***LONDON'S POV***I am freaking out. Fuck! They are going to take me to jail and all of my family is witnessing it firsthand. Fear mixed with adrenaline causes me to look at Zane and his eyes tell a story I cannot explain. "I am getting you out of there before the night ends, little girl," he says as my ass is being hauled out of the mansion. The search party in the house stops and everyone withdraws as they start entering their vans. "Be careful with your her, we don't want you bumping it," an officer says as I sit my ass inside the car, my chest pounding hard against my rib cage. "Keep five men here, no one leaves that living room for another hour and if they resist order, you open fire to warn them off," Sheriff Bianco burst out. His crew answers and with a final look, he jumps into the car, taking me away. I am not familiar with Sicily's law enforcement but the calls passing through the speaker make the air in my lungs catch a few times. "Take me home," I
***LONDON'S POV***The next hours are hell for me, no one comes in here for whatsoever reason. I don't see Sherrif Bianco or Inspector Mario.And since they left, I've passed out three times. Sweat beads on my forehead and I look down at the liquid running down my feet. Urine. A wave of embarrassment washes through me, and I fidget at myself. "This is bad. This is so fucking bad," I mutter out to myself. I don't know how long I stay thinking but then, the door opens and Sherrif Bianco walks in with another officer. I don't see Inspector Mario anywhere. "Uncuff her," he orders not having the balls to look at me in the eyes. The officer snifles and looking down at my feet, he shakes his head. "She pissed herself," he exploded, laughing at me. "You would too if you were suspended in the air for twenty hours," Bianco shoots out. I feel dizzy as a wave of adrenaline hits me. Bending, I vomit and the officer barely has time to move aside before bile hits on his shoes.
***LONDON'S POV*** I watch in pleasure as Zane scoops soup and feeds me with it. "I can do that myself, Daddy," I say opening my mouth to eat. Zane scowls at me and I stay put, eating as much as I can. I know I can't ignore the conversation Zane and I are going to have, but just thinking about it, that fucking cell has bile rising in my throat. "I can't have any more food in me," I complain and Zane looks at the bowl before pushing it aside. I had cleared a good portion of the meal, and that is why Zane let me go. "Daddy?" I call our when he stalks towards the door. "What is the matter?" he asks standing, his hand on his doorknob. "Please, don't leave me alone," I beg, hating myself for being so weak. Huffing, Zane comes back to me, removes his phone, and shoots a message to someone. Waiting, I hope he starts the conversation first, but nothing. A doctor walks in and checks on me. "Your wrists are swollen, but it's nothing to alert about. You will have t
***LONDON'S POV***I don't know how long I stayed perch on Zane's arm enjoying his embrace but I soon fall asleep. The smell of breakfast cooking causes me to wake. "Smells good," I moan stretching out like a cat. "Let's go feed you, little girl," he says. I have a good plate serving of pancakes, bacon and scrambled eggs. A mug of hot chocolate and I devour everything.Lisa walks into the room as I place my plate down. She speaks with Zane in hush voices and then leaves.I feel a knot tie in my stomach as I look at him with dread."What's going on?" I ask out of my chair but I am still too weak. Falling forward, Zane catches me, bringing me towards his cheat. "You are still too weak, you need to sit down," he complains. "Answer my question, please," I say needing to know what is wrong."It's Dante. He isn't feeling well," he says helping me into my sit. "I want to see him too," I argue. "He has a flu, London, I don't want you catching it if that's the case. Don't
***ZANE'S POV***"You need to call down and take care of your wife, she needs you now for support," Alexander says standing in front of me. I know he is right, and stealing a glance to my wife, I feel the knot on my stomach, it tightens and makes it so fucking difficult to breathe. "Get the job done please," I utter, walking towards London. Sweeping her into my arms, she doesn't complain and when I take her to our bedroom and shut the door, walking her to the bed, she just stares at me."You are mad at me," I tell her. "I'm mad at myself," she spits out. "Well, be mad at me over ice cream cake and a romance movie?" I say not giving her a chance to answer. I grab my sweater in the closet and pull it over London's head after taking off her previous clothes. She doesn't argue, in fact, there is a hint of a smile I see building up at the corner of her lips. "Thank you for taking care of me," she mutters."Any time," I reply honestly. Removing my clothes and settling
***ZANE'S POV***We spent the entire day hiding in our room, and sometime before the evening, I checked up on Dante and he was doing fine. Spending some quality time with him, I brought him to come to say hi to his Mama. "Mummy," he calls out wrapping his little hands into her tangled blonde locks of hair. "My baby," London cries out, hugging Dante tightly.They are okay together for a while before I pluck him off London's hands. "Time to nap, Champion," I tell Dante as London waves at him. Returning shortly, I cuddle in with London. It was after dinner when it all happened. The men all looked calm until Don Russell spoke. "We have a meeting at the office after dinner," he says. All prying eyes were on him but no further information was said. My wife was on my thighs, eating bits of food from our plate. "You better eat some more, little girl," I whisper in her hair and feel her shudder. Turning towards me, she scowls at me before returning to taking bites of her
***ZANE'S POV***I walk into Don Russell's office and the faces of the men are rough. What catches my attention is a grey beaded man standing beside the window. Sheriff Bianco.Anger flares in my nostrils and as I fist my hands into balls, I walk towards him anger in my eyes. "You son of a bitch," I backed out in fury as I stomped towards him, punching the shit out of his face. "Zane. You big motherfucker, get off him," Rio shrieks as he rushes towards me, Alex behind him. Grabbing each side of my arm, they pull me away and I sneer at the bloody man in the floor. "What the fuck is he doing here?" I bark out shifting my men away from my side. Sheriff Bianco helps himself up and as he polishes himself, I shoot him killer eyes. I try to launch myself at him but my brothers block the way. "Enough, Zane. Put your ass on the chair," Don Russell barks out. My eyes turn to him and he doesn't changes his position, making me know that this isn't bargainable. "Don't
***ZANE'S POV***"I am just a messenger," Sheriff Bianco says after a while. "I thought you said you were escaping? How do you have the time to be a messenger then?" Alex ask looking suspicious. Bianco shifts in his chair but he speaks up eventually. "Well, I am. But I got this sent to me while I was going out of the city. This made me change my mind and come here because I know if I leave, they will catch me in less than no time," he explains removing his phone from his pocket and showing a message to me. I grab the phone and read the words displayed on the screen and I scroll through it. "What the fuck is this?" I bark out as Alex grab the phone from me and read it.."What does he want?" Don Russell asks his voice calm and patient. "Well, he wants to meet me. I can't have a meeting with him. That is out of the question," I let out."You have to. I have to convince you to meet him if not he will be killing me," Sheriff Bianco says. "Don't you deserve it for being