Eva lived alone as her parents died when she was twenty and now, it had been five years since that incident. She had no siblings which meant this house was all to herself. When I was leaving for Italy, she was in a relationship but six months earlier, she had to break up with him because she caught him cheating on her. My poor Eva. She didn’t deserve it at all. Eva unlocked the main door and opened it, letting me inside first. It was cosy inside, I huffed in relief. Thank God, I wouldn’t be dying in the cold tonight. She took me to the lounge and turned on the dimmed yellow lights. “Would you like something? A cup of coffee? Glass of wine? Or even simple water?” Eva asked as she turned on the television and fished out the CW channel. “A cup of coffee would do wonders,” I mumbled, smiling at her for her hospitality. Eva walked to the kitchen, switched on the light and filled water from the dispenser in a kettle, while I st

LucianoI knew every minute detail about her but I couldn’t keep my eyes off this file. I studied it for the hundredth time, ignoring whatever Massimo had said. “I think there's enough information for you to trace her.” He took the file from my hand and I granted him my attention.“I have spread my men in every corner of Italy,” I replied to him, taming my rage and loosening my tie. “What if she isn’t in Italy,” I stopped wherever I was as if he grasped my heart and squeezed it until it stopped pumping. How could she cross the border without any activity registered on her ID? “That’s not possible,” I wanted to prove him wrong by picking my phone and showing him every single detail I collected in sixteen hours about her. I had a team tracing her in every way possible. “That is possible,” He opened that file and tore one page, passing it t

I walked to her house and unlocked the door from the key I had. Opening it, I went upstairs to her room and knocked on the door which she happened to open it herself. To my surprise I found her awake, I guessed wrong that she was sleeping. “Yes, Jenny? You okay?” She enquired. “Ah, actually, I’m going to my treehouse right now. I think that’s the best place where I can hide without fear of being caught,” I told her, clasping my hands together. "At this hour? You can go there in the morning," Eva suggested. "Ah, actually, I can't wait till that long. I gotta move fast," I tried to persuade her to believe in my absurd impression.  “But isn’t it too chilly outside for a treehouse visit?” Eva doubted. I knew she was right but I had no other option than to bear the cold.“Don’t worry I got myself covered, I have heaters along with me that will keep m

I climbed the wall and got to the other side, running to the hazardous street that would be the last place I’d see before my eyes would get frozen as my soul would leave my body. I got closer to my street but stopped at the corner. My heart pumped pathetically as if I was dying right there, without facing anything. You have to move for Aiden and Ryan or else he would hurt them. Yes, my subconscious was right. He would definitely hurt them more if I’d delay facing him. I had to keep moving. I flipped the hoodie cap over my head and started taking shaky steps toward my house. My hands were in my pockets and my head was bowed but I could glance at his men expanding all over the street and I just happened to pass one of them. “Esa es ella (That’s her),” There we met the Italians in my homeland. My breath hastened as I kept walking with my lower head and gaze to the ground. Suddenly, I stopped at my track when pairs of shoe

I unbuttoned my sleeves and loosened up my tie before I opened the door and found the team members from my personal doctor's preferences performing tests on Jennifer. I was informed they arrived here from Italy an hour ago. They greeted me as usual just when they saw me entering the room. I replied with great difficulty as I was lost at examining Jennifer. As much as I hated to compose myself in front of them and struggled not to stare at her flawless face which I was longing to do.There were six women in total as I would not allow any man to touch her apart from me. She was mine and just thinking about some man’s skin brushing with her skin boils my blood. Anna -Assistant medical officer- was holding a file that had her test results, she was assessing carefully while The Senior Doctor; Laura came to attend me. “How is she now?” I asked her monotonously, not sparing her any glance. I could sense the dread mixed in her vibe.I noticed she