(Lorenzo)The sunlight filtering through the blinds was what woke me up. I groaned and covered my eyes with my arm, a throbbing pain behind my eyelids. My head felt like it was going to explode and my mouth was dry, it tasted like something had died in it. I groaned in pain, rolled over and buried my head in my pillow as I tried to block out the light and the pounding in my head. I tried to remember what had happened the night before but everything was a blur.Slowly, As the memories began to return, I became aware of someone breathing beside me. I rolled over and opened my eyes a crack, immediately I regretted the decision as the light stabbed at my eyeballs. I squinted and saw a mass of brown hair beside me. I gingerly lifted the covers, revealing a woman who was sound asleep. Her face was peaceful in slumber, but I had no idea who she was. I tried to think back to the night before, but everything was fuzzy. I remembered I went to the bar, drank way too much, and then...nothing. I
(Mariana)The sun was just starting to rise and the rays of sunshine were streaming in through the little window of my room. My face was down on my pillow which made it kind of hard to breath but I didn't care much. I was in the state between sleep and reality. I heard the door of my room open. I sat up on my bed quickly and opened my eyes, disoriented by the bright light. I saw a figure standing by the doorway but it was a bit blurry since I just woke up, I rubbed my eyes and looked again. It was Janet. She was smiling at me."Janet!" I screamed, my voice full of surprise and delight. I quickly got out of bed and rushed over to her and gave her a big hug. "Oh my God! I can't believe you are here! How did you get here? Was it Margot? Did you get discharged?" I bombarded her with questions.Janet laughed at all my questions and hugged me back."Calm down with the questions Mariana" She said while laughing "I'm fine. I am so glad I am back, I missed you so much." she said."I missed yo
(Lorenzo)"Lorenzo" Ian called out once he saw me. "Ian" I said once I stood in front of him."Long time no see, I'm so glad you made it. Grab a seat" he said and sipped his drink."Let's take this upstairs. Somewhere more private" I said."Isn't this place private enough? There's no one here Lorenzo, just a couple of cleaners and guards. No biggie." He gulped down the rest of his drink. I felt my anger start to grow just by staring at him but I had to calm down if I wanted to get something out of him. "Fine. I'll sit" I said and sat down on the stool opposite him. "Bartender. I need a refill" he said " what are you going to have Lorenzo? Scotch? Bourbon? Whiskey? I mean you have it all here. I must say your bar is top notch.""How about you tell me what you're doing here" I said, my voice firm."Business first huh" he said and placed his cup down. "I'm here because you kidnapped ten of my men including my right hand man." His voice had become serious all of a sudden. "I'm not happ
( Mariana)When I opened my eyes, I was met with a bright white light. I winced, and slowly sat up in the hospital bed. I felt a dull ache in my head, and my body was sore all over. Where was I? I think I was at the hospital but I couldn't remember how I had gotten to the hospital, or what had happened to me. I took a deep breath, and tried to focus on my surroundings. I was in a small, private room, with white walls and white sheets. There was a window next to the bed, and through it I could see a clear blue sky. I looked down and saw that I was wearing a hospital gown. There was an IV in my arm, and I could feel a bandage on my head. I reached up to touch it, and a wave of nausea hit me. I tried to push the feeling down, but it was too strong. I hastily leaned over the side of the bed and threw up into a nearby trash can. Once the wave of nausea passed, I laid back down on the bed and closed my eyes. How did I get here? I tried to remember what had happened and why I was in the h
(Mariana) I flicked my eyes open and quickly sat up which I regretted immediately cause the feeling of nausea came back. I tried to hold it back this time but I couldn't. I puked into the trash can beside my bed. Once I sat up I started to panic, I was worried about Lorenzo, was he okay? Did he survive the explosion? He was so close to me. My heart began to race. Like it couldn't get any worse I remembered Samantha too, she wasn't close to where I was but she could have been hurt nevertheless. My breathing became hitched and I tried gasping for air but it was no use. It felt like my heart was going to explode. I tried to breathe in and out but it didn't make a difference either. Just then I heard a voice."Breath Mariana." It was Lorenzo's. "Look at me. Breath." I closed my eyes and tried to focus on my breathing, In and out. It actually worked. I opened my eyes once I felt better and scanned the room I was in. It took me a moment to realize that this didn't look like the hostel,
(Lorenzo)I sat in my office and stared out the window. I was lost in thought, my mind raced with thoughts of the recents happenings. From the sabotages to the bombing to someone's attempt to kill me. For the past two weeks I tried to find out anything I could about it but everything had turned out to be a dead end. I had killed, tortured, mamed people but still I got nothing. I made the streets of New York bleed and all I got were pieces of a puzzle that didn't fit together. The blood crust gang, who was their secret funder? Why was it related to me?. The only person who could have answered my questions was Ian and he died in the explosion. Whoever tried to kill me also wanted him dead, it was planned perfectly. They wanted to kill two birds with one stone. They got me at my blindspot. It was the last thing I would have expected. I groaned in frustration and leaned over to pick up my coffee mug. I took a sip of the warm liquid. Suddenly, the door opened and Giovanni walked in."Kno
(Mariana)"Mariana!" I heard him yell as he chased after me. My breath came in ragged gasps. My heart was pounding in my chest and my muscles were screaming from the exertion. My legs were still were weak and I couldn't run as fast as I would have. I could hear Lorenzo's footsteps very close behind me and I tried to push myself to run faster but my legs felt like lead. ince I was still weak. Before I could run out to the road, Lorenzo grabbed my arm and dragged me back. In annoyance I bit his finger and used the little strength I had to pushed him away. He lost his balance and stumbled on the ground. There was a metal rod not too far from me and I quickly picked it up and pointed it at him. My hands were trembling and my head throbbed in pain. If I knocked him out with this I could buy myself enough time to escape. "Mariana, please," he said, "put the rod down. We don't have to do this. Let's talk about this."I looked at him as I held the rod hesitantly. My breath came in short sh
(Lorenzo)Giovanni carefully picked up Mariana and made his way back into the hospital. I sat on the last step of the stairs and stared up at the sky, lost in thoughts. Mariana clearly didn't want to go back to the club but I simply couldn't just let her go even if I wanted to. Things are a whole lot complicated when it comes to her. Giovanni's remark from before crossed my mind. He was right, I could have stopped her myself if I wanted to. I purposely let her get the upper hand. A part of me hoped she would have hit me with the rod and escaped while the other part of me was grateful for Giovanni's intervention. I got up from the stairs and made my way to Mariana's room. Giovanni stood outside Mariana's room on a phone call. I turned the knob and pushed the door open. I looked around the room before my eyes landed on her. I moved closer to her and just stood there, watching her. She softly groaned and adjusted her sleeping position. I gently placed my hand on her face, it was warm
(Lorenzo)It’s been two months. Two whole months of peace. The best two months of my fucking life. I had never felt peace the way I’ve felt in the past months.I lay on the bed cuddling with her. Our legs entwined as she runs her hand across my chest.“I want to tell you something babe.” She sits up and moves a bit further from me. Missing her touch immediately, I scoot over, closer to her and she moves away. This sends signals to me immediately. “What’s wrong? Did something happen? Did I do something wrong?” Fear grips me as I wonder what I could have done wrong to hurt her. Instead of making assumptions in my head and overthinking, I allow her to feel comfortable enough to say whatever it is. Resolving that I will try my very best to make her happy again. “I’ve been keeping something from you for a while now. I’ve been so scared to open up and if I had told you before leaving, I’m pretty sure I’d have regretted it. But now I’ve been thinking and I feel like I’m in trouble and I hav
(Lorenzo) I watch as she enters the car and leaves. There goes the one person I ever hoped to love. There’s nothing else I can do but watch her slip away from me as the car takes her further than my eyes could see. I’ve been successful at many things, but given my profession, it is no surprise that I’ve failed at love. The thought of entering my car and chasing after her rushes through my mind but I dismiss it immediately. She has to go. Staying would get her killed and I cannot bear to see that. Instead, I decide to drive to the club and get me a drink. Nothing helps better than a bottle of bourbon down my throat while wallowing in self pity. I dare Gio to come yammering about how this is going to lead to our ruin. I enter my car and begin the long drowning drive to the club, all the while trying not to dwell on the scent of her on the passenger sit. This is going to be a long year. I might as well change my car, having it sprayed won’t do me any good. I’d still look at the pass
(Mariana)"Are you all set?" Lorenzo and I are standing in front of a mall where he spent all the time shopping clothes and various other accessories for me like shoes and jewelries and all those stuff.In my hand, I hold the suitcase that has all the clothes we bought and in his hands, he carries two shopping bags where the rest of the things are contained."I'm ready." I reply."Okay. I've also sent some money into your account as well. Only a quarter of it, the sum of your salary.""For working only a day in your club?" I cover my mouth as if it helps to reduce my chuckle."It wasn’t for free, was it?" He smiles, joining in on the amusement."Thank you." I say and hug him. "I didn't think I'll say this, but I'll miss you." I feel his hands circle around me and there's so much tenderness in the way his hand rests around my waist and back."I'll miss you, too." Then, he stops a taxi for me and I get in, waving him goodbye. His eyes are watery with tears but I think I've imagined it a
(Mariana)"Lorenzo, why are you back?"Lorenzo walks towards me like every others and checks for my temperature. "I heard you were sick and I couldn't wait any longer." He confesses, his voice edged with worry.His statement marvels me. "Was your business trip not that important that you will return the same day instead of in three days?"You're more important to me, Mariana. Than anything else in this world right now, and I can't seem to ignore that fact."My cheeks redden and I gather all the strength in me not to smile, but it's futile and I simply hide my face by looking down at my laps as a result of feeling bashful. "I don't understand." My voice is low and my cheeks are hot. "I thought you said you don't want a wife.""But I want you, Mariana." He answers, fast and sits down next to me to glide fingers through my hair, massaging gently and tracing tender lines.An electrifying jolt runs through my skin uncontrollably in response and I lean into him, resting my head on his shoul
(Lorenzo) “Gio, call the boys. Gather as much as you can. They have to be with Mariana 24/7. She’s in danger as long as she’s with me and until I find the fucker who’s responsible for this, I need to know that she’s safe.” “ I warned you, this was bound to happen sooner or later. You know how these things end up. You should have let her go when she had the chance to escape. She would have died today, and what would you have done? Wage war on whoever did this? What then? Does that bring her back? Then you’d wallow in self pity, your rivals will see your point of weakness and take us all down.” “What the fuck Gio! You think I don’t know that? Yes I know it’s all my fault and she’s in there terrified and possibly traumatized because of me. I knew she was not meant for this life but still I’ve been selfish about it. Hell I found the fucker who killed her parents and I’m still hiding it because I cannot let her go! So I don’t need you to tell me things I already know. Instead, you can
(Mariana)I wake up to find myself crying on the bed and curled up in a way that felt as though I could fit inside a little box. I'm hugging my knees to my chest and I'm thinking about last night. Everything is forcing me to demolish my love for Lorenzo.Can I not love someone in peace? And why did it have to be him? Fine, he had a good reason not to want a wife and child, but it was beginning to get clear that he had feelings for me, also because why the hell was he going through such lengths for me? The talk about him willing to marry me, discreetly?I shake my head to myself. No, no, no, it didn't change the fact that his life was a risk to mine. I could have been shot alongside with him last night and that could have been the worst part. It could have been at my stomach and I would have been bleeding seriously. I would have lost the baby in the most horrible way possible. And what not next? My death.I would have died last night. I still can't shake the feeling off. The feeling of
(Lorenzo) I watch as she storms into the house not bothering to spare me another glance. I messed up, I knew that but then I wondered why she brought it up. If only she knew the story of my childhood she’d understand. But I cannot tell her that, not yet, I needed to tell her everything and show her everything about my world before that so she can understand why I cannot let it go. The silence in the car threatened to swallow me up, half of me wished she’d come back but that was a very unlikely. There had to be something I could do to make it up to her, there’s no way I’m letting her go to bed in a bad mood. The problem is I don’t even know how to deal with girls and their emotions, this meant seeking help from the last person I wanted to call. I picked up the phone and dialed Giovanni’s number. He picked up almost immediately.“Boss.”“Gio…hey, man.”“What’s the matter? You sound really dull.”“Uh I got into a fight with Mariana. And I’m thinking of making it up to her. What do you
(Mariana)"You can do this Mariana."I keep motivating myself for work, but Giovanni just has to ruin everything."... and Princess, it's nice to see you didn't chicken out." His voice rings in my head as I leave him and Lorenzo behind to get on with their usual business.I know what he's trying to do. He wants me to be scared and lose courage. And I know it's not going to be easy for him to readily accept me as a Margot replacement, never minding that she had eventually betrayed them, but I'm determined not to give him want he wants.The thought of Margot watching me from the afterlife baffles me because it sends a shiver up my spine. She would definitely consider it an insult. It's even worse when I get to the office because now it looks neater that I've ever met it and more empty than I've ever seen it.Margot's things are gone. God knows where they were taken. There are still some files left on the table and I assume they are files connected to the club itself. I approach the chai
(Lorenzo)I drive Mariana back to the club and ensure that she is settled in her new office, she had a determined and fierce look throughout the drive, a facade to lead me to believe she was not nervous about the job. I decided not to make things worse by pressing the issue by asking her questions.It hurt how much she wanted to hate me. Sometimes I believed she really did. I understand my ways were not what she approved. I’d explain to her I had no choice growing up, that I was born into this life but I knew better. It would only anger her more and I am already on thin ice. Seeing her sleep so peacefully this morning melted me. I had always thought I would never fall in love with anyone.The kind of life I led did not require weak points like wives and children. I was not a loved child and the marriage between my parents was proof enough to know that being married with kids was cruelty to them as they would become targets all their lives. I had always guarded my heart against it, I h