Camila continues to push herself onto Jagger, but soon learns what unwanted attention feels like when a Landi soldier comes onto her.
Jagger thinks he's losing his mind – until he discovers the source of his hallucinations.
Even though Rita wants to stay with Frano, she knows she has to leave him to save her brother's life.
Alessandro, Bianca, and Andriena are granted permission to go to the Santini compound, unaware that danger is following close behind.
This is an episode of the mafia erotica series My Masters' Nightmare, which is doing well in both English and Italian.
7 Years Ago
I jumped into the front passenger seat of Frano’s car, excited to be going out with him again. I’d seen him whenever I could; sneaking out at all hours of the day to be with him. It had been a week since we’d made love the first time. It felt as though I was in a dream, a wonderful one I never wanted to wake up from.
“You are so beautiful,” he said, leaning towards me. He cupped my face and kissed me, taking my breath away. After almost making me pass out from lack of oxygen, he broke the kiss and placed his forehead against mine, again murmuring how beautiful I was. I loved him—absolutely and utterly, the man beyond perfection.
“I love you too,” he said, making me realize I’d spoken out loud.
I blushed, still in disbelief that he did. I could never get enough of him. I just wished we didn’t have to sneak around to see each other. Unfortunately, we didn’t have a choice, because no one wanted us together. My parents had ordered me to stay away from him, my mother in particular, who seemed to think Frano was the devil incarnate. His father also didn’t like me, plus he was engaged to Angelica Rosso. Even worse, I hadn’t technically broken up with Jagger; although I was sure he realized I didn’t want to see him anymore. Whenever I thought about Jagger, I felt guilty over what had happened. I hadn’t seen him since the night he’d told me about the Padre. I still couldn’t wrap my head around what he’d said: that the Padre had abused and raped him. I’d asked Frano about what he thought of the Padre, whether he was a trustworthy man, and he said he was. So, Jagger must’ve lied to gain sympathy from me.
Already translated. Translated by Veronica Picone