Luciano's POV I cried till my head become heavy and no tears flowed anymore. I haven't cried this way in a long time and it made me uncomfortable because I hated the feeling of weakness and crying made me weak. Alita's death crumbled me and I became a shadow of myself for four years then Amara came into my life. She looked just like Alita and reminded me of her so I decided to keep her. I made some research on her background and discovered that it was her parents that I killed several years back. But it wasn't that way she meant it! I didn't mean to and I only shot at ach of them once. Still, She was an orphan because of me and now, I understood why she was bitter with me. She was gone without trace and no one was around to comfort me. My chest tightened and I began to hyperventilate, the feeling of anxiety washed over me, so I rushed towards my drawer and took my drugs. I had stopped taking it for a long time ever since I had the discus
Amara's POV My night was restless and my stomach kept grumbling in hunger. I felt bile rise up my throat severally but whenever I rushed to the toilet, nothing came out because my stomach was empty. I felt so hungry so I sat up and began to scream not minding the time and if others were still sleeping. My stomach felt empty and it hurt me to know that I hadn't tasted food for some days now, I wouldn't have been too affected if not for my pregnancy. "Somebody help me!" I screamed again when no one listened to me. Then the door creaked slightly open and Dee came inside the room, looking tired. He sat down beside me and tried entwining my palm with his but I refused because I was angry and irritated. "I want to leave this place," I informed him. "Why?" He asked calmly and I glared at him wishing he could die by merely looking at me. "I'm pregnant, Dee, but you don't even take care of me. I haven't eaten for days neither has my baby and you'
Amara's POV I woke up feeling weak and tired as usual then I noticed that I was in a different room; the bedsheets looked different and the painting of the room wasn't the same with the other one. I recalled what happened earlier and was disgusted with myself, if peeling my skin was possible I would have done it. I cried harder and wondered why Luciano and his brother loved to abuse women. What looked funny was that I once had some feelings for him and even wanted to be with him. He made me happy and I made him too, I didn't know he had a warped mindset and was waiting for the right time for me to fall into his trap. Memories of how Dee molested me flooded my mind and made me cringe, I felt used and cheap. I puked on myself and felt more disgusted as I went to knock on his door since my room was adjoined with his. Though I was naked, I kept knocking till Dee opened the door and dragged me into the bathroom. "Let me be, I just want to be out of he
Luciano's POV I didn't expect that I would be tempted to raid Dee's house after the search I carried out some days back. When I ended the conversation with Jordan who hid under the guise of being a therapist, I became restless. Even the drugs couldn't calm my anxiety so I mobilized some of my men and we all headed to Dee's house I looked around, angry that he wasn't even around. I learnt from his maids that he had left and had obviously taken Amara with him. I became mad at myself for not coming sooner, or I would have met him before leaving. Some of his guards lay dead on the ground while the maids and servants were tied up on the chair, pleading with me silently not to kill them. Then I called him via video call and he picked it immediately like he had been expecting my call. I saw Amara looking pale and haggard; her face was bruised and her mouth was swollen. The sight made me feel sick instantly and I almost cried. I watched Dee yank hair and pu
Luciano's POV I tried not to think of what he was doing to Amara but my imaginations kept going wild. Dee knew how possessive I was about whatever belonged to me and since I fell in love with Amara, I became extra possessive. I swore to kill him if I ever set my eyes on him because he had the audacity to take what belonged to me. I had always loathed him but it had become worse for several reasons. I was still thinking about what was going on between Dee and Amarawhile sitting in my car, uncertain of what to do next when I got a call from Massimo informing me that he was already at my house waiting for me. So I asked him to wait that I was coming over and drove away with some of my men. I took over the driving so that I wouldn't think about the problems that surrounded me. It hurt me to know that I would finally part ways with Shuri after doing everything to protect her. There were two reasons I agreed to give her away; he told me that he could help me in
Luciano's POV While I waited for him, still looking for ways to open the door, it swung open and she came out with bloodstains on her white blouse. I searched for injuries on her but didn't find any which got me relieved. Then I took a glance at the car and discovered that the driver was dead, implying that she shot him. Massimo came back with a stone but dropped it when he saw that she was fine. He went closer to her but she moved back and brought out a gun and waved it at us. I wasn't scared because I knew that she was traumatized, I was only bothered because I wasn't sure Massimo shared the same view with me. I knew better than to go close to her because it would cause her to pull the trigger and shoot out of fear. "Calm down, Shuri. It hasn't gotten to this," I said calmly. "Don't tell me to calm Down, Luciano. You're the reason for everything happening right now. I've been trying to think of what I did wrong to make you want to hand me over to this bastard," She ref
Luciano's POV My night was sleepless because I kept watching Shuri and Gio through my camera. Apart from Amara, they were very important to me and since Massimo was still lurking around, I had to ensure that they were safe. Stefano's death was painful but I consoled myself with the fact that he betrayed me even after everything I had done for him. I remembered the last conversation we had and how he told me that he was happy about their salary increase. He was even happy that I had fallen in love again and I wondered why he defected even when I paid him so much. I was beginning to lose trust in my men because it was appalling to discover that two of my trusted men were traitors. After watching them for sometime, I went to visit Luca at the dungeon. I wasn't so surprised about his betrayal because I had been suspecting him for some time and my confrontation with Massimo gave him the chance to reveal who he really was. I got into the dungeon after the door had been opened for
Dee's POV One of the things that got me enraged easily was when someone compared me to others, especially people that were favored more than me. And the fact that Amara kept comparing me to my brother pissed me off badly. That asshole keeps getting all I want! I broke off the washing hand basin and smashed it on the ground, then pulled the shower stand which broke into pieces and the water and water began to leak from the broken pipe. I wasn't bothered because it would be taken care off. "Stop comparing me to him," I yelled, and threw a vase on the tiled floor but she didn't stop talking. "You're nothing but a dirty rapist, a coward. You can't even confront a fellow man because you are a lily-livered piece of shit," She bantered. "Mind your words, Amara. You're really making me go crazy right now," I warned her still pacing around so that I wouldn't hit her. "I'll rather be with Luciano's corpse than to have you fuck my ass," She