~MARIO~ I called in a nanny to look after Arianna for a couple of days while I went on my mission to look for Gia. I didn't even want to tell her that I might bring her home with me because anything was possible since she was pregnant with another man's child. Though that was impossible to believe, I had to. I mean, there was a good chance that she could have fallen pregnant for someone else right after she left my house. So, I just went ahead with the plan to look for her so that I could confirm that she was indeed pregnant for another man. I knew at the back of my mind that she miscarried ours, and I did not need to confirm obvious things, but I just wanted to prove myself wrong. Luca and I drove to Gia's new place. She had bought a new apartment in a new town because maybe she was trying to have a new fresh start with her baby daddy. But it didn't matter. I was going to confront the whole situation today and find out what was going on. "Are you sure that she seemed
~MARIO~ When Faviola hung up on me, I quickly dialed Doctor Greco's cell phone number so that he could explain how possible it could have been for him to diagnose Gia falsely about her losing her pregnancy when she did not. It did not make sense to me, and I needed him to clear that up for me and then explain how in the fuck hell did he just make me send off my pregnant wife out there to be haunted by Faviola. I needed him to explain to me whether he loved his job and never wished to lose it because I was going to fulfill that wish. "Doctor Greco?" "Good afternoon, Montez. How may I help you?" "How possible is it that you could have given Gia a wrong diagnosis when she did not lose her baby?" He was silent for a second, breathing. "Why? Is she pregnant?" "I asked a question, Doctor Greco." He sighed. "I don't think I might have given her a wrong diagnosis when all her pregnancy tests came back faint and others negative. She lost the baby, Mario. And she was bleeding and pas
~MARIO~ A month passed, and Gia was now 34 weeks pregnant and only had a month left to give birth, and I still could not find her. I was always on edge and desperate to find her. "We've tried everything to find her, boss, but it seems like she doesn't want to be found," Dante broke the silence in my study office. "You have to find her. She's pregnant with my child!" I yelled at them. How incompetent could they be to fail to find someone who was heavily pregnant like her? She had no one to hide her from the face of this earth. They just had to try harder to find her and bring her to me before she gave birth out there. "Are you sure that Faviola lost her?" I asked them. They looked at each other, afraid that I had asked them this very same question for a millionth time now. "She does not have her, boss." "Bring her to me, then," I commanded them as I picked up my glass of whiskey on the counter and drank. A few weeks ago, I found Faviola and interrogated her about
~MARIO~ "Here she is, boss." Dante and Andries said in unison as their men led Faviola to the dungeon in my house. "Let go of me!" She tried to wiggle herself from their grasp. I chuckled. "Hey there, old friend." She frowned when her eyes met mine. "What is this, Mario?" I gave her a weak smile. "Oh, never mind where we are, I just wanted to ask you some questions." I instructed the two men holding her to sit her down on the chair before me while I also sat down opposite her. I scoffed as we locked eyes. She was pissed. "We agreed that you would leave me alone and let bygones be bygones," she said. "No, Faviola, it's not over until I say it is. And I don't get to make that choice with you," I answered her. She squirmed on the chair, her hands tied with a rope behind her. "Let me go this instant, Mario." I shoved the chair a little closer to her. "Where is Gia?" "I told you a thousand times, I don't know!" She yelled. "Do you think she never left Rimini if, of course
~GIA~ When the car disappeared on sight, I sat up straight and breathed. My heart was pounding hard against my chest. I thought I was going to have a panic attack. I felt hot, and I struggled to gather my thoughts for a moment as I kept looking back to see if they followed behind us. It was at this time that I realized that I was not ready to open the door for Mario to come back into my life. I was not ready to look past everything that he ever did to me and have a fantasy ending with him. I still grieved my parents because of him, and I lost a friend because of him. So, I took the bottle of water that was in my bag, drank all of it, and felt better. We were far now and nearing home, and they did not follow behind us. I hoped that I would not have to relocate because of them. And when we got to town, I asked the driver to let me off because I wanted to catch a taxi. In case we were followed behind. I didn't want whoever saw me to know my house. And to successfull
~MARIO~ When I got home, my phone rang. It was Marco. "Yes?" I hoped that he called to tell me that he found the heir to Aldo's properties. The guy had no children, according to our knowledge. But he had to have someone that he entrusted all his wealth to. He had nephews and nieces from his brothers and sisters, even though he barely had time to spend with them because of safety reasons. He did not want to let them into his world as a way to protect them. But he was a helping hand to them from afar. He had a good heart and would not allow his family to suffer while he was able to help and had the means to. "I just got off the call with Matteo. He was hit on the road home." "He was hit? Now?" I asked in total shock. Things were getting too serious, and whoever was out to get us was not ready to back down until we were ready to face him head-on. "Matteo was driving, and Lorenzo was in the backseat. I sent people to get them and take them to the hospital," Marco answered
~GIA~ On Saturday morning, I woke up from a kick on my rib, and it felt like air was being sucked out of my lungs. I gasped as I sat up on the bed. I trailed my hands down my belly and tried to talk with the baby telepathically to stop kicking me like that when I was sleeping. I looked at the time, and it was almost 8 AM, I had to get up and get ready for my doctor's appointment. I groaned and got out of bed and went to the bathroom for my shower. The weather was a little bit chilly, so I wore my comfy and warm clothes with boots and went downstairs to have my breakfast before leaving. Debbie was at work, so I had to make my own breakfast. I sat down on the couch and had my cereals. And for a split second, I wished that Mario was there with me. I was going to my third last doctor's appointment before I was going to give birth. It made me a little bit sad that I was so far along without him being in the picture. I sighed and called for my Uber to come and pick me up
~MARIO~ We spent hours in Marco's computer room, but we could not find anyone by the family name of Albero. We were all exhausted and wanted to go home and rest already. It became clear to us that whoever this was did not want us to unmask her yet. At the same time, we were running out of time because we didn't know what she was up to next. We didn't know who she was going to attack next. She kept us on our toes and was winning. We were frustrated and anxious while she was out there enjoying seeing us colliding on each other's heads from panic. "I will try to find out from my contacts if they do not know anyone by the last name of Albero," Lorenzo said as we prepared to leave. "Please, and I will come back again and search for anyone with that last name," Marco replied. I sighed. "Yes. I will use my contacts from the underground as well to see if I won't find anything. We can't let her think that she got us on the palm of her hand." "We will keep in contact then if a