Giovanni held the wheel tightly as he drove to his secret location. He passed a motorcycle, almost causing an accident due to the speed and inattention in which he was.Lorenzo’s expression still remained in his mind. The anger that his son felt from him and the state he was in when Giovanni left him just now. His fingers clenched even stronger on the wheel to remember the event.In the end, he had become like his father. A sick maniac who hated, feared and hurt his own children. What he feared most happened and there was nothing that Giovanni could do to turn it around. The thoughts disturbed his mind, when he finally arrived and opened the gate, almost knocking him down. He didn’t care, he closed it and went into the house. It had been ages since he’d gone to that country house. The place was dusty, but with the windows open, it was enough to get some air in. There was no food in the cupboards and only tap water. Giovanni didn’t need it, after all everything was there, good bottl
For 14 years, Giovanni did not approach anyone seriously. It was easy for him to win women and have them in his bed whenever he wanted. In the Houen high school and college, exclusive to members of the mafia, Giovanni was famous. After all, he was the boss’s son. Women were easy targets of his charm and he had them as simple entertainment. Until a redhead, conquer. And today, Mancini regretted having fallen in love. The green eyes like emeralds conquered him, along with a sweet and mischievous smile. Natasha was the light, the sun in his life after so many shadows lived with her father. "Come on, stop being a little pushover and put your feet in the sand." She laughed that day at the beach. A day of escapades from his father, where Giovanni claimed to be doing a college paper. Natasha smiled, and pulled him by the hand until he took off his white shirt and leather shoes, putting his feet finally in the sand. "You’re a fool." he laughed as he walked into the icy sea. "I only take
Cassandra knew she was in trouble, the moment Aria said, "Cassandra, we need to talk."Aria didn’t used to talk to her in such a serious way. So the sister knew it was something important. Cassandra remained seated in the chair with a tense expression.Alissa and Lorenzo were helping Bianca in the kitchen, so the sisters were alone in the room. Aria looked at her sister with some grief and irritation. And by the tone of her voice, Cassandra knew she was angry about something:"You lied to me, Cass. How could you hide that cancer is advancing? How can I help you if you’re hiding information from me?" She tried to say it without raising her voice. Cassandra lowered her head, embarrassed. "I... I didn’t want to worry you." she said with tears in her eyes. "Oh, dear." Aria hugged her and stroked her hair. "I know you want to protect me, but we need to be honest and help each other. I don’t ask anything about your relationship and I know you’re an adult, but this is a very serious thing,
Giovanni was submerged in the water, the temperature was warm, he allowed his thoughts to flow.The brown eyes took his mind, the gentle smile that soon turned into a sad expression. What shit he had done. Giovanni Mancini could not remove the image of his children’s nanny from his mind. Former nanny, for he had done the stupid thing by firing her. He emerged and came out of the tub, drying himself and dressing himself right after. While drying his hair, he thought about her. How could he have been so stupid? Maybe he had missed the chance to be happy again. Giovanni gave a tired sigh, he could no longer allow his father’s shadow to shape his happiness. But now, it might be too late for the change to have any effect on Aria. The mobster for the first time feared something. Determined, he returned home, wearing his casual clothes, but knowing that he would not be well received.On the way, his mind searched for ways of how he could solve things, but they all ended in rejection. --
Screams.Smoke.Fire.Blood.Giovanni wiped the blood from his face and got into the car, as if he hadn't caused chaos behind him.He straightened his blue tie and answered the ringing phone. His secretary, Anne, was calling him at the worst possible time.“Mr. Mancini, I'm calling to inform you that the last nanny has quit. We're running out of options. I don't know who to hire if even the trained women in our midst aren't enough.”“I don't care, Anne. That's your job to sort out. The children have to accept someone. There's no time to deal with them.”“There is one last option, sir, but I think your children's wish is...”“Then bring that last option and don't disturb me any more for today.” He said, turning off his cell phone without even saying goodbye.As the car left its trail of destruction behind, someone woke up gasping in the cold of the night.The images were still fresh in his mind, screams, smoke, fire, blood, death.It all seemed so recent, as if 12 years had not passed.
When Aria arrived at the Mancini house, she was surprised by the amount of security. Well, if I were her, I’d like to keep your kids safe, too. The housekeeper Giulia answered and Aria thanked her for the education. She presented the whole house and the functioning of things there. "Children can be a little difficult. Many have already said goodbye. But I ask you to understand. They suffer greatly from the absence of their father." Aria stated. She somehow understood these children. Being without her parents was difficult. She smiled when she saw a 5-year-old girl and a 17-year-old boy. They both looked at her angrily. "This is Laura and Giovanni, Aria."- Giulia introduced them. "Children, this is Miss Ricci." "Pleasure, I will take care of you from today. I hope we got along." Laura just showed her tongue and cried out: "We don’t want you here." The child ran into the room and locked himself in. Lorenzo also did not address her. He did a quick research on her life and
Giovanni wouldn’t want to be here today, especially when that random woman left his mind full of distractions. The man in front of him was terrified, fear could be seen in his eyes, but there was no forgiveness for traitors. Especially those who used their power to abuse children. "Please, please, boss, it’s a lie. I swear I didn’t do anything. I would never touch a child." he said tied to his chair. Giovanni did not answer, he just focused on hitting the man, discounting all of his anger, while that woman’s words came into his mind. It wasn’t his fault, it was that damn woman who took him away from his kids years ago. Doubt would never leave his mind or the hatred he felt for his children. Who was that nanny to say what she didn’t know? Did she know who he was? Who was she talking to? The abuser was tired of trying to fight, but the worst would come. At that moment, Giovanni already had his face and shirt full of blood. How dare that girl? If that son of a bitch, in fron
The next day was a mess for Aria. She got up early, making sure she was well dressed this time and would not be embarrassed if her boss was still at home. Aria came down the stairs and called her sister. "I know, Cass. But, Mr. Mancini said there will be no problem, don’t worry, all right? I’ll be there soon to help you prepare everything." "Is your sister worried?" Aria leapt at Giovanni’s voice. The man was really, really sneaky. "Good morning, sir." she said, nervous. " Yeah, she’s a little worried about being a nuisance." "She won’t be. I promise and I keep my word." Giovanni said, approaching her, staring at her with his cold eyes and making her shudder. "Daddy. You’re home." Laura screamed, running up to him. Giovanni gave a smile. Not even he could resist such cuteness. "Good morning, dear," he said hugging her. Aria smiled at the scene. Was she wrong about him? Curiosity made her look at Lorenzo, who did not seem to have the same impression of her. Perhaps she was ru
Giovanni was submerged in the water, the temperature was warm, he allowed his thoughts to flow.The brown eyes took his mind, the gentle smile that soon turned into a sad expression. What shit he had done. Giovanni Mancini could not remove the image of his children’s nanny from his mind. Former nanny, for he had done the stupid thing by firing her. He emerged and came out of the tub, drying himself and dressing himself right after. While drying his hair, he thought about her. How could he have been so stupid? Maybe he had missed the chance to be happy again. Giovanni gave a tired sigh, he could no longer allow his father’s shadow to shape his happiness. But now, it might be too late for the change to have any effect on Aria. The mobster for the first time feared something. Determined, he returned home, wearing his casual clothes, but knowing that he would not be well received.On the way, his mind searched for ways of how he could solve things, but they all ended in rejection. --
Cassandra knew she was in trouble, the moment Aria said, "Cassandra, we need to talk."Aria didn’t used to talk to her in such a serious way. So the sister knew it was something important. Cassandra remained seated in the chair with a tense expression.Alissa and Lorenzo were helping Bianca in the kitchen, so the sisters were alone in the room. Aria looked at her sister with some grief and irritation. And by the tone of her voice, Cassandra knew she was angry about something:"You lied to me, Cass. How could you hide that cancer is advancing? How can I help you if you’re hiding information from me?" She tried to say it without raising her voice. Cassandra lowered her head, embarrassed. "I... I didn’t want to worry you." she said with tears in her eyes. "Oh, dear." Aria hugged her and stroked her hair. "I know you want to protect me, but we need to be honest and help each other. I don’t ask anything about your relationship and I know you’re an adult, but this is a very serious thing,
For 14 years, Giovanni did not approach anyone seriously. It was easy for him to win women and have them in his bed whenever he wanted. In the Houen high school and college, exclusive to members of the mafia, Giovanni was famous. After all, he was the boss’s son. Women were easy targets of his charm and he had them as simple entertainment. Until a redhead, conquer. And today, Mancini regretted having fallen in love. The green eyes like emeralds conquered him, along with a sweet and mischievous smile. Natasha was the light, the sun in his life after so many shadows lived with her father. "Come on, stop being a little pushover and put your feet in the sand." She laughed that day at the beach. A day of escapades from his father, where Giovanni claimed to be doing a college paper. Natasha smiled, and pulled him by the hand until he took off his white shirt and leather shoes, putting his feet finally in the sand. "You’re a fool." he laughed as he walked into the icy sea. "I only take
Giovanni held the wheel tightly as he drove to his secret location. He passed a motorcycle, almost causing an accident due to the speed and inattention in which he was.Lorenzo’s expression still remained in his mind. The anger that his son felt from him and the state he was in when Giovanni left him just now. His fingers clenched even stronger on the wheel to remember the event.In the end, he had become like his father. A sick maniac who hated, feared and hurt his own children. What he feared most happened and there was nothing that Giovanni could do to turn it around. The thoughts disturbed his mind, when he finally arrived and opened the gate, almost knocking him down. He didn’t care, he closed it and went into the house. It had been ages since he’d gone to that country house. The place was dusty, but with the windows open, it was enough to get some air in. There was no food in the cupboards and only tap water. Giovanni didn’t need it, after all everything was there, good bottl
Aria smiled as she relived old memories. That home was her home during childhood and made her happy. After her parents died, she could not bear her feelings and memories in that place. So she and Cassandra left the place. It was too painful to be there.Everything still continued as before, the cream-colored walls and varnished wood floor. Bianca had opened the window for the sun to come in now, teacher and student were face to face at the old wooden table in the living room. Bianca took the student’s hand and said with a weeping voice:"I’m sorry I couldn’t keep your custody, Aria. But it was very dangerous at the time. I think you can imagine why. " Now I know everything. "Aria said giving you a big hug." Unfortunately I do. I think I’d rather not know. " She looked away, thinking of some things." But I came here for that."Aria then told everything that happened, from her hiring to what she found out with Natasha. Bianca didn’t say a word at first, she just frowned and was though
It was raining that day, the lord and lady Ricci were laughing and playing with their daughters until the rain increased and the car began to drift. "Nikolai, stop the car." Aria heard her mother scream. "I can’t, it doesn’t work." Aria and Cassandra screamed and the only thing left in their thoughts was the color and smell of blood. Aria woke up with her hands shaking. Her thoughts were clearer now, and she was aware that she had to tell the truth to Cassandra. But, it could not be by phone.The room was simple, without much furniture, but with a very beautiful light blue color. She sat down and took a deep breath. There was still much to discover, but her past could not paralyze her. The woman took a few minutes to deflect her thoughts from the tension of the accident and finally, she stretched out and caught her brown hair in a loose bun and left. Aria still had a sense of tension to be there in that place with the "enemy". But she wondered if she was safe anywhere after learn
Lorenzo had never been so angry in his life. He also felt lonely and alone. The house was not the same without Aria or Cassandra.Even Cassandra was there, she was absent. Giovanni convinced him that she should be treated at home and that Dr Leone should go there to see her patient.At the moment, Cass was sleeping peacefully, but before that she was dying with blood running from her mouth.The doctor arrived in a hurry and added the medicine through the blood in the vein. Cassandra seemed to start getting better minutes later. But that showed that her case had worsened and, hearing this, Lorenzo knew he would have to hurry up to pay for the surgery.The hours passed and, without the presence of Aria and a awake Cassandra, that huge house was back to what it had always been for years. A cold, dark and unhappiness place.There was no noise in that house other than the breath of Cassandra and the keys of the notebook pressed quickly by Lorenzo.Laura had been convinced after a whole day
Aria didn’t know where she was being taken. A mixture of fear and curiosity took care of her. But she had no one by her side at that time. That is, there was no other option.Her eyes had been blindfolded so she didn’t know where they were going. But at least Aria knew who they were, the enemies of Giovanni Mancini.They arrived at a secluded place, Aria could swear that they had climbed a mountain and with the bandage removed she could see that it was correct. There was only one simple house, right on the highest peak.The woman led her into the property and Aria noticed that it was also simple. There were not many furniture, nor many rooms. And nothing that would accuse that place belonged to a mafia. I mean, a perfect hiding. "What do they want from me? Affecting Giovanni Mancini is no longer a good plan." she said to the woman, sitting on the white couch. The redhead smiled and sat down next to her. "You’re more important than Giovanni Mancini, Aria." "Even? I don’t see how. I
On the day of the feast, everyone was agitated and rushed so that nothing would disturb the evening event.Cassandra warned that she would go out with her colleagues to buy the evening dress. Despite being hurt by her sister’s secret, Aria was glad to see her having friends of her age.Already at night, she observed her own dress, a gift from Giovanni. The dress was elegant and delicate, a red dress, hopefully falling with the black wine skirt, with a slit in front, showing one of the legs. In addition, small crystals were embedded throughout the piece, which made it more dazzling.Aria smiled, this gesture could show that Giovanni really cared about her. But, material goods, kisses and sex, do not replace sincerity and that was what she sought. And that’s what she expected to meet with her boss and party partner. When Giovanni saw her, Aria expected a smile or a silly expression like on the day of the ballet performance. However, she was greeted with the opposite of that. A hateful