I soon realized I was wrong when she walked into the kitchen this morning. I sensed her before she even entered the kitchen and when she spoke, I stiffened up immediately. I had flashbacks of what happened last night and it was when I felt my dick twitch that I confirmed that I was actually in for it. I didn't turn to look at her because I don't trust myself with her anymore then she did that good morning kiss thing, it took everything in me not to grab her by her ass and pull her closer to me and show her how a good morning kiss is done there and there but Aria was present so I held myself back. I still ended up kissing her properly anyway. She looked so beautiful sitting there in my car and going on and on about Aria's teacher. She was jealous, she didn't admit it but
Emilia's POV. I woke up with a headache. My limbs felt loose and weak and fuck my head hurts. I raised my hand and massaged my temple softly in an attempt to ease the headache but it didn't help much. I tried to reach for my phone on the bedside table and that was when I realized that something was wrong. The bed feels different from my bed and the sheets. I opened my eyes fully and took in my environment. The room was tiny and can barely take two people at once. I am on a plane. I am on a fucking plane. I sat up immediately and it felt like my head was turning on its own. I closed my eyes and tried to focus but it didn’t work much. It got bearable after two minutes and I slowly stood up from the bed, I was careful not to move too fast. I tried to remember what happened the last time I was conscious and the last thing I remember was Riccardo coming to get me to go pick Aria up from school and he bought me a drink and…that fucking bastard. He drugged me. I walked out of the room to
Riccardo's POV. Maybe I should not have spoken to her that way. I should have tried to make her see reason and understand why I had to do what I did but then again Riccardo never explains himself, I have never done it and I won't start doing it now. Then there is the fact that she already thinks the worst of me—not that she is wrong— but what is the point in correcting her? I see no point actually so I just let it be. Emilia woke up about thirty minutes before the plane landed. She refused to sit beside me and she sat beside Enzo. Aria was still attached to Raffaele— I am not sure how I feel about that but we will see. The plane landed and we got out. We had a car waiting to pick us up from the airport and drive us home. I was surprised by Emilia's willingness to enter the car. She didn't struggle or grumble or anything. She just held Aria and entered the car. I sat down beside them at the back of the car. I noticed that Emilia moved over a little bit and drew an oblivious Aria clo
Emilia's POV. How? How is he the same person? This person standing in front of me is so much more different from the person he was yesterday. His eyes were never expressive but I have never seen them this cold either. It feels like once we stepped out of New York, he became a different person entirely or maybe he just became himself back and I was the one who let my guard down. I fell for that sweet look thing he had going on in New York and look where that got me. He should have been this cruel from the onset, he should have remained this cold from the very beginning. Maybe if he had then I wouldn't have let my guard down so much. "You are going to make me sleep in the dog's house?" I asked him. He shrugged and stepped out of the elevator when the door opened. "You only have two options, Emilia, You either sleep in that room with me or you sleep in the dog's crib like you asked for." "So what you are trying to say is you don't have any other vacant rooms in this big mansion for
Riccardo's POV. I was so wrapped up in my work that I already lost track of time. I had so much to do. I didn't get anything done while I was in New York so I kind of expected the work to have piled up but I didn't expect it to be this much. It is something I can get done if I decide not to get any sleep this night but unfortunately, I can't do that, I hardly closed my eyes on the plane earlier so I do need this sleep. A particular report is a headache though. According to the report here, we have little to no ammunition left in the storage room and that is a major problem. I have to see the fellow in charge of the ammunition storage first thing tomorrow morning. I have said it many times without a number. You don't wait for us to run out of weapons completely before you make a damn report about it. I guess I have been lenient with these people and that is why they have been slow to do their work properly. I will have to make one person a scapegoat for the rest of them to see what h