Mia: “You okay?” Sam asked, placing his free hand on my leg and squeezing softly , in an attempt to try to take away the nerves threatening to choke me but instead, they revved up. He stared into my my eyes for a while before returning his attention to the road, driving with one hand on the steering wheel while the other one remained on my leg. We were on our way to the therapist’s office and I just couldn’t stop my heart from beating widely against my chests. I’d had nightmares last night but this time, not of the wolves threatening to devour me, but of the man I’d seen at the diner, whose face I couldn’t place. But for some reason, the sight hunted me in my dreams, without a face.  This had further convinced me to see a therapist, yet, I was skeptical of the outcome. 

Mia:   “Thank you for the ride,” I muttered to him, desperately avoiding his gaze as I attempted to dash out of the car but he quickly grabbed my arm, pulling me back to my seat, his hand resting heavily on my leg. My eyes flew to his, and I gulped. They portrayed a determination that I knew wouldn’t be deterred. He wanted me back and while that should be a good thing, I couldn’t let it happen. Not after everything I’d done. Ending our relationship at this point was the best way out, although my traitorous heart and betraying body were screaming a different thing.   “When do you close from work?” he asked, his fingers lightly caressing my leg and for a moment, I was grateful for the leggings I was wearing.   “By 12 noon,” I lied, licking my lips and meeting his eyes, hoping he wouldn't detect it.

Mia: We strode towards the front door but just before Giovanni could sidestep Layla, she blocked his path, throwing her body against his and I tried at that moment to pull my hand from his hold but it only tightened while his dark eyes landed on Layla’s smiling form, his brows knitting together. With his free hand, he grabbed Layla and pulled her from him, keeping her at arm's length. “You have five minutes to leave or get thrown out by the security. Make a choice,” his cold voice spoke, not sparing the woman one glance as he pulled me with him into his home as though he couldn’t stand being in the same environment with the woman, talk more while having a conversation with her. “Baby...” Layla tried, her voice sounding broken and my heart pricked at the heartbr

Mia: I heard the sound of the door opening before Giovanni came into view, a baffled look on his face. “Babe...” he called but I ignored him and continued with my task, bile rising in my throat from their attitude but then there was a part of me that couldn’t fault them for their actions. I was the one to be blamed because I was the one that had unresolved issues that I was doing nothing to solve. Probably, I needed a fresh beginning with new people in my life, not the ones I’ve hurt with my selfish actions. “What did he do to you, Gattino?” he growled out, reaching for me but I slapped his hand away, while I tried to zip up my suitcase. “Mia...” he growled out, this time, pulling me into his arms. “If you don’t tell me what’s goin

Giovanni: “Good morning, Sir,” Alice, my secretary, greeted me cheerfully, as I walked past her, towards my office. “Morning, Alice, and don’t worry about my morning coffee,” I informed her before stepping into my office, closing the door behind me. I’d dropped Mia off at her work place and stayed to take a cup of coffee before leaving. For the duration of the time I stayed, I had her seat with me, paying her boss for it. I didn’t like the fact that she was working, but the woman was a stubborn one and wouldn’t listen to me. If it was up to me, I’d take her everywhere I went. I had no problem flaunting what was mine. Releasing a breath, I settled into my seat, forcing my thoughts from