LUCIUS DEVINE We spent quite a lot of time in the room, doing nothing but hugging for a while before we finally took a bath in the building. We were dressed up now and about to step out of the building. "It still feels great" I said as we stepped out of the building."What?" Lisa asked, almost quietly. "It still feels great that I told you about my feelings because now I can say I love you to you countless times without holding myself back." I replied and she blushed softly. Fuck! She looks beautiful!It fucking hurt that she wanted me to wait a week but I was shutting myself off from all emotions at the moment. I didn't want to feel too much. "Remember this, Kekaki." I turned to face her squarely. "You only have to tell me what you think will get in your way of loving me and I will deal with it" I said to her, hoping she would tell me whatever reason she was holding back. "Alright, daddy" she whispered and I pulled her into mt chest.She buried her face in my chest and I brea

Author's POV"So, you said this Lisa is a friend of yours?" Sandro asked, dropping the cigarette butt. "Yes, she is" Irene replied, a stony look on her face. The longer she stayed here, the longer she stayed without seeing her mother and without seeing Lisa, the more her anger consumed her. "That's perfect then" Sandro grinned, a creepy grin that made Irene feel the air on her back rise. "You want to get revenge for your mother's death and I want to do so for my brother's death. This should work out perfectly. Aargh" He groaned and then leaned back into the couch he was sitting on. "Lucius has no idea what he has done.""Sandro" Irene called as Sandro made to light another cigarette. "Yeah?""Lisa. Will your revenge be getting rid of her?" She asked and Sandro chuckled. "What do you think? That's the only person who matters to Lucius, isn't it? The bastard can only be hurt through her"Sandro watched as Irene's stony gaze faltered. "Why? You don't want her killed?""No, I wan

LISA"Remove every jewelry on her." I heard the voice distantly. It was a masculine voice and even though my eyes were closed and I couldn't find the strength to open them, I knew that it had to be a man in his late forties or early fifties at the very least. "Yes sir" I heard a feminine voice I knew belonged to Irene. Irene. Yes, she was the reason I was here. She was the one who injected me with some unknown substance and she was the one who brought me here. I had done nothing wrong to her, right? Why did I have such luck at having friends? Why is no one a true friend to me? Francesca, Leon, Bryant and now Francesca? Why is there no one who is in a sincere relationship with me?Lucius. He is the only who loves me. The only who is sincere with me is Lucius Devine. If only I could reach him. No, if only I had waited for him and not go to see Irene. I felt my earrings being removed from my ears and then my hair clip and then I felt the hand on my wrist, attempting to remove the bra

LUCIUS DEVINE"Where is she?" I questioned, shooting the man standing beside Sandro. Sandro only grinned at me. "Go on. Keep killing. Your blood thirsty self loves this so much""Where the fuck is Lisa, you bastard?!""You were quick but this place has at least a hundred rooms and your darling Lisa is in one of those rooms. She has a tape around her mouth so she can't scream for your help. Now, you have to find which room she is in and get out of here. In three minutes cause this place is going down in rumbles in three minutes" Sandro eyes glinted as he grinned. "You have just three minutes""You motherfucker!" I cursed, lunging at him for a second but I knew that was not what I had to do at the moment. Lisa. I had to find her and I had to rescue her and get the both of us out of this place as soon as possible. Shoving past him with the gun still in my hand, I screamed out her name. "Lisa!" "Everyone of you, fucking search the rooms!" I thundered out an order. "Yes boss" filled

MONALISAMy body ached but my heart ached even more. Tears were rolling down my cheeks non stop. I kept wiping at the tears as I ran but I couldn't stop it from flowing. He killed my father! He killed my father! He killed Irene too! Who else had he killed? A mafia man, he must have killed a whole lot of people. He must be so unrepentant about murdering others. Did he even for once regret killing my dad? Or was he just sad that I had found out about it? Pushing the door to our living room open, I ran in and mum immediately got on her feet the moment she saw me. Her hand which was holding a glass of juice dropped the glass slowly, her face not leaving me. "Lisa" she called. "Mum!" I called in a cracking voice and ran into her arms. I needed to cry in someone's arms. I needed the warmth but even more, I needed to be far away from Lucius and everything that had to do with him. This house was his, the things in this house were bought with his money. The very fucking clothes I was w