All Chapters of The Rossi Brothers I — Luciano : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Maria. The day was fun, we left the diner after ordering a cup of coffee and took a stroll around the place. Emilia’s guard was behind us, not that close but close enough to protect us if anything was to go wrong. Even while walking around the pack with no one to tell me what to do, I still didn’t feel settled. I haven’t gotten a call from anyone from the house or even from my husband and I have been out for about two hours now and that was a bit weird. I had thought I could spend an hour—thirty minutes tops, with Emilia before my brooding husband would come in and take my ass back to my prison but nothing of such has happened. In fact, Emila and I had spent the last two hours catching up with each other. Her school exams were around the corner and she has been studying hard. I had no worries about that because I knew she was going to ace it. We talked about everything but my marriage, I would rather hear her speak about her life than say mine. My life since I got married has bee

Maria.My heart wouldn’t stop beating fast as Luciano kept staring at me without saying anything, but his eyes were doing the talking. He was furious and if only his eyes could bury me six feet in this very ground I’m standing he would have done that.I gulped and squeezed the phone tightly in my hand. I don’t know what to say or even start a conversation because my throat has been bad all day.I broke eye contact when it was too much and turned on my phone to start typing on it but before I could, a huge hand stepped out and grabbed mine, stopping me from doing it.I raised my head to look at him and found him still glaring at me.Why didn’t he just speak whatever he had to say and stop leaving me in suspense?I can’t take it, any more silence from him would run me mad.“Let’s go.” He said and I blinked, staring at him like he had suddenly grown three heads.Let’s go.That’s it. He doesn’t have any words to say other than that. I thought he was going to go all angry male on me, curse

Maria. I lay lazily on the couch with my phone in my right hand while my left hand busily picked at the snacks I had brought into one of the many empty rooms I found in the house. I was bored out of my mind in my own room, and staring at the same wall for too long makes anyone a little mad. So, I decided to step out and explore the other rooms until I stumbled upon this one. I have no idea why I came here, but something just pulled me to it. I had spent the last few days avoiding my husband—yes, call me petty, but there was no way in hell I was going to talk to the same man who had denied me my orgasm. He left me like that without looking back, so the only time I could come out was when he wasn’t around. For the past few days, he had been taking his sweet time to leave; it was as if he didn’t want to go but had to because of his job. This room was quieter and less noisy than the others. While I could hear Luciano's men talking or shouting from my room, this one was peaceful, and I l

Luciano. The consistent sound of the clock ticking was the only thing keeping me from losing focus and taking my anger out on something. I stared at the laptop screen and let out a groan. I hadn’t been concentrating; the gibberish glaring back at me was proof that my mind was elsewhere. I’ve tried to stop thinking about her, but wanting to stop feels like telling my brain to quit keeping me alive. Fuck! I have tried not being attracted to her but that also felt like hard work, she is always on my mind 24/7 and there’s nothing I can do about it. I know I shouldn’t be thinking about her since she’s the enemy’s daughter. I know I shouldn’t feel anything for her but I can’t stop. I let out a groan as the ache in my head doubled, I haven’t been able to sleep these past few days properly, and it wasn’t because of her. I have always had a problem sleeping. I closed my laptop and threw my head back to rest on the chair. As I closed my eyes, my mind went back to the conversation Adriano

Maria. The only thing I could think about after Luciano left was why he wouldn’t want me to look at him while he was touching me. That thought bothered me greatly, even though I kept telling myself it was nothing. I wanted to understand his reason, but I couldn't come up with any excuses. My mind felt blank, so I decided to just leave it alone. I fell asleep with a small smile on my face; it felt good to be free and light before drifting off. Suddenly, my surroundings changed, and I could hear someone yelling. It felt like I was running, but everything was blurry, and I couldn’t tell what was happening. The next thing I saw was myself in a moving car, but then everything went dark. The screams faded away as soon as I opened my eyes. My heart raced as I stared at the ceiling, and my throat felt parched, so I sat up to get a glass of water. But there was nothing beside me; the jug was dry, which meant I had to go downstairs for some. I looked around the room and then at my naked