Natasha's pov."Are we going to talk to him or are we just going to stand here watching him like a couple of admirers?"Olivia asked with a roll of her eyes as we stood, watching the janitor.He didn't look anything like someone that could kill a fly. Hell, he looked old and frail even though he didn't look a day older than forty."Relax Olivia, we can't just walk up there and ask him who H is,""I can and if he doesn't speak, I'll just kill him.""For God's sake, no Killing!"I whisper-yelled at her. The janitor looked up at us and we both plastered a smile on our faces and waved.He gave an awkward wave accompanied with an awkward smile before picking up his supplies and walking away."Well now he's gone." Olivia glared at me."Oh relax Olive, it's not like he disappeared into thin air. We can still find him."I said to Olivia without looking at her.There had to be a way to get him to talk but how? I didn't want to expose myself and I certainly didn't want to have to kill someone
Lorenzo's POV "Thank you." Natasha said, her eyes gazing into mine with too many emotions at once.Fanculo! She was pretty, the kind of pretty that was almost sinful and I never got bored or tired of looking at her and admiring everything about her.Spending time with her back in Sicily gave me all the conviction I needed to keep her for myself. I was still concocting a plan on how to keep her from leaving for America eventually.I didn't want to let her go. Not yet, not with all of these silly little feelings running amock within me.My hands tightened around her waist as my eyes fell on her lips and I inched closer to press mine against her tempting ones. Her eyes fluttered closed as she waited for what was coming but before I could taste her lips, a knock at the door interrupted my intentions.I groaned out loud. Annoyed by the Interruption.Natasha's eyes fluttering back open and she glanced at the door."I think someone might be at the door." She said, looking back at me.I g
Chapter 98Natasha's pov.My eyes twitched as I watched an unfamiliar redhead touch Lorenzo's chest.She was saying something to him but I couldn't quite hear her.but she wasn't the one I was mad at even though I had the urge to bash her up with a club and a stick.I was more upset with Lorenzo. He was smiling and engaging her in conversation.The redhead laughed at something he said but not the kind of laugh that you'd usually laugh when something was funny. It was more of a flirty giggle. The one's women employed when they found a man attractive.If my eyes could shoot out fire, she'd be burnt to death with the way I was glaring at her.My hands balled into fist at the scene..As if Lorenzo could sense me, he turned around to find me watching him. His eyes widened as soon as he saw me.I didn't bother to wait for him to take any action before walking away.I had completely forgotten the reason I had come down here. I was too upset to even think about it.So, he was in fact talking t
Natasha's pov“So… are you going to tell me what’s going on between you and alejanro or..? I asked Olivia as soon as I fell into steps with her again. She glanced at me and just as quickly averted her gaze. Something was definitely going on between these two but what exactly? Olivia was not one to act shy or avoid a question. She was the most straight forward person I had ever met in my life and that was saying something, coming from someone that grew up in the mafia world.“Nothing is going on. What makes you think anything is going on?” she rushed out to say as if confused on what to say.“well, for starters that was an awkward interaction.’ I said pointing at the spot we had been in just a second ago.Olivia glanced at me again but it was just as fleeting as before. "And why the hell was he staring at you like that?"“I don’t know what you mean. That was a very normal interaction. Stop reading into things more than you need to.”I raised a surprised brow at her but let the issue
Natasha's pov.I was not a big fan of Vincent but I didn't hate him either. In fact in another world, we'd be friends. He was funny sometimes and had a calm demeanor about him that commanded respect. But ever since he snitched on me to Lorenzo about Philip, we'd had bad blood. Sort of.But hearing that Alex was his brother. Somehow tore me apart in that moment. I hadn't felt bad about a kill in a very very long time. I had gotten too good at blocking my emotions to even be. But hearing that I had killed Vincent's brother. We were by no means friends but I respected him at the very least, made me incredibly sad not mention a little scared.A violent shiver ran down my spine and a feeling of dread washed over me.I didn't want it to be true for some reason. How could it even be true? They looked nothing alike…Vincent looked very much Italian while Alex looked like a German or Russian military man.This was bad. This was really, really bad.If Alex was really Vincent's brother who wa
Natasha's pov. I watched the car just as closely as the Uber driver carrying me did. I didn't want to lose them somehow. Especially since there was light traffic. It also helped that the driver wasn't talking much and just following my initial order like a guard dog. He was a younger man than the one that had brought me here and his eyes were fixed on the target.The sky was starting to cloud up indicating that it was about to rain. I could already perceive the calming smell of water mixed with clay and sand that usually came with the indication of rain, Petrichore was what it was called.I knew we would get there before it started to pour but I was still apprehensive. Rain would put a damper on my plans.I didn't have an umbrella with me and the last thing I wanted was to be caught under the rain during a mission.The minivan finally slowed down after fifteen minutes of driving and drove into the parking lot of a hospital. I immediately told the Uber driver to stop me just a few
Natasha's POV I blinked at the redhead, surprised that I wasn't in trouble. "Come on, I'll introduce you to her. I doubt she'll remember who you are. I tried talking to her about this the other day but she doesn't seem to remember you but then she oesnt remember a lot of people.The redhead said, for some reason, I had completely forgotten her name."Oh really? That's terrible.""It is. Although you can't stay long. She's about to start her phisotherapy session."That's sad, I was hoping we could catch up."I said with a frown."I wish that too but she gets random anxiety attacks sometimes." She paused and raised a single finger, telling me to give her a second."Hi… Cece. I have a friend here to see you today.""Oh?" She asked, looking up at the redhead."Yes, remember the girl I told you about last week?""Yee, I do.""Well,. she's here."The redhead smiled.Cilia glanced behind and scanned me with her beautiful blue eyes. For the first time I noticed a scar on her chin that seeme
Natasha's POV It can't be her.I told myself as I stood frozen in place.I was too afraid to turn around.Too scared to move.Maybe if I continued walking, she'd think I'm someone else.I began moving again but I hadn't taken a total of five steps when I felt someone's hand grab me by the shoulders."I Know it's your Vera!" The voice said again. Instinctively, I turned around and grabbed her by the throat."If you do anything stupid, I'll fucking end you." I whispered, even though I was shaking inside.How the fuck did she even recognize me?"I'm not going to." She choked out as she pried her hands off.I searched her eyes for any malicious intent. Satisfied with what I saw, I let go of her reluctantly."What the hell are you doing here?" I whisper-shouted as I scanned her from head to toes.She looked different but was definitely herI thought I had left her behind, she was supposed to be in my past along with the others.What the hell was she doing here?"I can't believe it's yo