An agonising groan echoed around the steel walls of the cellar.Pain was evident in the voice that carried it, horrific pain.Strapped on to a chair was a bruised and disfigured Diego. He was held caged by a rope which seemed to squeeze his entire body into one piece.The pain from that alone was excruciating talk more of the cuts, wounds and broken bones he had gotten.The cellar was cold, extremely cold. Diego had his teeth chattering. A rat ran passed his legs causing him to curse in italian.Heavy thumping footsteps could be heard making its way towards his direction.Diego needed not to be told who it was.Cold and dangerous emerald eyes carried his already swollen and weak orbs in their formidable stare."Have you come back to finish what you started?" Diego asked slurry before spitting out loud.Dante crouched down and gave him a sadistic smile."You know me so well diego" "Actually..."Dante began."I'm not going to kill you right now. Your plan to have me dead was unfortu

ALINA"Dante what the fuck are you doing here?" My intonation was high with a surprised and bewildered gasp as I snapped my eyes from the mirror to meet Dante's emerald and mischievous orbs staring at me. "Alina why did you leave?" Dante cooly asked like he wasn't in the ladies room with me in a very awkward situation. "I should be the one asking you the question Mr Dante Morelli. Why did you lock the door and what are you doing in the ladies room with me?" I waged my tongue at Dante. Dante took slow yet dangerous strides towards me which got my breath hitching in my lungs.He came so close to me, our bodies now in close proximity with each other as his frame towered above my petite body."Is it now a crime to be with my wife?" Dante asked leaning his face forward towards me.My chest heaved with a lot of emotions and I couldn't fathom why I had mixed feelings seeing Dante here. "Answer me" Dante crossed the distance between us, my body now pressed against the metallic sink in the

Dante and Alina burst open the doors of their car the moment they arrived at the airport.They wasted no time in lurching out of the car and towards the jet.Gripping on to her hand, Dante sprinted with Alina, pulling her safely up the stairs and into the jet. The crew shut the door once everyone had rushed inside.Alina finally heaved a sigh of relief.Her hand was pressed against her chest as she tried to calm her unsteady and rapid heart beat."Get this fucking plane on the air and take us to Italy now!" Dante growled. The muscles in his arm tenses, perspiration making his shirt stick on to his body and revealing his taunted biceps with the veins in his hands pulsating. Alina felt mesmerized by how sinfully hot her husband looked even without trying."Please just two more minutes Mr Morelli" the pilot pleadingly said, his body quivering."I'm sorry for the delay sir. This was a very impromptu call on our part after you informed us of your attack and eagerness to leave Mexico. We

ALINA I greedily took in all the surroundings, eyes scanning and roving the scenery all around as our car spend on the highway. Italy looked so beautiful. The sun was shining so elegantly on the fast moving cars.There were variety of building styles. I hungrily fed my eyes on some sky scrappers whose summit looked like it could reach the sky. We passed different shops, restaurant and malls all with fascinating special light affects. I could only imagine how beautiful they would look at night. As cars moved fast so also did the people swarm around, enjoying the sunny weather and ravishing atmosphere.Once Dante killed the traitors, he spoke briefly about some things with Homero. I couldn't make out what they discussed because it was all in Italian. Once done, he took me by hand towards a waiting limousine.I slowly closed my eyes in a bid to sleep. I hadn't had enough sleep ever since our attack in Mexico. I hadn't close my eyes for more than ten minutes when I slowly flutt

ALINA "Dante what are you cooking?" I asked with a cock brow as I meandered into the broad kitchen. My eyes took in every detail of the kitchen.The kitchen was huge. It seemed like a dinning room. A long shiny marble kitchen counter laid in the middle, separating the broad kitchen into two parts. Various cupboards and carved stools of different designs were littered all around. The rays of the sun gave off rainbow specks to the grey tiles of the kitchen wall as it hit them. We had already eaten a sumptuous breakfast prepared by the hotel cooks so what was Dante cooking?Dante who had his back turned against me, stood near one of the induction stoves that were built into the kitchen counter. He had an apron on and a hair net which I really found very amusing.He was whisking eggs and cream in a bowl. He pivoted and a beam shone in his eyes. "Well this is frittata. It's just like omelette but garnished with meat, cheese and vegetables. I'm making it specially for you""W