I started my training weeks ago, I couldn't run as fast as I wanted to without my scar hurting and I couldn't do a lot, to begin with. Still, once I got home I would do certain exercises to blend in with the pain on the emotional side and the physical too, and I found it so much easier and better.Cody started showing me guns and how to use them.He showed me the clips and the magazines and how to load and unload but using guns would always be the very last resort as long as I held his protection and some of Lorenzo's men but even that it was hard to accept.These are the basic skills that I would need to live in their world and to be safe on my own. When I wasn't training and using all my physical abilities to escape someone if it ever happened, I was continuing to follow Alexei across Chicago Via CCTV footage even managing to pick up a timeline of the times he would visit Russia with his son and his men. Not very often.Then I started following the spawn of satan.Or more specifical
2 hours before."You're getting slow old man" Rafael says as he dodges my next punch."Slow? Fuck off.""Seriously man, what's going on?""I'm sorry if I'm not fucking sunshine. I lost my woman and I lost my unborn child the same fucking week" I say as I throw punch after punch his way. I'm only 29. Almost 30 but the fact that I have lost so much in such a short period of my life is my karma.All the bad things I have done and all the lives I've taken, the men I have lost on the way make me feel rage so deep today that everything I have felt since Isabella walked out of my house makes me feel angry.Pain. Anger. Grief.The whole fucking bunch and it kills me to watch her this way. It hurts so deeply that she hasn't even left her apartment unless it's to go out with Cody. That I know of.A few days ago, I had followed him once again and she was wearing black leggings, a hoodie and sunglasses paired with heavy black boots. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail and she looked underweight.
"Isabella?" He says my name with that Italian accent that I love so much.My heart is hurting with him being here but it's also kicking me for not feeling like I could be honest with him to begin with."Yes?" I answer."I want to kiss you so bad. I want to take you to bed and I want to lay with your head on my chest. I want you to hear how fast my heart is beating.Because right now it's beating so fast I feel like it might explode"His words shouldn't make me feel warm. They shouldn't make me feel anything.But they do.I take his hand and I lead him across the hall. I know I shouldn't and I know it's going to hurt when he leaves but I need to feel him. I need to hold him even if it's for one last time.Maybe I can convince myself that everything will be okay. He will leave and move on but my heart isn't in the same cahoots as it should be with my brain. My heart is telling me to love him still. To ask him to give me another chance. To love me. To forgive me but my pride won't allow
A pregnancy test.$100,000A Range Rover SUV jet black.The words he's spewing seem so far away. It doesn't seem like a man who wants me, but then again, does he really want me? Did he want me this afternoon, or was it just a punishment?"And what do I tell my cousins? Lorenzo?" I ask through the lump in my throat."Tell them you're travelling. Lorenzo won't buy it though so tell him it's space to think. He will offer alternatives but I need you to leave and stop screwing with my brother's head. He's the Don of a crime family. He doesn't need you."No, because he's got his new life waiting for him.A life I couldn't give him."Fine" I say but I feel my heart shattering all over again. He wants me gone and to stay gone so I will. I'll stay gone and I'll do what I need to do in order to survive."Oh and Isabella""What?" I ask without looking at him."I'm sorry you lost your baby. I know this is extremely hurtful and not the time, but Lorenzo needs an heir or heiress. You couldn't give
My plans backfired.I didn't want to go over to her house and lie to her face.I don't know what else I can do. When the box came to the house, the letter inside the envelope was what made me look at everything else gathered inside.It wasn't cryptic. It wasn't too long or too short. It was straight to the point.Lorenzo.Our time months ago, it has been proven that it was a magical night.I'd hate to think you'd abandon me and your unborn child.I know the kind of work you do. I know the type of man you are. I also happen to know that my child- Our child will be just like you as well. Everything about this is precious and a shock but I need you.One night together doesn't define what we could have.Here is a photo of the scan of our little boy, I'd like to think you'd accept my apology for springing this on you but you never returned my calls and you also never get seen about on your own so I couldn't talk to you about it. And then you became obsessed with another woman but if you wa
4 days is what it took to do a 12-hour drive.I took 4 days to get from one state to another. On my way to Chicago, I did a bit of sightseeing in different places, I went to a few restaurants I've always wanted to travel to and did a bit of exploring during the day but slept at a simple motel.One of the first stops was New Jersey. It's as big as I believed it to be and I managed to go exploring while I was there. Visited one of the attractions which was Cape May, tried some of their famous wines and sat near a bonfire on the beach which was lovely.By day 3 I had gone through Pennsylvania, Ohio and Illinois and all three trips were heaven! So many beautiful sights I caught on the new phone I have and exploring some of the things each state does without boarding a plane or leaving America, I really did enjoy myself.It's been 5 days since I've seen Lorenzo. I haven't switched my phone on just in case they could still track it but I did remove my SIM card and also bought a new phone to
It has been 9 days since I've spoken to my girl. Once I found out what really happened the night Dante came home from throwing out the 'Trash' I couldn't believe my ears. But let's just say I'm thankful for my mother and father being at home."You going to be pissed at your brother for life now?" My dad asked me the night I split my brother's lip, gave him a black eye, broke his nose and broke 3 of his fingers on his shit hand. I walked out angrier than I had ever been."No. But right now he can fucking do one. He had no right""What happened between you and this woman?" He asks as he takes a sip of his whiskeySighing I take a sip of my own drink. It had been a hell of a night of sparring with some of my men, getting angry over minor situations and a woman I couldn't get out of my head.A woman who continuously beat herself up over losing our baby. I knew it wasn't her fault but she was adamant that it was all her fault. No amount of words I could say would make her guilt or fear go
17-year-old Isabella"Mama, I don't understand the sudden rush"I speak over my mom's frantic movements, her quick assurance to let me know that everything she's doing is basically non-negotiable. Nothing she ever does is without thinking it through properly. She has to do her checklists, and she needs to do them months in advance if I remember correctly, but I know that this move is going to shit one way or the other."Por Amor de Dios, Isabella, Simplemente Empaca to habiticón y apaga ese telefono," which basically translates to 'For goodness sakes, Isabella, just pack up your room and switch that phone off,' and which also means..."Shut up and let me do this my way"Yes, boss.Leaving my mother to the kitchen and living room, I make my way upstairs and find myself locking my bedroom door. I live in a lovely town in Malaga, Spain, and I have been raised here all of my life, so moving to America...it's a lot to deal with.I'd like to think that my mother is doing this solely for chan
It has been 9 days since I've spoken to my girl. Once I found out what really happened the night Dante came home from throwing out the 'Trash' I couldn't believe my ears. But let's just say I'm thankful for my mother and father being at home."You going to be pissed at your brother for life now?" My dad asked me the night I split my brother's lip, gave him a black eye, broke his nose and broke 3 of his fingers on his shit hand. I walked out angrier than I had ever been."No. But right now he can fucking do one. He had no right""What happened between you and this woman?" He asks as he takes a sip of his whiskeySighing I take a sip of my own drink. It had been a hell of a night of sparring with some of my men, getting angry over minor situations and a woman I couldn't get out of my head.A woman who continuously beat herself up over losing our baby. I knew it wasn't her fault but she was adamant that it was all her fault. No amount of words I could say would make her guilt or fear go
4 days is what it took to do a 12-hour drive.I took 4 days to get from one state to another. On my way to Chicago, I did a bit of sightseeing in different places, I went to a few restaurants I've always wanted to travel to and did a bit of exploring during the day but slept at a simple motel.One of the first stops was New Jersey. It's as big as I believed it to be and I managed to go exploring while I was there. Visited one of the attractions which was Cape May, tried some of their famous wines and sat near a bonfire on the beach which was lovely.By day 3 I had gone through Pennsylvania, Ohio and Illinois and all three trips were heaven! So many beautiful sights I caught on the new phone I have and exploring some of the things each state does without boarding a plane or leaving America, I really did enjoy myself.It's been 5 days since I've seen Lorenzo. I haven't switched my phone on just in case they could still track it but I did remove my SIM card and also bought a new phone to
My plans backfired.I didn't want to go over to her house and lie to her face.I don't know what else I can do. When the box came to the house, the letter inside the envelope was what made me look at everything else gathered inside.It wasn't cryptic. It wasn't too long or too short. It was straight to the point.Lorenzo.Our time months ago, it has been proven that it was a magical night.I'd hate to think you'd abandon me and your unborn child.I know the kind of work you do. I know the type of man you are. I also happen to know that my child- Our child will be just like you as well. Everything about this is precious and a shock but I need you.One night together doesn't define what we could have.Here is a photo of the scan of our little boy, I'd like to think you'd accept my apology for springing this on you but you never returned my calls and you also never get seen about on your own so I couldn't talk to you about it. And then you became obsessed with another woman but if you wa
A pregnancy test.$100,000A Range Rover SUV jet black.The words he's spewing seem so far away. It doesn't seem like a man who wants me, but then again, does he really want me? Did he want me this afternoon, or was it just a punishment?"And what do I tell my cousins? Lorenzo?" I ask through the lump in my throat."Tell them you're travelling. Lorenzo won't buy it though so tell him it's space to think. He will offer alternatives but I need you to leave and stop screwing with my brother's head. He's the Don of a crime family. He doesn't need you."No, because he's got his new life waiting for him.A life I couldn't give him."Fine" I say but I feel my heart shattering all over again. He wants me gone and to stay gone so I will. I'll stay gone and I'll do what I need to do in order to survive."Oh and Isabella""What?" I ask without looking at him."I'm sorry you lost your baby. I know this is extremely hurtful and not the time, but Lorenzo needs an heir or heiress. You couldn't give
"Isabella?" He says my name with that Italian accent that I love so much.My heart is hurting with him being here but it's also kicking me for not feeling like I could be honest with him to begin with."Yes?" I answer."I want to kiss you so bad. I want to take you to bed and I want to lay with your head on my chest. I want you to hear how fast my heart is beating.Because right now it's beating so fast I feel like it might explode"His words shouldn't make me feel warm. They shouldn't make me feel anything.But they do.I take his hand and I lead him across the hall. I know I shouldn't and I know it's going to hurt when he leaves but I need to feel him. I need to hold him even if it's for one last time.Maybe I can convince myself that everything will be okay. He will leave and move on but my heart isn't in the same cahoots as it should be with my brain. My heart is telling me to love him still. To ask him to give me another chance. To love me. To forgive me but my pride won't allow
2 hours before."You're getting slow old man" Rafael says as he dodges my next punch."Slow? Fuck off.""Seriously man, what's going on?""I'm sorry if I'm not fucking sunshine. I lost my woman and I lost my unborn child the same fucking week" I say as I throw punch after punch his way. I'm only 29. Almost 30 but the fact that I have lost so much in such a short period of my life is my karma.All the bad things I have done and all the lives I've taken, the men I have lost on the way make me feel rage so deep today that everything I have felt since Isabella walked out of my house makes me feel angry.Pain. Anger. Grief.The whole fucking bunch and it kills me to watch her this way. It hurts so deeply that she hasn't even left her apartment unless it's to go out with Cody. That I know of.A few days ago, I had followed him once again and she was wearing black leggings, a hoodie and sunglasses paired with heavy black boots. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail and she looked underweight.
I started my training weeks ago, I couldn't run as fast as I wanted to without my scar hurting and I couldn't do a lot, to begin with. Still, once I got home I would do certain exercises to blend in with the pain on the emotional side and the physical too, and I found it so much easier and better.Cody started showing me guns and how to use them.He showed me the clips and the magazines and how to load and unload but using guns would always be the very last resort as long as I held his protection and some of Lorenzo's men but even that it was hard to accept.These are the basic skills that I would need to live in their world and to be safe on my own. When I wasn't training and using all my physical abilities to escape someone if it ever happened, I was continuing to follow Alexei across Chicago Via CCTV footage even managing to pick up a timeline of the times he would visit Russia with his son and his men. Not very often.Then I started following the spawn of satan.Or more specifical
I have spent 10 days in the hospital.I'd spent that week on so many pain meds and antibiotics to help with my immunity, I had days where I felt okay to sit up but then I'd be feeling utter shit the next day and shivering, Coughing and being sick.But I couldn't stop thinking about Lorenzo.I'd never seen a man cry before and he cried. I saw it.I felt it. I could feel the drips in my neck. I heard them talking and arguing when they thought I was asleep.Some nights I'd even pretend to be asleep so I didn't have to speak with anyone. I couldn't stand to see the pity roaming in their eyes when no one cared when he threw me out. But I never had the energy to throw him out the way he did me. Rude I know, but I couldn't bear listening to their Pity. I needed to think.Last night though, I couldn't stop the flow of tears as I looked at my scan. My baby was just a blob but the red and blue colours where his or her heartbeat was what made me cry even harder.It was pip. My pip.Cody dropp
Evie and Elena showed up at the hospital, frantic and worried, wondering what's going on and that's when I spot Cody leaving Isabella's room.He stands next to the door and scrapes his hand down his face before turning and locking eyes with me.He storms up to me and I know the look in his eyes. Murderous.He throws a punch and gets me in the jaw. Then another. And another and I let him."Fight back!" he says but I can't. I shake my head which makes him hit harder."Fucking fight back!" he shouts gathering a bit of a crowd around."Cody! Hey!" Evie says but he doesn't listen to her. He keeps throwing punches."A whore! A FUCKING WHORE! You accused her of selling herself and betraying you?" he says with another punch and this time our men get in the middle and separate him from actually trying to harm."Let me the fuck go" he shouts but they don't. They are his friends just as much as my family and employees.I haven't cried since I was a child. I don't cry over things. I don't show an