All Chapters of THE LIES THAT BIND: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Massimo’s POV. Drugs. That's all that filled my head as I walked around my office and searched for the paper where I wrote down the number of the new dealer. Rome told me about him a few days back and from all I could sense, he was going to be from Russia. His name sounded so familiar, just like someone I had been entangled with from the past. My head ached me as I tried to look through the drawer before I felt a pang on my chest as I coughed for a moment. “Damn, what the hell did I take?” I muttered as I turned to the door and realized someone was already trying to have it turned anti clockwise. Someone was about to enter the office. “Who’s there?” I called out, with a hope of having either Rome or maybe one of the other staffs reply but to my surprise, it was none other but; “Hey! Why are you here?!” I scolded. My eyes fixed at her face and the sexy gown she wore. I could sense a feeling of betrayal from her at the moment. Rosalia Hazelwood. “What do you mean by that? Massimo

Ana’s POV. I was lost in thought. My mind kept wandering back to what had almost happened downstairs. What if they had seen me? Would it have changed everything? I couldn't shake off the feeling of uncertainty. As I sat there, my eyes fixed on the wall, I heard a knock on the door. I turned, expecting it to be housekeeping with some fresh towels or linens. "Who is it?" I called out."Marco," a deep voice replied.‘Marco? I didn’t ask him to come upstairs, why would he even want to come into this room?’ I muttered as I stood to my feet and peered through the window to see if I had any signs of Enzo and Vanesa. “My lady?” He voiced and knocked for the second time. “Just a second Marco, I’m changing,” I replied. I wasn’t changing at all. I was just getting anxious about the whole drama and thought maybe I should hesitate for a while. I opened the door, and Marco stood there, his expression serious. "My lady, I’ve been trying to reach you on the phone since the past 10 minutes but y

Massimo’s POV. I sat with Rome, in the dimly lit room, sipping on a glass of whisky. The amber liquid seemed to match the mood that had been plaguing me lately. Rome and I sat in comfortable silence, each lost in our own thoughts.“I don’t think I’m feeling so comfortable here, Rome. Let’s go to the balcony.” “Alright, don.” We walked to the balcony, the cool night air a welcome respite from the tension that had been building up inside me. We sat down, and I offered Rome a glass of whisky, which he accepted with a nod. “Thanks boss,” As we sipped our drinks, Rome turned to me with a questioning look but I realized he couldn’t say a word. He looked at me and then went back to his drink consecutively. I wasn’t so sure he was going to hide that from me for a long time but it’s got to be now. I was moved to ask. “What’s wrong, Rome?” “Wrong? Nothing…” he replied. Feeling so reluctant but I knew something was still wrong. “Come on man. Speak to me. What’s happening,” He hesitated a

Vanesa’s POV. Veronica, my maiden person, stepped in to join me as we arranged some clothes, and I was trying to get everything perfect. As we worked, I felt bothered and tired to inquire if she’s seen my brother. "Hey, Veronica, have you seen Massi around lately?"Veronica thought for a moment before shaking her head. "No, my lady, I haven't."I nodded, going back to arranging the clothes. I noticed Veronica wasn't paying attention. She was staring at her phone, and I could tell she was distracted. I stopped what I was doing and turned to her. "Veronica, are you alright? You seem a bit spaced out."Veronica looked up, confused, and I could tell she was caught off guard. I scolded her, "Veronica, put that phone away and focus on what you're doing! If you don't, I'll give you a slap!"Veronica quickly put her phone away and apologized, "I'm sorry, my lady. It won't happen again."But I was still annoyed, "Just leave the clothes and go. I don't need your help anymore."Veronica quic

Massimo’s POV. Rome and I drove to the grocery store, heading to a brief meeting with one of our associates. As we navigated through the traffic, Rome turned to me with a curious expression. "Massimo, I’m not so satisfied with the looks on your face, especially after the meeting with Hazelwood yesterday, what’s up, Don?"I glanced at him, intrigued. "What is it?"Rome's eyes were fixed on the road ahead. "What's going on between you two? What did you discuss in your last meeting?"I leaned back in my seat, recalling the conversation. "Rosalia wants something from me, but I'm not sure what it is yet. She's been trying to get close to me, but I don't want anything to do with her."Rome chuckled. "You're not the first person to have problems with her, Massimo. Some people might say getting rid of her would be the easiest solution."I shot him a warning look. "That's not an option, Rome. We need to handle this situation with finesse. Running away or hurting her would make us look like