Leonardo and Arya entered the visitor hall holding hands. Waiting for them was an old friend of Leonardo’s. “Don, you honor me with an invitation to your villa”, the visitor said. “Russo, I’m glad you could make it”, Leonardo said. They shook hands briefly. “Babe, this is Russo. He is an old friend of mine”, Leonardo said to his wife. Arya raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me, how did you become friends with this block of ice?”, she asked Russo. “Someone finally asked the right question! Don, I must say, I like your wife”, Russo said to the Don. Leonardo gently pulled Arya behind him and gave Russo a deadly look. “I’ll spare your jaw from dislocating today but the next time you utter a sentence like that, you won’t be lucky”, he said. “I’m sorry, Don”, Russo said. He stepped around Leonardo, so deliberately it was almost like he was taunting him, and held out his hand. “Russo Alonso.” “Arya Mig….er Marcello.” She refused to take his hand and Leonardo gloated

“Did we do something wrong, ma’m?”, Rosa asked. “Oh, not at all. I just wanted to get used to doing my own stuff myself for a while”, Arya said. She dropped her glass of red wine on the bath stool. Her naked body was covered in bath bubbles and her hair was in a messy updo. “You no longer use our services. Ma’m, if you must know, I really enjoy my job because I get to be around you. It’s not just a job to me”, Rosa said. Ana, the other maid, seconded. “It’s very true”. “Relax guys. You are not in any trouble. I enjoy getting ready on my own now, but I’ll still need your services in the future. Besides, I’m always here if you want to talk”, Arya said. She meant every word. Ana was her maid but also her friend. They both grew up together in her father’s mansion. Rosa was also more than a maid to her, she was very nice to her when she moved into the villa. “We believe you, ma’m. I guess we were worried for nothing”, Ana said. “Don will be back anytime soon but I promi

WARNING: THIS EPISODE CONTAINS STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT AND MAY BE TOO SENSITIVE FOR SOME READERS. He gently placed her on the bed and laid down on beside her. “So your idea of an orgasm I’ll never forget is staring at the ceiling? Because it’s flopping terribly”, Arya said. Leonardo smirked. “Just wait a couple of seconds”, he said as he stared at the alarm clock next to him. The moment the alarm rang, the thin silk covering the ceiling fell, revealing mirrors in the ceiling. Arya’s eyes popped out of their sockets. “Oh my goodness. When did you do this?”, she asked. He caught her eyes in the mirror. “I’ll never tell”. “I love it, I really do love it”, she said, her eyes shining. “You can now get the perfect view of the things I want to do to you”, he said and removed the strands of hair from her face. “With an offer like that how can I say no?”, she teased back. Leonardo’s expression of amusement changed into something else, something much dark it sent a chi

Arya woke up to the smell of pancakes and bacon. She salivated even before opening her eyes. “Good morning, princess”, Leonardo said as he sat next to her. There was a breakfast stool on the bed packed with pancakes, bacon, eggs and toast. He didn’t forget to add her favourite smoothie. “Good morning, husband. All this for me?”, she asked with a smile. “Yes, wife. And there are many more to come”, he said. Arya’s mouth fell. “This is enough to feed us both and two other people”. “Yes, but you need to eat for two. I don’t want my daughter hungry and stressing her mum”, he said with a stern look. In that moment, Arya felt her heart clench. She definitely wasn’t eating all of that but she loved that he….wait a minute! “You said daughter, how did you know that?”, she asked. “I don’t know for sure. I am just manifesting it”, he responded. If the size of her breakfast shocked her, then Leonardo’s statement electrocuted her. “Manifesting? Really?”, she asked. He

Maria stared at her phone for a long minute before picking it up. “So, what have you decided?”. She hissed at the text message. She normally went solo but she screwed up and they were angry. You messed up, again. The sentence rang in her head. FLASHBACK Maria looked at her watch. 3:58am. “Where could this fucker be?”, she asked herself. She stood outside the hotel building hoping he or she would step out. She wasn’t given a room number after all. 3:59am. She hesitated. “Should I step in or wait here?”, she sighed and rubbed her eyes. She couldn’t text the sender back because it was from an anonymous source with a “no reply” setting. “Miss, this way”, she heard a voice from behind. She jumped and turned around. A tall man with a scarred face was in her view. “You scared the shit out of me”, she cursed. Her eyes flew to her wrist. 4:00am. The fucker was right on time. “My boss is ready to see you now”, the man ignored her words. “You