Luciano's POV Morning came quicker than I wanted as my body felt like a trailer had rode on it. Sleeping was supposed to take away half of the exhaustion, instead I drowned in it. Amara would have helped to ease my burden but my chicken-shit brother still held onto her. I had bad plans for him, and something told me that I was closing in on him already. I only hoped that he wouldn't sell Amara before I got to him. "What do you think is the best way for us to attack Arianna's mansion now that she is dead?" I asked my men and Gio, feeling better after dousing two cups of strong coffee. Ignoring my tiredness, I had my bath and asked Raul to inform everyone that we were having a meeting. Massimo's visit to Arianna was to scare me and nothing else. He tracked me wherever I went so it wasn't hard for him to know that I was with her. The only reason I didn't engage in a fight with him was because it wasn't my place, neither was his. "I don't think
Amara's POV It was difficult ignoring the fact that Dee no longer cared about me like he used too. He wasn't interested in my health and he rarely coerced me to have my bath. Even when he came into the room and saw me quiet, he'd ignored me and picked whatever he wanted and left. I shouldn't have been affected by his nonchalance but I was. I pretended that I didn't notice anything and minded my business. The only thing my heart craved for was leaving his house. I hadn't thought about where I would go if I eventually escaped but I didn't care though it was risky. Being without a husband in the mafia world meant exposing yourself to all kinds of hurt. And it would be worse for me, since people knew that I belonged to Luciano. I smirked, remembering that he wasn't just looking for me because he loved me but also to redeem his pride and save his face from the other Capos that wouldn't keep their mouth shut. He came into the room with a tray, and my n
Amara's POV I stared at the mirror, observing the minor changes in my body. I had gotten more round than before which was as a result of my pregnancy. The red dress I was asked to wear fit tightly to my skin. Dee wanted me out of the room to somewhere I didn't know so he asked me to dress up nicely. I was surprised that he allowed me to do everything on my own, unlike the last time that Mariam was around to make me feel like a piece of shit. I did my make-up to the best of my ability and I was happy that it came out fine. Using makeup wasn't my thing because I never had the time to look good. Everyone around me regarded me as a worthless person and since I didn't care, I gave them a show with my quirky dressing. When I still picked pockets, I had to wear baggy pants so that there would be enough space for me to keep the money I had stolen. "Are you ready?" Dee asked, staring at me warily while I watched his movements through the mirro
Amara's POV I stared at him indignantly waiting for him to hit me or push me like he would have done but he surprised me by doing nothing. I was even more surprised when I saw his scary expression turn sad, making me wonder what was going on with him. "No one loves me," He complained again, while I was irritated that he whined like a child. If the boss acted like him then the enemies would have destroyed us a long time ago. He had forgotten that love wasn't what he needed. For him to achieve anything as one of the mafia mobs, he had to earn respect from his equals and that couldn't happen if he continued to show weakness. "Who doesn't love you?" I asked to show concern. "My family," He replied and I rolled my eyes while he didn't watch. "You don't earn love, Dee. You have to fight for it. In our world, men don't care about love. What they need is to be fea
Amara's POV The time ticked slowly and even now it was just five in the evening. I hadn't seen Dee since his confession yesterday evening then he brought me dinner at night and I barely managed to eat it. Not like he considered it a confession, to him saying that he killed my parents was to instill fear in me. I had stifled a yawn severally but it didn't stop the tiredness from sinking in. My body was cold and I was also very hungry. Since Dee didn't bring me food and had me locked in the room, no one else could try even if they wanted to. The only person that might have cared about me was Mariam, but I hadn't seen her in a while and I hoped that Dee hadn't killed her or sent her away. Memories of the argument I had with Luciano the day Obinna sent me the video of my parents murder flooded my mind. I had only one wish and that was to see Luciano again even if it was just for a minute. It took me getting kidnapped and facing torture to realize that he wasn't as bad as I thought he
Luciano's POV I sat on my armchair, staring at Obinna while he talked non stop. Though I had other issues, watching him interact with Gio and the other men helped to distract me. "Amara is carrying my child. Are you aware?" I asked and he stared at me with his eyes widened in surprise. "Congratulations, bro. You know, in my country, Nigeria, you aren't considered a man until you have children of your own. And once some of us realizes that our wives are incapable of turning our sperm into children, we find a mistress or take a second wife," He lectured me while I massaged my temples. Fuck! I want to kill this man. I imagined how cheating on Amara would make her feel and I shook the thought off my head. I had already decided not to hurt her so cheating was not an option. It was very important that every mafioso had an heir that would taken over his position either as a capo, a consiglier or an underboss. Though I had Gio, people didn't consi
Luciano's POV He looked away from gaze and stared at his feet but I didn't allow his scared demeanour to discourage me from interrogating him. "How did you get the link, Gio?" My voice came out more sternly than I wanted. "I don't know, dad. I haven't checked the link yet," He said, then opened his laptop and brought it to me. He scrolled to the message containing the link and shrugged. I asked him to click on it and he did and we discovered that Jordan was the sender. I smirked. Dee was being a proud jerk and he didn't realise that he was losing people's loyalty to him. I tried to reflect on what would have caused Jordan to release something the link to Dee's camera. It was nothing else but jealousy. Since Dee had Amara, Jordan couldn't control his anger toward Dee for making him look like a fool so he did this in revenge. Though I wasn't there in his house to confirm the truth, I knew that I was right.********** I was still under t
Luciano's POV Raul drove into the premise of the school and then floored the engine. Gabriel was the first to leave the car, then I followed suit and scrutinized the building quietly. I had to make sure that we weren't going to be ambushed thereby causing a scene during the event. Massimo was still lurking around so I had to be careful or I wouldn't be able to protect my loved ones. I took a glance at Gio who looked charming and handsome in his three piece beige suit that fit like a second skin. His hair had been styled in a comb-over which gave him a matured look. "Are you ready, son?" I asked and he nodded, squaring his shoulders confidently. He looked happier than I had seen him in days. After our conversation that night, he became more jovial and became a constant presence in my life. He also got more interested in my business which gladdened my heart. Things were finally falling in place but it wouldn't be perfect until Amara