Andrea paced around in his large living room, obviously disturbed. Tumbler in hand, he gulped down the remains of his vodka, trying to calm down but jealousy raged his body. How could that scoundrel overthrone him just like that?! He'd been there. He was always the heir and he'd ensure it stayed that way. But the reality of his father's decision infuriated him all over again. The tumbler went flying across the room.“Mio figlio (my son)”.His mother's voice came, stealthily but bold from behind. She walked up to him and caressed his bold jawline. “Mio figlio, vere erede” (my son, true heir).“You shouldn't waste your anger on that… good for nothing boy”.“That good for nothing boy dares to inherit the whole Rodriguez fortune. Now that father has made him head over our home company, who knows what next!? Heir and inheritor?...”“Shhh…son. Hush there now. I had plans for you even before your birth. I have set your path and it, my dear child,it must align”, she paused momentarily, grinni
“Asher! I'm in trouble! Some guys… they've been following me for a while and last night they almost tried to rape me! Now I'm in the café and they're here too. Come please! I need your help”.Elena sent a live location after the message and waited for it to indicate read. As upset as he was, she knew he wasn't heartless.“You can rot in hell for all I care”.“Please Asher, I'm begging you. They are armed and the café is rapidly emptying. I think they want to kidnap me. Please Asher. My dad's been in some bad debt lately”.The text messages came bugging Asher's phone. He didn't want to believe her but he knew in his heart that he'd eventually come for her, no matter how many times he tried to convince himself that this was one of her many tricks to get to him. Did she really think he'd ever forgive her?. That was a no! But she was definitely right about one thing! She'd made him emotionally unstable. And yes, he wasn't over her yet.Elena kept bugging him, pleading with him to come urg
“Sofia?”Sofia raised her head from her computer.“The boss wants to see you.”Sofia Brown, a straight blonde, hurriedly put on her pumps. “Mr. Emilio must want the files”She took them in hand, walking briskly to the office.Riccardo opened the door.“Oh, Signore (Mister) Riccardo. It's a delight to see you!”“Piacere mio, bella”(my pleasure,beautiful)Riccardo said, letting her in.Sofia blushed. “Grazie (thank you) Signore Riccardo”“And where did you learn to speak Italian, Sofia?”“Good morning sir”, Sofia said hastily bowing. She hadn't noticed when Asher had come from the adjacent office.“Ahh, Miss Brown speaks excellent Italian young master, her mother's a native of my place”.“Interesting… how come I missed out on this information?”.“You didn't… I didn't think it was a requirement sir.” Sofia tugged her hair shyly behind her ears.“That's no problem. Have your seat”. Sofia was sure she didn't hear right.“Ssss… sit? I have the files here.. sir. I sorted them out yesterday a
“Sasha…”.“Yes babe”.“You know that I'm the only heir right?”.“Of course. I mean, Emilio can be head of a thousand companies, you still remain the heir”“Of course. But my patience is growing thin. Emilio's presence is making time go by so sluggishly. He’s intruding”.Sasha was a bit frightened. “So what do you plan on doing?”.“Put him on leave for a little while."“You don't plan on killing him do you?” Sasha who was lying down in his things now sat up to face him.“Tell me, what are his … allergies?”Sasha stared pale into Andrea's eyes. A dark smile creeped over him. He bent his head to kiss her neck, proceeding to her shoulders. “You are going to help me Sasha, aren't you. Remember, I'm the heir. I must take my place and with you by my side to become one of the world's richest females.”The thought of becoming influential excited her. She giggled as he moved his hands through the thin lace of her nightie.“Allergies… allergies…”, Sasha tried to think. “Well, I noticed he doesn'
“Mariaaa!. Mariaaa!”, Vincenzo called out as soon as he got home.Maria came out in her long silver dress adorned in pearls. Her silver earrings with diamond studs dangled as she walked towards Vincenzo.He enveloped her in a big hug.“La mia adorabile moglie(My lovely wife), how was your day?” Maria patted her hair. She had just returned from the salon not too long ago.“Well, I stepped out to the salon today. Had some of that french parfait”“Ahh me too!” He said, walking her to the couch.“And where have you been?”“At the Salvatores' . We had a little umm … business meeting”Maria rolled her eyes. Mr Salvatore's wife disgusted her.“How's business?”“Splendid! I wonder how Emilio does it. He runs the company here so well. We had sealed three contracts just last week alone! The boy knows everything about business..”, Vincenzo chatted away excitedly but all Maria was filled with was more hate and resentment for him.“It’s simply incredibile, don't you think so, Maria?”, Vincenzo sa
Thud!This was the third time she was escaping since the previous week. Fortunately, the stakes today weren't as high as last time. Her father was out of the country for a business trip and she already had dinner.In less than thirty minutes, she was at The Garden. Marco, who was examining the dim light in the garden, didn't notice her. She wrapped her hands around him from behind.“Heyy”, he said, unwrapping her hands to face her. He placed his hands on her waist. “It's been a while”.“I've missed you”. She placed her hands around his neck and leaned for a kiss. But when Marco started going in for more, Luna withdrew.“Marco…”.He rolled his eyes.“Luna. Why do you keep doing this?” He placed his hands in his pocket, immediately upset.“It's not like that Marco. Look, we've talked about this”.“You are too…”.“What? I'm not loose enough for you? I'm too much of a princess?”, Luna shook her head. “ I totally risked…”“Hey, hey.'' He caressed her shoulders. “Let's not… waste our time
Sofia sat in the waiting room, waiting for the nurse to signal her when she could go in. She was overly anxious, her hands fidgeted and her feet tapped the floor uncontrollably. She'd been denied for two days now, the doctors saying that she wasn't strong enough for visitors. Dr. Grayford had taken time to explain her mother's state and the image kept reappearing in her head. There was no way she was going to be stable after this and work had made her far behind her therapy sessions.“Oh Sofie!” Varietta rushed to her cousin to give her a hug.“Varietta. What are you…?!”.“ I had to come as soon as I heard Zia (aunty) was sick. How is she?”.“You didn't have to fly all the way from… Texas?”“Brazil, darling", her cousin said, beaming with pride."Brazil? You guys have moved again"."Well, it's only been a few months".Sofia scratched the rash near the end of her upper arm."Well, I had no idea those few months!" Sofia hit her cousin playfully. Varietta laughed."Well, you are always b
Elena lay in the hospital bed, her body bruised and battered. Her eyes opened slightly, the blinding light of her room bulb piercing wickedly. The sterile, white walls seemed to close in around her, echoing the pain she felt inside. She felt entirely weak.Her head banged painfully. The sharp memories of the assault, she could still vividly see Finn kicking the shit out of her. She groaned as loud as her strength could carry. She reached for the emergency button, and pressed it.A nurse soon came to her ward.“Are you ok ma'am?”“I'm in so much. My head hurts so much.”“I'm so sorry. Give a minute to get your medication”The nurse administered some painkillers and a sedative so that Elena could rest. She'd been unsettled even after the medication.“My baby nurse. What happened to my baby?”Of course, her nurse couldn't tell her. The doctor had specifically instructed that she had no knowledge of her baby's death.“My baby.”Elena cried. “I lost it, didn't i?”“I can't tell you for sure