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Luca. I helped my mother to the house and sent for the doctor so he could give her something to help her sleep. Castelo said goodnight, and I thanked him for the help and advice. I intend to go get my Emma after this mess is sorted. The time apart was enough. Even if she was with Tomas, I would ensure I get her back. She was mine. She completed me, and I was a fool to let go. My trip to Celio was definite. Soon the doctor arrived and gave my mother something to help her sleep. I sat with her in her room until she slept off. Why will my father do such a stupid and cruel thing? I knew his marriage to my mother wasn't easy, but he was the cause of the nagging most of the time. This was wrong. I asked Miranda to keep an eye on my mother and went up the stairs to call my father. He did not answer the first time. I called again, and a woman answered. "Who is this?" I asked. "Don Luca, how are you? Your father left his phone at home. He will soon be back. I will tell him you called," The
Emma.I could not believe my eyes. Had Aldo somehow called Luca after our discussion? I did not know how to feel or what to say. All kinds of emotions ran through me, and I was speechless. "Emma," he said, breaking the silence, and I just stared in shock. He walked up to me. His eyes looked lost and tormented. He had beards now. He did not look like someone who was taking care of himself. His eyes were sunken as if he had not slept in days. The light that used to sparkle in his eyes was gone. "Hello, Luca," I said, and he hugged me tightly."Emma," he breathed, taking in my scent; tears welled up in my eyes. I was angry. I pushed him off me. I did not mean to, but that was how my body reacted at that moment. I looked around, and it was just the three of us. Me, him and Katya. Somehow I suspected Aldo planned this. "Emma," he said again, and I wiped away my tears and tried to speak. I wanted to sound indifferent. I had rehearsed how I would behave if I saw him again, but why was my b
Luca The moon had shined on me. I had punished myself for nothing. Emma looked adorable even though her eyes looked haunted. I thought getting her back would be impossible, but she genuinely cared for me. No one has ever made my heart beat this way. Being around Emma is like breathing. How could I have let her go? Fate smiled at me this time; I would not make the same mistake twice. I will love her to the best of my ability and protect her the best way I can, I know she had laid down some rules, but she was still mine to love and protect. Katya flashed in my mind. Her cute smile and beautiful eyes. I could not believe I was a father. I spent two years and six months not knowing my wife had a beautiful baby girl. I should have told Tevin it wasn't what it seemed when he visited. All of this would have been avoided. I looked at Emma in my arms and promised myself I would never leave her again. I will always be by her side, no matter what. She was my life and my soul. I will love her u
Emma. Miranda exclaimed when she saw Luca and me entering the house with Katya in his arms. She instantly had tears in her eyes and came to greet me. "Fix up my room, change the sheets. I also want you to prepare Emma's former room for my daughter, Katya," Luca said proudly, and she nodded immediately with joy. "Welcome home, Madam," she greeted me, and I felt her joy. She took Katya from Luca, and Luca carried me bridal style, which made me giggle. He carried me to the living room couch, and we laughed. The light was back in his eyes, and I was glad to be a part of it. "Not much has changed," I said, looking around. I never imagined that I would be back in his home. The day I left was painful, filled with anxiety and fear. "It has been lifeless since you left." He said on a serious note and looked at me. We kissed passionately, and he was trying to get me out of my clothes when I stopped him, giggling at the same time. "Come on, Luca, we aren't home alone. Didn't you say yo
Emma. Teressa looked stunned, and I looked at what she was wearing. There was no way she came for business. Her skirt was so short that I wondered why she bothered. Her suit jacket had one button, and the blouse she wore showed cleavage. She had come there to seduce my man. I wondered how many times she had come looking the way she did. She was resilient. I had to commend Luca for not falling. I truly owned his heart. "Answer me; what are you doing here?" She asked, and I smiled at her. " Well, technically, we are still married, and I have decided I do not want to stay in Celio anymore. A husband and wife should not live apart, don't you agree?" I asked politely, and she looked confused. Just then, Luca descended the stairs. "Teressa, what are you doing here?" He asked her calmly, and her eyes were filled with tears. "Did you not divorce her? You sent her away. What is she doing here? I can't take this, Luca. I am okay with you healing and doing your thing but bringing her into yo
Luca. I could not believe what Emma kept from me. I held my mother, regretting my outburst. I did not want her to know why my father left her to avoid breaking her heart, but I had blurted it out, out of anger. "Why didn't you tell me, Luca?" My mother cried while I held her. "Because I didn't want to see you like this. I did not want to break you." I said, and she cried. "Keeping it from me was wrong. I thought it was a tantrum and he would be back. But now I know he isn't coming back." She said and cried. "Thirty-five years of loving and supporting him, and he did this to me," She wailed, and I decided to tell her the whole truth. "He was with her before you, mom. I spoke to the woman yesterday, and she told me grandpa was the one that forced him to leave her. He threatened to disown him if he didn't leave her and mate with you. She was a Kappa from a poor family, and he had claimed her secretly. They had twins. Her sons are older than me." I said, and she was in shock. She wip
Luca. I busied my father's call and called back against my better judgement. He answered on the first ring, and I cringed when I heard his voice. All I could think of was my mother's pain. "Luca, how are you?" He asked me. "Get straight to the point; I do not have all day," I told him, and he was silent. "I know you are mad about what happened with your mother, but I couldn't take it anymore. She was a ..." He said, and I cut him short. "Don't pin your infidelity and disloyalty on my mother. Did your bitch not tell you we spoke? She told me everything. She told me about your sons, who are older than I am, by the way. The same people you ruined our family's business for, and now that I have built back our financial reputation, you are trying to ruin me for their sake. If you cared so much, you should have handed it to them, not me. I would have been better off, Roberto would have been alive now, but I do not expect you to care about my mother or her children." I said, and he wa
Luca. Everything had happened so fast, and I did not know what to do. The attack was still a mystery to me. Whoever planned it must have known much about my house and security. They also had to know that Emma was around, and she was of value to me. They definitely took her to get to me. Bianchi was the most plausible culprit, but other than his issue with me, why take Emma? He is most likely to kill her than kidnap her. Whoever took Emma wanted something from me. Aldo and Heather were the first to arrive. Heather was crying, blaming herself for bringing Emma to Ashfield, which made me feel bad. No one would have taken her if she wasn't in my house. Aldo tried to console her, but she wouldn't have it. My mother ushered her to the living room so I could talk to my friend. My uncle Leonardo Mancini was on his way. "How did it happen?" Aldo asked me. He was wearing plain jeans and a white t-shirt. It was apparent he came in his stay-at-home clothes. I thanked him for coming immediately.