Hi guys. I know updates are slow, and sorry about that. down with fever and it's a lot of work to type in letters. getting better now. and I'll have one more chapter down today.❤ to those who keep commenting on my chapters — you're my reason💖💖
*TWO MONTHS LATER*Maya heard the door open and immediately ran out of the kitchen to it, happiness at the tip of her fingers as she saw them.She ran and held Lina, hugging her right, hearing Lina laugh in her ears, "Donna, you're acting it out too much."Maya smiled; it was so easy for her to say, especially not knowing how much Maya had missed her. Luca had taken her out of the manor for a two-week vacation.How the two weeks had turned into a couple of months needed to be investigated. Those two weren't to be trusted.She noticed Lina was looking brighter, in a yellow sundress with a large brown hat on her head. Maya looked at her, wondering what the difference was all about.Though she looked great too, especially when her relationship with Damon had significantly improved, much to her shock, Lina's was unexpected.During the couple of months that passed, he'd taken her to places he thought she'd like—horse riding, more operas, night dates under the moonlight—then cracked a few la
Maya glared at her friend in front of her, chewing the toppings on a doughnut and humming like they had not just come out of the bathroom with a pregnancy stick with two bright lines. They were in Abby's sitting room now, and since they were out, Abby never spoke a word to her except to send her nervous, concerned glances while feasting on the doughnut. And it was beginning to get on Maya's nerves. "When did you begin to notice this change?" Maya asked, surprised at how calm her voice was when screaming internally. Abby shrugged. "Three weeks ago, when you cleared my doughnut and yours, I wanted to remind you it was chocolate. " Maya remembered, and she paused before continuing to pace. "And you couldn't tell me, Abby? What if he had found out?" "That would have happened if I told you," Abby explained between mouthfuls. "You freak out on everything, and he might read it on you." Maya covered her shaky palms with her fingers, inhaling deeply. "But girl," Abby's mouth dropped aga
FIVE YEARS LATER **********"Who served this trash to a customer?" She heard the voice of her boss glower, and she stiffened. She was in the kitchen, ready to take out another order, when she heard him yelling. She clenched her uniform, made up of a white button-down shirt and black pants. There were other servers there, but her boss blamed her for every damn thing. She knew he was on her again like he was used to, bullying her to the extreme, knowing she had no choice but to work with what he threw at her. Maya shut her eyes; she wasn't in the mood for all this today. She wouldn't be in the mood for it any day. Especially after she had sent Milo to school despite hearing his raspy breathing and knowing an asthma attack could be close and he needed to go to the hospital. But between her and Abby, there was no cash on them for him to see a doctor. So she sent him off to school, not before telling Zayn and Nico to take care of their brother at school and never let him leave t
""He told me the reason I had no daddy was that I use an inhaler, momma." Even on his sick bed, Milo was still fuming: "Momma, he pushed me first."Maya glared at her last son, wondering what to do with him. The other two stood beside her, each with sand in their dark hair; their uniforms were messy. But apart from that, there didn't seem to be any injury to them.Except for Milo, who suddenly ran out of breath as dust rose in the air due to the fight.They were pounding on their classmates' heads.Maya winced. No amount of apologies could clean that up."That wasn't what your teacher told me..." She wanted them to know she was furious at them. "Milo, you don't go punching people in the face; you're not a barbarian, ""But mom," Zayne's voice came up, "he said his mommy calls us bastards."Maya winced, "What do you know is a bastard? Huhn?"Sneaky Milo knew this was his time to jump in and bombard her with questions she swore she would never answer."He said it was someone without a f
Derinem frowned at the puppy eyes staring up at him and asking for a gun. A gun! To kill his teacher, did he somehow smash his head against the rail he jumped down from and was seeing things?No, he doubted that. This little dude seemed real enough; he squatted down to his level so he was face-to-face with him.The mission had to wait. All his attention was now on the little psychopath in front of him."Why do you want to kill your teacher, Milo?" He talked, demonstrating with his hands: "You see, mister, Bryan was very mean; he said a lot of mean things...It didn't bother Derinem that he didn't know who Bryan was, but whoever he was, this kid hated him.He moved his little hand. "I was on my own, so Momma said, 'don't fight anyone, Milo, so you don't get sick.'"Derinem suddenly pitied this kid's mother."So I, Zayne, and Nico sat on the swing, and Bryan came over and said some mean things." His face showed fury, "and he pushed me, and Zayne and Nico had him on his back and...""Who
Sergio drove down the roads, fingers tapping against the steering wheels, in tune with the beat coming from the car.His head nodding to the sound of the music, he couldn't believe the happiness surging through him.It was evident he was now Don's favorite man, and soon he could be next to Don as his second in command, replacing George.He knew Don was still angry at George, and sometimes it was surprising how George was still alive even after letting Don's wife escape from his fingertips.It would take a very long time for Don to forget the betrayal, and though it would never happen, he still couldn't sit down and watch George weave his way back into Don's favor again.He would do everything in his power to stop that from happening.Right now, he knew he only needed a situation to show the Don that he was all for him, ready to do his will and prepared to be entrusted with his trust and confidence.But Don always had everything under control; he was a perfectionist who believed he coul
"Maestro," she croaked again, stiffening on her spot. She had to be dreaming; he couldn't be the one.She blinked suddenly, feeling dizzy. Yes, he was the one.He took steps close to her, causing her to pull back and turn to look at the entrance so she could run through.She gasped when she saw his men standing in front of the restaurant.She heard him chuckle and turned to him again."Aren't you tired of running? Five years wasn't enough?"She swallowed hard as thoughts filled her head. If she survived this, then she would be the luckiest person ever.He turned to her boss and the lewd customer, his face straightening but his eyes still on them. He whispered to Sergio, who was now behind him."Send every one out," he pointed to her boss and the customer, "except them, I need them."The two men looked on, confused, wondering what it was about.Sergio nodded and headed to the center of the restaurant. Maya could hear muttering and chairs shifting as customers stood up and began leaving
The car stopped in front of a huge house that looked more like a hotel, hidden within trees. It looked old but quite okay, and since it was night, the night lights complimented the greenery.The gates opened, and the car drove in, stopping in the middle of the compound.Then he came down, went to the other door, pulled it open, dragged her by the arm, and pushed her into the house."Just let me be Damon," she struggled, but either he didn't hear her, which was impossible, or ignored her.The illumination in the house was bright, and she felt it hurt her eyes immediately after being pushed in.Still dragging her, he pulled her up the stairs, and as they were almost at the top of the stairs, she looked up only to see Luca gaping at her.When her eyes met him, she saw him freeze on his spot, watching as Damon dragged her in and disappeared into the corner.They were all in Rome then, for she recognized the goons from Sicily, and each one stared at her in surprise.Finally, he kicked open