Sofia’s pov When Ryan informed me that he and Ethan were in trouble and had a lot of answering to do the master for letting his wife out of the house without any kind of protection, made it more real to me that this was indeed happening, and that it wasn’t any sort of weird dream.Despite how much I had tried not to cry, I spent almost all the time on our way home in tears. Ethan ride separately in the car he and Ryan had ridden in to come pick me up, while Ryan drove the one I wa currently in. Because Ryan felt like I was dehydrated, he offered me some water before he had began to drive and kept on unstinting until I had drank a little of the water. But at this point, it felt like I had managed to cry out all the water inside of me, including the one I had taken in some time ago.Because I needed some kind of resssursnce, even though I knew damn well that Ryan was just as clueless as I was on it Armani was going to be okay, and still went ahead and asked him the question. Rya
Luca’s POV To say I was furious right now was going to be an understatement. I was so damn angry, it felt like the emotion inside of me kept building each passing seconds.My brother was missing.The only brother who I have, who have been kept safe for over a decade in the states, and had only returned last night. It hasn’t even been up to twenty four hours and he’s already kidnapped by God knows who.The fact that James has been worried about this particular thing before Armani has arrived, made me so much angrier, because definitely, all these could have been easily been avoided if I hadn’t allowed him to come back here. The fact that he was kidnapped, definitely means that someone had ratted out that he was now back in Italy, because no one knew about his arrival except James and my guards.There was so much that needed to be done, but they were all going to have to wait because I need to find Armani as fast as possible. What could have made him and Sofia leave the house w
Luca’s POV As expected, there were no footage of the kidnapping scene in the cameras, and so that left us to scanning the plate number and following it, in hopes of catching up with the kidnappers. It wasn’t long that we got the car if the plate number, and began to follow it. I knew it was going to ne way too easy if we end up finding Armani this way, all because we looked for the plate number.As expected, the plate number led us to a dead end. It wasn’t like a dead end completely, it was an end that made it sink in that all what was currently happening was way more serious than I expected.The supposed car which we had traced down to this very spot, was in complete shambles. The car was completely ruined with bullets and there was blood everywhere. I didn’t need to be told that a fight had occurred here, and from how warm the dead bodies in the car was, it was very obvious that it hadn’t been long since the men were killed.“Fuck… just fuck.” James cursed from the other sid
Luca’s POV I didn’t return home that night, didn’t sleep a wink either. Instead, I had been trying everything possible in other to find my brother, and James was beside me throughout. The thought of going back home to Sofia just wasn’t sitting right with me yet, and that was because I wasn’t sure of how I was going to reach to her yet. I was yet to fully digest the fact that she had thought I was going to hit her.How could she even think that? I asked myself quietly as different images flashed through my mind, all containing moments of Sofia looking stunning as hell, while some contained moments of her sobbing and flinching away from me. There was just something not sitting right about that whole thing, but I wasn’t going to think about that for now.Which was one of the reasons why I had decided to not go home that night. It was the first time I wasn’t going to arrive home that night since I got married to Sofia, it was the first time in a really long time that I was this bu
Luca’s POV A new day has come and the location of the phone call had ended yo being a dead end, like the clove on the phone had said it was going to be, which was why I wasn’t all that disappointed. But I was really angry, angrier than I had been the night before.The voices of the voice on the phone, had been narrowed down to three, which all looked too young to be in the mafia. I had a hunch that the person who I had spoken to last night might be one of them, which meat only one thing; I hadn’t spoken to the boss last night like I had suspected, but had spoken to a kid that had probably been paid fo do that, or had been blackmailed into doing that. My guess was right because when I had called the number again, the voice had been completely different from how it had sounded last night.When I had called the unknown voice out on his bullshit and that I had been able to figure out who had been on the call last night and that it wasn’t one of them, the voice had only laughed and a
Luca’s POV Armani was alive now and that was all that matters. After capturing the man behind all of this, who wan also shot in the arm and leg, he got taken hostage, because he still gave a lot of answering to do to me.I cradled Armani in my arms and made sure he was breathing, before he got carefully lifted and placed in his car. To say I wasn’t blaming myself for all what had happened, would be an understatement. But then James’ words keep resounding in my head, that I wasn’t to blame myself for any of these.After clearing out the now messy as hell scene, we headed straight for one of my condos here in italy, there was just no way I’d be taking him home this way, and taking him to an actual hospital was out of the question. From the look of his wound and how badly he had been bleeding before James had stopped the bleeding by tying a cloth to stop the flow of blood, it seems like he was going to be needing more than a few stitches, and so he was going to have to get tended to
Luca’s POV I found Sofia in her painting room.After observing her for a while, I’ve come to notice that she took that room as a place where she found solace, it was why I had headed there straight.She wasn’t painting, as expected. Instead, she was huddled on the far end of the room, on the ground, against the wall, with her legs pulled against her chest. She wasn’t asleep though, even though it was already half past eleven. Her eyes snapped up as soon as I had pushed the door open, and she was on her feet in an instant, as soon as she had noticed my presence.She was dressed in a shirt, a white big shirt which I noticed was mine, and it was like a dress on her small body, as expected. Her hair was let down and they framed her face and sides, making her look so damn ethereal. Her eyes were what pulled me in, they were wide and sad and glassy, like she had been crying or had been about to start crying right now, and I felt my heart clench painfully in my chest.I moved away from
Luca’s POV “I’m so sorry though, if I hadn’t agreed to showing him around, none of this would have happened.” She supplied after a few moments and I shook my head at her as I stroked her hair.“It’s not your fault, bunny. You had no idea it was going to happen. I didn’t mean to make it seem like I was blaming you, so stop feeling bad, okay?” I murmured to her and she slowly nodded her head, even though I was sure she was definitely going to still keep feeling bad about it.“I hope nothing happens to him.” She whispered after a few moments, and that was when I remembered that I still haven’t informed her that Armani have already been found.“He’s fine, bunny. We found him some hours ago.” Tears sprang to her eyes instantly and she was in my arms once again, sobbing tears of relief, that were still tugging at my chest. I hated seeing her cry, no matter the kind of tears.“Is he okay?” She finally asked when she pulled away. “Is he here now?” I shook my head and breathed out a s