Emilia's POV.Four salons later and I am still unemployed. My skills were certainly not the reason I remained unemployed. I think it has more to do with the two big burly men who have been following me around, refusing to leave my side for one second. Also once they figure out that I am married to the don of the Italian mafia, they just seem to withdraw. I mean I get it. Who wants to hire the wife of a Cartel boss in his/her shop? "So what? You are just going to give up like that?" Riley asked. We were at a coffee shop that was close to Riley's store. I was in the area so I just decided to grab coffee with her and chat. I shrugged. "It is understandable really. I wouldn't hire me either if I were them." "But then..." "And those two..." I said pointing at the two bodyguards I chose myself. "Those two right there are enough reason for anyone not to hire me." "It is their loss then. You are very talented." "Thank you, Riley. I am glad you think so." I said. "So what is the plan t
Emilia's POV.It took two days to set up the salon in Riley's store. We had to put a partition in the middle to divide the store into two sections. It was made of glass though and transparent on both sides. I got everything I needed for the salon, hair accessories, straighteners, dryers, and every other thing. I also set up a part for lash extensions and I can also do nails there. I have been thinking of hiring an extra hand cause I won't be able to do everything myself when things start getting crazy but in the meantime, I will be doing everything myself until I am sure that I have gotten enough customers. One week later I was more than ready to hire someone to help me out. Riley’s customers soon became mine too. They get their fittings done and come over to the salon. It started slowly at first, one customer at a time, and soon the salon was teeming with people wanting to get either their nails or hair done. When it started getting choking, Riley and I came up with the idea of mak
Emilia’s POV. “I have to grab my things. I will be right outside with you guys.” I said and Riccardo nodded absentmindedly before he walked out of the store with Gaby glued to his side. “What the hell was that about?” Riley asked immediately they were out of earshot. I shrugged and started putting my things together. “You can’t tell me that you are fine with this.” “With what? They are friends and I take it they haven’t seen each other in a while.” I said. I was finally done with grabbing my things and I could leave. “Friends? Did you see the way she was clinging to him and Riccardo too didn’t even spare you a glance?” She said. “Riley please, not in front of Aria,” I said. “Oh, I am fine. I saw it all.” Aria said. “Go join your dad outside, Aria. I have to tell Riley something.” I said. “Something I can’t hear? You could just tell her…” “Go outside, Aria,” I said “Fine.” She grumbled and did as I asked. I waited till she left and was about to talk when Riley spoke up. “I
Riccardo's POV. "You missed dinner," Emilia said the moment I stepped into my room. I have been with Ella the entire time. We grew up together, I, Enzo, Ella, and ...I dare not think the name. I haven't seen Ella since the incident that happened or rather before that. Her father had stowed her away just in time for the crisis to happen. I appreciated the way her father stowed her away from the entire thing, it was one less person to worry about and she was safe. I haven't set eyes on her since then until today. Ella has always been extremely chatty. She can spend hours talking about everything and nothing. "What are you doing here?" I asked Emilia and turned on the light. "And why were you sitting in the dark?" She was sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs and arms crossed. She released her hands and dropped her legs. "I wanted to know the moment that you were going to come home." She said. "I am home now." "And you are late. You missed dinner." She said.I started pulli
Riccardo’s POV.“You wouldn’t believe who I met yesterday,” I said. I was talking to Enzo.“Who was it?” He asked. “Ella,” I answered.“Ella, you mean Gabriella?” He asked and I nodded. “What the hell? Where did you meet her?” He asked. “Emilia hired her as a stylist in the store so I ran into her in Emilia’s shop,” I said as I continued flipping the pages of the documents I was looking at. “Did they get along?” Enzo asked. “What?” “Emilia and Gaby, did they get along?” He asked. “I imagined they did pretty well, I am honestly not sure how to answer that question but I think they do get along, I mean Emilia hired her,” I said. “I don’t think they will get along much,” Enzo said. “And why do you say that?” He looked at me in disbelief. “Are you kidding me?”“No, I am not.” He sighed and slammed his document shut. “Gaby has always liked you, Ric.” “That is not true,” I said. “How is it that you are the only one who doesn’t see it? Gabriella has always been in love with you,
Emilia's POV. "Watch your language, Aria" I scolded. We were having a great time together. That was the point of the weekly picnic in the first place, for us to be about to connect and just get to know each other better. It is supposed to be a family thing, just the three of us so I understand Aria's anger, especially when I consider yesterday's drama. "Now the picnic is ruined," Aria said. Gaby came into view, all smiles and flawless blonde hair. "Hey, Ric." She greeted him and kissed his cheeks. He was sitting too still."Hi, Emilia." She waved at me with a smile. "Hi, Gaby," I responded. It was almost impossible to hate the girl. She was always smiling and it looks like she is not even aware of the situation."Hello there Princess" She greeted Aria. "Don't call me that. My name is Aria." She said. "Oops, someone is in a bad mood," Gaby said. "What are you doing here, Ella?" Ric asked. She turned to him then. Her smile was still there, perfect and unwavering. "What do you
Aria's POV. My name is Aria De Luca. My parents say I am five but I will be six in two months so yeah, I am six years old. My mum has always told me that I am too smart for my age and I agree. I grew up without a daddy, it has always been just me and my mummy and I love my mummy a lot but I have always wanted a daddy like everyone in my class. The days I hated the most in school have to be the father-daughter dance party, you don't have to worry I always end up not showing up because I know just how to get my way. Few waterworks and wide puppy eyes and nobody can say no to me. I was very happy when I finally met my daddy. It felt good to finally have a daddy and I wanted to show him off to the world. I was the happiest when both of my parents decided to get married because marriage means that we are going to live together as a family forever so yeah, I was happy. My happiness was short lived though. I soon realized that my parents may be married but they never do things together. I
Riccardo's POV. "Do you have any news about those guys yet?" I asked Enzo. He shook his head. "Nothing yet. They are doing a great job of keeping a low profile." It has been more than two weeks now since we have been trying to track them down but we keep getting misled. It is crazy because I used to think that we had the best technology that money could buy out there and Enzo is literally a genius, it doesn't take him this long to get things done. He has been able to track every single person down no matter the place they hide. "What do you think we can do to lure them out?" I asked Enzo. I have been thinking about it too. If tracking them down is not working then we lure them out. I don't know how they have been able to do it, how they have been able to hide and cover up their tracks so perfectly but one thing is for sure; they have someone helping them. Someone who is really influential and it might just be someone who is close to me and Enzo. I don't know who the person could