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Mia. I am woken up by my relentless ringing phone. Squinting my eyes due to the excess light in the room, I glance at the screen and cuss when I see who the caller is. I quickly end the call and blankly stare at the countless messages he sent me. Who does this guy think he is? He is playing with my feelings like I am some fucking ball. Without much thinking, I delete the messages and instantly block his number. Rico can go fuck himself. I quickly take a short shower because I am needed at the office today. The slight headache reminds me I don't have pills with me. This is so fucked up. Either way, I am thankful my body is regaining its strength. Rushing downstairs, I am met with Alessio preparing breakfast. Where do people find men who can cook? "Where is Matt? We are leaving" I stand beside him to peek at what he is cooking. "Breakfast is almost ready. Don't forget you are still sick" Alessio says turning the pancake on the pan. I stare at his bruised knuckles and my stomac
Mia. "Be careful" Alessio murmurs taking the lead and opening the door to Massimo's penthouse. Everywhere is dead quiet when we enter and it causes us to be more cautious. Massimo's house is warmer than I expected. He was a clean freak, the neat white couches are proof. Too bad he is gone."Was he like your boyfriend or something?"Nicole whispers, and shake my head with a chuckle. "No he wasn't. Let's spread up. We are here to find something valuable that will lead us to Maxim. I will check his room" I say walking in the direction where the bedrooms are located. because I easily locate the master bedroom and I sigh in relief walking in. Unlike the living room, his bedroom has a dark theme. The walls are grey, and the curtains together with the bedspreads are all black. His scent still lingers around like he was just here. Damn Rico. I walk further and head straight to the drawers of the bedside table. Apart from a bunch of condoms and his ornaments, I find nothing useful. I am
Mia. What is he doing? Does Rico want to die? "What's the deal, Rico? You want to fucking die?" I grit out, getting out of my car. Rico takes off the helmet and approaches me too. I can't deny the fact that he is damn hot. But his behavior doesn't correspond with his looks at all. Today he wore a white tracksuit with black stripes. The white Nike sneakers match his attire and it makes him look so clean."Baby, I am sorry" he whispers, taking the last step before me. Rico has dark circles around his eyes and he looks exhausted. It has just been a day yet, he looks like shit."I was totally consumed with jealousy and I couldn't think straight. I regret every word I said, and I want you to know I didn't mean it" his voice is so soft to listen to. Rico's tender eyes hold remorse and regret, but I hesitate. It's easy for someone to just say inappropriate stuff without thinking. The receiver is the one to bear the hard blow and as much as I want to forgive him, I can't stop thinking abou
Mia. "So this guy, do you like him?" Nicole enquires, as she gets in her jersey. Since we are going to support Matt, I had Neera buy us jerseys and print Matt's name on them. I am so excited for today. I can't wait to see what a school looks like and even though I'm not going there to learn, I will have the experience of interacting with my fellow teenagers. "Of course not. I don't like him in that manner. He is my friend" I scowl at Nicole, and she laughs raising her hands up in surrender. I can't risk anyone's life again. I underestimated Rico's jealousy. Now I know what he is capable of. "I was just asking, Mia. How do I look?" Alessio hasn't returned yet. I presume he will be back today because it's the second day since he left. I enjoy Nicole's company though. She is more humble than Kay but I love both of them. "You look good" Her jersey is yellow, mine is red and Neera's is blue. I hope Matt will appreciate his new group of fans. I chose black spandex shorts, knee-length wh
Mia. "Bring the first aid kit, and call the doctor, Sam" Carl shouts, as they set Rico on the bed in one of the private rooms. I feel an intense contraction in my heart as I stare at the man I love writhing in pain. Why would he take a bullet for me? It was so selfless of him but can't he understand the trauma he is putting me through? "Baby, keep your eyes on me, don't close them, okay? " I cry, as I cradle his head on my lap. With how badly he is bleeding, I am scared that if he closes his eyes right now, he will never open them again."I am... Okay," Rico stutters, coughing out blood and it brings more tears to my eyes. " Carl, do something" I helplessly beg, as tears of sorrow blind my sight. "The bullets went deep. We need a fucking doctor" Carl yells pressing on the wounds to stop more bleeding but his efforts seem futile."Hurry up, Sam. We fucking have more than one doctor, call all of them" Carl's hands are full of blood and it scares the shit out of me. It pains me to l
Rico. "Do you still have doubts about Mia?" Dante's angry voice sounds above me and I try to open my eyes but it seems impossible. My body feels like it's pressed down with a tremendous force. No matter how hard I try to move it, it proves fruitless. I can hear their voices but I can't react in any way. Did they do something to her? She promised she wouldn't leave me but I can't feel her presence. Did she leave me again? "He just offered Mia a million dollars to make her stay away from Rico," Fabio says and anger surges in me. I have to make a move before they drive her away. They want to make her more angry. Dante chuckles in mockery, "You are not serious, are you? Do you think Maxim, a ruthless Russian drug lord will be after a girl worth a million dollars? I knew you were ignorant Marcus, but haven't you seen the cars she drives, the security around her? Believe it or not, It will only require a snap of her fingers to have your head. Don't let your stupidity land you in troubl
Rico. My parched throat makes it impossible for me to sleep any longer. So, I wake up to seek something to soothe it. The beauty in my arms is sound asleep and tightly clutching on my body. With a gentle kiss on her head, I carefully untangle myself from her, trying not to wake her up. The medicines lessened the pain but I still feel soreness in the affected areas. Getting up from the bed, I slowly trudge to the door only to meet my brother on the other side. It appears as though he was about to open the door. "What are you doing out of the bed?" He harshly whispers, peeping into our room. "I am thirsty, and fucking hungry" I bypass him and he quickly follows. "Damn Rico, you should have called me. You are not in good shape to be walking around like this" Carl points at my wrapped stomach and I ignore him. "I am not so fragile you know, I have seen worse" Maybe I should have put on a shirt before coming out. "If I were you though, I would have used this moment to your advantage
Mia. Days have passed since the shootout, and Rico is faring well so far. The wounds are not fully healed and as stubborn as he is, he refuses to stay at home. My mother hasn't recovered either. Her state has not improved one bit. She is stuck in a damn coma. I want to see how she will behave when she wakes up. Everyone around me advises me to stay away from her, but since I am a considerate person, I am waiting to see if she will change or not. Who knows? Maybe her behavior was being forced on her by my grandfather. Rico and I decided to know everything about each other as we had agreed the day we were going for Massimo. So, today, Rico will take me to every place he owns, and after I do the same, we will finalize the day with a date. All I can say is that I am impressed by Rico's effort. All the clubs we have visited are top-notch. I am glad he is not involved in the mafia businesses anymore. This means when I finally step down, we won't have enemies knocking on our door like ri