The once quiet dinner table buzzed with Roccio's arrival. Even the elder Romano joined in the laughter at his eldest son's jokes. It wasn't every day they had dinner together. Due to Roccio's business dealings, he often stayed away from the family for their safety, especially now that his father was older.
"It's so good you're here, Roccio. It's been a while since you visited the country. Your father kept whining like a child, saying all his sons forgot about him," Susana commented with a smile. Roccio sat beside her. Roccio smiled at his stepmother, taking her hand and kissing the back of it. "But he has you, Mom. He's still the luckiest old man on the planet." He winked at her before looking at his father, who was shaking his head. "Aren't you, Dad?" "Stop with the sweet talk, young man. My Susana won't fall for your tricks," Don Luca joked. Roccio laughed loudly. He was the only one bold enough to defy his father. It wasGigi looked up at the towering building of McIntosh Realty, Inc. This was the company owned by Arnold McIntosh, the man behind the murder of her family. According to the reports JD gave her, this old man wanted her dead. He was the only obstacle to Fabian and Elvira's wedding, so he ordered her killed. What she didn't understand was why her family had to be involved. Gigi thought of many "what ifs." What if she hadn't met Fabian? Maybe she wouldn't be involved in this kind of trouble. Maybe her family would still be here, and she would be happily spending time with them. Gigi swallowed the lump forming in her throat. She needed to do this, for her peace of mind and for justice for the death of her family. This man is pure evil. Based on the reports she received, he had already victimized many companies; he has ways of taking over a company. One of his targets was Fabian's company; he desperately wanted control of it and use
"Your wife's already gone home." Roccio stood beside Fabian. Fabian didn't look at his brother; both stared at the statue atop the fountain. They were almost the same height, but Roccio was far more muscular, the result of intense training since his youth. His toned physique was visible beneath his fitted shirt. Their faces could pass for twins – the same eye color, strong jaws, and hair color. Roccio's hair was longer, reaching his waist, while Fabian's only reached his shoulders. Fabian puffed on his cigar while Roccio held a bottle of liquor, taking a swig directly from it. It was incredibly impolite, but Roccio did things his way, regardless of norms. He was used to ignoring his father's rules. "What did you do?" Fabian asked Roccio listlessly, his gaze still fixed on the goddess statue. He thought it was best Vira had left. He had no desire to be with her; if he had a choice, he'd have divorced her already. "What? I di
Vira stared at her reflection. Her face was flushed, a redness no amount of concealer could hide. Her neck was red too, a sign of arousal she didn't want. Despite her efforts, she couldn't help but be captivated by Fabian's brother. The man was walking temptation. His enigmatic blue eyes were cold and intense; even their soulless gaze was captivating. His stubble-covered jaw looked incredibly inviting. He was tall, his physique like that of an ancient warrior. She was so drawn to him, she felt a heat spread through her. This was the first time she'd felt this way about a man she'd just met. Yes, she'd had one-night stands before, but this man stirred something deep inside her. His eyes held a unique spark, full of worldly promise. Vira wondered what it would feel like to be wrapped in his strong arms, or to have him on top of her. Her sex clenched at the thought. The heat was intense, and she didn't know how long she could
The once quiet dinner table buzzed with Roccio's arrival. Even the elder Romano joined in the laughter at his eldest son's jokes. It wasn't every day they had dinner together. Due to Roccio's business dealings, he often stayed away from the family for their safety, especially now that his father was older. "It's so good you're here, Roccio. It's been a while since you visited the country. Your father kept whining like a child, saying all his sons forgot about him," Susana commented with a smile. Roccio sat beside her. Roccio smiled at his stepmother, taking her hand and kissing the back of it. "But he has you, Mom. He's still the luckiest old man on the planet." He winked at her before looking at his father, who was shaking his head. "Aren't you, Dad?" "Stop with the sweet talk, young man. My Susana won't fall for your tricks," Don Luca joked. Roccio laughed loudly. He was the only one bold enough to defy his father. It was
Roccio Romano smirked when he saw the man standing a few meters away. He chuckled at the man's expression; surprise was evident on his handsome younger brother's face. What could he do? He hadn't visited the country in years; he hadn't even bothered to attend his younger brother's wedding. He raised his glass in a gesture of greeting. "What's with that look, little brother? Surprised that your good-looking brother is here? Or are you annoyed because the good-looking brother is here?" he asked, laughing. They hadn't seen each other in a long time, yet Roccio greeted his younger brother with teasing. Fabian still couldn't believe his father's son was there. Roccio's voice was loud enough that their parents stopped talking and looked in Fabian's direction. His mother's face immediately lit up when she saw her son. Fabian hadn't visited them in a while. The man genuinely avoided going to his parents' mansion. "Fa
"Yes, ma, I will be there tonight. Don't worry, I'm not neglecting myself. Yes, I will bring Vira with me. Bye, ma." When he heard the dial tone on the other end, Fabian tossed his cellphone onto the sofa. He didn't go to the office today because he wasn't in the mood to work. He just let Markus do all the work that needed to be done; he trusted that man could handle all the necessary tasks in the office. The young man let out a deep sigh after the call ended. His mother and father wanted to have dinner with them, saying they had a surprise for him. Fabian just shook his head at his mother's antics. She still treated him like the fragile being that he was. Though he loved having his parents' attention, Fabian sometimes hated when his mother was too attentive. Sometimes he thought she was being excessive, but he just let it be to avoid hurting her feelings. Fabian closed his eyes as he massaged his pulsating
Fabian groaned as the early morning light pierced through the curtains. The man clutched his head that seemed to be throbbing with pain. Even with his eyes closed, he struggled to sit up and leaned against the headboard of the bed. "Damn, hangover!" he cursed softly. Using his left hand, Fabian massaged his aching temple. He hadn't drunk that much last night, but his clever friends had mixed different types of alcohol. That was probably why his head hurt so badly now. It was Dan's idea. "Damn that man to hell." Fabian kept his eyes closed because he was still dizzy. He just remained leaning on the headboard with his eyes closed. He felt terrible, like he was about to throw up. Who wouldn't get drunk when different types of drinks at the clubhouse were mixed together because, according to Dan, they needed to celebrate his reconciliation with Alfie? That guy's really crazy, Fabian cursed Dan inside his head. Bu
The whole house was dark when Fabian came home. It was already past midnight, and he didn't want to sleep in the clubhouse. So even though he was a bit dizzy, Fabian forced himself to drive home. Fabian felt somewhat relieved that he had spent time with his friends, even briefly. His friends had played a significant role in lightening the burden he was carrying. What he learned today was not easy. He had just found out that he was surrounded by traitors, and the mastermind of it all was none other than his father-in-law. In truth, he really wanted to go on a rampage because of what he discovered. The man was set on destroying his life. First, he had ruined his relationship with the woman he loved. Even her family was not spared by his greediness. And now he was going after his precious company. Fabian wanted to laugh. How could someone be this evil? He couldn't imagine how this man's mind worked. He would adm
Fabian parked the car outside the King's Lair clubhouse located in a high-end subdivision. He had received a text message from Dan saying the gang wanted to see him. He had too many things on his mind, so he decided to visit his friends. A little booze and a talk with his lunatic friends would probably make a difference. He missed their craziness too. Fabian could only shake his head when he saw the expensive cars lined up outside the clubhouse. All of them were luxury vehicles. It was impossible for his friends not to brag about cars since it was one of the things they were obsessed with. They never fell behind and always showed off their new collections. He wanted to forget what he had learned a while ago, just for a few hours. It was better to be at the clubhouse, and if he got drunk, his friends would be there. Those motherf*ckers were actually good babysitters. This clubhouse for the King's Lair members was exclusively for male membe