Luca. I thought I was living in hell until Emma left. I had never experienced so much pain in my life. I could not think straight anymore. I closed myself off from everyone. Barely saw my friends and couldn't stand company. I was a mess. Maybe I should have held on and damned the consequences. The pain I felt was worse than losing a loved one; there was a void in my heart that could never be filled up. I was dead from the inside out. My parents and Catalina had left my house because of my hostility. Usually, Emma was always there to calm me down, but she wasn't anymore, and everything around me was falling apart. I knew I was slowly becoming a monster, but there was nothing I could do. A huge part kept telling me that what I did was for the best. It had been a month, and there had been several attacks on my life. All of which I sustained minor injuries and survived. The attacks let me know I did the right thing by letting Emma go. Hopefully, she would find someone worthy of her and

Luca. "Where is Deigo Gallo?" I said and punched the bastard in the face. My white shirt was bloody, and I had taken off my tie. I wasn't tired. If the bastard didn't give me what I wanted, I might just beat him to death like I did the others before him. "I don't know, boss," the bastard said, and I punched him hard on the cheek. I wasn't his boss, and that was the wrong answer. "Sources said you housed him three weeks ago in Barlo. How dare you insult me in a territory that I own? You know I am looking for that bastard, and you chose to house him." I said and sent another punch. "Alpha, please," Gerald pleaded, and I growled at him. "Leonardo Badalcci has rubbed me the wrong way." I snarled and walked away. "Lock him up in silver chains, his sons and wife too," I said. "Please, Don Luca, my wife is innocent in all of this," the bastard said. I could not believe he had the effrontery to speak after his beating. "Does it look like I care?" I asked him, and the coldness in my so

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

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. 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