Joe Bruno's POV. Martin's words kept bothering me throughout the night, making it impossible for me to fall asleep. How on earth was I not aware my wife was pregnant? I wished I could see Martina again, to live a new, tranquil life together, as she had always desired. "Daddy, It's morning already," Isabella said as she walked into my room and I smiled. She was my only consolation since she was Martina's replica. "Yes my not-so-little princess," I said and poked her nose while she laughed cheerfully as usual. I wished I could be as cheerful as my daughter was. Even when I try hard not to think about my past, I can't let go of the constant fear I keep having about my past haunting her someday. I would have chosen the better option if I had been given one. I was naive and all I wanted was a better life for myself. My mother had been continuously humiliated by my father till she passed away, leaving my two sisters and me. Malissa and Selena. Nobody knew Selena's whereabouts, a
Monalisa Parker's POV. "Lisa, You can still change your mind," Missa said as soon as we got to Bobby's residence. The mansion's strategic positions were manned by snipers equipped with advanced weaponry. Like Don Pablo, Don Winfold was a man of courage. They had been fierce rivals and each other's worst nightmares. Even when his security wasn't on guard, nobody dared to enter Don Winfold's mansion. After a botched business, they got into an intense dispute, and Don-Winfold attempted, but failed, to stage a coup against Don Pablo. Don Pablo planned to send four of his strongest men to Winfold's house at night in revenge. Bruno's late friends Alex, Pascal, Bruno, and I. Bruno had insisted he would go alone and deliver Don Pablo's message. Since Winfold wouldn't spare his life if they caught me, I tried to persuade him out of it because we all didn't think that was possible. He had humiliated their son by making him apologize to me. Pascal became enraged and told the winfold abo
Bruno's pov,It worried me that I couldn't get in touch with Martins after our previous disagreement. He rarely remained angry for extended periods. Martins was someone I knew who was very forgiving; maybe he was enjoying himself with his lover or maybe he had changed his attitude the years he had been apart from Choco. After dropping Isabella off at school, I was going to stop by the brothel to see how he was doing. A few moments later, I bid Isabella goodbye and headed for the brothel to give Martin my sincere apology. All he wanted was a better life for his best friend and his niece. I heard a loud gunshot from a distance as I approached the brothel, and I instantly saw a car with a black tint speed off. It wasn't alarming because it was a common sight in Choco. I felt sympathy solely for the victims, who are frequently taken too soon by egotistical means. A small crowd was gathered around a body as I got close to the brothel with people wailing, I scanned the crowd for Martin
Bruno's pov.It's been one week since Martin's demise and I still couldn't let go of the hurt his thoughts brought me. Even though I failed him by not being able to protect him when he needed me, I was glad I could fulfill his long-time wish to be buried in Choco his hometown. Isabella handled the news of his demise with so much maturity even though it was obvious she missed me as much as I do. For the past week, I had locked the coffee shop in honor of my late friend. If Martins was alive, he wouldn't want that, he believed in not wallowing yourself in sorrow and regret no matter what happened. I resumed work that morning after dropping Isabella at school. I tried to pretend all was okay like Martins would advise but deep down my spirit was down. As I walked toward one of the customer's tables to serve him his order, I saw the same black car that had zoomed past me the day Martin died. The moment he got to where I was standing, the masked man lowered his screen and stared at me,
Monalisa pov,As we spoke, the animosity I had carried for Bruno throughout the years only deepened. It's becoming clearer to me why nobody could have recognized Bruno after all these years; he was a shadow of his former self, with an abundance of beard all over his face making him appear even older. He was so scarcely recognizable. "If Don Pablo had known of the winfold plan to kill Martins, would he have come after them?" Bruno questioned cutting off my thought. "Martins was not a member of the gang. Although rumor has it that Don wanted him back and that was the reason he sent him to you,""Don sent Martins to me?" Bruno gave me a shocked look and I nodded. "He never mentioned it to you?" I questioned."He did but never told me Don sent him. Now I know why they got him killed, I'm sure they saw him with Don," Bruno grunted. The death of Martin was never part of the whole plan as usual Bobby Winfold has shown his cowardice again by going against our bargain. He promised to threa
Twenty-five years earlier, Monalisa's pov, As I drove to Bruno's house, a cocktail of emotions swirled inside of me. There was anticipation and excitement, but also a hint of nervousness. I had never been with a man like this before, and I wasn't sure what to expect. But I knew that I wanted to experience everything he had to offer.I was finally going to have real sex for the first time with Bruno, the butterflies in my stomach turned into a swarm as I thought of what was to come. Bruno was the man I loved, the one I had waited for my whole life. And now, finally, I was about to experience the ultimate expression of our love for each other. I felt a sense of anticipation and joy that was almost overwhelming. I couldn't wait to be with him. Furthermore, I bit my lower lip as my lips curved in a smile, wondering what Bruno would think about the skimpy red dress I was wearing under my trench coat. He was used to seeing me dressed in Jeans and a masculine shirt as one of Don Pablo's
Bruno's pov, I watched Monalisa's face as she sucked on my hardened cock, she was paying close attention to my reactions. She was so focused on pleasing me, and I felt overwhelmed by her sincerity and determination. Every movement she made was precise and purposeful, and I felt like I was melting under her touch."More lip and tongue, less teeth," I said, my voice breathy. She complied, adjusting her technique. Her focus on my cock was intense, and it felt like she was reading my body and my mind. it was like she was intent on giving me exactly what I needed. Her passion was intoxicating, and it drew me in like a magnet. As I stood up and helped her to her feet, I was struck by how beautiful she was. I could feel my pulse quicken as I looked at her, i couldn't take my eyes off her. "You are so stunning," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. She smiled, and I could see a blush spreading across her cheeks. I reached out and touched her face, and she leaned into my hand, closing
Twenty five years Earlier, Monalisa pov,As I lay there, my head resting on Bruno's bare chest, I felt a sense of calm and contentment wash over me. I wanted to stay in that moment forever, with nothing to break the spell. I felt loved and protected, surrounded by the steady rise and fall of his chest. It was as if we were in our little world, cut off from the outside chaos. All that mattered was the two of us, wrapped in a cocoon of love and understanding. I could feel Bruno's heart beating steadily beneath my head, and it was like a soothing rhythm, calming my own heart and mind. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to drift into a state of blissful relaxation. I knew that this moment would be with me always, a moment of perfect tranquility and contentment. But as I drifted off into this peaceful state, I felt a pang of sadness. Reality dawned on me. I knew that this moment could not last forever and that the outside world would eventually intrude again. I wanted to hold onto this f