Chapter 24

Chapter 24
24

Luciano

It wasn't a very nice feeling to catch her crying like that because of something I did to her. Also, the fact that I couldn't concentrate on anything frustrated me even more. She cried because I fooled her into having sex with me. I had to do it. I was going crazy for her body since the moment I sent her to the hospital after we spent an unforgettable night. I had no other option left than to spill it inside her, now I had an explanation of that unexpected pregnancy. Moreover, she was like a drug to my madness, my limited pack of rare drugs that she was. I would like to keep her only for me. Happy and joyful just for me.

But you just made her cry back then. Okay. I know that was rude but that had to happen for her own good. I saved her energy from endless crying and her brain from thinking about the possibilities of what might have happened. But I wouldn't lie, every tear in her eye got me a stab in that fucking heart that just started beating only for her.

It was hard to believe I was going head over heels for a girl years younger than my age.

The knock on the door got my attention while I was going through the company's bank statement's files. I looked at the monitor that displayed the person outside the home office. It was Mario, my personal secretary who just reached London. I pressed the button beneath my desk and the doors slid open, displaying Mario on my front. He was holding a few files as he walked in.

"Good evening, Master, I suppose you're having a great time here. Here, these files require your attention," Mario handed those to me, I started going through with the components. He stood with his hand-tied together. I immediately picked up my pen after inquiring about any possible mistakes but when I found none, I signed away each and handed him back, waiting for him to step out if there wasn't anything to discuss.

"Master, I have settled the Atlantic city case, we won't be hearing from them anymore and about the goods to Montreal, they are on the go..." He told me and I hummed in response, keeping my attention to papers on my desk, "...you have an urgent video call scheduled with Mr. Marco Bernardi in five minutes," Mario reminded me. Ah, father. There was a war taking place in five minutes.

"Didn't I tell you to cancel it," I raised my eyes at him and he immediately downcast his eyes. The dread he saw in them was enough to tell how much I hated to be refused.

"Yes, sir. I did my best to cancel it but he said it was urgent and I couldn't debate more," Mario replied meekly. I let out a raging breath and slammed my fist with the palm. Resting my back on the chair, I nodded to continue the procedures. He left the room and I turned on my laptop, opening Skype.

Just as I clicked my father's ID, his call popped up on the screen. I clicked accept and the line connected, displaying my father's grumpiest face ever as if I was standing in front of him, he would have snapped my neck, but it had to happen. Forcing me to marry a woman of his liking wouldn't get me obeying him like a puppy. He controlled me all my life whether I tried to repel or not but now, I was one damned man who could even kill his own blood if it would require one day, and everyone knew it.

"Prima che tu dica qualcosa, devo ricordarti che sono un uomo di parole. Ho fatto quello che ti ho promesso. (Before you say anything, I must remind you that I am a man of my words. I did what I promised you)," I started the conversation calmly even when I wasn't in a state of serenity.

"Luciano, non dimenticare che il capo qui sono io e non ti permetterò di avere successo nella tua agenda, (Luciano, don't forget that I'm the boss here and I will not let you succeed in your agenda)..." He growled at me. I wasn't a twenty year old douchebag anymore who he could control any time. My cowardice turned into savageness the day I got to know he was the one who killed my mother. Everything died that day, my respect for him, my tainted love even after his endless cruelty on me, my patience to bear his injustice and so much more.

"...Ricorda le mie parole, Lucian, non lascerò che quella povera ragazza entri di nuovo nella mia villa. Non è in grado di sostituire Sofia. non lascerò che accada, (Mark my words, Lucian, I will not let that poor girl enter my mansion again. She is not capable of replacing Sofia. I won't let that happen)," This poor man shouted but ended up coughing real bad. He should have known it wasn't his age to shout at his young blood, I was the one who was powerful, unlike him.

I scoffed, burying my head in my chest and turning back to him. "Do you think I'll listen to whatever you have to say? This is my life. I'm the one who can rule it, not you anymore. And you talk about that Sofia who still thinks I'll own her. Ha, she's nobody to me. I was keeping her only cause I wanted to safely sell my shares and complete the Atlantic project. Now, that I have done it. I don't fucking care whether she goes back to her family or stay with your witchy wife, I'm divorcing her soon and marrying the one I want to spend my life with," That was enough to make father go crazy. I saw his face turning crimson red. He surely wanted to shoot me but that wasn't easy. Many wanted to kill me, suppose it Nikola or Jose. But none had the power to do so. I wasn't a simple case. My assassins would be the death of all of them.

"Lucian! They will cancel the partnership with me and pick up a war with us. The Russos are not that easy to be betrayed!" He was forgetting that I wasn't the one involved with them in any case, it was him all along. He wanted me to marry that bitch, fine. I did, but for my own benefit. I told her this marriage wasn't going to be the normal one. She didn't bat an eye on those red flags and thought time would make me humbler but it turned out the opposite. I got more stubborn. No matter how much she said she loved me, it never affected me. All I knew was that he had to pay for his actions of promising her the golden world. I warned him many times.

"Padre, it's not my headache. You can terminate the contract now and get your 40% back before they sue you with false accusations. If they will come for me, I know how to tackle them. Do remind them of the samples of their work in Los Angeles, I'm sure they don't want that footage to get leaked to the board, nor do I intend to do it so for casual purposes." That should be enough of a threat for them to back off. Those files and footage held the illegal work that they'd stored in the basement of a children's daycare. Unlucky that my men traced that down before they could shift it to some other place.

"What do you think you're doing? How can you risk all of the money you make just for the sake of a worthless whore? Is she worth more than an educated girl with strong family background? Is it worth the trouble you're willing to put yourself in? Don't be a fool, Luciano, think big," I didn't mention he was the kind of father who could sell his children for money, like he did with me. For him, wealth comes first than emotions and he expected the same from me, but I was more of a man with my heart on sleeves for one specific girl. For one specific Jennifer Miller.

He was the man who hurt my father just because of his heartlessness and I wouldn't ever forgive him for that. "This is my final decision. I'll give my all for the girl you just called a whore. She is and will be a real Mrs. Luciano Bernardi, do whatever you want," Nobody would be able to stop me from doing that.

"Then you are not in my mansion. Don't you ever show up this face of yours. There's no place for you in my family!" If not for my grandfather who died a year ago, I would have changed my surname. He was the man who made me proud of being a Bernardi. The real maker of what I was today.

"Let me remind you that the mansion is not your property, it's my grandmother's and I can come whenever I want and I will. Do what you can. I'll make her your daughter-in-law in front of my family, not only yours," He triggered the beast in me and now, he would face it. Within a month, I'd convince Jennifer to fall for me, through this baby of ours or making her fall in love with me through my soft side. I'd try either way.

"This will be your worst decision ever," He spat and thank God that he dropped the call otherwise I would have done the deed. I shut the laptop and rested my back on the chair, throwing my head back and staring at the ceiling. Thinking about Jennifer. The way her curves teased me. I couldn't get enough of her naked body, every time it made my dick twitch in excitement like a teenage horny guy. She was perfect in every way. Her smile ignited fire in my heart, her cheeks burning my cores, her eyes warming me up, everything was affecting me like nothing ever did.

Just as I was obsessing over her, the knock again got my attention and I rolled my eyes to the monitor, finding Mario holding another file to be signed by me most probably. I let him inside and he stopped a foot away from the desk. I was still looking at the ceiling. "Master, Miss. Miller's pregnancy report is here," He announced and I felt like jumping from my seat. It was quick to get the reports. I took it from his hands and turned the page. It said that she was positive for pregnancy, the foetus was two weeks old.

The report made me scoff in pure glee. I was really going to be a father. This was the best feeling ever hit my cores, and the fact that the woman who I loved was carrying it in her womb. I understood I didn't seem like a good choice for a perfect father but God and I knew how incredible I could come off as a protective parent. I vowed to myself to give a perfect life to my family, nor the one that I, my siblings and our mother spent.

"Are we required to make any special arrangements?" Mario asked, bowing. He meant if I wanted to abort the baby but that's the least I would want to happen. I would love her to give me at least eight babies. I love them.

"Take care of Miss. Miller in every way possible. I'm giving duties to Anna and Marie to look after her. Whatever she needs, asks and wants happens to be done right away. She needs to be taken care of like a princess," that she is. She was my princess and I would prove her to be the King of her life.

"As you want, master," He bowed in respect.

"And yes, make the arrangements for two people to Italy, we are leaving at midnight. Ask Tyler to fuel Pilatus PC-24," I commanded and he nodded. I had to set Nikola, it was time to make him pay for his little jokes that he tried to play on me. Fleeing away my girl wasn't a helpful gesture. Now, I would make him realise through buying his girl because that's all because she was staying with him for; money. "Now, you may leave," I dismissed Mario and stood up to leave for the room where Jennifer was with Andrea. I was sure she must be up by now.

Grabbing my coat from the hatstand and walked out. As I opened the door, I found Andrea hugging Jennifer and the sight itself wasn't pleasant for me. How many times did I have to tell that she was mine to touch and hug? Did I require to attempt a murder to make everyone understand the simple fact?

I cleared my throat and Andrea jerked, trying to detach herself from Jennifer but it was my princess holding her around. Don't babygirl. I walked in, my eyes on Jennifer who seemed to be staring at my shoes as if she would want my face to vanish so she could breathe comfortably.

I cleared my throat again to get her eyes on me once but she gave no chance to that. My cruel princess that she was becoming. "I'm here to announce that Jennifer and I are leaving for Italy tonight, So..." Before I could finish. Jennifer snapped her head toward me. Her eyes were igniting rage as if she would do everything just to avoid travelling with me. I shouldn't have looked that bad to her, after all, whatever we did last night should leave some intimate effect on her.

"I won't travel with you alone!" And I wouldn't let anyone else travel with us. Massimo may come with his fling whenever he'd like but not today in the same jet.

"Fine, she can come with you too..." I paused to witness a glint of relief on her face which was going to be stolen by a single sentence, "But not in the same jet," There. There her face fell and she turned into a rock again.

"I said I will not travel with you alone!" This girl's gonna be a high ride in my boring life. Glad that she was a part of me now.

"And I said she can travel but not in the one jet," I argued even when it was the lamest conversation I ever had. I could just throw her in one of the seats and chain her until we would reach Italy, hey but no. She was my wife to be and I couldn't act that way. She was too fragile for my roughness.

"Fine but only in one condition..." She looked at me as if she was going to ask something impossible from me. My 'no' was on the tip of my tongue.

"And that is?" I folded my arms, my muscles contracted and I saw her eyes following my moves. I couldn't believe she gulped looking at them. Was she craving me too?

"Set my family free from your hold and also, Rory and Andrea. Your problem is with me, don't drag them into it," Did she know I was holding her brother in the basement? But they weren't getting any harsh treatment, it was just a level 2 abduction.

"That I can do for you, honey, what else do you desire?" My baby was pregnant and I would treat her nicely.

"For you to die," She growled. That made me uneasy. No, Lucian. You have to win her heart. Do not get harsh on her. She doesn't understand. My subconscious lectured me to stay calm.

"I'd love to die for you," Every hate word had an answer. Here was mine. "Andrea, make sure you both get ready by midnight. I'll return in an hour." The second I took her name out of my mouth, she flinched. I could see the effect on her. She was afraid of me and that was a good thing. She should be.

She would think a thousand times before she would hurt Jennifer.

Just as I got a faint nod and a mute 'Yes'. I turned around and left the house. Packing up my weapons and prepared to make a call to the bank for a huge transaction for Nikola's princess.