I find myself with Lucia, but it feels like I am here with her while they talk about things. Something is happening or has been hidden, and I won't let Dario pretend like it doesn't matter. Half an hour later, he walks out and grins at me. He knows something. I watch him walk over and sit next to me. "So?" I look at him, waiting. "So, we're going out later." He winks at me, and I laugh. "You know I didn't mean that, Dario. What was said?" He sighs, and I watch Lucia walk away. "Dario, you can't keep secrets from me, not when it's about me!" "It's not about you, though." He grins at me. "Really? It has nothing to do with me, Dale, or Taylor?" "Dale and Taylor, yes, you...no." I groan. "So it is about me, what?" I sit waiting. "Dario, just tell me!" "Fine. This Mad Hatter guy is an assassin, hard to find or trace. If he knows, then things are complicated. Regardless of what we're doing, you will have two Capos and some guards with you." Wait. I stare at Dario. "I don't want p
I drive and explain to her what Marco knows about this guy. I would rather not tell her that she may possibly have an assassin looking for her to get answers, but even I know nothing I do will stop her from asking. She takes it all in, though, and barely looks phased. We have at least an hour's drive, and I know right now I need to ask her things. I need the truth, and I can't have her not saying something, and I find out from someone else. "I need to know what happened with Dale." I glance at her. "What do you mean, Dario?" "You know what I mean. You never mentioned Dale used you to move drugs, that he had others touching you." "I didn't see the point. It was at the start and stopped." She shrugs slightly. "I should have been told. Everything Dale had you do, I need to know." "Everything?" She looks at me, and I nod. "Okay, so yes, I was like those women for months. I carried drugs on me, and the men who were buying them would use me while taking the drugs from me. Sometimes it
After we returned, Dario kissed me and said he had to deal with business. It feels more like he is running. Again. I know he looked at the pictures and convinced himself everything was real. It wasn't. I can't stay in the bedroom. It's too early. Climbing from bed, I walk down and see Alice and Lucia. "Come sit with us!" They look at me, and I walk over. "I thought you guys would be busy." I'm sure they should be. "No, all the guys went out. Felicity, it is with Iz, so just us two here." Walking over, I sit with them. "How did things go today?" Lucia looks at me. "What do you think? He saw pictures of me and Dale." "You two lived together for ten years; there would be pictures." Lucia laughs. "I am guessing it was nothing in Dario's mind, so seeing it in pictures made it more real." "Yeah, he asked if I loved Dale." "Do you?" Alice looks at me. "No! I never did. I just got used to him. I got comfortable and forgot I wasn't there freely." "It's easy to do. Dario will realise
After leaving Evaline in the bedroom, I found Marco. Only to be told we had to leave. I wanted to talk about Evaline and this guy but now isn't the time. "It's simple, Mr Pesci." Evan looks at Marco. "You see it as simple, but it isn't." Marco barely moves, his eyes staying fixed on him. "With your approval, it will be simple," Evan states, clearly not backing down. "Which won't happen. Evan, your past is long. Your history makes you a target to the police regardless of what you're doing. You could go clean, and they would be watching." Marco isn't wrong. Evan has built a name for himself, and not a good one. "Your connections within the police could fix that." Clearly, Evan isn't about to give in. "My connection within the police only works because I don't ask too much of them. Just warnings when needed and help to clear things up." "So, you're not willing to?" Evan all but glares at Marco. "I can do it without your approval, Marco; never forget that." "You so much as step a f
Dario woke me early and dragged me along with him. I'm currently sitting watching as he and Lorenzo spend time with kids, teaching them boxing and kickboxing. There's more going on here, as I have noticed Marco keeps talking to the kids, one at a time. So I hope whatever it is, none of the kids get hurt. I hear the door and turn, watching Jasmine walk in. Lorenzo glances over and walks to her as she walks towards him. "We weren't expecting you." Lorenzo looks at her, and Dario walks over now. The kids stop and stand listening. "I got a call. Alex is in hospital." She looks at Lorenzo. "No." His head shakes. "Come on, Lorenzo, he didn't show up. Think about it!" "Where's his dad?" Dario looks at her. "Dead." Dario laughs, and I stare at him, shocked. "He deserved it, little rabbit." He turns back to her. "How did he die?" "The teachers saw the marks, called the police, and he ran. He tried to cross the tracks while a train was coming. Safe to say he's in pieces." "Hey..." Ma
I look around the room and then at Marco. "Best I could do with an hour." "It's great, thanks, Marco." It will do for now. "Look, Dario, I get what you're thinking, but there's no guarantee you can save him." I look towards him. "I know you think you can fix him, but that's highly unlikely. No one could fix you." "I had no one to try. No one noticed until it was too late." Dad only noticed my fucked up state when I was older, and he spent more time with me. Maybe had he been home and noticed, things would have been different. "Dario!" Turning, I look at him. "Forget it. I'm going to have to get used to the fact there will be three Dario's now." "Three?" I glance at him, confused. "You, the dog Bear who still has his crazy tendencies and now Alex." "Alex is not crazy." Alex isn't crazy. "Fine, whatever. The room is sorted. Everyone knows you're bringing Alex back here. Watch him around the dogs. We don't know how they will react to him." Nodding, I leave. As I reach the door,
I watch Dario leave; walking further into the room, Alex continues to play. Walking to his bag, I take out his clothes and stand shocked. They are old, worn and grubby. "Hey!" Turning, I see Lucia. She walks over and sits next to me. "How are you feeling about this?" "Honestly, I'm fine with it. I'm hoping it stops Dario from asking for a baby." I laugh slightly. He seems to be ready to run into this. "He wants a baby?" She looks at me, shocked. "Yeah, here I was thinking it was the women who want babies and stuff, but no, Dario does." We both laugh. "He has been saying for a while he feels he has no purpose." Her words are quiet, and I stare at her. "I thought you knew? Marco had told me after you left, when he started fighting in the pits, Dario said that he felt like he had nothing and was contributing nothing to the world." I didn't know that. Now I feel bad. "That's why when Lorenzo started that place, Dario began teaching the kids and visiting them. Same with the children'
We spent the day shopping. It was more to distract Evaline from what was happening. She's too consumed by it all to relax. Shopping helped; she quickly forgot about the fact someone might want her dead. She's been laughing while helping me figure out what to get everyone for Christmas. I thought she would be resistant and distant with Alex, yet she has spent more time with him than I have. I walk to the bedroom and peer through the door. She's sat on his bed reading the book as he cuddles against her. It makes me consider what our baby would have been like. What's even crazier is to think that our baby wouldn't be a baby anymore. We were both young, so right now if the baby had survived, they would have been nearly eighteen. I consider it as I walk down and into the office. It seemed like yesterday, but realising just how long ago it was hurts. "Dario!" I look up at her as she stands by the door. Her smile gets even more prominent. She looks amazing. I barely leave her alone these
I'm so fucking happy. This is the best Christmas ever. She's pregnant, Alex is officially ours, and she's marrying me! Tonight! I left her for a bit. Her dad is here, so they are talking everything out. I wanted to be there but knew she needed space to do it herself. I look across the chairs and other things. She wanted to come outside, but we banned her. She can't see this, not until later. "It's looking good." Lorenzo smiles at me. "Have you considered this, Dario?" Marco looks at me. "She said yes! She said she would marry me." She said yes. "I know, but I mean the whole surprise wedding; she said yes, but that doesn't mean now." "Yes, it does!" She wouldn't say yes if she weren't ready now. She's ready. She will say yes. She will love this. "Okay, calm down, you're too high." Marco chuckles, but I can't. I feel amazing right now. "How is it going with her dad?" Matteo looks at me. "No idea. I gave her space." I'm giving her space. "Matteo, he's staying at your house toni
I walked out of the room feeling sickened. Not so much that he had slept with my mother, more he slept with me purely because I looked like her. Like in his mind, I was her. I need to check on Alex. Walking into his room he's sat up on the bed looking at the book. "Read it?" He holds out the book, and I laugh. "Move over." I climb onto the bed, and he cuddles into me as I read it to him. Today is Christmas. I didn't realise, but Lucia had the baby on Christmas day! It's nearly three. I read to him, watching as he fell asleep. Slowly, my eyes slip closed. I wake feeling someone wrap their arms around me. Glancing behind me, I see Dario. I open my mouth to talk, and he shakes his head. "No. Leave it, little rabbit. Let's just sleep for a couple of hours." He holds onto me, and I fall asleep, with him and Alex cuddling me. I need to get answers later. I wake up in bed alone. Neither Alex nor Dario are here. Climbing from the bed, I go to our room and begin to get ready. "Little ra
So far, this guy hasn't been forthcoming. It's Christmas, and we're wasting time on him. Sure, we could just forget him and go to bed for as few hours as possible before getting up, but he's a risk. Alice came to get the baby, and Lucia is currently resting. So this needs sorting now. He's not someone who can be trusted alone, even with soldiers. "I never would have hurt her." I look up, confused. "Evaline, my plan was never to touch her or harm her. Weirdly, she is just like her mother. She's amazing." "How did you meet her mum?" I want to get her answers. "I had just taken down a target and was ready to leave when I saw her. I was twenty-eight, and she was thirty-nine. She was so different. She was so amazing I just went over and said hi, which is how it began. At that point, Evaline was born." "Did you see Evaline?" "No!" His head shakes. "I never did; we had been sleeping together for years. She wouldn't let me see Evaline. She spoke of her. He found out about the affair and
I look at Marco. He's heard nothing. "It's Christmas. Maybe just leave it until after today?" Lorenzo looks at me. "I can't do much, Lorenzo." I can't do anything without information that we don't have. "This is your first official Christmas with Evaline, don't fuck it up." Our dad looks at me, and I know he's right. The gunshot has us all jump up and rush out. I watch as a window smashes and smoke begins to flood the hall. "Get the women and kids!" Marco screams, rushing upstairs; I grab Luciano, Lorenzo grabs Alice, and I see soldiers follow Marco up to Lucia and Evaline. Carrying Luciano down, I sit him in the safe room. Rushing up, I see someone carrying Alex. "Put it on." I see something throw a mask at me. Placing it on, I rush up and see Evaline fighting to get to Alex's room. "Alex is downstairs, little rabbit, go." I watch as she disappears. Rushing through, I get to our room and see him. Throwing myself at him, someone grabs me and stops, and I watch them grab him. "D
I wake hearing a bang, my eyes adjusting to the darkness. I reach out to Dario, but he isn't there. The sound of gunshots has my body jump up and out of bed. Rushing, I get the gown and wrap it around my body as the windows in the room smash, and smoke begins to fill the room. I rush for the door and hear something. Turning, I look behind me and see someone jump through the window. Running out the door, I get grabbed. Screaming, I go to hit him. "Evaline, go with him!" Marco? I feel them pull me, but I try to get to Alex. I need to get Alex. Screaming, I fight against him. "Alex is downstairs, little rabbit, go." I don't get a chance to respond. I'm just pulled further away. As we reach downstairs, I'm thrown into a room and the door locks. "Evaline, thank god you're okay!" Lucia rushes and hugs me. I look around, Alice, Lucia, Alex, and Luciano are in here, and I believe it's James. I'm not sure which soldier it is. "What is happening?" I look around us. This room has no windo
Dario's arms stay around me as we dance. He started out fine, but in the past week, he's been slowly drowning and getting lost in his mind. I know he's constantly overthinking what is happening. Everything I try fails. Sex works while we're having sex, and then he's back in his head. It's taking so much effort to keep him here and with us. The last thing we need is for something to happen and for him to slip away in his mind and not wait for answers. So, I need to keep his mind off Mad Hatter or Tim, as they haven't been able to find anything. Marco even tried to send a message out for my dad in the hope he would reply and give us something, but it's been silent. I lean up and kiss his lips. "We haven't spoken about how many kids you want." I smile, and he looks at me so damn confused. "Babies, Dario, how many do you want?" "I just want you." My eyes roll. "You have me. We have Alex. I want to know about us making babies. How many?" He seems to be considering it. "I would be hap
It's too quiet, and I don't like quiet, not in this way. Quiet in my head, fine, but this feels wrong. He's gone quiet. He's stopped sending messages out. He's ignoring us. He's planning, he's planning something, what is he planning? I pace the room. Today is Matteo's engagement party. Tomorrow is Christmas. It's too fucking quiet. Quietly, quietly, not a sound. I'm listening and listening. "Dario!" I turn, and Marco is staring at me. "You're singing." He holds out his hands. "We were waiting for you!" "I..." Something is wrong. Quietly, quietly, not a sound. I'm listening and listening. "Dario!" I glance at him. "Get out of your head, focus." I can't focus. It's too quiet. "Okay, tell me what is in your head. You keep singing quietly, quietly, so speak." "It's too quiet." It's too quiet. "Right, and I agree it is. It's unusual. He's gone quiet; he's not responding, but stay out of your head. It's been half an hour. How long have you been standing here pacing and singing in yo
I sit with Dario. His brothers and his dad are facing me. "You slept with him, just say." Marco laughs. "I did, but that isn't it. That time, I never returned; about a year into it, Dale had bought a holiday home. He sent me to it alone and told me not to leave as it wasn't safe. I stayed there for maybe six months. A few weeks after I got there, the guy showed up. He basically moved in with me." I see Carlos' mouth drop open. "He never stayed in one place!" "He stayed with me. Dale would send maybe one message a week saying I wasn't safe and to stay hidden. If I tried messaging him, it wouldn't go through. I told him I couldn't keep calling him Mad Hatter, so he said to call him Tim for now. That wasn't his name, I don't think. He confided in me, told me about his childhood and things, and I know I should have said, but I saw him as a friend." Which was stupid. "And now you don't? Why?" Marco looks at me, waiting. "Because now I realise he was trying to get information from me.
Dario pushes me to sit in a seat and faces me. He's looking at me like I'm about to blow everything up. I feel like I am. I didn't tell him everything, not because I didn't want him to know, but because I had no idea how or if he would handle this. Then, I just figured out things while he was getting Alex in bed. "Little rabbit, please." He looks at me, almost begging. "I didn't tell you everything. I stayed at a small holiday home without Dale for about six months. I have no idea where he went. Tim, or Mad Hatter as we know him, stayed with me." "You knew his fucking name!" "No! I told him I felt awkward calling him Mad Hatter, so he said to call him Tim, which could be his name for now. His name isn't Tim. It's just a name he said to call him, so I didn't have to call him Mad Hatter." "You don't know for sure, little rabbit, why the fuck did you live with him for six months!" "Dale was gone. I don't know where or why. He was just gone. Tim isn't a bad guy, or I thought. Dale h