"I want to write poetry with my tongue inside of you Mi Amore".
A young journalist,
Celeste,
goes undercover to investigate a
reclusive billionaire's,
Sante Morelli,
rumored secret life. She infiltrates his world and uncovers not just his hidden pa...
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"What took you so long dear?" My mother asked as she held the tin of cookies as I stared at her in disbelief.
Why is she here.
How did she find me.
"Are you gonna let me in or just let your poor mother stand outside like a stranger?" She smiled and I didn't return one back.
"You are a stranger." I showed no emotion in my tone nor face. I didn't want to give her any satisfaction.
"Baby who's there-"
"Who's this hun?" My mother questioned as Sante wrapped his right hand around my waist tightly.
"I'm Sante- Sante Morelli, you are?" He introduced himself and my mother brow raised, "as the famous Morelli's? The models?" My mother asked and he gave a faint nod and squeezed my side gently as a we need to talk.
"Well I'm Glance, Celeste's mother-"
"You're not my mother." I interrupted her and she gasped, "young lady, I birthed you and I'm not your mother?" My mother looked at me with embarrassment.
"A mother wouldn't have treated her daughter so evil." I croaked out as she shook her head, "I didn't treat you with such evilness you were the evil one." My mother spat and I was taken back from her sudden accusation.
"Leave."
"Celeste." Sante whispered and I held my hand up for him to shut it and he did before looking down.
"Leave or I will escort you out." I threatened and she nodded her head before throwing the tin at me landing to my stomach knocking the wind out me making me gasp.
"Woah. What the hell is your problem?" Sante yelled out as he held onto me tightly as my eyes started to swell up with tears as I tried catching my breath.
I buried my face into his chest as he slammed the door and locked it before lowering down to my height as it felt like I couldn't breathe.
He cupped my cheeks and wiped my tears as I stared at him, "breathe my love. It's okay, everything is okay." He tried reassuring me but I shook my head.
He nodded his head yes, "deep breaths." He ordered for me to do and I did. My breathing slowly came back to normal making me sob out.
He picked me up and sat down on the sofa before rocking me like a baby. "I know baby... I know." He whispered in my ear as I held onto him tightly.
"I-"
"We can talk about it some other time alright love? When you're ready." I ran my hand along her back.
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Celeste went to sleep while I rocked her a few hours ago. I tucked her in and made sure she was okay before I left to get drinks with Haynes.
