All Chapters of Tangled by lies : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

~50~Chiara“Come on,” he held out his hand for me. I gazed at it for a moment, and so did his two men, and Storm, who were looking around now stared at me. As if they were also waiting for my reaction. Slowly, I placed my hand in his, and he intertwined them and started to walk past the streets. With his three bodyguards following closely behind us. It was lively, and most places filled my nose with a delicious aroma.After a ten-minute stroll, a castle that held a rich story with its stunning view stood before us. Carmelo explained to me, “It used to be a military fortress, transformed into a private residence, and now it is open to the public as a museum and venue for events.” I nodded in response as we entered the castle. Surrounded by Mediterranean gardens, full of flowers, a rose garden, and pergolas. Inside were numerous reliefs and furnishings of fine workmanship, in marble or slate. I looked behind us, not to find the bodyguards. In the stairwell, I tilted my head up to adm

~52~ChiaraI leaned against the door, trying to tame my ragged breath.I saw it. No matter how hard I’d tried to ignore it, I saw the bulge on his pants and it was… tempting. My cheeks heated. “Goodness,” I fan my face and strolled to the open window, shivering when I was hit by a cold breeze. I felt a little relieved. The weather here was a little cold at evening or night time. I let my eyes wander to the orange sun and keep my dirty thoughts blocked in my mind. I couldn’t help but ask. I swear his endearment game was slowly becoming my undoing. First, it was love then baby. But now tesoro? I couldn’t afford such a distraction.Today’s event at the castle was enough to bewilder me. The man was unlike the one I recognized. And it was a pure shock to me that a feral side like that existed in him. The side that bled the needs rather than the wants, the animosity and intensity of getting what you wanted at any cost, shone in his eyes. I recognized that look very well because it existed

~54~ChiaraA hand closed over mine on my thigh. “It’s going to be okay. And if it gets uncomfortable, tell me so we can leave.” He said with an assuring tone. Yeah, as if that helped. I looked out the window. I had no reason to be this concerned. I wasn’t even in a romantic relationship with the man. Most importantly, it was never going to happen. My selfish reasons were what brought me to him. And I’d do it again if it means it gave me time to structure mine and my mother’s freedom. But that wasn’t the case when I willingly laced our fingers together and let his warmth or the gentle strokes of his thumb calm me. It was something entirely different. I was fucked up.The cars pulled over at the parking space, and this time it was the bodyguards who came to open the doors for us. From where we were standing, I could see his family already walking to the church, stopping right at the entrance. All dressed in the elegance of old money. Giving off an air of superiority, a classic and uni

~56~CarmeloMy heart had overflowed.My plan was to bring her to meet my family, but her initiating it herself was unexpected, and it’s much too soon. I couldn’t describe what I felt back then, but one thing was clear: it was beyond this world. I’d move heaven and earth for this woman.The Church with family was a culture that has been passed down from generation to generation. There was no exception or excuse when it came to our familial cultures and norms, except for my rebellious little brother. That punk had been having it with our mother since forever about it. And no matter how many times he got punished for it, his behavior of skipping the mass some days never changed. So even our mother had nothing to do about it now, and she was aware of it.I haven’t been to work for about a week. How could I when I had the woman I’d been dying to have, living right under my roof? Breathing the same air as me, eating meals with me, walking on the same ground as me, hell, she even allowed me

~58~ChiaraThe next day, we had breakfast together, and as we spoke, some barrier lifted between us since we were all talking casually. After breakfast, he told me that he had a surprise for me and that I should follow him. We walked through the green grass, and a few steps away, I could hear horses neighing. Agitation filled my heart as it pounded inside my chest.The stable came into view. It stood majestically with its brown brick walls, radiating a sense of everlasting artistry. The wooden-framed windows gleamed under the blazing sun. The white gates were left open, giving me glimpses of horses pacing by. Their high-pitched whinnies echoed through the air. I grounded my legs at the entrance, and my hands started to get clammy. My breathing was heavy as my mind screamed for me to turn back, bolt away, or something. “Come on in. Welcome to our manor stable, where there are wild stories.” Said Carmelo with amusement, walking into the stable. It’s okay. We’re okay, Chiara. I gripped