Love and Lust (Hamartia Trilogy Book 2)

Love and Lust (Hamartia Trilogy Book 2)

By:  Harriette Moon  Ongoing
Language: English
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Everything was going downhill. Caterina Mari Santelli is having trouble. At first she struggled to remember who the man in her hospital room was. Now, she doesn't exactly know if she loves him or hates him even more (the thought of planning a wedding to a man you hate isn't exactly inviting). She's also in distress knowing that her plans aren't going the way she planned. To add to her list of dilemmas, she's having PTSD and is afraid to even hold a gun, much more shoot one. Lucas De Marchi is just a dazed man walking. Something warm towards Caterina was building inside of him. He knows exactly what that feeling is and knows exactly how dangerous it is. But despite his efforts to stop his feelings, he always finds himself doing dirty business with her or for her. He's confused about Mari, and he's worried about his family and his sanity. To finally put that luscious cherry on top, Matteo Santelli, Caterina's uncle, has heard of her and Lucas' soon-to- be-wedding and is mad for being uninvited. Now the church doors are open. Only problem is, no one knows exactly if it's for a wedding or a funeral.

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Nane
Update please!
2023-09-16 18:48:55
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Nane
Keep going! It’s great! I wanna see how the wedding goes.
2023-07-25 10:57:18
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Nane
Update please
2022-06-03 19:26:04
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~Angel~
Please update :D
2022-06-02 00:37:28
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Nane
You should finish the story. You’re a talented writer don’t let a good story go to waste.
2023-06-03 18:15:41
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33 Chapters
Capitolo I
I didn't know who the man was standing in the far corner of the room, looking as dazed as I am. Tears stained on his cheeks, blue pair of eyes like the Mediterranean ocean locked into my heterochromic ones. His gray shirt was wrinkled and his five o'clock shadow was proof of how he hasn't had time to look after himself for days. "Caterina?" I heard the doctor call, as he dragged something bright into my eyes. Snapping from my confusion, I looked at the doctor who put away his medical light and grabbed the stethoscope that hung from his neck. "Deep breaths, please." I complied, taking deep breaths as he put the end of the instrument on my chest. He pressed it a few inches around the area before removing the other end from his ears. My eyes returned to the stranger's dazed ones. "How are you feeling, Ms. Santelli?" I opened my mouth to answer but as I pushed my
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Capitolo II
When I woke up the following day, I was alone. The curtains were shut, the door closed and the lights were dim enough to make it comfortable. Being alone was a relief. I needed a moment alone to think—to try and remember. The clock on the wall opposite my bed told me it's five in the morning. I was thirsty. And hungry. Really, really hungry. I've been trying to swallow saliva a few times to test whether or not my throat still hurts. This morning, it was bearable enough to talk. Although my voice is barely a whisper, I could do it nonetheless. Which means I could ask questions. What's the last time you remember, Caterina? I asked myself. Think! Think! Japan. Something with Japan. Yes! A Japanese man rained bullets in a museum in
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Capitolo III
After the somewhat normal argument we had, Lucas created his own little study in the corner of my room. He was busy taking calls and answering emails while I kept myself busy with pointless news. By lunch, I was fed with a different kind of soup. I didn't know what it was exactly. It tasted too good to ask. Turns out, I wasn't allowed to eat food that's hard to swallow. But I was satisfied with the soup I'm fed to complain about. Sigmund visited me late in the afternoon. He apologized for not being able to check earlier. The hospital was busy, he said. This was the hospital I donated to a few years back to keep it running. No wonder the nurses are polite. He checked my wounds and bruises which are as sore as the day I lost my virginity. "Your bruises are fading quicker than they should be. Which is good," he said
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Capitolo IV
The nurse was right about me needing to stay in bed. My head spun the moment my feet carried my weight. If it wasn't for the nurse helping me stand, I would've fallen. My bathroom break was liberating to say the least and when the blonde nurse helped me back up on my bed, she told me to call for assistance if I needed to use the restroom again.I was lying in bed, alone, the sun visibly setting on the horizon from my window when Chase's head peeked from the door. He looked thinner than I remembered and his eyes were rimmed with dark circles. It was strange. Chase Clifford might just be one of the busiest men in the world but I've never seen him this tired before. My publicist and personal everything walked in the room, wearing slacks and a red designer sweater. His eyes instantly lifted when he saw me.
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Capitolo V
"You okay?" Lucas asked gravelly, slightly narrowing his eyes as it adjusted to the darkness. The right part of the room is dark. Only the faint light of the machine kept the door visible. On my left, the window made it well lit. Lucas' face was brightly illuminated with the light coming from his laptop screen. Suddenly his bone structure was improved, highlighted by the glow of his computer. "Uh-huh," I nodded. Turning to my side as I bury a hand under the pillow and the other under my chin, eyes still heavy. Thankfully the wires attached to my body to keep my vitals monitored were long enough for me to move as I please. But the rest of my joints and bruises protested. I see the city lights and the stars clearer than I did in my dream. It's breathtaking. "What are you doing?" I whispered sleepily. "Work," Lucas
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Capitolo VI
three weeks later... Chase brought the perfect outfit for me to wear today, the day I get to leave this damn hospital—white high-waist sailor pants, a very low V-neck blouse with a matching white blazer, diamond studded heels and gold accessories to go. It screamed powerful, and was so fucking hot I was turned on just seeing myself in the mirror of my hospital room. I left my hair untouched which naturally waved along the small of my back like dark vines. I carried my Gucci square glasses as I took a long breath. The door opened and I turned to see Lucas, wearing a black leather jacket and jeans. I'd say he was a little bit underdressed but it was a fine look I've never seen him in before. Over the past three weeks, my memory went back, just like what Sigmund said. It all happened so fast. I'd eat my bre
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Capitolo VII
Lucas~*~ Finally, we were leaving the suffocating air of the hospital. Almost a month, and I could finally go back to my version of a normal life without Sigmund breathing down my neck. I could get a real meal, a real shower, and get a real fucking sleep without watching and worrying about Mari. Yes, Mari. Tsk. Where do I start with this woman? Spending days with her changed things—changed me. I've watched her sleep sometimes, bought her meals she needed and wanted every damn fucking day, and snapped at the nurses whenever they made Mari squirm or groan. At first it was just me trying to be there for her in exchange for her putting her life in dan
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Capitolo VIII
The room was different when we got to the hospital to see my father. Unlike mine, the walls were mahogany, the room dim and the curtains blue. The bed was larger, looked comfier, and the beeping was more subtle and thin, and quiet. There were fresh flowers on top of the desk on the foot of the hospital bed—an arrangement of sunflowers and blood red roses. Although the room had been upgraded, it seemed that the person lying in it had worsened. He had gotten thinner, the wrinkles that were once barely there are now deep and refined. His cheekbones look higher and more hollow. The timely glow he used to have was replaced with paleness. I almost didn't recognize my own father. From what the doctor told me, he has yet to improve over the month he's been medically comatose. Doctor Cody, the doctor, told me that he stil
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Capitolo IX
The following day, Lucas wasn't anywhere in the house which meant he's either out having a run or he's somewhere only God knows. I looked at the brightside. Alone and away from Lucas is what I needed after all those weeks spent with him. Theresa Wills, the British event planner I once liked, called me first thing in the morning before I had my coffee. Which means I was groggy and annoyed. "There aren't any changes, right?" she asked with her thick accent. "We're still going with the flowers and the lace?" "Yes, Theresa," I said nonchalantly as I made my way downstairs for breakfast. "Exactly what I told you." "Okay," she agreed, and although she could hear my irritation, she still kept it professional. "And the cake? Do you have any thoughts about it?"
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Capitolo X
Lucas ~*~ I paced on the mahogany floor of the study in my Milan penthouse. The television was buzzing in the corner of the room at how I 'assaulted' a press earlier today. My publicist has been ringing me since yesterday and telling me I should make a statement. But I was done with statements today. If it wasn't for Mari insisting on having a fucking statement released to the public, this wouldn't have happened. The woman was a pro at defying me and I was fucking steaming. My father called, asking why all of a sudden a mass of reporters were camping outside of Harriet's condo. So I had Jack brin
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