All Chapters of Scarred By The Ferraro Brothers : Chapter 11 - Chapter 19

Milan, Italy.Alina.Adrian shields me with his body until we can reach the parking lot, pushing through the streams of journalists and reporters who are hot on our heels. He’d been able to alert his men to come help control the crowd.I slide into the car with ease, raising the cost up to half my face to escape the flashing lights from the cameras. Adrian steps into the car beside me, shutting the door with a bang and rolling up the tinted windows.The driver immediately revs up the car and speeds off into the road. I place a hand on my racing chest and exhale loudly, letting my head fall back on the headrest.“Are you okay?” His voice is rough, concerning dripping from his tone.I bob my head forward, not wanting to engage in any conversation. It’s like the last few minutes I spent with my face in between his chest had knocked all the air and strength out of me that all I want to do is rest and drift off into dream land.“Come here.” He whispers, pulling me off my seat with ease an

Chapter 14Milan, Italy.AlinaArcher shoots me a hateful glare but I ignore, chewing on the inside of my cheeks and picking at my nails to stop the anxiety gnawing at me while resisting the urge to laugh at his dress.He’d disguised as a lady to help me leave without being questioned by my father and the bodyguards whose eyes were glued to me.“You know it’s best if you tell me that you’re pregnant, right? It’s—““For the third time, Archer, I’m not pregnant. I just….look, it’s personal.” I interrupt, running my fingers through my hair.He purses his lips and takes the turn of the hospital’s garage, bringing the car to a stop. A sigh of relief leaves my lips as I step out of the car and pass him a small smile before walking into the reception.I halt in front of the desk and a lady who looks to be about the same age as me raises her head up, her lips immediately curving into a sweet smile that I return.“Jeremy Robinson. I’m his fiancé—acquaintance.” The words almost slip out of my t

Chapter 16Milan, Italy.Alina.I ignore Archer’s curious glance and continue to sip on my drink, pretending to enjoy the scenario.He leans back into the seat and crosses his legs over the other, folding his arms on his chest.After the confrontation with Adrian, my thoughts had been all over the place and the only thing I knew would help me was getting drinks with the only person who seemed to understand me but all Archer had been doing was interrogating me.Yet somehow, I’ve been able to blurt out I and Jeremy’s breakup to him.“You’re going to have to show me some proof that you and Jeremy are broken up.”I sigh for the umpteenth time, circling the glass in my hand while looking out of the window.“There’s no proof. Just believe it.”“I’m not that gullible, Alina. Seriously, you both were supposed to be engaged in a few days. What happened?” I glance at my phone and down the rest of the wine, wiping my lips with the back of my hand before looking up at him.“Things happen, Archer

Chapter 18: AlinaMilan, Italy.He calls after me, walking briskly to close the distance between us but I don’t give him a chance. I stomp into the house and rush upstairs, wiping the tears away from my face and sniffing back a snot.“Alina, come on.” His voice rings through the walls of the house again, nearer this time. Before I know what’s happening, a hand clasp around my wrist and pulls me back into a hard body, hugging me tightly from behind.“Let me go.” I grit out, digging my nails into his arms to free myself from his grip.As expected, he doesn’t let go and instead, tightens his hold, placing a gentle kiss in the middle of my head. Another wave of anger crashes through me and I lift my knee, sending it flying into his leg. He hisses in pain and just as I think he’s going to let go, he hauls me up and leads us into the living room, setting me down on the couch, not letting me go.“I know you’re upset and don’t want to talk to me right now, but can I stay with you? Please.” H