The playful look she had on me morphed into seriousness when she noticed the gravity of my words. “Have you had lunch, Sol?” She hinted if I wanted to take this conversation over lunch but I shook my head. There’s no better place but to have this conversation here. “Alright.” She took the hint. “What is it, fratello?” “Remember when I said you’re better suited being the don than I?” She raised a curious brow. A smirk started growing on her painted lips. “I know where this is going.” She said in amusement. “Sol, he gave the family to you for a reason. It was not because I’m a woman or daddy’s little girl. That&rsqu

 “You left me, Dante.” She repeated with conviction. I was stunned at her confession. “I know I overreacted. Who wouldn't be? But we could’ve talked, you know. When I came back to the penthouse, you’re no longer there.” “You were the one who left first. I checked your room but you weren’t there anymore.” I tried to defend. “I left to cool myself down.” She retorted. Her look gave off as if she couldn’t believe I did the easy way out. “I can’t face you while I’m still feeling so freaking angry at you. I asked one of your men whom I noticed who kept following me by the way, where you were. He said you left for Italy. Imagine what I felt when you left after you got what you al

 I dived under the cover and laid down beside her. My arm wrapped around her waist languidly, careful not to squeeze her still flat belly.  Her scent immediately invaded my senses. It made me realize how much I more than just miss her. It was so much more. I dived my nose in between her shoulder and neck and inhaled her even more. I pushed closer against her, eliciting an indescribable warmth which tingled all over my body. The reaction lull me into a state of drowsiness. “Were you serious?” I must have woken her up. Her voice was husky yet stable. “Bout what?” I mumbled, scooting my head deeper to her neck. “That you quit… this life.” She hesitated though

 Last night, I didn’t feel Dante get in the bed with me. It’s either he was up so late and I slept like a log which made me not notice him getting in. Or he just didn’t come home. It felt like something deep within was crawling inside me and it was worrying. Ever since I saw Dante with that woman, I have been anxious. He was such a gentleman while opening the door for her. I haven’t felt jealousy my whole life even if it’s towards the girls who liked Ethan. He was charming and I understood that part why many girls have a crush on him.  I don’t know that this time, towards an asshole, I was jealous. I knew the guy was a womanizer from the way he talks about his escapade with women and how he always flirts with me just so he could get me to his bed. When he finally had the chance, h

 “How dare you take me so lightly?” I growled. “You think I tell you these things just to fool you? Why do you think you have the privilege?” Her tears that pooled in her eyes fell slowly down to her cheeks.  “Yeah? Why me?” She muttered. “Why me, Dante? You said so yourself. You’re after a woman who’s in love with somebody else. You could have every beautiful… sexy woman you have yet you chose someone like me. Someone who's been relying too much on her already friend; who can't even pick herself up when she's now alone! Yes, I loved him, Dante, so why me?!”  Tears flowed to her cheeks like waterfalls. I don't know who between us is insecure. I don’t know when I started getting je