~GIA~ I slammed the door, went to my bed, and threw myself across it, groaning. I was angry at Mario for taking me to a dungeon when he knew that the last time he took me into one, there were my parents inside. They were tortured to tell him who hired my father to kill Francesca. He didn't even want to care that my father was hired to do a job that paid his bills. He didn't even care that the bullet was not meant for her. It was for him. Francesca was at the wrong place at the wrong time. Sofia came inside and stood near the door after closing it. "Mario sent me to check up on you," she said with a concerned look on her face and added, "What happened? What's wrong?" "You should have asked him," I responded. Irritated that he always had to treat me like I was a child. "I'm here now, Gia, and I want to know what's bothering you," Sofia responded, concerned. "I don't want to talk about it," I said, turning over and sleeping on my side. "I can't take that. What did he do?
~MARIO~ A week later, I dedicated my time to planning on evading Giovanni's place. I had to have several backup plans in case things didn't go according to the original plan. His guard sent me the layout of his house and how I could get through without alerting the cameras around the premises. At first, I was reluctant to work with the guy but then he told me that he had plans to get back at Giovanni for what he did to him when he refused to do a certain job for him. So, I had all the needed necessities for my payback. "Giovanni has two little daughters in his house, boss, we have to find a way to not get them in the middle of all this," Andrea said with a sympathetic face. He was right. In all my missions, I have never implicated little children. That's because they did not know what was going on and did not deserve to pay for things that they had no hands in. "Of course, Andrea, we will not implicate the little girls. How old are they?" I asked, getting dressed in all
~GIA~ "Put me down!" I shouted as the guard threw me inside the van. "You should know by now that there is no escaping this place, Gia," the guard said as he drove off. I stared out of the window and saw a fence at the sides of the road. The forest was just an illusion. There was no way that I was going to escape from a 100-foot fence. I felt my heart shattering inside me. "How did you know I was running?" I asked him. "I saw you when you navigated your way through the forest. I thought you knew that it would lead you nowhere. And if you reached the fence and tried to climb, you would have risked your life by getting yourself electrocuted," he replied. My blood ran cold. Sofia was right. I could never be able to escape Mario. Not if I'd be willing to risk my life by escaping through the main gate that was heavily guarded by guards and cameras. All my efforts seemed to have been in vain. And once again, Mario won. When we arrived at the front door, the guard opened the
~MARIO~ After hanging up the call on Gia, I sighed and leaned back on the car seat. I didn't understand how much she hated me until the call. I realized that we were far from resolving our issues and working past everything that happened. Of course, she had every right to be mad at me and hate me for killing her parents and her friend in front of her. I brought her so much pain, and there were no excuses for that. I had to pay for putting her through all that. But I also wanted to make it right. "We are here," Andrea said as the van stopped a few meters from a big mansion house. "Did you check on Josiah if he has been able to deactivate the alarm system in the house?" I asked, loading my gun with bullets. "Yes, he did. I will go to the girls' room and get them while you take care of Giovanni." He answered. "We did not discuss that, Andrea," I snapped. His obsession with Giovanni's daughters was insane and I couldn't understand why. He was not someone who liked childr
~GIA~ "Well, have you heard anything from Mario?" I asked Sofia. I just wondered if he was on his way home yet because it was getting late. The news of me trying to escape finally felt like old news. But Mario was still mad and would want to talk about it when he came back, and I understood. "I haven't heard anything. Why are you asking?" Sofia gave me a skeptical look. I scoffed and answered, "I won't try to escape again. I was just wondering if he was on his way back." "You need not worry yourself much, Gia. He will be home soon." She answered. "That's all I wanted to hear." I smiled. "Are we not going to talk about why I think it's a grave mistake for you to try to escape behind Mario's back?" She sat down next to me on the bed. "I got your point, and my plan didn't work. So you don't have to remind me of how I made a fool of myself thinking that I could jump off a 100-foot fence." I rolled my eyes. "It's not really about that, Gia. All I want to say is that even if you
~MARIO~ "Why wasn't I called to have fun?" Matteo said, emerging from the crowd that he came with. I almost thought that we were about to die. What a joke that Matteo had to play on us. I frowned at him and then smiled as I embraced him. It'd been a long time since we last saw each other. He was away and couldn't help with the Giovanni problem. I was very surprised when I saw him. He was good at surprises. "What happened with your arm?" He asked worriedly. I looked at the dead dog far off from the porch, and Matteo chuckled. "No way, you were bitten by a dog?" He chuckled. I rolled my eyes, "Very funny." "Does it sting? Do you think the dog has rabbis?" He asked, chuckling. "You making me feel better right now," I groaned as we walked to the gate. "It doesn't look terrible. You will survive," he said. I was really glad to see him. He was a wonderful friend and always showed up for me. He'd never bail out on me when I needed him the most. He always made sure that
~GIA~ Just as I was about to lie down on the bed and think of everything that had just happened, the door creaked open, and Mario rushed to my side and kissed me. I was shocked and caught off guard, but when he pushed his tongue in and met mine, I softened to the kiss and deepened it. He tasted so good, and I realized just how much I missed this. His lips on mine and his tongue on mine. He pulled away, looked at me with so much desire, and went to lock the door. I couldn't deny that I wanted him, too. That I wanted him to show me how much he missed me and make me cum while screaming his name. He pulled the blankets off of me and stripped himself naked. He looked like God took his precious time scalping his body. He was about 6 feet and 2 inches tall. He had big and strong arms and a broad and smooth chest with abs that proved that he never skipped gym day. The guy was so fine. I never really met anyone who looked handsome with clothes on and sexy without clothes. He
~MARIO~ "So, are you still the hardcore gentleman I've always known you to be?" Lola asked, sipping her drink. And I remembered that we met at a bar a few months ago, and then she left and now we met again in one. She was the one person who used to make me feel relaxed from the pressure at work and trying to make sure that people shivered at the sound of my voice. She was different. She knew my dangerous reputation and still wanted to entangle herself with me. "Hardcore gentleman?" I asked, locking eyes with her. "You know, the kind that demands respect but knows how to treat a lady." She said, biting her lip, and I blushed. "You haven't changed with your flirtations," I judged. She chuckled and answered, "I'm not flirting, Mr. Montez." She crossed her legs and brushed her shoe against my leg. She always did that whenever she was signaling me to get out of the room with her. I knew the look she had given me from long ago. She hadn't changed. I shifted my leg, and