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
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
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
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
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
Aria woke up with a headache. The yellow light made her eyes close again. She moaned in pain, feeling her whole body hurt. Especially your skull.With courage, she opened her eyes again and gave a moan of pain. Aria noticed that she was in a white place, with a device attached to her body. A hospital for sure.Soon after, someone entered the room. It was Cassandra."Cass." Aria called her sister with a weak voice.Cassandra ran to her and groped the bed until it reached her hand. "Aria, what a relief. You’re fine." Cass hugged her. "We were so worried.""What happened, Cass? I remember the car we were in fell into the water." Aria commented, trying to remember something but the damn headache did not allow. "Calm down. Let’s take it slow, you’ve been out for 5 days, Ari. I’m going to call the nurse and the doctor to examine you, so we’ll talk, all right?" Cassandra said about to leave but, Aria interrupted her. "Wait. 5 days? What happened to me? And Laura and Alissa?" She looked inc
Chapter 41 - Ice Cream Even if Aria now knew about the dangerous situation she was in, she would never get used to the conflicts and the feeling of her possible death.They managed to escape without being intercepted by the police, which was a relief. Aria would not know what to answer. She looked at Giovanni’s shoulder, worried. At least the bleeding had stopped, but she would still need stitches.His calm with the situation still scared her. Giovanni drove as if the shoulder was not hurt, as if there was no pain and as if their near death had not happened."This is a mobster. Someone who’s used to these things that we ordinary people can’t even imagine." Aria thought to herself."Are you all right?" he asked looking into her eyes with a smile. "What are you thinking?" Aria was awakened from her thoughts. The wind touched her hair as they approached the Mancini house. "Hmm?" she asked still thoughtful. "Aren’t you in pain?" Aria said pointing to his arm. "Don’t worry. I’ll be fin
Alissa walked through the streets of the city. There, it seemed that she was just an ordinary citizen. However, Alissa was everything except that.The phone rang at that moment. The number she already knew and was making her afraid of fear, appeared on the screen."Hello?" she asked with the voice and trembling hands.The voice on the other side asked about the secret information and she lied, speaking in code. There was no response from the other side. This made Alissa understand that she had the rope around her neck.Alissa hung up the phone shaking. She should have called for help? But from whom? Mateo? After that kiss, they didn’t talk right. The situation was already too complicated. But this made her admit to herself that she had feelings for him.The woman went towards his apartment and something inside her, instinct, told him that there was something wrong. Alissa sent a message to Mateo through a specific key and prepared for what was coming. She pulled the gun from the holst