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35. Mommy
Cassandra ReidI jump up and put my hands on my hips. "I asked you a question, Leah Falco"."Is this your way of receiving me?", she questions. "If I had known, I wouldn't have come"."I thought you didn't want to come", I state."I didn't..., but I couldn't refuse to your husband's insistence. What a power of persuasion the Italian has!", she argues. "No wonder you fell for him. Also, he offered me a private plane trip with hot Pietro Varca. My God, what a man! And how he kisses!"Leah!", I screech in alarm as my eyes widen as if they're going to pop out of their sockets. "What have you done?""Oh, child of mine, it was just an innocent kiss". I take a hand to my forehead and then I pass it over my face. She has no choice, I should be used to her spontaneity by now, but hers is going to another level. "The important thing is that I am here as you wanted. Can I get my welcome hug now?"I examine it carefully. Anyone who doesn't know her would say she looks just like always, but I ca
36. Mine
Cassandra ReidI rub my eyes with my hands once more. Again we have to get up early to travel by plane and I fall asleep. I couldn't sleep a wink all night. Ella's words continue to ramble through my head.Mommy, she called me 'mommy'. And since then, she has not stopped repeating it. It was the first thing she did this morning when she saw me.Apparently Fede doesn't mind and Adriano has remained on the sidelines, nor has he mentioned it. Could it be they have also accepted me as such? Or on the contrary, are they just ignoring it?I lean back in the recliner ready to sleep through the flight while we wait for Pietro, who is supposed to bring my hungover best friend."We're ready to take off, sir", the pilot reports as soon as my husband's lawyer shows up."Perfect".Leah runs to lie down next to me, of course, to do so she has to push my husband aside, who clenches his jaw hard to keep his murderous instincts at bay."I'm sorry, Mister Italian", my friend apologizes, snuggling up
37. Crisis
Cassandra ReidI look at the clock one more time as my patient's mother chatters non–stop, as if we were lifelong friends. This is my daily routine. Women of Florence want to know me and like me for the simple fact of being married to Adriano Di Lauro. It's annoying and although on many occasions it's not hard for me to smile or keep thread of the conversation going, today I just pray her talk ends and she lets me go to the cafeteria. As usual, it's past lunchtime and I'm starving."Well, my husband is waiting for me outside". The long–awaited words finally arrive. "I guess we'll see each other at the next consultation... or maybe", she doesn't give me time to answer, "we could meet one of these days for a drink"."I sure do", I dismiss her a bit quickly without losing my smile. "I'll find some free space in my calendar and call you. Goodbye, beautiful". I place one last kiss on my laughing patient. Seeing that little face is worth resisting her mother."Perfect". Although her tone so
38: Goodbye to witch's curse
Adriano Di LauroWith the stony gesture and ignoring her shrieks, I drag her out of the room while my housekeeper loads the suitcase."Don't you ever show up at my house again", I warn her from the car. "Be very careful what you do or in any case say, Francesca, because you will never see the light of day again. You open your mouth and what few privileges you have left will be nipped in the bud"."I will tell the truth!""The truth?", I let out a small and sarcastic laugh. Anger fuels my coldness and makes me feel more powerful than ever. " Which truth? Do you think anyone will believe the words of a decrepit old woman like you? You seem to have forgotten who you're dealing with, my dear", I add with an icy smile. "Do what you want, in the end I still have my money and my power. On the other hand, you... you are nobody, you are nothing. I can crush you right now with the palm of my hand"."You won't because..."Because of respect for my children", I don't allow her to reply. The conde
39. Asshole Surgeon
Cassandra ReidI check my phone one more time for a missed message or call, but my inbox is still clean. This is rare, very rare.When my best friend hadn't shown up for my consultation for days, I went looking for her. Then, they informed me she had requested a vacations time. She surprised me too much when she didn't warning me, so I asked Romeo and his words left me even more worried.Leah left without saying anything to anyone. She doesn't take calls, doesn't answer messages... it is as if earth had swallowed her. Two days ago I received a brief 'I'm fine' which did not calm me down not even a little bit. Since then I have lost count of how many times I have tried to contact her with no results.My head hurts horribly and I'm biting my nails. To make matters worse, I have to go to a meeting and listening to endless reports on statistics or budgets that I do not care about.I just wanted to be a good doctor, to have my own office with lovely patients who would be bribed by a lollip
40. Ups and downs
Cassandra ReidI take a look of her once again. Her auburn curls are now wavier and auburn, extra pounds have melted away giving her the most spectacular body I've ever seen, including Leah's, and the rimless glasses are gone. However, it is her, I would recognize anywhere that gray and gold heterochromia"Wendy Lambert", without wasting another second, I run towards her. "Look what the wind brought"."Cass, for God's sake!". We hugged each other so tightly that we were about to shed tears of happiness. My childhood friend is here, in Florence, in front of me... "I can't believe it!""That makes two of us", I point out. "How long has it been? Ten years?""Nine to be exact", she says once we've parted ways, "since you went to Harvard and I went to Yale"."Right, but the important thing is that we both managed to graduate", I point out. As girls we used to play doctor together, it was our favorite game. The love of medicine was a feeling we cultivated together and we had plans to study
41. I'm in trouble
Cassandra ReidHis hands rest on my lower back as he literally eats me alive.'I could punish you a thousand times like this... and reward you a thousand more'His lips move to my jugular and suck unceremoniously until leaving the mark of desire rooted in the depths of my skin.'In every one of them I would applaud myself for making you my wife'Words echo through my head as he hits my most sensitive spot with little lashes which make me scream out loud. I won't be able to hold out much longer.'I'm going to chase you, Cassandra Di Lauro, through all the worlds so you never stop being mine, over and over and over again'He gets into me with incredible ease to start with strong thrusts. One, two, three times without pause, without mercy. It's funny how with such sudden movements he can move me and make me fall in love more."Cass..."I lose myself in the frantic hip dance as he whispers 'you're mine' against my lips and unable to resist another second, I shatter into thousands of piece
42. I love you
Adriano Di LauroI kiss her lips one last time before reluctantly letting her go. I can feel her excessive exhaustion, her paleness coating her skin and the emerald green of her eyes looking dull. She doesn't look well and the only thing I can think of at this moment is to lock her in my room and force her to rest... However, I let her go with a kind of uneasiness whipping at my insides.I don't like sensations which starts to take over my senses. They want to make me lose control and I can't allow it."Hey, are you okay?". My right hand's question interrupts my internal debate. I haven't been able to concentrate all morning and that's got me in a lousy mood."I am," I give a terse answer. "I'm trying to deal with a rebel wife"."The same old story, man", the lawyer scoffs. Situations like these make me rethink our friendship. I can't stand it and he knows it. In fact, that motivates him more to behave like a real bastard. "I think you're fading, my friend. Or maybe you're winning, le