I... I couldn’t save our child.. how can you expect me to help save you?” I stare at him. “We need to save each other, but the only way for us to do that..” He looks me dead in the eye. “Is if we help pick each other up. When the time is right we will be blessed with another baby.. our time will come, Cara Mia, you just have to wait and see.”  He gently kisses the top of my head. I don’t want another baby, I just want my baby back! My perfect baby. His words cause my insides to seize up and my heart to ice over. “No... I want my baby back! How can you sit here and talk of another when I just lost my baby?” I sneer at him unbelievably.“Our baby, We lost our baby. Si, I may not have carried our child.. but I did help create it and I did grow to love it too.” He snaps at me.“No..” I struggle to get up from him but he doesn’t let me go, instead, he just crushes me closer to him. “My baby, you told me kids weren’t on your agenda remember? So don’t

Two hours later we are back at the house where I have joyfully popped a few pain killers, Conrad had set up our beds turning the living room into a bedroom. Conrad said it was better we all slept in one room so they both could keep an eye on me but I know he is trying to keep me from going back into the room where the assault took place. Such honey he is. Carlos tried his last hand at convincing me to change my mind and remain in my hospital bed. I lied to him and told him that I would be staying with Luca, so if anything happened. I would be in good hands. He still didn’t look pleased in the slightest when he handed me the Discharge forms to sign. He gave me a few words of advice and told Chrissy that if she felt that Luca wasn’t meeting her standards in taking super extra care of me to call him at any time, day or night. I forced his stubborn ass to hug me and thanked him for not letting me die the moment I handed the clipboard back to him. I told him I will call him and Sanz in d

Rosalia shows up twenty minutes later. Her hair is pulled up into a messy bun and she’s dressed in an Adidas tracksuit. She looks so much like her mum, it causes my heart to miss a beat.  “Is everything okay, Aunt Nessa?” Her face is full of concern. She sits next to me and I reach over and place her hand in mine, resting them on my knees. “You know, I love you.” I try my best to keep my voice levelled. “Si, I love you too.” Her beautiful eyes are filled with concern. I bring her hand up to my lips and place a gentle kiss on her hand.  “This decision has no impact on us whatsoever.” I want to reassure her. “But for me to move on I can’t be with your Uncle.” I let go of her and place the ring box in her hand. “I need you to do this one favour for me and return it to Luca.” Tears prick my eyes and I rapidly blink urging them away. “He will be guttered, you know he won’t accept that this will be over between you?

It's been three long, excruciating weeks since I ordered Luca to leave. And he did, he packed everything up and flew back to Italy taking my Rosalia with him. The thing that hurt and still hurts the most is I never got the chance to say goodbye to her. I only had her in my life for a short time before she was taken again. I haven’t heard from any of them, no call, texts, email or even a postcard to tell me they’re okay. I only recently learned of their departure when Roman had called me to meet him at his office. “Nessa, how are you?” He asked as I walked through his office door.“I’m healing slowly but I’m getting there.”“You’re looking a lot better from the last time I saw you.” I catch a glimpse of a smile on his face.“I asked you here because there are some things I need to discuss with you regarding my firm.” He pulls out a contract from his top drawer in his desk. “This” He slides it across the table towards me. “Belongs to you. Thirty per cent of

 I buck my hips against his mouth. Getting as much friction I can get, he lightly sucks on my clit and I throw my head back moaning. I know I won't last long, it's been over three years since he last touched me, Three years since ANY man touched me. Tension pools in the pit of my stomach, I clutch my fingers through his hair, firmly gripping the roots and push his head deeper inside me. He starts flicking his tongue, he slides two thick fingers inside me, and I arch my back in pleasure. He wildly starts to thrust his fingers, flicking his tongue faster, and mumbling in Italian. My walls start to clench around his fingers with pure greed, sucking the dear life out of them, he can sense how close I am, and swipes his tongue slowly across my sex, making me cum long and hard. I ride out my orgasm, continuing to grind against his face. When my body begins to shudder, I unhook my leg from his shoulder.  "Stand Alessandro." He rises from his knees and sta