Chapter 51Matteo's POV I fixed my holster to my waist and fixed two shotguns on each holder and wore a blazer to cover it. I didn't want to walk around with people seeing guns on me. Even though some of the cops were under my payroll, it would make things even harder for them. Today, I'll make Angelo my consigliere in front of my underbosses, captains and soldiers. He had always rejected the position while trying to fight the darkness that lurked deep inside of him, but I knew that we couldn't fight it except he wasn't a true Moretti. I enjoyed the idea of him working with me. Apart from Francesco and Aurora, he was the only loyal person that I knew would take a bullet for me without thinking twice about it. Our love for each other was deeper and complex than anyone could understand. As a matter of fact, I didn't want anyone to understand us… it was safer to be unpredictable when you are surrounded with people that you can't trust. Angelo waited for me beside one of my cars

Chapter 53Aurora's POV I'd woken up feeling weak and nauseous the same way I felt yesterday, but it could be attributed to Ginevra's threats. If I didn't feel anything for Matteo, I would have walked away easily and put everything behind me. But that was what my uncle wanted and I couldn't give it to him nor Ginevra. Since I could stay at home and be lazy all day, I decided to go to the kitchen and help. Sofia's wedding was in two days and thankfully, she was done with the fitting of her dress and everything was on point They gave me hope that my love for Matteo could win whenever I looked at the both of them. I took a quick shower and tossed on a tank top dress while rushing to the kitchen. Fortunately, Giselle was already making some potato pancakes so I pulled an apron over my head and helped with whisking the already cracked eggs till they formed a homogenous look. Giselle glanced at me, her eyes questioning. "Do I have anything on my face?" "No, you don't. You just lo

Chapter 55Aurora's POV Staying at home and preparing meals was actually easier than waking up earlier than usual to prepare for class even though my body craved two extra hours of sleep. Amidst the stress that came with it, I was happy doing something that I loved. After the class I'd be able to cook professionally. Though other cooks had gone through culinary school for more than a year, Mrs Fernandez thought me to be talented so she said that I didn't need all of that. I was very proficient and I just needed a professional touch. Demetrio was quiet beside me as he drove me to class. Matteo made him my bodyguard since he didn't want me to be in danger of being attacked and also to ward off young men who might want to talk to me. I wasn't comfortable with him being around me all the time so we both agreed that he'd be invisible, watching me from the corners. "So, when did you get inducted into the Outfit?" I asked, feeling uneasy with the silence that reigned in the car.

Chapter 57Matteo's POV I stood by the window pane, sipping the coffee that Ginevra had brewed for me. My thoughts still revolved around the discovery from last night and I imagined Aurora kissing another man and probably allowing him to touch her like I did. I cringed at the thought of it, but then, there was picture to show that she had done something like that. It was these same thoughts that drove me to one of my club and nearly made me to cheat on her. Nearly. But I couldn't push through even though I tried. She didn't smell like Aurora, neither did her eyes shine like Aurora's smokey grey eyes. I kept comparing the both of them till I left the club angrily and now I was doing the same thing. A knock disrupted me from my thoughts, eliciting a hissing sound from my lips. "Don't come in, Ginevra. I don't need you right now." I yelled but the door still pushed open with Angelo smirking at me as he approached me. "I'm not your nanny, Matteo." He joked and I felt like slap

Chapter 59Aurora's POV I wish I had fulfilled my promise of making out with another man, but I couldn't as their faces felt repulsive and looked nothing like the only handsome man that I'd ever known. Matteo had not just captured my body but my soul and everything that concerned me as well. Demetrio made the day better by taking me to places I asked him to. We went to a park and I had a medium cup of strawberry ice cream, later on I had a pack of potato chips which made me forget my troubles at some point. We were returning home and we had almost gotten to our street when dread settled in the pit of my stomach. The past few days had been worse with Matteo ignoring me and treating me worse than his servant. At least his servants got his attention when needed. He didn't even ask how I was feeling or if my pregnancy was making me uncomfortable. Then I imagined how he would feel if the truth came out. Demetrio's phone rang a little loudly, by the pursing of his lips I knew that