Lorenzo's POVThe echoes of my heart against its rib cage told me that it was a figment of my imagination, that I hadn't heard correctly at first what she had said but the test strips, her red eyes and her lips curved downward gave me a different answer. With voice shaking and eyes stiffened, I asked.“ You are pregnant?” I repeated what she had said. The tiny bubbles around us burst into ripples of joy as I scooped her in my arms. The test strips long forgotten and her beautiful eyes in circles as she tries to shove me away. “ Get off me, drop me down. I don't want this. I am not ready, I don't….” “ Shush” I placed a finger over her lips, shutting up the noisy voice that might be playing in her head. “ I will be with you through all of its phases, so you don't have to worry” I assured her, hoping that those fine lines that drew all over her face would straighten, but instead they deepened. She shook her head, her mind must be running in a daze, but I was here to let her know th
Daphne's POV Lorenzo leaving right away wasn't something that had dawned on me, I mean, it was barely an hour we left Helena's marriage, and we were supposed to be together, not him leaving for work. As though on cue, Irene waved me goodbye before sliding into a tinted black Maybach that got my brows crested, but I would inquire at another time about that. “ What do you mean work?” I questioned, a scoff following as my hands held his sleeves.“ Today is Helena's marriage and I mean, we got married not too long ago, and we should be home back with the doctor and not you working” I explained when his hands stroked my face. “ You know that I will do whatever it is just to make sure that I stay in with you, but this is time-critical and it requires my attention”I wanted to ask how urgent it was, and what it entails, but his eyes told me not to, gulping down the next train of words that had threatened to pour out, I bobbed my head taking footsteps back. “ I will leave, and wait for
Lorenzo's POV “ You can't,” I whispered. What exactly was she thinking? Was she really going to leave me? A break? Wasn't that what people say when they don't want you anymore? Was Daphne tired of me already? I didn't know what to do. A life without her was finally sipping in, and it wasn't pretty. Not one bit. “Lorenzo. I can't do this anymore. I live in threat, my life is always at the edge, so please let me go. I just need to take a breath outside here and think. I am not leaving you”. Not leaving me? I found myself bursting into spirals of laughter at her words. She was practically tossing me to the wind. She was one beautiful woman, not minding the stretch marks on her butt nor her boobs which weren't perky, she had heads turning to take a look at her and men ogling at her and I didn't want to let her go. “I can't,” I shook my head. I was ready to plead with her. “You can't leave me” my heart thumped as I tried to make her see reason when a whoosh passed me and our feet
Daphne's POV “ So are you going to tell me what exactly you have been hiding from me?” I leaned against the door, throwing the question at Irene who stood, transfixed to the spot. Her eyes wavering as she tried not to stare at me. “ Daphne, I was going to tell you, but I was waiting for the right time to tell you about it”I bit in a chuckle. “ Isn't this the right time?” I demanded to know when she didn't give me a word. Her eyes were still averted from mine, which made me wonder how much shit she was in. “ Fine” I sat on the couch close by. “ Just start from wherever you think is perfect for me to know. I am never going to judge you, you know” I assured her. How exactly am I going to judge her? We have all done shady things….“ He is someone's husband,'' Okay, I guess my shady and hers were two different kinds. “ That means you are a mistress?” When exactly did she get into this that I didn't have an idea about? This was stupid already. “Just until he gets divorced. He is unha
Lorenzo's POV My heart sledged against its rib cage as I slinked down the air stairs getting into the car waiting by the side. All the news article said the same thing, that the car had sunk but a tiny bit of me told me that wasn't true. That it had to be false, that maybe somewhere, somehow I could get her out. That she was fine and okay, just for me, the kids and the baby in her womb. My feet scampered out when the car came to a screeching stop just beside the water, divers lurked around, torches in hands, the screams and shouts made my hand flaccid. The ring was long forgotten as I tried to search for his owner, the only one who had made my life bright but was now gone and would make my life a hell if I didn't find her. My feet quickened, against the water as I tried to jump in when a man, short and crappy stood in front of me. “You can't go in, the men are there, and we cannot be certain about what is going to happen to you if you go in there” he explained. I flung him to t
Lorenzo’s POV My finger rimmed the edges of the glass, my eyes burnt with fury as I chugged down the glass of scotch that burnt down to my stomach from my throat while I tried to stay sane. “ Are you certain?” I questioned, my hands caressing the Glock safely tucked in my pocket. The silence hung above the air like thick clothing before it dissipated. “Yes,” I stood up, snapping the key off the table, my footsteps heavy on the tile.“ Boss” Tristan's steps quickened as he tried to get closer to me when I shoved him off. “ Stay back” I ordered when I saw how persistent he was, my hands clenched his neck, when he was being adamant before I slammed him against the door to the truck. “ I said you should get out of my way. Now” He stood, back reclined against the door. “You can't go in there. It is like a fortress, and you will get killed” he explained when I dragged him like a doll. “Then let me die. I am going there, and I am going to make sure he pays” I swore before gliding int
The chair swerved to the side, a grunt emanating from Dawson's lips as he stood up, slamming the chair against the wall. “ What do you mean?’’ his voice rose in octaves as he demanded to know. Eyes boring into the man's head who kept trembling. “ The doctor is here, he said he isn't sure that he can do it, that he wouldn't attest to the fact that….” Dawson was out before the rest of the words could drop, his steps as fast as lightning as he motioned toward the door. The red one that held all the machines that he had gotten at the last minute. “ What did you say, Doctor Simeon?” Dawson held the iron swaying it in the air as he listened. Dr. Simeon, seeing him, moved back, his breath almost gasping when Dawson held his neck, pulling him along with him. His hands pushed the door open, the people strapped to the chair came to vision. “ Mr. Dawson” Doctor Simeon couldn't help but gasp. “ How…how…” his words came out in stutters as he tried to find the right word. Strapped to the c
Hello readers, Daphne is back but as Talia, and she has one aim in mind. That is to make Lorenzo pay for hurting her father. She has amnesia and doesn't recall him but that rage in her keeps her burning. What they have is a love hate relationship but would it last? When Lorenzo has imprinted himself in her? Daphne's POV The fumes of cars engine drifted into my nose while I took in a sharp glance, my heart accelerating before placing the ringing phone against my ears. “ Oh father” My hands curled around my fendi bag“ I just touched down, and you shouldn't have” I said to him. Call him the worry wart, but my father was every inch of that. How could he think that I would still be harmed? I knew Lorenzo had plotted to kill me before, making me end up down the bridge, but I was powerful now. I could jab a knife into him if he tried anything funny. My head swirled when I thought about his photo again. Father had made sure that I gazed at it until every single detail imprinted themse