After Six Months “You didn’t shed a single tear when he was your love. You loved him before marriage. You couldn’t even live without him but that day you didn’t even shed a tear on his death. Did you even love him?” Hearing that slight voice, tears came to the eyes of the girl lying in front. On hearing the last question, her eyebrows knitted together as if she was not even allowed to ask this question. She shook her head slightly. “So start crying, Vittoria, you have to cry for him. Aren’t you sad about his death?” The girl nodded while more tears spilled out of her closed eyes. They slowly made their way to her chin but as more and more fat tears joined them, the pace increased and then, her whole face was stained with tears. “Yes…yes, Vittoria! Cry! Cry your heart out…let John also see your tears and hear your painful voice.” And with that said, the girl now started sobbing. She started crying out her pain. The sound of her crying spread throughout the room and at that moment
Six months have passed and he still misses her. What to do? It was very difficult to forget her. In these last six months, he remembered her every single moment. Every single moment he remembered her face and smiled and his heart felt a burning sensation. Why that burning sensation? Because remembering her every moment, his heart has felt the pain of staying away from her. He never wanted to stay away from her but circumstances made him do so. Due to the circumstances, it happened that even without wanting to, he had to stay away from her. He wished he could make the situation dance on his fingers but at that moment he did not have that much strength. But today he is ready to dance each and every situation on his finger. Not only this, today he is also free. Today he is ready to take his step with full freedom and of his own free will. He is no less than a ruler today. But there is no doubt that he was always a ruler. He used to enjoy making people dance on his fingers because he w
As soon as he reached the staircase, he took the support of the railing. Sliding from there, he reached straight to the end of the stairs—crossing at least two staircases like that, and stood in front of the lift. The door was still closed. Meaning she had not come yet.He stands there and waits for the lift door to open. With calmness, he waits for her by putting his hand in the pocket of his pants. He will enjoy it a lot by giving her another surprise. This thought brings a smile to his lips. By necking down, he brings his bottom lip between his teeth so that at that very moment the elevator door opens, receiving his full attention. When he raised his eyes, he saw that the girl whose desire had drawn him to this point was standing right in front of him. Standing barefoot, leaning against the wall behind her, she was taking deep breaths, placing her hands on the left side of her chest. Her eyes were still closed. She still believed that Hades must have been left behind. But it was
When she opened her eyes, she first only inspected the room, lying. She did not bother to get up. Starting on her left side, she offered the whole room to her gaze. Not surprisingly, as her eyes probed the room and began to turn to her right, fear kept rising in her veins. Her blood seemed to jump like a restless sea, and her heart as if engulfed in the depths of a ditch. Her chest began to fluctuate with each breath, and the moment her gaze stopped in her right, her breathing stopped, her heart stopped beating, and her eyes widened. The person sitting in front of her was the biggest reason for her becoming as stable as a picture. She lay there like a corpse. Seeing him in front of her eyes, her soul as if had already left her body. Sitting between the dark walls of the dark room and under the diffused warm orange light, the man looked like a calm and gentle angel. There was no expression on his face, his eyes were like a sunken forest, on which that orange glow was falling like the
Feeling a cool but gentle touch on her skin, she slowly opened her eyes. But as soon as she opened her eyes, and she saw Hades’ face in front, she tried to get away from him in a hurry which was not possible, because before she tried to get away even an inch from him, he put his palm next to her face, so that she could not get away from him. Her widened eyes scanned his face which gave her a creepy grin as he looked at her. “Good morning, tesorino,” he said as his voice came out husky. With his Italian accent, he seemed like a different kind of person. As hot and sexy as he seemed from his presence, his Italian accent magnified his sexiness manifold. “M-Morning,” she answered him, trying to fight with her throbbing heart which was beating inside her chest wildly. Because when you wake up in the morning and see the face of the person whom you are most afraid of, then even perhaps you will start liking ghosts better than that person. “Do you like day or night?” What kind of strange
“Do I have to go out in these clothes?” Alessandra asked, looking at her clothes. Hades, who was sitting in front of her, once again looked at Alessandra from top to bottom with her eyes full of amusement, desires and revere. Seeing Alessandra in his clothes, a different kind of comfort and warmth was spreading in his chest. Whenever his eyes fell on Alessandra, he would feel that same warmth inside his chest, making him realise that he even has some feelings. “I gave your clothes to wash. Martha will give you the clothes in no time. You come down ready. I’ll wait for you.” He took those words out of his mouth even though he did not want to, but he cannot wait for this evening. Tonight’s evening is going to be beautiful and memorable. Nodding, she got up and went to their room. As Hades told her, she found her clothes already decorated in the room. She does not know who Martha is but she finds out that she is the same woman she had seen doing some work inside the kitchen. But
“Oh my god… we’re glad to have you here, Mr Romano, please let us know how we can help you.” The lady bowed slightly before him as she muttered in surprise when she found Hades with a girl in his hand. She did not mind the girl but was surely surprised by seeing Hades there. But the way the lady addressed him, confused Alessandra. She looked at him confusedly but he caught her staring at him. “Show my lady all that you have the best.” He ordered her. The lady smiled brightly when she heard him. By the will of God, today they were going to earn very well. “Sure, sir.” She nodded and looked at Alessandra, telling her, “Please follow me, ma’am.” Both of them then followed the lady while his bodyguards were waiting outside and two of them were behind Hades and Alessandra as per their duties. “Romano? Weren’t you Ezekiel?” she could not help but ask. Her voice was low and he was grateful for it. She knew when she had to use her voice and in which volume she had to do it.“Hm, I see you
“If there is nothing in her heart for him then why are you after him?” Waylon said on the call. Hades’ lips curled into a smirk when he heard him. Pulling the brush down, leaving the pink texture behind, he sighed before answering Waylon, “Trust me Waylon, It’s good that my Alessandra has nothing in her heart for that little puppy, but what about Leonardo? How do I let him go?” He frowned when he looked at the gadget which was resting over the table. He stretched back once he was done with his words. “What’s his fault?” His jaw clenched. He looked at the canvas and that hardened look vanished from his face. He smiled and gave a flying kiss to that picture. “It’s a mistake to keep my Alessandra in his heart. Well Waylon! I know my Alessandra deserves it, but you know what? Only I have the right to settle her in my heart because she belongs only to me.” He sighed and leaned closer. He raised the brush before dipping it into a light shade of pink before attaching it to the canvas. The