All Chapters of MINE, PEACHES : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Three Days Later CAILY GALILEO It's been three days and oh heavens, it's been three days of absolute bliss. Being treated like I am the only woman in the world, like the entire cares of the world was meant for me alone. And meanwhile, I was trying to learn something too. If Pietro went ahead to learn wood sculpting because of me, I could learn something too, make him something crafty that would remind him of me. I had been trying hard to think but couldn't decide on a particular thing to learn. Painting? Knitting? Wood sculpting itself? Pottery?I simply couldn't decide on what to pick. Knitting would be the easiest since I knew how to knit already but I also didn't want something too easy. I wanted something that would require much of my time and my devotion but I was already leaning towards knitting him gloves, scarfs and socks whilst learning something else. That way, I could have lots of mini gifts for him and top it with whatever I ended up learning. "What are you doing up

CAILY GALILEO I was in the living room, knitting, my laptop on the sofa, just right next to me. I had finished up with the proposal about an hour or two ago and I had hurriedly brought out the knitting materials and quickly set to work. Right now, I was knitting some socks. It was getting chilly lately so it would be completely sensible to give him knitted socks. It would be so much warmer, right? Every now and then, a small smile would play on my lips and yet every now and then, my brows would pull together in worry but I'd assure myself that Pietro would not want me to worry about these things and worrying would also not do our child good and then I'd kick the worry out of my head for a few minutes. But how much at bay could I keep it? Right now, I should be out, at his office and I trusted Pietro. I trusted his love more than I trusted my own life and from knowing and trusting his love, I knew he would have me with him everywhere he went off to, if he could. I sighed softly

PIETRO GIACOMETTI "Isn't she so wonderful?" Caily asked, her entire focus on the drama playing on the TV.She had her head on my laps while I played with her hair. "She is. As long as you say she is wonderful, then she is wonderful" I agreed with her and she took her gaze off the TV to look at me. "Are you even watching?" She grumbled with a pout. "I am. I am watching the series too and I am enjoying it a lot" I replied and she stared at me suspiciously before refocusing her gaze on the movie. "Her strength is really admirable and I so can't wait for the moment she stands above his grave.""His grave? Whose grave?" I glanced at the TV. "Her ex-husband, of course. The one who tried killing her in the beginning?" "Oh, right." I nodded a little. "Why would he try killing his wife?""I don't know exactly why yet but his hands seem to be tied too, however, that doesn't justify him killing a woman who has been loyal to him all her life. Evil!" She muttered and I chuckled at her expre

CAILY GALILEO Pietro was a bit late from work today. He had only arrived at around 5:00pm, and had arrived, looking exhausted. He was presently taking a shower while I sat on the edge of the bed, the socks in my hands and my fingers tapping nervously. He emerged from the shower and heavens, this wasn't the time to fawn over his looks but I almost forgot my goal. He had a towel wrapped around his towel and one with which he was drying his hair. "Y-your hair has grown" I pointed out. "Right? I should get a cut tomorrow." He dried it a bit more, pulling down a few strands with the towel to see the length of it. "Should I give you the cut?" I asked and he stared at me suspiciously before I burst into laughter. He chuckled, both of us recalling a memory. I think Pietro had been 16 or 17 back then and I had insisted haircuts weren't that difficult. They looked so easy to me and so I had convinced Pietro to let me give him a haircut and after a lot of convincing, he let me. That night

FINN ROMANOVFuck it. This was my only fucking option left. It was an option that would probably leave me dead but in this case, I was willing to explore it because there was no way in the world that I would be killing Kate tomorrow. My fingers tremble just at the thought of drilling bullets into her body. The body jerks from the force of multiple bullets hitting her before she goes still, forever. I couldn't stand just the mere imagination of that and if I couldn't bear the imagination of it, how the fuck would I beat the reality of it happening?And that was exactly why I was going to see Kate now. My face was pulled into a hard look as I walked into the room and shut the door behind me, knowing fully well that the next time I open that door, I would be an enemy of all the men outside. "You are here" Kate was walking over to me already. "How did it go? Did he listen to you?" She asked, hope in her eyes. "It didn't go well and you... Pietro wants you dead tomorrow" I replied and