Sarah's heart felt heavy as she made the difficult decision to escape from the dangerous world she had unwittingly become entangled in. She couldn't bear the thought of being caught in the crossfire of Aldo's criminal activities, nor could she ignore the overwhelming fear that gnawed at her every waking moment. Quietly, she booked a flight back home, determined to put distance between herself and the man she loved but couldn't trust.But before that, just for one more night, she yearned to rest in his embrace. One night only. After that, she would have all the closure she needed. She would walk away with only good memories, a beautiful tale that she would tell her children someday about the Italian don who loved her.After making up her mind, she made her bed, took a warm bath and called Aldo. She invited him over. He gladly obliged. She had been somewhat cold towards him since she received the first message. So when she actively called him over, he headed straight in her direction, d
Several hours later, Sarah looked at the man sleeping next to her. He was everything she wanted. For the past few days she had felt like she was floating on rose-scented clouds. He treated her like a princess, a queen. There was nothing she wanted more than to be with him forever. She had started to dream of a future with him. She thought of getting her visa prolonged. She was going to move her business over here to be with him. It seems life had other plans, like it did with her family. A tear drop escaped her eye, it trickled down her cheeks and landed onto Aldo’s face. His senses were indeed heightened. As soon as he felt the unfamiliar touch, he woke up. His eyes darted open to find Sarah struggling to get rid of the tears in her eyes. He grabbed hold of her small wrist, “why are you crying, cara?” “I’m not crying, I got a lash in my eye. It’s out now.” She hurriedly came up with a lie. Maybe because he was indeed tired, he didn’t pursue the issue further. Rather, he pulled her
Aldo managed to convince the confused little woman to go home with him. By the time they made it back to town, it was midnight. It was decidedly better to stay at his condo than to drive all the way back to the mansion. The ride was so long and extremely quiet, very awkward. He tried his best to calm her down. He understood that she needed time to figure things out, but he had so many questions. As he let her have her space in the silence of the vehicle, his mind churned with questions, doubts and worries. What led her to suspect him? How did she find out about the meeting? How much did she hear? Who else knew she was there? Only one person could come to his mind at that point; Julia. Aldo's heart pounded as he led Sarah back to his condo in central Venice. The fear of losing her had consumed him, and the knowledge that she had tried to escape had shaken him to his core. He couldn't help but wonder who had revealed the details of their secret meeting to Sarah. As they entered the q
As the sun rose over the sprawling city of Venice, Sarah took a deep breath, steeling herself for the difficult task that lay ahead. The time had come for her to execute her carefully crafted escape plan. With a heavy heart, she left the safety of Aldo's condo, her steps filled with a mixture of trepidation and determination.Unbeknownst to Sarah, as she ventured into the unknown, Aldo returned from a long day at work, eagerly anticipating their reunion. But as he stepped through the door and realized that Sarah was nowhere to be found, a sense of panic gripped him again. He cursed himself for being so naive. There was no way that someone with a determination like Sarah’s would simply let go of it after a few hours.Aldo's anger flared, his frustration boiling over. To be honest, he felt betrayed and mad that she wouldn’t give him a chance. Regardless, he rounded up his loyal men, his voice laced with urgency and desperation. "Find her!" he bellowed, his eyes blazing with fury and con
The tension in Aldo's study hung thick in the air as Marco, his loyal right-hand man, entered the room. The lines of exhaustion etched deep into his face, reflecting the grueling search for Sarah that had yielded no results. He hesitated for a moment before mustering the courage to deliver the disappointing report.Aldo's eyes narrowed, his patience wearing thin. "Marco, what news do you bring?" he demanded, his voice tinged with anticipation and frustration.Marco's voice trembled slightly as he spoke, "Boss, we've searched high and low, but there's no sign of Miss Etoundi. It's as if she's vanished without a trace."Aldo's face contorted with a mixture of anger and despair. He clenched his fists tightly, the veins pulsating in his temples. The weight of his emotions became too much to bear, and in a fit of rage, he lashed out, swiping his arm across the table, sending a beautiful vase crashing to the ground, shattering into countless pieces.The shards of porcelain lay scattered at
An inaudible announcement was made by the pilot. Sarah looked around and found that the people around her seemed to be complaining about something. She looked up to a flight attendant.“Hi, what's going on?” she asked worriedly.“Nothing ma’am, please relax and fasten your seatbelt to prepare for landing.” The young flight attendant said politely.“Landing? How are we landing? We just took off like 2 minutes ago.” She asked. The air hostess kept trying to fit her seat belt for her. Something felt wrong, terribly wrong.“We are returning to port ma’am, we just got news of a possible flash storm.” She lied through her teeth.The skies were blue with not a cloud in sight. But she wasn’t a meteorology expert, so what did she know? Whether the flight attendant was lying to her or the flight attendant herself had been lied to, Sarah could tell.A thought flashed through her head. What if this was Aldo’s doing? She quickly brushed it off though. It’s not like Aldo could cause a thunderstorm,
In a dimly lit room lies a beautiful woman. Her dark skin glowed bright through the dull light. How could someone look so good when they sleep? Given the fact that she had been abducted, she was rather relaxed. One would think she was just taking a nap in her own house. She looked so peaceful that her captor felt a flutter in his heart and chose not to interrupt her sound slumber.As Sarah slowly regained consciousness, her surroundings appeared unfamiliar and disorienting. Panic surged through her veins as the memories of her abduction at the airport flooded back into her mind. Fear gripped her heart, urging her to assess her situation and find a way to escape.She cautiously surveyed the room, her eyes darting around, searching for any clues or means of escape. The walls were bare, devoid of any personal touch, and the only door stood as a formidable barrier to the outside world. A surge of desperation overcame her, and she banged on the door, hoping to attract attention and secure
"Let me go, Aldo," Sarah pleaded, her voice shaking with the weight of her emotions. "I can't stay here, I can't be a part of this world."“Stop saying that!” he growled, causing her to flinch as he glared daggers at her. They had just finished dinner and it was going quite well. Why did she have to talk about leaving and ruining the mood again? He exhaled deeply and looked away. It would do no good to make her fear him more than she already did.“It was very selfish of you to hide that from me while being all sweet and making me like you. You clearly don’t know anything about me. Which is fine, if you would just let me go.” she rambled on, her teary eyes unable to make contact with his burning gaze. Her body trembled slightly as she uttered the words that she knew could end her. Her hands under the table got hold of the hem of her skirt and squeezed so tight, her knuckles hurt.“You think I’m stoked that you found out like this?” he softened his tone and held her hand. “Why do you th