She was scared the dark side of his life would chew her up. She couldn't do anything against her husband. She wanted to sue him for marrying a second woman. She didn't know him if she thought she knew.      Footsteps pounded behind her, breaking the rail of her thoughts. Alessandro's guards, who she hardly saw around, scanned the area.      "I haven't set a bomb around," She rolled her eyes.      All looked at her with huge eyes. The leader cleared his throat, "Ma'am,"      She arched her brows at him, "You people are just disturbing me, ruining my peace." She purses her lips.      "Boss ordered us to pack his luggage." The leader said,      Her heart dropped. She knew what he meant by packing,

              He fastened the cufflinks. He smiled at her. She shifted on her feet, blushing. Her skirt was touching her mid-thighs. Her full sleeves white top was hugging her body and the round neckline showed her collar bones.      The smile was reaching his gaze but she couldn't ignore the darkness over his features, "I'll be late. Don't wait for me for dinner. The meeting is going to last longer, " He said as he put on his black coat.      She batted her lashes, "What if I wanna eat with you?" She asked,     "You heard me, my love." His jaw slightly moved, getting tight, "You can go out to shop." He said.     Sadness engulfed her. She cast her head low and nodded like a child. He gripped her chin softly between his fingers, "So, it's a business trip." She wrinkled her lips.      "Not

                                 She was glancing out of the window with half opened eyes. She wanted him to ask to go home instead of his father's house.     'I would have never done this to them. I was sure they would try to kill me when I saw the look in their eyes after fear. They're crazy and cruel people.'    " We're home, my love." His saccharine voice drew her attention.     She closed her eyes and placed her head on his shoulder, "Can we go home, Ales? Our home?" She asked.     She perceived his lips pressing on her head, "Open your eyes," He asked tenderly.     Unfurling, she glanced into his beautiful eyes and then drifted out of the window. Her lips parted into a huge grin when she saw his penthouse's building. Enthusiastically, she opened the door and interl

The broad door led her deep into the penthouse. She hadn't been to this part of the house. But she was glad to be back here instead of his father's house. She didn't want to know. What would be going on in Giovanni and Elizabeth's minds?      She stared at the grass, sitting behind the glass wall. The cool air was sending shivers down her spine. She turned off the AC.      The thought of being locked with Nico and Bianca sent shivers down her spine again. But it was scary this time.      She was having difficulty seeping into the reality of her husband. She ran her fingers in her hair, trying to think about her hair, make up, and new dresses.      'I can't call Emlyn. She won't object to it. I don't need to ask. I can tell. She knows - Who are they? What do they do for a living or I should say power? More than food on their plates. It seems - Who is empowering the world wi

Panic clawed her as her eyes snapped open. Her thoughts were girthed with fear that he would know that she tried to run away and worse - He'd think she tried to escape with Diego asking for his help.      Her chin began to quiver. Her eyes turned glassy. She held her breath and peeked around. She let out a huge breath.      Stepped out of the bed, she stumbled toward the door. Her trembling hand reached for the door, "There are guards outside," She recognized her voice.       She spun and breathed out slowly, seeing Emlyn, "I'm not running. Where's Ales? I need to talk to him." She said in a groggy voice. Her grip was tightened on the doorknob.       Emlyn rushed at her exasperatedly, stopping at her face, "You know what he can do to our family," she snarled.       "He won't do anything," She snapped, letting go of her grip. Her knees wobbled.&n