The next day, Mateo and Alissa were sitting in front of Giovanni with the information that Mari had given her."Mari worked as a partner of a chief of police in Parma, a city here in northern Italy. He hid important information from the Russian mafia in exchange for money, after all, no one would suspect a police officer from the interior." Alissa began to tell the story that had been passed on to her. "Mari found him dead, poisoned 1 month ago. He died while signing a transfer document from a bank account to his. The account is not known here in Italy. Well, what matters is that for the first time, Mari was able to access his computer and found various information, including Aria’s." Alissa paused to breathe as she joined her two hands above the table." And what does Aria have to do with it? "Giovanni asked, anxious." She was in one of the files. Her, Cassandra and their parents. From what it looks like, they were investigators in the past. We don’t know if they were part of any m
The weather in Venice was cool and comfortable, Alissa took the opportunity to remove the red jacket she was wearing and stretch her muscles."Come on. Let’s settle in." Mateo said handing her a black mask. After all, keeping the description was what mattered. The hotel was simple but comfortable and very beautiful, with light walls and golden details. The pair presented themselves as a couple, Mr. and Mrs. Rizzo. The woman smiled at them and asked someone to guide them both into a double room. Alissa swallowed dry upon noticing the double bed. Mateo approached her and whispered in her ear:"Don’t worry, sweetie. I won’t do anything you don’t want." And with that, he came out saying:"Feel free. I’ll sort out some issues for tonight." Not knowing what to think or do, Alissa just threw herself into bed and waited for time to pass. Thinking about what would come next for the night. ------Alissa woke up with the noise of the shower and a beautiful green dress hanging in the wardrobe
Alissa held her breath at the scene. They should have warned Giovanni, but it would be very suspicious to do that at the moment.The party continued normally, but something terrifying caught Alissa’s attention. A characteristic aroma that has been in your mind for years since that unfortunately unforgettable day in your life.The couples were changed to beat the music. Something she should accept not to raise suspicion. His new partner, dressed in black and gold and his mask had painted golden tears. And to the terror of Alissa, the odor intensified.Frightened, the woman looked around looking for Mateo. However, she could not see him among so many people. This made her panic, she was alone with this stranger who probably murdered her parents and tortured her."Miss me, little girl?" He turned her around the hall and whispered in her ear. Alissa was cold, her hands trembling with fear. She recognized this term. Only one of them used it on her. A man with blue eyes.Alissa felt weak,
Giovanni didn’t know how to react to the information that Mateo and Alissa sent. Things were getting more complicated.It was still early when he received the message on his phone. It was not ideal, but necessary. After all, if his security guards had been attacked, it could happen again at any time and the information would be taken with them without reaching his ears. The mobster gave a long sigh, it was dark, only one window flap opened allowed the light of the rising sun to enter and illuminate slightly the face of Aria who slept next to him.Giovanni smiled, slightly removing a hair from her face, which even with his touch remained asleep. Even with the affection he already felt for her, the doubt of his past came to his mind, tormenting him again. He got out of bed, with his ex’s face in mind. What if Aria was like her? Insecurity and paranoia came in his torment. If he had been deceived again, it could be again.Finally, annoyed, Giovanni decided to take a cigarette and smoke
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
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
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
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
Giovanni couldn’t be more ready for that mission. It would be the day they’d rescue Aria and her baby. His men had already gone forward, disguised, to cover the ground and investigate.At that time, Lorenzo and Cassandra were already safe at home, which was someone less to worry about Giovanni. They and their closest agents were in a private jet and his gun was ready to fire a bullet right into Yuri Orlov’s head, he would regret hurting his daughter and kidnapping the woman he loved. And for all the other crimes he had committed against his family. He looked to the side and noticed Alissa and Mateo. It was hard for them too and Giovanni would allow revenge of both. "Be careful today, you two. You two are the ones I trust most. Even after your betrayal, Alissa, I know it was for a good cause." Mateo stood in front of his girlfriend, but, Giovanni just laughed. "Don’t worry. Alissa has done a lot for us and I understand why she acted as she did. Don’t worry, you’re safe."Sighing w
When Mateo showed her the picture of Aria’s grandfather and uncle, Alissa knew that her suspicions were correct.Looking at the photo of Mikhail Orlov, she felt repulsion. The desire to shoot in the middle of the face of that bastard and take that smile off his face, was huge. She promised herself that she would do it. Alissa would no longer be afraid and avenge her parents.They died just for information, but what kind? Would it be something about Aria’s parents? She’d have to find out. Now because of Natasha, they had some leads. Unfortunately, Alissa was dying of pain because of those sons of bitches. Then, Mateo would have to do the job for her. But soon, she could at least be up to give the final blow. ------The first place they decided to investigate was, incredibly, Alissa’s old house. The macabre place where her parents had been murdered. In this case, she thanked for not having to go there."My parents always kept copies of every investigation." she told Mateo through the
Lorenzo returned to the hospital room. The doctor took tests to check his health and recommended a psychologist.Cassandra had awakened at that moment and noticing the silence of Lorenzo, asked what happened. He hugged her strongly and this time, it was his turn to cry in her arms. Cassandra confronted him, allowing him to just cry without asking questions.-----Giovanni left them alone and sat briefly in the waiting room. He moved his feet anxiously. This time he checked the person who had died himself and yes, it was her, Natasha, his ex-wife. She was really dead. A hurricane of thoughts took over Giovanni’s mind. Many things were happening at the same time, and sometimes it was too much even for him. He needed to reorganize his thoughts. Had Natasha’s death been a move of Orlov? Probably not. Your ex would never do that if it was not by his own choice. The pieces still needed to fit. "Damn." Giovanni cursed mentally, he had never felt so lost as now. Aria was still missing, the
Chapter 49 - Surgery.Today was the most important day for Lorenzo and Cassandra. The day of the transplant.Lorenzo hugged her from behind when he saw her thoughtful. The bedroom window was open, showing a dubbed time."Are you nervous?" he asked, giving her a kiss on the cheek.Cassandra hugged him and held his hand. "I wish Aria was here. She would like to be." "Sure, she would. But my dad will be there. I know it’s not the same thing but..." Lorenzo said with a sigh. "I’m sorry she wasn’t here." Cassandra smiled, reaching his face and stroking his cheek. "It’s not your fault, dear." It was the first time she called him that. "Of any family, my father’s old family would hunt us forever. Without you to help us, I wouldn’t know what to do. I’m sure Aria will come back to us. I’m the one who’s useless and can’t do anything." Cassandra said angrily in her voice. " Don’t say that!" Lorenzo raised the tone of his voice." You saved me, Cassandra. We all love you here. I love you. You a
Natasha drove towards the hideout. She had expected them to take Aria, but that they attacked Laura was not a thought that had passed through her mind.Natasha pressed the steering wheel hard, the car almost hit a pole. How did they have the courage to attack their little girl?Family was everything and the Russian mafia was her family. But, their children were too. And they were more important than their first family.Natasha had called Orlav, to be aware of the latest events and he said with his cold and cynical voice:"We tried to kill the traitor and my granddaughter, unfortunately failed. Ah, your daughter was together. Maybe she can not wake up. Sorry, we were in a hurry." He said without any guilt or remorse. After all, who was not important to him, was not important to the mafia.Natasha drove as fast as she could, that bastard would pay. But she couldn’t act hastily. She took a deep breath and focused her thoughts on going to her daughter first and taking care of Orlav later.
As Mikhail had promised, Aria was invited to dinner. And she would not risk denying his presence.She woke up with a knock on the door and a red dress hanging in her wardrobe. Now they decided what she should wear? Aria clenched her fists, she was not their property. But it was better to cooperate.She wore the dress that had a slight V-neck and a slit in the leg. Put on her silver shoes and went out.Aria was not silly, she could have been taken by them and deprived of any interaction with the outside world. But there should be some way to get contact or escape.The nanny watched the corridor and unfortunately there was nothing interesting in the place, just two more rooms. Without seeing, Aria went down the stairs towards the dining room.The two Orlav men were sitting in mahogany chairs while dinner had been served at the same material table.Yuri Orlav looked at his granddaughter with a smile that Aria did not return. Her uncle did the same, comparing her to her mother. "You look
On the way home, Cassandra didn’t know how to feel anymore. A void took hold of her for a few moments, she didn’t know who she was anymore. Much had happened, revelations about her family, but Cassandra cared only for her sister and she had been taken away again. She couldn’t take it anymore.Lorenzo shook her hand as she began to tremble. Silent tears began to run down Cassandra’s face and she finally collapsed. Lorenzo hugged her as she cried and clung to him. All the way to the Mancini home followed filled by such a moment.When they left the car, there was only silence. Cassandra’s tears had already dried. Laura was taken to her room, with doctors and nurses on her heels, to install the child in her old accommodation. She had not yet opened her eyes. Cassandra shook the little girl’s hand, but there was no answer. Would life smile again for them one day? Cassandra and Aria’s lives changed drastically when they met the Mancinis. They have known more love and affection, but also
Aria woke up with a headache again. She wasn’t having much luck lately. Her eyes took long to open completely. Until finally, the nanny could see where I was.The room had blue walls, was simple and clean. It did not have many furniture, all light and solid wood. There was only a desk, a wardrobe and a nightstand with a lamp. The windows were closed, but it was already dark and you could see the moon by the transparency of it. Aria stood up and looked at the place, she almost fell, because a slight dizziness hit her. She leaned in at the desk and was surprised to see a picture of a family: The father, the man best known as his grandfather who had been his tenant for years; a woman with brown hair and green eyes, probably his grandmother; an 18 year old young man whom she knew very well, his father, with deep brown eyes and finally a young man of 13 years old very similar to the previous one, only that he had green eyes.The door opened and Aria heard a whistle, green eyes stared at h
That day returned in her dreams again. This happened from time to time, proof that this dark moment would always remain in your subconscious.Her parents were dead on the ground, blood had splattered on her face and her gaze was of terror. Her body was shaking and Alissa was afraid to look up. As much as the vision in front of him was frightening, what was in another direction was even more scary.However, something distracted her for a second, a whistle, or rather a sequence of whistles. An unrecognizable pattern.Soon the sound stopped and Alissa’s face was pulled up, being forced to look up and observe green eyes. "Let’s play, sweetie? Don’t worry, we won’t kill you." The voice dragged said.And Alissa heard laughter mixed with the sound of a huge bang. She woke up in panic, eyes wide, sweating and trembling with fear. A familiar smell calmed her somehow, it was Mateo who was hugging." Calm down, I’m here. It was just an explosion." He whispered so quietly that only she could hear