All Chapters of The Black Widow Returns : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Eva I put the car in park in front of the school.“Be good for giagia, and I will see you tomorrow, moro mou (my baby),” I say to Katerina as she unbuckles herself and grabs her gear for dance class. She leans forward, placing a kiss on my cheek. “Nai, mama. Se agapo. (yes, mom)”“Love you too,” I say, rolling down my window, looking around for my mama.“I’m here, I’m here!” She yells, waving as she runs towards us.If you can call what she’s doing running.I lean in slightly so that Kat is the only one who can see me as I place my fist to my mouth to stop myself from laughing, while shaking my head and playfully exaggerating my eyeroll, making Kat giggle.Mama stops in front of Kat and bends over to catch her breath in overdramatic fashion. After catching her breath, she stands up straight and gives Kat a bear hug.“Geia sou, agapes mou! (Hello, my loves!).” She says, greeting me with a smile, and then looks down at Kat.“All ready for class?” She asks Kat.“Yup!” She says excitedl

Leo I’m sitting at my local coffee shop having a quick coffee before I meet with my agent, Angelo DeLuca, who is also my best friend. We met when he randomly walked into my room, all flustered and sweaty with boxes, and saw me lying on the bed. We were both confused as shit at first, because we both requested no roommates. We later found out that the admin made a mistake. After talking to get to know each other, we decided to give it a shot and have been close ever since. We realized we have quite a bit in common because he’s Italian and I’m Greek, meaning we have a similar background.We do, however, still get into arguments over who makes the best food. To this day, we have that argument, but we stop it now because it always ends in a stalemate. I do, however, find it fucking hilarious that he now has a Greek girlfriend and that his favourite food is a gyros. Anyway, I'm dreading this meeting because even though he's a friend and I know he has my back no matter what, which is w

Amalia Okay, I was so not expecting that! I thought she was going to say…Well, shit. Miss Eva has made some quite shocking admissions today. I mean, I half expected that her fucker ex was probably the last guy she had sex with, I was just hoping I was wrong... "Damn…So, can't remember his face, but you remember the sex? Even after all these years?! Fuck, he must have been out of his world!" My eyes are still popped out cause I can't believe that after a decade, she calls that guy the most incredible fuck she's ever had. But then I frown at her as that means she's been deprived far longer than I realized. I definitely need to get her out and start showing her the world outside of mommy playdates and school functions. God, those are boring as shit. I have no idea how she manages those. "Yeah, he was. I mean, obviously, I got knocked up!" She snorts. "But in regards to 'performance'?” She uses her fingers as quotations. “10/10. Since you asked me, what about you? Even though I'm

Leo After we leave Angelo's office, I go straight home and then dismiss my driver for the afternoon since my plans have changed. Fuck those two little shit stirers for making me do this. I have just come out of the shower when my phone chimes from my dresser. I wrap a towel around my waist and check the text. ‘Change of plans. Coming to yours, and we’re going together.’ He texts. I raise an eyebrow, but whatever. We can chill and kill some time before the torture begins tonight.‘What, Lia needs the entire house now? How vain is she? Or is it because you two can’t keep apart?’ I text back, teasing. Those two are ridiculous whenever they are in the same room. Lucky bastard. ‘Hilarious. You got any beer, or do I need to pick some up?’ He texts back. ‘Nah, I got it. I’ll head to the store now. If you get here before I’m back, just come in. You know the code.’ I text back, tossing the phone on my bed. I walk into my oversized walk-in closet to get dressed. I am by no means a v

Leo "What the fuck is wrong with you? Why are you pushing so hard about Eva's past?" Angelo asks, scolding, brows furrowed. I just give him a one-shoulder shrug. "I want to know, plus she's being a hypocritical bitch. She fucking called me a teenage boy who barely works and all I do is chase pussy every chance I get. So excuse me if I wanna get back at her for that since we know that's not entirely true." I scowl. Not to mention, I’m still salty from the previous encounters, but he doesn’t need to know that. Angelo sighs and nods in acceptance.I lazily roll my eyes. "Dude, chill, alright? Eva is a big girl and can obviously look after herself. Even if she’s being a bitch about it." I mutter just as they return to the table, giggling about something.The rest of the evening continues with inspirational speeches from Lia, Angelo, survivors, and others. Finally, after 2 hours, it’s winding down, thank God. No offence or anything because I know it's an important cause, but I was