"It's lunchtime. So let's have lunch," Leonardo said, his arms gently wrapping around his wife's waist, pulling her closer to him. They decided to dine at the renowned restaurant in Venice, Terrazza Danieli, which offered one of the most breathtaking views in the city. From their table, they could marvel at the splendor of the Grand Canal, Punta Della Dogana, Giudecca, and San Giorgio Maggiore, all while being enveloped in a romantic atmosphere.Leonardo lovingly allowed Sofia to take the lead in ordering their food. She chose the delectable Dandolo risotto with sea urchin, sole, and fresh tomatoes. As they waited for their order to arrive, they delighted in the captivating view before them. The soft breeze caressed their faces, and the distant sounds of gondolas and laughter filled the air, enhancing the enchanting ambiance.When the food arrived, they savored each bite as if they were experiencing culinary perfection. The divine flavors seemed to dance on their taste buds, but it wa
As the gondola glided gracefully through the serene waters of Venice, Leonardo and Sofia were lost in their own world of passion and love. Under the famous Bridge of Sighs, they shared an intimate moment, their lips locked in a desperate, hungry kiss.Leonardo's desire for his wife was evident as he deepened the kiss, sucking her lips with a fierce intensity. Sofia welcomed his advances eagerly, her own passion mirroring his. Their tongues danced in a sensual embrace, their bodies pressed close together in a heated union. The world around them faded into oblivion as they were consumed by the ardor of their love.Sofia's teeth grazed over Leonardo's bottom lip, eliciting a low groan from him. He pulled her closer, their bodies pressed against each other, their connection palpable. The intensity of their passion was evident as they explored each other's mouths, their breaths mingling with a sense of urgency.Their intimate moment was shattered by the sound of gunfire echoing through the
The goons seized Leonardo, dragging him along without resistance. Deep inside, he felt a grim acceptance of his fate – the meeting he had been avoiding for months was finally upon him. They blindfolded Leonardo and tightened the handcuffs, ensuring he couldn't escape.“Boss, we got him here,” one of the henchmen reported to their leader. The blindfold was yanked off, and Leonardo squinted, trying to adjust his eyes to the dimly lit, dank room.“Leonardo Morelli!” a gravelly voice growled, and he turned his head to see his captor. Leonardo was momentarily bewildered; he had never laid eyes on this man before. But it didn't take long to put the pieces together."You may not know me, but I know you well, Don Morelli. I am Enzo, Don Adrik was my brother, and you killed him ruthlessly, shattering the Russian Mafia along with him." Enzo spat the words out with venomous hatred.“Enzo, you haven't learned anything from your brother's death,” Leonardo shook his head with a hint of pity.“Leona
His hands crawled down her stomach toward her vagina. He slowly parted her folds, and her breathing increased. Sofia knew what was coming next. Leonardo pressed his thumb on her sensitive bud and drew circles over her clit, making her gasp and moan more. He left her nipples and looked up into her eyes."I want to taste you, love," he announced and dragged himself down until he was between her legs. He grabbed her thighs slightly harder and parted them wider."I want you to look at me, love, when I pleasure you with my tongue," he commanded and dipped his head into her pussy.He brushed his tongue on her clit before catching it between his lips and sucking hard. Her hip jerked upwards as the sensation he was causing was too much for her to compose herself. He chuckled before holding her hips, pinning her to the bed. He trailed his tongue along the length of her pussy, licking her wetness. He dipped his thick damp tongue into her hole and began pumping in and out."Oh! God! Leonardo… yo
Sofia slowly opened her eyes, greeted by the sight of the most beautiful pair of grey eyes staring back at her. "Hey, you woke up," she said to Leonardo, and in response, she received a gentle kiss from him."Yes, my love. Why did you wake up? I was enjoying watching you sleep," he replied, showering sloppy kisses on her face."When did you become a pervert?" she asked, giggling.He wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly, and replied, "I am a pervert only for you, baby girl."As he leaned in, his hot, warm lips attacked her neck, and she tried to push him away playfully. "Wait... wait... aren't you getting late for your office?" she managed to ask between moans as he nipped at the soft skin of her neck."No, I don't have to go to the office today. I have a day off," he said, inhaling in the crook of her neck."Really? And what is the occasion?" she asked, gently massaging his scalp."We have to attend a party in the evening," he said casually."What kind of a party?" she as
As everyone gathered around them, the atmosphere buzzed with excitement and anticipation. Leonardo, dressed in a dashing suit, scanned the crowd with a mix of gratitude and nerves. Among the sea of familiar faces, he spotted his family and Sofia's family, all beaming with joy. Additionally, he noticed their wedding guests from the past and influential personalities who had joined them before had returned once again to witness this momentous occasion. The media, well-prepared for the event, eagerly poised themselves to capture every detail.Taking a moment to compose himself, Leonardo cleared his throat, a sign that he was about to address the gathered guests. "Good evening, everyone, and thank you for joining us," he began, his voice carrying a mix of sincerity and emotion. "You must be wondering why I suddenly planned this party."As he paused, his gaze shifted to Sofia, who looked back at him with curious and affectionate eyes, clearly intrigued by what he was about to say."I want
In a moment filled with emotion, Leonardo went down on his knees, the anticipation evident in his eyes. Gently holding Sofia's hand in his, he began, "My angel! My sunshine! Will you marry me... again? Because I love you so much, Sofia Leonardo Morelli, and I can't fathom a life without you. You are my everything, and believe me, no one can love you more than I do. I will make sure of it."Despite her eyes becoming moist, Sofia couldn't help but giggle at his heartfelt words. Leonardo continued, his sincerity shining through, "Will you be my wife and the mother of my children, not only in this life but in every life we are born into? I want you as my wife and my better half for seven lives and more. Only you."He stayed there on his knees, patiently awaiting her response. With a gentle nod of her head, she whispered, "Yes, Mr. Morelli, I will marry you again, and again, and again, and I love you too."Overwhelmed with joy, Leonardo took out a ring box from his pocket, revealing a hea
Kat stormed toward Emma, her anger evident as she lashed out in jealousy and frustration. "You have seen Leonardo propose and confess his love for Sofia, Mom. Now, what will you do? What are you going to say about it? If you didn't stop me that day, I would have created problems in Sofia's life, and Leonardo would have been proposing to me," Kat fumed out of jealousy.Emma gritted her teeth, watching her daughter mumbling with stupidity. Sometimes, she doubted if Kat was truly her daughter, given her lack of patience. "Shut up, Kat. I am also not happy with that news. I am already angry. Don't put oil in it. Or else you have to deal with my anger," Emma retorted, glaring at her daughter. Then, her attention shifted to Diana, who was observing the couple with envious eyes.This sight pleased Emma, and her mood brightened up. She saw an opportunity to exploit Diana's emotions and fulfill her scheme to drive Sofia and Leonardo apart. Emma believed Sofia didn't deserve the happiness and t
“You’re not telling her anything,” Domenico added, his tone less of a suggestion and more of a command. “She’ll be broken, Leo. She’ll never be the same after this—and neither will your marriage. You can’t do that to her.”His voice cracked slightly, frustration and desperation laced in every word.“I can’t watch her fall apart,” Domenico continued, his eyes pleading. “You know how much her self-respect means to her. She’s strong, but this… this would destroy her.”Leonardo looked away, guilt tightening his chest. “But… what if she finds out?”Domenico didn’t hesitate. “How?” he snapped, stepping forward. “How the hell is she going t
Leonardo didn’t answer. Instead, he unbuckled his seatbelt, yanked the car door open, and stepped out without a word.“Where are you going?” Domenico frowned, confused.Sighing, he unfastened his own seatbelt, turned off the engine, and pushed the door open. He stepped out onto the sidewalk, his eyes instantly locking on Leonardo.The mafia king was pacing slowly, hands in his pockets, head low. The road was nearly deserted—just the occasional car speeding by. Above them, the night sky was star-scattered and dark, the moon absent. Street lamps cast pale yellow pools of light on the sidewalk, flickering faintly. It was quiet, almost eerily so.“What’s going on, Leonardo?” Domenico pressed, his voice taut with tension. Panic had begun creeping up his spine ever since Leonardo had admitted he’d done something that could break Sofia’s heart.Leonardo stopped pacing. He looked out at the road like he was hoping it would swallow him whole.After a heavy silence, he finally muttered, “I slep
Domenico drove like a man possessed, the tires screeching against the asphalt as he pulled into the clinic’s private entrance. The second the car stopped, medics were already rushing out. Leonardo had called ahead.Leonardo barely got out of the car before two nurses approached with a stretcher for Rusty, who was unconscious and pale from blood loss. Domenico helped them load him onto it, his jaw tight as he watched his injured man disappear behind hospital doors.Leonardo winced as he clutched his shoulder, blood still seeping through his shirt. A nurse tried to usher him inside, but he waved her off.“Get Rusty stable. That’s the priority,” he muttered.“You both need care,” she insisted.“I said, treat him first.”Domenico rolled his eyes. “For once, don’t be a stubborn bastard.”Eventually, the Italian don allowed them to clean and dress the wound—nothing deep, but enough to sting and tear the fabric of his day. The bullet had grazed him, but the tension in the room made it feel d
The musty air inside the warehouse was thick with dust and diesel fumes. Shafts of sunlight slipped through the cracks in the rusted ceiling, cutting across crates of firearms marked with foreign stamps. Leonardo adjusted the cuffs of his black linen shirt, stepping around a crate with slow, measured confidence.Domenico stood at his side, expression unreadable, arms crossed, and a Glock holstered beneath his leather jacket.Anthony Gonsalvis lit a cheap cigar and grinned, the oily kind of grin Leonardo had always distrusted. “Everything's here, Don Morelli,” Anthony said, waving a hand toward the open crates. “Fresh stock. No serials, no loose ends. Clean work.”Leonardo gave him a long, quiet stare. “I don’t give a damn about the wrapping, Anthony. What’s the price?”Numbers were exchanged, fake smiles offered. Domenico crouched beside a crate, pulling out a semi-automatic and inspecting the chamber. Everything seemed legit—too legit.Then came the sound.A sharp whistle. Tires scre
The soft rustling of the curtains filled the quiet bedroom as the moonlight streamed in through the open windows, casting silver streaks across the floor. The night air was cool and still, carrying with it a sense of calm that the couple hadn’t felt in days. Dinner had been quiet, filled with concerned glances from Leonardo’s parents and affectionate giggles from their children, Vincenzo and Lucia. But now, in the sanctuary of their room, it was just the two of them—no distractions, no interruptions.Sofia sat on the edge of the bed, brushing her fingers over the blanket absentmindedly. Leonardo stood by the door for a moment, watching her. She looked fragile in the dim light, her hand resting protectively over her belly, her long lashes casting shadows on her cheeks.He finally walked toward her, kneeling in front of her like a man seeking redemption.“I owe you an apology,” he said softly. “Not just for last night, but for all the times I let my anger win. For making you feel like y
When Leonardo finally arrived home in his disheveled state, guilt weighing heavy on his shoulders, he found Sofia waiting for him near the front door. Her phone trembled in her tight grip, and the moment she saw him, she shot to her feet, rushing toward him.She threw herself into his arms, her body shaking as tears streamed down her cheeks. “Where were you the whole night, Leonardo?” she cried, her voice breaking. “Who does this to his pregnant wife after a small fight, huh?”Her sobs echoed in the hallway as she pressed her face against his chest. Leonardo’s heart shattered at the sound of her pain. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly as though he could shield her from everything—including himself.“I’m sorry, amore mio,” he whispered, lowering his head and pressing his lips to her hair. “It won’t ever happen again. I swear.”Sofia pulled back slightly, just enough to look into his stormy grey eyes with her tear-filled blue ones. Her voice was soft, but the words st
Leonardo stared at Ava, his heart sinking with helplessness. He still couldn't believe what had happened. The reality of his marriage, his love for Sofia, stood like an immovable wall between them. No—he loved Sofia, more than words could ever express, and the mere thought of betraying her, even if he didn’t remember every detail of the night, made him feel like a criminal.God, what have I done?He turned his gaze away, guilt consuming every corner of his mind. Ava was sitting on the edge of the bed, the sheet pulled around her like a fragile veil, watching him with eyes full of something that looked like hope. But staying here any longer would only be a bigger mistake. Whatever happened last night—it shouldn’t have.“I have to go,” Leonardo muttered, already stepping toward the door.His hand had just touched the knob when a trembling voice froze him in place. “Leo…” Ava whispered, her voice broken. “I’m very alone.”He stood still, his back to her. The image of Sofia’s face flashe
Ava reached out, her fingers tracing lightly along Leonardo’s chest as she whispered soft, seductive words into his ear. But even in his dazed state, his reaction was immediate and fierce—he jerked away, his eyes clouded and nearly closed, yet his actions were furious as he shoved her hand aside with surprising strength.“Ouch,” she muttered, stunned more by the rejection than the force. His body was firm, solid like carved marble, and every part of her ached with longing. She had dreamed of this moment for years, and now that he was here—in her home, in her bed—she couldn't accept defeat.But it was clear: he wasn’t yielding.Frustrated, Ava stepped back and signaled her driver, who had been waiting just outside the door. Without exchanging a word, he entered the room and silently helped her undress Leonardo—his limbs heavy, his consciousness fading. She administered another dose of the sedative, watching his breathing slow as the drug took effect.Only then did she dismiss the drive
Sofia didn’t want to call her—not now, not ever. It went against every ounce of pride she still had. The very idea of reaching out to her to ask about her own husband made her stomach twist with humiliation. But her instincts as a wife were louder than her ego. Something deep within her, something raw and unexplainable, told her she had to find Leonardo—and that she would do whatever it took.With a shaky breath, she tapped the name on her phone screen. The dial tone rang only twice.“Ava, hi,” she said softly as the call connected, trying to sound composed.There was a pause before Ava responded, her voice low, almost too calm. “Sofia,” she said, the way one might say the name of an unexpected guest. “What makes you call me today?”Sofia hesitated, swallowing the lump in her throat. “Um… is my husband with you?” she asked carefully, every word laced with tension.There was a sharp inhale from the other side.“Your husband? And you don’t know where he is?” Ava’s tone instantly shifted