CHAPTER 32: SCANDAL“You did not hurt yourself, didn’t you?” Zamiel asked.Italia laughs softly.“Geez, stop worrying, it wasn’t as if you didn’t saw that not even a shard graze my palms, Zam.” She rolled her eyes playfully, regardless of the heaviness she was carrying on her chest.“Did I say I was referring to a wound?” With that said, the latter lifted his head.He was frowning.Italia’s smile faltered.“W—what...”“I know what you feel.” Zamiel sighs. He reached out, and softly touched her head in a comforting manner. “I know my cousin could be a bastard sometimes.” He added, and chuckled as if to lighten up the mood.“Zam...” Italia trailed off, before she turned her head sideways. “How long had you known?”“Way back in college,” Zamiel stood up. “I know that the two of you had a thing—”“That’s why you were never surprise to see me here one day living with him, right?” Italia confronted him.“Yes.” Before his forehead ceased. “But what I couldn’t understand was why there is Sama

CHAPTER 34: AGAINTS HER WILLSore. Italia could feel her body throbbing entirely. Her throat is dry. Her lips are chapped, and for how long had she been there she lost count of. Days felt like ages, and night was much colder than she thought it should have been. She didn’t know where she was nor where did those men had brought her with.Tears stream on her eyes.“P—please.”She never felt so terrified, and this is the first time that Italia felt fear creeping on her arms.THUD.Footsteps echoed. A cold sweat run down on her spine. Italia felt her lips trembled. She was familiar of whom those belongs to. It is own by that man, whom she first seen, when she woke up on that unfamiliar place.The door was soon pushed open.“My my, it’s so dark in here, isn’t it?” His voice is cruel, his presence drove her to the corner.Italia swallowed, when he began to advance.“Don’t you feel alone here?” He chuckled.When she responded with silence, the air shift. His mood seems to change.“And you ar

CHAPTER 36: PUNISHMENT The sound of a gun, so loud echoed inside her head and Italia came awake. Drenched in sweat, wide eyes and panting, catching her own breathe as if she run a miles. She was on edge, searching each corners of the same room she had gotten familiar with. She was ready to leapt until her body slowly relaxed as she took off her sorroundings.She is on her room. There are no bloods, no screams and cries. Nothing that her mind was trying to deceived her for.Italia let out a loud breathe, “That dream again.”But even if it was a dream, she still find herself shaking.It just started, when Fredo abducted her. The rescue didn’t run smoothly. His men fought Black’s, and it was a bloody fight as her brain recall the events that took place that night.“We were paid to save you, Italia. That is an order from him.” Black helped her up on her feet. His left hand still holding the gun, while Fredo was loosing too much blood on the floor. Only that, Black ordered one of his men

CHAPTER 38: MOTHER-IN-LAW“Sir?” A knock coming from his office door made Gustav to lifted his head from his papers.“Yes?”“You have a visitor.” Amber peered down, and have him an anxious smile. “And I believe it doesn’t matter whether you are expecting her or not, that’s what she said—”“Of course, my son knows that I don’t need any appointment, Miss.” Behind Amber, a woman pushed open the door.It shows a middle age aristocrat clad in a fancy dress. She looks to be about on her 50’w, but her face doesn’t look that old. She have a pale skin, a reddish lips and a soft features that match Gustav’s eyes and his nose. They look alike, but how can they not be, when it is no other than his own mother?Juliet Rexene Salvador. “Mom.” Gustav instantly frowns, while signalling Amber to leave the room. “What are you doing here?”“Aren’t you at least happy to see me here, my dear boy?” Juliet pursed her lips. “You know, I’ve travelled almost 6000 kilometres from State just so I could see you,

CHAPTER 40: DINNER DATENobody speak between them about what happened that morning. When Italia woke up again, Gustav was no longer there. What was left was the empty and cold space that lay crumpled on her side.She looked at it sadly.“I knew it.”He might have been regretting it now.With a solemn eyes, she climbed off the bed. The morning breeze brushed across her bare skin. The warmth seeping from the cracks is not enough to console the coldness that envelope her heart.Italia move slowly, her shoulders are sagged. Her head are crestfallen, even the moment she turned on the shower. The water fell across her skin directly, but it did not make her feel anything. The numbness was enough until tears slowly fallen from her eyes.Crying with grief when she covered her eyes. Unaware the moment that sliding glass door was pushed open. Another presence joined her. Agrrieved, and blinded by pain, when a pair of string arms hug Italia from behind.“Shh, are you crying again?” Gustav mumbled