And I left a small detail about Diego, who managed to catch it?
Diego: “Lea, stop,” I said, looking at my mate whose eyes were welled up with tears. The rage that I saw in her body language was not one that I understood, especially when I knew that she walked out of the room being at peace despite everything that we both knew that we were going to have to deal with. “What? What the fucking hell do you want?” She asked, bursting out. I stood back, frowning in confusion as I tried to understand what was bothering her. I didn’t know what happened in the first place, but I knew that she wasn’t going to come back this angry out of nothing. “What do you all want from me?” “Lea, what happened?” I asked, shaking my head in question. “Talk to me, neonata…” “Why? What good would it bring me? Would you help me solve everything that seems to be piling up? Because if you will, please, by all fucking means, do so.” She said, raising her hands in mock surrender. “I am alone in a world that requires nothing more than for me to be a liar and traitor. My father
Lea: I frowned when I saw that we weren’t going to the restaurant. “Diego…” “We are going somewhere, as for work, I already sent a message to James that I am sick and that you’re with me.” He said, pulling his phone out of his pocket as he stopped the car in front of a traffic light. The fact that he was driving to begin with was something that I didn’t like. I knew that he wasn’t supposed to be exhausting it, but the man refused to listen, and though I understood that his reason was for me; I couldn’t help but find it sweet. “I don’t know whether to comment on the fact that he was more than open to give a day off because I, your girlfriend, am tending to your injured leg, or the fact that you actually messaged the man in the first place. You know that you didn’t have to consider that I told you that I planned on going to work.” I said, and he nodded in understanding. “But I know that you aren’t in the right state of mind to go to work, and there is somewhere that I want to go. I
Diego: Lea didn’t say a word as she listened to what I told her, and though I could tell that she was fighting an urge, she stayed in her place, allowing me to vent and let out what I was feeling. My heart ached, and the guilt that I felt was one that I couldn’t describe no matter how hard I tried. It wasn’t until I was done that she curled up as the two of us sat beside my brother’s tombstone, looking at the ground where he was buried. The pain was never to die as I didn’t know how I was even able to look at my mother without feeling the guilt of being the reason behind her son’s death. “Well, it seems to me that we are going to have a lot to deal with now that I know that Cosimo, the man who is playing the act of friend, initially wants me dead.” Lea said, taking a deep breath. “You aren’t going to yell at me?” I asked, shaking my head. “Get up, reject me, leave…” “While I have a lot on my mind, and believe me, none of the ideas that are going through my mind are going to be on
Lea: I couldn’t help but find myself getting lost in a thousand thoughts as I looked at Diego as the two of us walked inside the house. Luna Claudia, who saw us, frowned at the sight of her son’s limp. Her eyes met mine and the woman got up momentarily before taking a seat once again. “I am going to ask this question once, and I expect an answer from the two of you. A proper answer, and neither one of you is going to be lying about it.” She said, looking at Diego and I. He had his arm wrapped around my waist, and though I wanted to help him as he walked, the man refused, being the stubborn Alpha that he was. “Did you have anything to do with what happened in the bank yesterday?” I sucked in a harsh breath and Diego looked between Giovanni and his mother for a second before nodding. “Lea was attacked. I don’t know who did it, but the man’s…” “And what the fuck were you doing there?” Luna Claudia asked, looking at her son. “Last I heard from you, you were heading to the company,
Diego: “What happened?” Mom asked, shaking her head in question, now clearly allowing herself to show the weakness that she felt. I looked at her for a second too long and she shook her head in question, waiting for a response. “There is a lot going on, mama. And we are going to have to deal with it our way. It is dangerous, as you may know…” “Diego, you are not going to go against your father…” “What does Cosimo have to do with this?” I asked, frowning in confusion. The fact that she was still calling him my father was something that made my insides churn, especially when I knew that the man didn’t deserve that title anymore. I had to admit, I was more than a little thankful for the fact that I chose to speak to Lea. Her words, the way she looked at me, and her tone. Everything about the situation made it a whole lot easier for me, and I knew that I wouldn’t choose to change it for anything. “What do you mean…? Diego, you are not making yourself new enemies when you are barely g
Renata: “I don’t understand how you’re allowing all this to happen, Luna Claudia.” I said, shaking my head at the woman. Her eyes met mine and she pinched the bridge of her nose. I knew that she didn’t want to hear this, but then again, she never wanted to hear anything that held any sense of reason when her son was involved, even when it concerned his safety against his own word. I walked toward her, careful not to take too many risks as I knew that I was still walking on thin ice with her. And slowly extending my hand, I took hers in mine, squeezing it gently. “Please, Luna, the woman is only going to get Diego killed with her actions…” “You are the last person to be talking to me about what I should and shouldn’t be worried about when it concerns my son. Considering the fact that you not only carried a bastard, but also you also hid your pregnancy well enough for us not to sense it, and were going to pretend that he was my son’s heir.” She snapped, throwing her anger out on me. I
Diego: “What do you plan on doing?” Mario asked, pinching the bridge of his nose, knowing well enough that not only were we going to have to convince Lea and Ezra to actually talk before getting along, but now I had the issue of mom. Had I known that he would be coming here, I would have managed to talk to her, but it seemed to me that fate often has its own plans with me. “I don’t know,” I said, choosing to be honest. “A part of me understands her concern more than anything. She has risked more than one should to ensure that we are safe and that no one harms us. But another part knows that this is not something that I have to be speaking to her about. The two of us are well aware of the responsibility that I hold in my position, and she of all people knows that it comes with its own dangers.” “But I believe that you don’t know that she knows a lot more…” “Enough, Mario.” Mom said, entering the office. Both Giovanni and I frowned and she glared at the man for a second before walkin
Lea:“What’s up with him?” Ezra asked, nodding at the garden where Mario was standing by himself, seeming lost in thoughts.“I am not sure,” I said, shaking my head in question. “Wasn’t he in the office with Diego?”“That’s what I thought,” he said, nodding at me to walk to the man.“I take it that you already regret us coming here.” Ezra teased, wrapping an arm around Mario from behind. He smiled and shook his head before he noticed that I was a step behind them. “You two came together?” He asked, raising an eyebrow. “Ironically.” Ezra replied, making me laugh. I was yet to thank the man for standing up to Renata for me, and though I wasn’t planning on arguing with the woman, his approach was something that forced her back despite the fact that I knew that she wouldn’t have done so. “And you didn’t burn the house down, no one heard the two of you fighting, and you’ve been standing here for more than thirty seconds without sending random comebacks at one another?” He asked, and I s