Somehow I managed to put a full stop to my father's worries. He assured me that there is complete safety inside this mansion. The security is really tight.We came to the conclusion that my kids need not attend the daycare. And when they grow enough to go to school, then something else will be done. But my father patted me on the back and tried to assure me that till then everything will be sorted.As far as my job is concerned, he told me to resign.It seemed like a big step. I don’t want to be a financial burden on my father. I am already living under his roof, he will be the one responsible for my kids. My job is the only way I feel independent, I can’t let go of it.For the first time in my life I was working and earning money. I gained so much knowledge and I could feel the difference in the old, naive Emilia and the new smart one. What I feel deep inside is that the job gives me an identity.All my life I was a burden to my family (people who adopted me), then the man I married.
I felt a lingering unease as I stepped into the library after a week away.I thought I was feeling this way because I have been at home for a whole week. Nobody wants to go to work after such a long rest. But it was a different feeling. The air was thick with an unsettling tension, an invisible fear that clung to the shelves and whispered through the quiet aisles. I don't know why was I feeling anxious.Salvatore dropped me to the library and I gave him the exact time when I will be free from work. He told me not to go anywhere and that he will be there to pick me up.My father trusts Salvatore blindly, I got to know that. He appointed Salvatore to take care of my security, but I told him to drop me and go back to the mansion back again.I don't want a bodyguard and I don't want to be a trouble for anyone.As for Aida and Emma, they are enjoying their childhood at my parents' house. They are no longer going to the day care. There are many maids who are taking care of my kids day and
My legs trembled beneath me as I managed to utter, "How... How are you still alive, Adriano?"This cannot be real.Maybe I am just dreaming with my eyes open. It's just a nightmare.He smirked, relishing my fear, yet offered no explanation. Instead, he asserted, "That's not important now. What matters is our daughter, Emma. My flesh and blood."I feel like puking just as he mentioned Emma's name.I don't want him to take my daughter's name out of his mouth.I hate the fact that he is addressing Emma as 'our' daughter. She is not his. He has no right to her.I recoiled at the mention of Emma, my precious daughter. The idea of Adriano claiming any rights over her sent a shiver down my spine. "You have no right to her," I retorted, my voice shaking but determined.I am willing to stand straight and confident, against this man, in order to keep my daughter safe and sound and out of Adriano's clutches.Adriano leaned straight, a wicked glint in his eyes. "Oh, but I do. I'm her father, and
Adriano left.As Adriano sauntered away, a chilling parting shot slipped from his lips, "See you soon, darling." The door clicked shut, leaving me alone in the suffocating silence of the office.I sank to the floor, legs giving way beneath the weight of fear and worry.How is he even alive? Am I dreaming? Is this for real?Before leaving he threatened me with one more thing, "Don't tell anyone about me, Emilia. Or I swear on my life I will not only take Emma away from you, but make your life a living hell."His words echoed in my mind, a sinister promise that sent shivers down my spine. The room felt colder, the air heavier, as the reality of his return settled in.I feel sick.I hugged myself, as if trying to shield from the invisible menace Adriano brought with him. Suddenly I was feeling cold. I felt like I was going to have a fever.The simple promise of his imminent return left me deeply worried, my mind racing with the uncertainty of what he might do next. Fear clung to me li
I kept crying and didn't even realise when I slipped deep in sleep.When I woke up I finally gained my senses. I realised what happened the previous day. I also feel ashamed of my behaviour with Salvatore.I woke up, feeling the weight of exhaustion pulling at me. My eyes felt heavy, and I could still sense the echoes of tears that had stained my cheeks. Swollen and tired, my eyes seemed to protest against the harsh reality of the previous night.The first thought that came to my mind was about Adriano.Dragging myself out of my bed, I stumbled toward the bathroom. The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow. I avoided looking at the mirror, afraid of the reflection it would reveal.As I stood before the bathroom mirror, I looked at my face. My face, looked pale and worn. My eyes, red and swollen, told the story of a night spent drowning in tears. I reached for a tissue, gently dabbing at the remnants of a stress.The water in the sink felt cool against my
The prospect of returning to work after that unsettling encounter with Adriano weighed heavily on my mind.My mind was clouded with negative thoughts and I did not want to leave my children alone. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring blankly at the floor. The shadows of fear clung to me, and a sense of unease settled in my chest.The idea of stepping back into the routine felt like tiptoeing through a life of uncertainties. I hesitated, feeling a little lost in the echoes of Adriano's threats.As I sat there, a heaviness settled over me, and the room seemed to close in.The idea of facing the outside world felt like a mountain to climb, and for a moment, I allowed myself to succumb to the weight of it all.Depression like feeling crept in like a silent intruder. The past from which I always kept running is now running behind me.Deep down I know that Adriano won't stop unless I listen and obey him. He is wicked.I fear that if I take any wrong step he will make me pay by taking away
Presence of Salvatore made it even more difficult for me to leave.He cross questioned me several times about where I am going. I tried my best to hide to hide my anxiety but somehow I wasn't able to hide it one hundred percent."As someone who is responsible for your security, I need to be present with you wherever you go." Salvatore instructed me.I remembered what Adriano wrote in the email. He specified to come and meet him alone.I cannot take the risk."For god's sake, can I not have any privacy in this house. Why are you so hell bent on invading my personal space?" I yelled at Salvatore. Instantly I feel bad about my behaviour.But I need to be rude to push him away, otherwise he will insist to drive me to places. I cannot risk it."I was just doing my work and-" he started explaining but I had no time listening to him. I was already getting late."Not now Salvatore. I have some work so kindly give me some space." I raised my hand to stop him from talking and crossed him and we
The moment I stepped into Adriano's car, the air carried the scent of leather and sophistication, a blend of opulence that wrapped around me.My anxiety and overthinking was killing me from inside. I could feel weird in my stomach.The luxurious interior enveloped me with its plushness, and the controlled temperature from the powerful AC added to the comfort, creating an unsettling contrast to the fear building inside me.Why has he called me here? What does me want now? It was all so unclear.As I glanced at the person who was driving the car, all I could see was the back of his neck, an enigma that heightened my anxiety. When Adriano turned to face me, his handsome features struck me, his sharp jawline and piercing eyes portraying a magnetism that made my heart race. But I couldn't savor the aesthetics, for I knew the darkness that lurked within him.He has become more handsome than before. And I also hate him more than I used to.Adriano's voice sliced through the tension. "Babe,