When they reached the room, Luca helped Sara to the bed and gently covered her with the sheets. He was really trying to play the caring husband role so well, if not for the fact that she is the black sheep of her family, at least for the fact that she is crippled. He dropped her and flashed her a smile, but instead, Sara glared at him with intense hostility. Luca quickly entered the bathroom and took his bath. After he was done, he moved on to the bed, but Sara quickly snapped, "What do you think you are doing?" He looked up at her skeptically. "I'm trying to sleep." "Here?" she laughed. "You must be sick to think I will let you share a bed with me!" "Then where do you want me to sleep?" Luca was shocked. So all the wifey things she was doing outside, there was just to piss off her mom and sister. Nothing more! Luca sighed deeply. He didn't know where else to go and quietly left the room, making sure to close the door behind him. He went to the other rooms that were empty, but th
Well, it was Debby!A wave of shock washed over Luca as he saw Debby. She hadn't noticed him yet and was still engrossed in her computer.When she raised her head to see who they had assigned to her, her eyes widened in shock.It was as if she had seen a ghost, but she quickly composed herself. Of course, she saw herself as the bigger person, and Luca was just a loser who happened to be dating her friend months back.But wait, he was wearing the latest design of a Louis Vuitton suit and Prada shoes!"A loser doesn't wear something as expensive as that. The whole outfit is worth about $280,000!" she thought to herself.Did he win the lottery or something? Or maybe he rented the suit just to look good for the interview and deceive them. Well, she knew him too well and believed he deserved nothing more than a cleaner or driver position."Oh my god! Who do we have here in search of a job?" she teased, walking closer to him. She rose from her chair with an authoritative tone. "Where is you
With that, Luca sat back on one of the couches in Debby's office while she went to take care of things. There was a mirror in front of him, and he quickly glanced at his reflection in a Louis Vuitton suit. Of course, he looked dashing.First, he wanted to become a General Manager, and General Managers wore corporate attire, so he needed to have one. It was time to go and cash the cheque that George had given him so he could get more outfits as look good, Atleast when his in-law's see him they would approve of their daughter. He thought to himself and left the office quickly.He hailed a cab to the bank and quietly entered. He walked over to the counter to inquire about the withdrawal process, but his eyes met a very familiar figure. It was Dre, the senior dancer at the apple strip club.At the bank."Whoa!" Dre stopped in his tracks. "Who do we have here?"Dre laughed when he looked at Luca's outfit. "Don't tell me you borrowed some clothes to come to work. White-collar job? Come on,
Luca's face went white with shock as he slowly bent down and picked up the cheque. He kept looking at it, unable to determine if it was fake or authentic. If he had been given a fake cheque, he would be in serious trouble."Is this a fake cheque?" Another banker approached Quinn and asked, to which she nodded. "Yes, take a look. I believe he was trying to scam us."Luca felt a surge of annoyance as they continued to accuse him wrongly, but he suppressed his words. Now he had to return to the Santaro Hotel and ask George if his cheque was indeed fake."Don't these scammers have any shame?" The banker walked closer to Luca and snatched the cheque from him. Luca's eyes widened in shock at the man's rude manner as he tore the cheque into pieces and threw them in Luca's face."There you go, eat it! I know you're probably thinking of which other bank you can try to scam, but news flash, idiot, you can't pick up the pieces and stitch them back together," he mocked.Luca stood there with clen
When they entered the manager's office, it was only Rosa and Luca who went inside. The other men stood by outside the door, ready to intervene if something were to happen to their mistress.Luca couldn't take his eyes off Rosa. His thoughts were racing as he tried to figure out who she might be to help him in such a way. Meanwhile, Quinn and the other bankers couldn't stop talking about the earlier incident."So he knew Miss Rosa," one of them said."I'm shocked! How could he know Miss Rosa? I never expected that. Not in a million years!""What if she just wanted to help him? Maybe for some... extracurricular services. Didn't you hear he's a stripper at the Apple Club?" another person chimed in, and when they asked Quinn, she confirmed it.However, Rosa cleared her throat when she saw the bank manager. "Good afternoon, sir. How are you doing after our successful business transaction the other day?"The old man's lips twitched into a smile immediately. "Oh, Rosa, you're an angel. I can
After about a thirty-minute drive, Larosa pulled up in front of a gate, and the security quickly opened the door and bowed to her. She parked her car in the garage, and they both got out.As they stepped out of the car and onto the driveway, Luca couldn't help but gawk at the grandeur before him. Larosa's house was like a palatial estate. The entrance was flanked by towering stone columns, and the doors were made of solid oak adorned with intricate carvings.Entering the house, he was struck by the opulence that surrounded him. The foyer boasted a sweeping staircase, its banister made of polished marble. The walls were adorned with priceless artwork, including both photos of Larosa and the Mafia logo. Luca couldn't stop gawking at the artwork of himself on the wall—it was actually a piece depicting him and Larosa when they graduated from middle school."You still have this?" he turned to Rosa.She nodded. "Of course, I still have it. I thought I wouldn't see you again, so it was the o
A stab of annoyance knotted Luca's stomach, and his face went white with anger. He felt the woman's words dig into his skin. Life was really funny; most of the time, when he got insulted, it was because his dressing wasn't up to par. And now, what? He was wearing a Louis Vuitton suit, so what now?"Who allowed such a person in here? This place isn't for beggars!" The remark hit Luca like a tidal wave.But then the receptionist turned to him. "Why are you wearing those clothes? Who brought you in here? I mean, who even allowed you in here? Your kind isn't allowed here," the lady said, a bit angry.Luca looked at his clothes and inwardly hissed. That was when he noticed he had left his jacket at Rosa's place, and the white collar of his inner shirt was stained with spilled wine.He sighed. "I'm sorry. I ran into someone, and wine accidentally spilled on me. I just want to buy Billionaire Vodka. I'm not a beggar."The lady looked at him for a while. From her expression, it was clear as d
The nicely dressed lady looked at Luca and hissed, "Please stop the noise. This is not your house."Luca didn't want to say anything to her; he just scowled at her and turned back to the receptionist. "Why would you let her slide in her card for payment first when clearly I was here first? What code of conduct states so?" he sneered.The receptionist looked over at him and sighed. "Look, it's not about who came here first; it's about who can pay for what you just mentioned!"Luca was stunned. He scoffed, "Did I ever say I can't pay for it? Did I?""I didn't say some six thousand five hundred dollars or maybe somewhat kind of six hundred and fifty dollars. I clearly said sixty-five thousand dollars!" the lady frowned, clearly tired of Luca's persistence."And so?" Luca asked, clearly pissed. "I was never deaf, so take my card and do the transaction. I need to go home to my family, and it's late. I need some bed rest for tomorrow's ordeal."The receptionist nodded her head in disappoint
Luca sat at his table with Blue next to him as she explained the surge in revenue of the hotel and its clubs in the last few months.The soft glow of the hotel's lobby lights cast a warm ambiance as Luca listened intently to Blue's presentation. She clicked a remote, and a graph displaying the hotel's revenue appeared on the screen behind her."As you can see, sir, our revenue has increased by 25% in the last quarter," Blue explained, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "And if we break it down further, we can see that the clubs have been a major contributor to this surge. I just know Lord Ercole would be so proud of the tactics you have used in his investments and brought up the revenue."Luca nodded thoughtfully, his eyes scanning the graph. "That's impressive, Blue. I'm glad we could make a change."Blue smiled, confident in her analysis. "Well, I think it's a combination of factors. Our marketing strategy has been on point, and we've seen a significant increase in foot traffic. Ad
Luca sat at his table with Blue next to him as she explained the surge in revenue of the hotel and its clubs in the last few months.The soft glow of the hotel's lobby lights cast a warm ambiance as Luca listened intently to Blue's presentation. She clicked a remote, and a graph displaying the hotel's revenue appeared on the screen behind her."As you can see, sir, our revenue has increased by 25% in the last quarter," Blue explained, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "And if we break it down further, we can see that the clubs have been a major contributor to this surge. I just know Lord Ercole would be so proud of the tactics you have used in his investments and brought up the revenue."Luca nodded thoughtfully, his eyes scanning the graph. "That's impressive, Blue. I'm glad we could make a change."Blue smiled, confident in her analysis. "Well, I think it's a combination of factors. Our marketing strategy has been on point, and we've seen a significant increase in foot traffic. Ad
Sara's eyes widened in shock as Madam Ivy's words cut through her like a knife. She felt like she had been punched in the gut, her breath caught in her throat. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Madam Ivy's announcement was a clear attack on her, a way to discredit her and eliminate her from the running for CEO that was clearly her birthright. She had given her all to the company all her life.Sara was taken aback by the sudden attack from her Grandmother. If anything, Madam Ivy's enemy should be Jacob and not her.Her face turned red with rage as she tried to process what was happening. She couldn't believe that Madam Ivy would stoop so low, using her marriage status against her. She felt a surge of anger and humiliation, her eyes darting around the room to see if anyone else was reacting to Madam Ivy's cruel words, but everyone seemed fine with what she said.Luca, who was sitting next to her, shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He looked at everyone, and they looked like the
Back at the Edward family house, it was exactly 6:56 pm when Luca joined the ongoing dinner table in the dining room. Everyone was present, with Jacob and his mother inclusive. It was just one person missing that everyone was waiting for.A couple of minutes later, the door swung open and about three maids helped Madam Ivy to the dining table. One of the maids wrapped her hands around Madam Ivy's waist, and the other one had her hands over her shoulders as a wedge. They pulled the chair out and helped her to settle down into it. Meanwhile, as they helped her slowly to the chair, Luca, who had seen her current condition, couldn't help but stifle his laughter, but then it was too late, and his smirk caught everyone's attention except Grandpa, who had his head downwards.Once Sara noticed the smirk on his face, it flashed back into her memory... he has another family! Her face paled up immediately, and she clenched her hands, crumpling her dress under the table. She couldn't believe he h
Sara's eyes widened in shock as Madam Ivy's words cut through her like a knife. She felt like she had been punched in the gut, her breath caught in her throat. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Madam Ivy's announcement was a clear attack on her, a way to discredit her and eliminate her from the running for CEO that was clearly her birthright. She had given her all to the company all her life.Sara was taken aback by the sudden attack from her Grandmother. If anything, Madam Ivy's enemy should be Jacob and not her.Her face turned red with rage as she tried to process what was happening. She couldn't believe that Madam Ivy would stoop so low, using her marriage status against her. She felt a surge of anger and humiliation, her eyes darting around the room to see if anyone else was reacting to Madam Ivy's cruel words, but everyone seemed fine with what she said.Luca, who was sitting next to her, shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He looked at everyone, and they looked like the
Sara's eyes widened in shock as Madam Ivy's words cut through her like a knife. She felt like she had been punched in the gut, her breath caught in her throat. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Madam Ivy's announcement was a clear attack on her, a way to discredit her and eliminate her from the running for CEO that was clearly her birthright. She had given her all to the company all her life.Sara was taken aback by the sudden attack from her Grandmother. If anything, Madam Ivy's enemy should be Jacob and not her.Her face turned red with rage as she tried to process what was happening. She couldn't believe that Madam Ivy would stoop so low, using her marriage status against her. She felt a surge of anger and humiliation, her eyes darting around the room to see if anyone else was reacting to Madam Ivy's cruel words, but everyone seemed fine with what she said.Luca, who was sitting next to her, shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He looked at everyone, and they looked like the
Sara's eyes widened in shock as Madam Ivy's words cut through her like a knife. She felt like she had been punched in the gut, her breath caught in her throat. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Madam Ivy's announcement was a clear attack on her, a way to discredit her and eliminate her from the running for CEO that was clearly her birthright. She had given her all to the company all her life.Sara was taken aback by the sudden attack from her Grandmother. If anything, Madam Ivy's enemy should be Jacob and not her.Her face turned red with rage as she tried to process what was happening. She couldn't believe that Madam Ivy would stoop so low, using her marriage status against her. She felt a surge of anger and humiliation, her eyes darting around the room to see if anyone else was reacting to Madam Ivy's cruel words, but everyone seemed fine with what she said.Luca, who was sitting next to her, shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He looked at everyone, and they looked like the
At the Edward family mansion..Back at the Edward family house, it was exactly 6:56 pm when Luca joined the ongoing dinner table in the dining room. Everyone was present, with Jacob and his mother inclusive. It was just one person missing that everyone was waiting for.A couple of minutes later, the door swung open and about three maids helped Madam Ivy to the dining table. One of the maids wrapped her hands around Madam Ivy's waist, and the other one had her hands over her shoulders as a wedge. They pulled the chair out and helped her to settle down into it. Meanwhile, as they helped her slowly to the chair, Luca, who had seen her current condition, couldn't help but stifle his laughter, but then it was too late, and his smirk caught everyone's attention except Grandpa, who had his head downwards.Once Sara noticed the smirk on his face, it flashed back into her memory... he has another family! Her face paled up immediately, and she clenched her hands, crumpling her dress under the t
At the Edward family mansion..Back at the Edward family house, it was exactly 6:56 pm when Luca joined the ongoing dinner table in the dining room. Everyone was present, with Jacob and his mother inclusive. It was just one person missing that everyone was waiting for.A couple of minutes later, the door swung open and about three maids helped Madam Ivy to the dining table. One of the maids wrapped her hands around Madam Ivy's waist, and the other one had her hands over her shoulders as a wedge. They pulled the chair out and helped her to settle down into it. Meanwhile, as they helped her slowly to the chair, Luca, who had seen her current condition, couldn't help but stifle his laughter, but then it was too late, and his smirk caught everyone's attention except Grandpa, who had his head downwards.Once Sara noticed the smirk on his face, it flashed back into her memory... he has another family! Her face paled up immediately, and she clenched her hands, crumpling her dress under the t