Being assigned to become the personal guard of a mafia boss is already a difficult task. Becoming his guard and carrying his child at the same time? Near impossible. “The baby isn’t yours.” Luciano smirked, a deadly glint flashing in his eyes. “Oh, really?” he asked, one of his eyebrows raised. He walked closer to me, each of his steps resonating in the dark room. I couldn’t help but gulp at the sight of him. It has been three long years since I’ve last seen him, but why has he even gotten hotter than before? “I’m going to ask you once more,” he said, leaning closer to my face. I held my head up high, determined not to succumb to his charm. “Is she mine?” I shook my head. “Definitely not yours.” His jaw ticked, and he looked to the side before leaning his face even closer to mine, his hot breath hovering over my lips. I held in my breath and watched the alluring movement of his lips. “Then, which scoundrel does that child belong to?” I placed both of my hands on his chest and gently pushed him back. “Why? What are you going to do about it if you know?” He tilted his head to the side and smirked. “I’m going to kill that bastard.”View More
ThaliaShit. "Do I tell him? Do I tell him?" I whispered under my breath as I paced back and forth in my room. I went back to the clinic a while ago to sneak out another pregnancy test. I was in denial as soon as I saw that the first one I took was positive. So, I took another one. And another one. And another one. And all of them yielded a positive result. I'm pregnant.And with Luciano's child at that! Of course, I felt kind of happy deep inside my heart, knowing that I'm currently carrying the child of the man I'd come to love. However, fear and anxiousness overtook those emotions. I'm just 18 years old, for fuck's sake! And I just became a guard not even two months ago. How the fuck are the people around me going to react once they find out? And how the fuck will I be able to tell this to Luciano when we haven't been on good terms for the last couple of weeks?I bit my lips and thought long and hard about the pros and cons of telling Luciano that I was pregnant.The pros?
Thalia It has almost been a week since Renee's death, and things are started to go back to normal—at least for other people. The people in the Cosa Nostra moved on with their life—like Renee never even passed away. Even Don Emiliano, the direct father of Renee, went back to work as usual on the day of Renee's funeral. From an outsider's perspective, it may also look like Luciano isn't the least fazed about Renee's death, but I knew better. He has been negligent of his health, and he also has been shutting off most people—especially me. I have tried multiple times to talk to him and make him open up to me like before, but it seems like he doesn't want to confront me at all. I knocked on his door with his favorite cup of coffee in hand. "Come in," I heard his gruff voice. I slowly opened the door and peeked my head inside. He was wearing his glasses while typing something on his laptop. "I've made you some coffee," I softly said. He didn't even glance at me and just patted
Thalia Black. Now, everything was black. Today was the day of Renee's funeral, and I'd never seen the Casa Nostra this quiet and solemn before. Although I see people wearing black clothes every day, this situation feels different. We weren't wearing black because we liked dark colors. We weren't wearing black because it screams more "dangerous." We weren't wearing black because we wanted to be hidden in the night. We were wearing black because someone died—and that someone just had to be Renee. It wasn't the usual funeral that people go to. There wasn't any ceremony. There weren't any flowers. Nobody even spoke about their memories with her. The funeral just consisted of burying Renee's body under the ground. After that, everyone went on their own usual way. I pursed my lips together as I watched them walk away—not a single trace of sadness on their faces. I guess that's what being in the Mafia is like—everyone is bound to be emotionless. After experiencing countless deat
Thalia Red. Everything turned red.One minute, I was running out of the house, trying to escape; and the next minute the sound of the gun resounded, followed by spillage of blood.“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath as I looked at the scene in front of me. “Renee!” Luciano screamed out before taking out his gun, pointing it towards the person who had shot Renee and killing him instantly. Daisy and I ran to where Renee was. Her blood had pooled down on the ground, so I covered the wound with my hand. “Give me a cloth or binder of some type,” I told Daisy.However, Renee shook her head, making me look at her with frantic eyes. “Let’s get out of here first,” she said in a weak voice. “We don’t want any other tragedies happening tonight. It’s best if we seek safety for now.” Luciano cursed under his breath and carried Renee in his arms. "Let's leave," he said in such a cold voice that it sent shivers down my spine. I also stood up from the ground, still shaken up from the situatio
Trigger Warning: This chapter contains sensitive topics such as sex trafficking. Read at your own discretion. Thalia "Can you believe this? We're going on a mission together," Daisy giddily said as she sat next to me in the car. "Why are you so excited for this? We're visiting the enemies territory to free the underage sex workers that they've been exploiting for years," I deadpanned. "Well, when you put it like that—it sounds quite depressing, but still! At least we're doing it together," she said. "You better be thanking me," Renee butted in, going inside the car too. I smiled at her as she entered. "Hey, what's up?" I greeted. She smiled back and nodded her head. "Doing pretty good. I'm quite excited for this mission actually." Daisy crossed her arms beside me and looked at me with one eyebrow raised. "So, you've found a new best friend, huh?" I chuckled and shook my head. "Oh, shut up. We're not in 6th grade anymore. All of us are good friends here." "You're right," Dai
Thalia I moaned into his mouth as our tongues touched each other. Our kiss escalated quickly as he pushed my back onto the wall. "Jump," he said. I quickly followed his instructions. I jumped into his arms and he carried me to his table, placing me down as we continued kissing. I honestly don't know how we even got here. I only planned on hugging him out of joy, but then we suddenly started kissing. How did we even get here anyway? Let’s rewind back a couple of minutes. I hugged him out of gratefulness. I thought I was going to sacrifice myself and go to Sir Charles' territory to resolve this situation, but Luciano stayed with me throughout the week, untiringly looking for evidence to bring him down. "We did it," I said. He was surprised for a second, but he eventually returned the hug. I felt so warm in his arms, so I snuggled deeper into his chest, breathing in his scent. He let out a chuckle. "Did you just sniff me?" I glared at him and playfully pinched his bicep. "Shut
Thalia I followed Luciano out of the room and into his office. He heavily sat down on his chair and let out a tired sigh. His eyes and stance show how the conversation affected his mentality. For a second, I felt quite bad for him, and I also feel like the reason why the negotiation fell through is because of me. "Are you alright?" I warily asked, sitting in front of him. He opened his eyes and nodded his head. "Of course. Why wouldn't I be alright?" I pursed my lips together and didn't say anything anymore. Even if he says he's alright, I could tell that he wasn't. I let out a deep breath and came up with a bizarre idea. "Umm," I cleared my throat. "Maybe we should just listen to your father's suggestion." He was tapping his pen against the table, and he instantly stopped when he heard my suggestion. "Huh?" he asked, his face scrunched up in a frown. I sighed and leaned back on my seat. "Maybe we should just listen to Don Emiliano," I repeated. "We could go back to Sir Cha
Thalia "No." I tried to keep my face as neutral as possible after hearing those words. Charles wanted me in exchange for his land and Luciano just disagreed. I thought he was going to agree in a heartbear since this negotiation is very important to the clan. However, he outright refused his proposition. "No?" Charles raised one eyebrow. "I'm giving you a good deal, Luciano. I won't even ask for much money. Just give me your pretty little guard over there," he glanced at me, giving me a sultry look. "I'm giving you one last chance, Luciano. Take the deal and you'll have my lands without any problem." Luciano uncrossed his legs and leaned closer to Charles. "My answer is still no, Mr. Charles. You can ask for additional money, but you can't take my guard as compensation." A small smile appeared on my lips. As much as I wanted to help the Romano clan with this negotiation, I honestly don't think that I'll be able to do it. So, I'm quite thankful for Luciano for not giving me away to
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