Della's POV I have so many questions and thoughts rushing through my head.Is she expecting a child with Alessandro?She and Alessandro last hung out when? I assumed I was the only woman in his life.She cannot be carrying his child. It's obvious that she's lying, but what if she isn't?What if she is being truthful? I have no idea what I would do.He is already addressed as "daddy" by Daisy. She has already become close to him. I don't want to separate her from him.The voice of Apricot awakens me from my reverie "Please refrain from crying. This way of looking at you is quite gloomy."My hands are bound to the chair, so I shift my head to the side and wipe away my tears.I want to be sure she is being honest. I need to know that she's at least being honest about her pregnancy, even if I can't be sure it's Alessandro's child.I turn to face her once more, wiping away any expression of emotion, and say, "Let me see your stomach."She wrinkles her brows and casts a long look at the wa
Camillo's POVThen, Princess, what else do you want to do? While we are sitting on the couch in the living room, I ask Daisy.She spent the remainder of yesterday with Alessandro. She had no desire to associate with anyone else.He asked me to keep an eye on her today so he could go see if he could learn anything new about Della's whereabouts.Well, he made me, but I prefer to hang out with Daisy. Everyone does, I'm sure of it.She isn't as spoiled as some kids.Daisy wished to never be with another person once more. She wanted to be with Alessandro, but she quickly decided to stay with me.She plays with her fingers in her lap while shrugging her shoulders.One of the maids entered the living room just as I was about to say something else.Sir Camillo, I'm sorry for interrupting, but I know Mr. Gattani is busy and dislikes interruptions. She says as she approaches Daisy and I."It's fine, what did you need?" I shook my head.She extends a dark bundle, "The mail brought this in. Miss
Alessandro's POVI've already seen this video a few times. While I still don't know where Della is or who abducted her, it kills me to watch and hear her suffering through this right now.However, I still have to watch it. I will stay here and watch this film the entire day if necessary if there is anything in it that might help me locate her.After that, I'll make them wish their mother had never been born so they could never have been born when I find out who stole her and did this to her.Gerardo calling me "Boss" startles me out of my reverie.When I reply, "What," I don't even look up.Your parents are requesting your presence in the living room. He speaks hesitantly.That grabs my interest. He is standing at the entrance to my home conference room as my head swings up to look at him.My parents are in the living room, what do you mean? Italy is where they are supposed to be. I get out of my chair and clinch my fists.I didn't inform them over the phone that Della had been abduct
Della's POVI haven't been sitting here for how long, but it feels like hours. Perhaps it is, perhaps it isn't. I'm still uncertain. My breathing is heavy and slow. I'm bleeding out, broken, worn out, and feeble, leaning forward on the chair.It seems like a very long time ago when they stopped torturing me. I'm shocked I'm still alive at all considering how they stabbed my thigh, smashed my hand with a hammer, hit me several times while wearing brass knuckles, stabbed me once in the stomach and arm with an ice pick, and a number of other stuff I'd rather not tell.Who knows how long I've been gazing at the ground. My thigh is no longer pierced by the knife, yet this does not mean that the pain is any less intense.I will try to keep my eyes open for as long as I can despite my eyes' ongoing attempts to gently close. I try to move as little as possible because every time I do, pain rushes through my entire body.I don't even turn to face the door as it opens. I'm completely out of ene
Alessandro's POV"Wake up baby!" says Alessandro. I encircle Della with one arm, gripping her firmly, and turning her face toward me. "Open those eyes, beautiful!"She is completely motionless as she lies in my arms. Before I understand that it is my tear on her cheek, I am momentarily perplexed as I watch it run down her cheek.Never do I cry. I am the mafia's leader. I'm not meant to cry, but here I am, clutching my girl to my chest and letting the tears that I would never have let to fall, escape."Get her and those other two fuckers out of here and back to the pit right away,"Apricot cries as I look up to find her sobbing on the ground and grasping her shoulder.A few of my guys nod, then seize the trio and haul them out of the space.Della was shot in the stomach when Apricot squeezed the trigger. I shot her twice in the shoulder and immediately squeezed my finger.If she were carrying my child, I would kill her as soon as the baby was born and keep my child. I only shot her in
I'm sitting next to Camillo, who approaches and asks, "How are you doing?"When the damn doctor comes and speaks to me, then you can ask me again. I use a low voice so Daisy won't hear me."I'm sorry, but I have faith that Della will survive. She must be tough because she is with you, right?" He gives my shoulder a little tap."You contacted my parents and told them about Della getting kidnapped," I say as I raise an eyebrow at him. Instead of asking a question, I stated.Yes, it just kind of slipped out when your mom called to check in on everyone, he says uneasily while rubbing the back of his neck.Sort of? I ponder."Considering the way your mother is, She will continue interrogating us if she senses that we are acting suspiciously until she discovers what we are trying to hide." He suddenly speaks out loud."Ah, I see. You are correct." I concur.Everyone is still awaiting word from a doctor about Della and the progress of her surgery after several hours have passed.Who is with
Della's POV What in the world is happening? Nothing can be heard by me. It sounds similar to when something bursts next to you and all you hear is a loud bang.My vision is crystal clear, but the voices are not yet audible.I'm in an operating room, watching while medical professionals yell and shock my heart with paddles."Hello?!" I shout, but no one responds. "Why are you treating me like that?!" My eyes were on the verge of crying, but I willed them to hold back.My voice echoes back to me when I talk.Why am I not right? I ask as I begin to cry, my vision becoming clouded by my tears."Charge!" Male surgeon shouts.Before he declares "Clear," someone charges the paddles.He shocks my heart as everyone removes their hands from my body.Charge once more! When nothing changes, he informs them."Clear!"Beeeeep!"Doctor, she's gone." A lady standing to the left of the surgeon says.The male surgeon sighs before looking at the clock on the wall, "Time of death..""No." I run my hands
Alessandro's POV* Three Weeks Earlier *She will be alright, son, I promise. My father says gently.You're not so sure of that! I respond by yelling back and throwing a wheelchair against the wall after grabbing it from the hallway.After brushing my hair, I dash back to the waiting area to retrieve Daisy and bring her home.I have no idea what will happen, and I am aware that I ought to be here with her to wait and see if she will be okay, but I just.. can't. I don't believe I am powerful enough.While I ought to be, I'm not. She weakens me in a way that nobody else can.Let's go, princess. As I take her from one of the hospital's large recliners and cradle her in one of my arms, I murmur quietly.She places her head on my shoulder, and I wrap her in her blanket to keep her warm.Where are you headed? My mother inquires as I take everything belonging to Daisy in my other hand."We're leaving and returning tomorrow. Daisy must sleep, whatever. She needs to sleep in a bed to be comfor
Fedele’s POVHe pulled out his phone and turned it so I could see it. I looked on the screen and sure enough there was a video of Della"You see Fedele I hold all the cards. My wife, my family and hers are safe and sound.""Now what? Are you going to kill me with your bare hands.""Actually I have been thinking about that. Then I started thinking what would be the best possible punishment for your indiscretions and it came to me as I arrived here."He got up and a screen came down from the ceiling. Pictures of children faces appeared. One was of a little girl who looked to be blind, another one was of a little boy connected to a machine and a little girl who's face seemed to be scarred. Then more pictures appeared of sick people. One by one from young to old he clicked through pictures of people I didn't know."Why are you showing me this?""Because you are going to either save their lives or you will enhance it.""What are you talking about?"The door opened behind him and two men wa
Fedele’s POVI woke up to find myself in another room. I was still wearing the blood stained garment that was drenched in Harold's and Auntie's blood. I must have been dreaming.The stench of the blood was starting to get to me. I raised up slowly holding on to the wall."Rise and shine." I heard the eery voice of my captor. I looked around and still his cover was hidden.The wall opened up and there was a bed with white sheets and someone lying in it. I walked in as it seemed to be the only place to go. As I walked in I heard two distinct voices. A man and a woman but they were moaning. The covers moved and then someone emerged from under the sheets. I watched as the sheet slowly lowered from the back.I squinted trying to figure out who it was and why was I brought here. It was a woman.She moved her body up and down. He leaned her head back and I stopped in my tracks."Ashley?" I ran towards her but was stopped instantly as I hit a glass wall. I started to beat on it but she couldn
Fedele’s POV"What's the difference Harold? Della's dead and you nor Alessandro got her .""You sick mothefucker! Della was the only... reason I stayed. You switched the results...""I did what I had too. I had already lost everything and I couldn't afford to watch you have Della.""You sick scum .""This time he charged me and was able to grab my foot and I hit the floor hard. I tried getting up but he kept pulling me closer until his face was mere inches from mine. His left eye was dark purple as I could see traces of a fist. There were light scratches on his cheek and his neck was bloody with remnants of a huge scar.He laughed as I could see most of his teeth had been pulled out. Somehow the blood had dried up in clumps around his swollen gums making him look like a monster. I turned my face as I didn't want to see him.I knew I could never trust him and I needed to find a way out of here."Me? You started this Harold!""I might have but you took it to another level," he said cough
Fedele’s POVI looked up at my surroundings. I decided to take the tunnel straight in front of me. It seemed as if I was in a catacomb. The dark rich stone and concrete was thick and settled as if it had been carved thousands of years ago. It was dark and the more I journeyed in the more the air seemed thin.I continued on which seemed like forever until I came to a door and I opened it only to find a brick wall behind it. I hit it with my hands and the force from the hit had me shaking the pain away."Ouch, what the hell?" I said hitting on all sides. I could hear his laughter in the background so I ran back the way I came. I finally came out and started on another tunnel. The Dane thing happened except this one became smaller at the end. I was literally hunched back when I opened the door to another wall. I ran back to the opening and there were two more tunnels.I started from my left and the tunnel zigzagged. I continued on as I felt coldness starting to seep through. My clothes w
Fedele’s POVI slid down the wall and cried. I could still taste the metallic flavor of Auntie's blood against my lips and my dress was drenched in her blood. How was this happening to me why did I do what i did? At this point I don't even know what made me involve myself in the plot to kill Alessandro's wife? I saw a red light and when I looked up the clock was counting down. I didn't know how long I had been sitting here but all I could do was watch the numbers ticking away."Mr Fedele time is wasting," he said in a singing voice. The deep baritone voice dripped with pure insanity."Leave me alone you sick fucker!""Ah now now now. Did we not just have a conversation about name calling? Have I called you out of your birth name? Where are your manners Mr. Fedele?"I looked around trying to find where his voice was coming from. I checked the ceiling and the walls and couldn't see anything."Did you have to kill her? She made a mistake and death shouldn't have been her punishment. That
Fedele’s POV"What kind of game are you playing Asshole? Let her go!" I yelled out in the room."Save me Fedele!" She said begging and crying so hard I couldn't hear my own thoughts. My heart was beating so fast in my chest I didn't know what to do. I couldn't afford to lose her. I climbed up on the platform to see if I could push the blade part back up. I was using all my strength to make it go back up but it wouldn't move up just kept moving down. I heard Auntie crying harder."I can use the saw and cut your feet off. I think it's the only chance you have.""No you can't. Oh God please no.""Auntie it's the only way."She screamed. "No....please. There has to be another way."Tears were rolling down my eyes. "Let me save you.""Ah nooooo..." I heard her say as the clock bonged out. The wood around her neck began to tighten. I could hear the metal and see the metal knobs that held up the two pieces of the opening turning. This contraption wasn't giving me much time."Whoever can hear
Fedele’s POVI heard him counting down and the once closed door began to open. A bright light barely showed through all the darkness as it seemed that the darkness behind me was starting to suck up the light in front of me. This couldn't be happening. I heard King growling and barking."Five... four... three..."I looked at the clock on the wall. The red numbers twenty-four appeared so bright as King started barking louder and before Hatter got to one, I took out through the open door. As soon as I made it out, the door closed and the lights began to automatically come on down the hall. I touched the wall and sure enough it was made of concrete. Was I in some type of maze? I continued down the hallway but when I stopped and looked back, darkness had covered my tracks."Alessandro please, this is too much. I'm sorry for what I did." I said moving down the hall. I was looking up to see if I could spot cameras but I didn't see anything.Finally a huge room appeared before me. It had a m
Fedele’s POV"I heard you the first time young man," he said with his voice dripping with sarcasm."Please have a cup of tea or something to eat. You must be starving. You were sleeping when they brought you here and it's been over fifteen hours I guess since you have probably had something to eat. People can't focus if their bodies haven't gotten nourishment."I could hear my stomach growling as he said the words. I didn't know if there was poison or anything else in the food. I looked at him and then the food. "How do I know you haven't poisoned it?""Here let me show you," he said taking a slice of ham and placing it on a plate. He picked up a fork and knife, cut it and placed a piece in his mouth. "See, this is good Canadian ham especially smoked with tender loving care," he said winking at me. He picked up the other empty glass and poured himself some water. He patted away any evidence of the food and water."What happened to your hair and apron? I wanted you to look nice when we
Fedele’s POVJolting awake from my sleep, I felt disoriented I looked up and saw green eyes staring back at me as I felt something cold entering my body.I grabbed my neck as I felt a tiny hole against it."Alessandro ?" I asked as my eyes felt heavy."The one and only.""You can't do anything to me!" I tried to yell but my speech felt slurred."I can do whatever I want. You wanted to play games so I am here to play. The only difference is you will play by my rules. The problem is do you want to live or die?The choice will be yours?""You can't hurt me. I am not... a..fr..aid of you." My breathing felt heavy."Oh but you will soon. Get some rest brother because you are going to need it." I felt myself swaying. Alessandro grabbed me and placed me in a box. My eyes were so heavy as I tried to keep them open.He put an oxygen mask on my face and connected the tubing through a small hole in the box to a small tank outside the box. He sat on his knees and strapped my arms to the side of