Luca’s Inferno by Karima Sa’ad Usman

28 Letting Go
Emma.
The words came like a knife to my heart. A deep cut that I knew would never heal. Luca stood before me with tear-filled eyes and
said he was letting me go.
“We still have four months,” I protested, and he ran his fingers through his hair.
“We wouldn’t if those bastards had succeeded and you had died. Please understand, Emma. You have to leave. I am cutting off
from you, and I will make a public show of it so they will know you are no longer connected to me, and they will stay away from
you. This is my cross to bear alone, not yours,” he said, and against my better judgement, I began to cry. I knew I promised to
close my heart, but it was easier said than done. I couldn’t. My emotions were all over the place. I cursed everything. We
shouldn’t have gone on that vacation. If we had remained home, nothing would happen.
“Luca, I will stay indoors. I won’t go out. Please don’t do this,” I pleaded. I was desperate. I knew he needed me just as much as I
needed him, and his heart was breaking just as much as mine, but he was too damn stubborn. I wished I had Aldo or Castelo’s
number so they could talk some sense into him, but I didn’t, and I knew deep down Luca won’t budge even with their influence.
“Please do not make this difficult, Emma. You promised no strings attached,” he reminded me, and I wiped away my tears and
nodded.
“I still have four months, Luca. At least give me time to organise myself and prepare for a life away from here. I do not want to go
back to Celio. If I leave today, I will have to return to Celio. ” I said, hoping to get through to him.
“You can prepare yourself for what you want to do in Celio. You have more than enough in the account I set up for you. I need
you to cut off from me completely,” he said with a strong voice, and I began to weep.
I had nothing to say. There was nothing I could say or do. His mind was made up. Why was I doomed when it came to love? I got
off the bed and walked to where he stood. I wrapped my arms around him and placed my hand on his chest.
“Luca, I want to stay with you. I had never been happy until we got together. I want to remain here with you, by your side as your
wife. I will never ask for too much, Luca. I do not care for material things. We do not have to go on vacations; we can stay here
but don’t do this, please. You say you want to save my life with this action, but you will be killing me this way. I promised not to
talk about my feelings Luca, but I have to. I have to lay it all on the line, hoping you will listen and change your decision to end
this.” I said with my head against his chest. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head.
“You might hate me now, Emma, but you will understand in future. Men like me do not live long. If we do, everyone around us
pays for it with their lives. I do not want you dead. You will always be in my heart, Emma. I have never loved anyone as much as
I have loved you. Being with you made me forget about my cares and my trouble. I have experienced what love and being loved
is. It is enough for me, Emma. I cannot ask you to give your life for this. You are not cut out for this. Please, pack your bags and
leave.” He said, and I pulled away and looked into his eyes. I was in pain and was mad that he was too stubborn. He loved me,

yet he wanted
me to go. Realising I couldn’t get to him, I nodded. I went to the closet and packed only the clothes I came with in the bag I had
brought. I changed into the shorts and t-shirt I had had for a long time. If he wasn’t letting us love each other, then there was no
point keeping his money or the things he bought for me. I took off the yellow diamond ring and the wedding band he purchased
for me.
When I finished packing, I went to the bathroom to wash my face, returned to the closet, and brought my bag
“What is that?” He asked me, confused.
“What I came with,” I said, and he was stunned.
“If I keep any of this stuff, it would be too painful to bear. You can sell them or give them away. I will not need fancy stuff where I
am going.” I said, wiping away fresh tears. Then I handed him the rings and the Atm card. “It’s your money, Emma,” He said to
me, and I shook my head.
“No, Luca. It is your money. Since our contract is over, it is only best I return everything to you,” I said. When he refused to take
it, I placed the items on the dresser.
“Emma, please,” he said, and I stopped him. “If you can’t listen to my pleas, then why should I listen to yours? I was fine before
this; I will be alright. When am I leaving?” I asked him, and he looked at me long and hard. I could see him fighting himself, but I
knew there was no way he would let me stay. It was over. I knew he did not sleep through the night. “Emma.” he said, and I shut
him up. He wasn’t going to tell me what I wanted him to say. “I know you are sending me away to keep me safe, Luca, but know
this, if you die, I will follow you to the afterlife. I will only be safe if you stay alive, and that is a promise. I won’t bother you or stalk
you. I know you want a clean break, and I promise to maintain my silence and distance but if you die, know that what you did
today will not matter or count because I will follow you.” I said to him, and he was in shock. He searched my eyes, but I remained
firm in what I said. He moved closer to me and cupped my face in his hands.
Both our hearts were breaking, and it was his fault. He bent and arrested my lips with his. I poured my heart into the kiss, and he
did the same. Soon he lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around him. I wanted to commit everything about being with him to
memory. He laid me on the bed with dark wolf eyes. It didn’t take long for us to undress. He went down on me, and I tugged at
his hair and moaned his name. I knew this would be the last time, so I wanted everything. I wanted it all. I wish I could get a
claim, but I knew it would never get that far, so I intended to take what he was offering and savour it. I came, and he buried
himself into me and pumped. It was different. His love was deep and painful. He maintained eye contact with me, and my heart
was breaking so much that I looked away because even though I was wrapped in pleasure, the pain in my eyes made tears of
both pain and pleasure fall. I did not want him to stop. I wanted to savour it and remain in a paused scene for the rest of my life,
but soon we both came, and the moment was over. I sat up in bed and wept, then went to dress up. I knew he did not mean to
make love to me; it was a goodbye kiss that turned steamy. “Gerald would drive you to Celio. I hope you rethink leaving and stay
there. Celio is under me, so you will always be safe there.” He said, and I wasn’t really listening anymore. I picked up my bag,

and he took the bag from me immediately and pleaded with me to take everything he
had given me, but I refused. He had done enough. I reminded him what he had told me about the jewellery, and he was silent.
“Your mother would be elated. At least some people would get some joy out of this,” I said with a painful smile. “Well, if you ever
change your mind any time soon, I will be at Celio,” I said, and he smiled at me, but the smile wasn’t genuine, I saw his pain. We
stepped out of his bedroom together, and I realised it was truly over. I will never sleep on that bed or call it our room again. It was
fun while it lasted. I had a rough and good time. It was time to move on. As I descended the staircase, I prayed to the goddess to
not make me an Omega in my next life. Whatever sins ! had committed in my previous life were paid for in full now because
there is nothing worse than losing love.
His mother smiled at the foot of the stairs, and I smiled at her. Catalina had tears in her eyes. When I got to the foot of the stairs,
she hugged me. “Please stay in touch, Emma. Call me,” she said, and I nodded. I asked her to write down her number on a
piece of paper because I had left the phone Luca got me. I would use Tevin’s phone to stay in touch with her when my heart
heals. She did as I said and hugged me again.
“Tell your father to stay away from debt. People don’t get lucky twice,” Lacy said, and I smiled at her.
“I will miss you too, Lacy, especially the insults. They made this house lively for me.” I said, and her eyes faltered a bit. She
looked away and soon started walking away quickly.
“She turned around when she found out how you saved my brother’s life,” Catalina said, feeling sorry for her mother, and I
smiled at her. The staff in the house all came to bid me farewell. Luca and I walked out of the house. We had nothing to say to
each other; it was over. I got into the car, and Luca shut the door. I could not look at him anymore because tears were streaming
down my face. I broke down entirely and began to cry. Gerald got into the car, and the driver drove off. The further the vehicle
went, the louder I wailed.