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CHAPTER EIGHT.

(Lola's Pov)

It was eight pm. Papa, Melissa and I had just ate a fresh, home-cooked meal. Prepared by Melissa, herself. That was an hour ago. When we were all done eating, we all went back to what we were doing. 

Melissa put on a classical Italian song, pulled out some cleaning supplies and began working away. My Papa, he went down to his little home office, locked himself inside and hadn't come out since. He probably received a lot of work and business deals. After all, he did work with a company out of this town. I think it was for Italian silk and fabric.

Lastly, I, I went back to my room and shut the door. I picked up my Art book and a fine pencil, which Becca had kindly gifted me a set of last Christmas. My mind was filled with thoughts; things I couldn't shake off.

So, I began drawing, letting my hand wonder off as I tried my very hardest not to concentrate on my thoughts too much. But as my hand continued to sketch something, I realized what I was drawing.

A pair of eyes.

Not just anybodies.

Luca's.

A tingle sprouted in my stomach as I imagined the touch of his large, rough, yet soft hands across my thighs. As well as his lips meshing with my own. I closed my eyes, my hand suddenly pausing on the paper. I swallowed as I bit down on my bottom lip, holding back from smiling.

He had kissed me. Touched me. Claimed me.

He wanted me and I wanted him. I wanted him for a very long time, the desire that had built up inside of me had finally reached its peak. So when he asked what I wanted - I gave in. 

I gave in, not knowing what this would all lead to.

It was wrong. It was so, sinfully wrong for Lica and I to start a secret relationship behind everyone's back. I wasn't brought up like this. I was told to never seek a man before marriage. The only man I would have in my life - would be my future husband.

That's exactly what every female in the town was told from childhood. If we were to disobey, we'd live a lonely, shameful life. 

Una Puttana.

A whore - that was what your new name would be if you were to disobey the rules you should have been told not to do. And nobody wanted to be called that.

It brought great dishonor upon their family.

However, last night, the rules I feared to break had faded away. Those same warnings I had heard a countless amount of times in my life - had suddenly melted away. When I was around Luca, a thrill would grow inside of me. A thrill of...rebellion would take over me. Although, I still secretly feared to be caught. At the same time - it excited me.

I would be in so much trouble if Luca  and I were caught. My name would be shamed, as well as Luca's- mine more than his. And dishonor would be brought upon my family. I would be separated from Luca and any alliance my father had with the Blue family, would be destroyed.

We were being selfish. Our actions brought great consequences. What we started yesterday should never have happened. But now, it was too late. The words we had said couldn't be taken back. Knowing Luca lusted and thought about me like he did - I didn't think I would be able to watch him marry Melissa now.

Pain tugged at my heart. A frown drew onto my lips and I let my eyes drop down to the drawing in-front of me. 

Luca told me he felt nothing for Melissa. But Melissa - she may have feelings for him. I...I was being such a terrible and disloyal sister. I was sneaking around with her possible future husband.