~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
~MARIO~ "We sent Andrew and Enzo to follow the lead that we received on him, and we are yet to receive their feedback, boss," Andrea said in my study. "We have to find him before he does too much damage. I heard that there is a word going around that I held him in the dungeon and killed Tavi because he escaped," I replied to him as I scrolled down on my phone, scanning through a text that I received from one of my spies in the streets. "Megan has people in the underground, who would protect him at all costs, boss, we have to increase our eyes and ears," Andrea suggested. He was right. Megan was a very well-known drug dealer who had people who would protect him to protect themselves because he knew their most sacred secrets that they didn't want to be out in the world. "We will have to do everything necessary to find that boy, and when he is found, I will kill him myself and everyone close to him," I answered. Andrea looked at me and - perhaps -thought that I was a bit drama
~GIA~ "Are you sure we won't be buying the whole store?" Sofia asked, chuckling as I took another dress off the hook. "If Mario allowed me, I'd be shopping every day. It's very therapeutic," and with that said, I treaded to the fitting room with a pile of clothes. Mario's guards were seated by the couch near the fitting room, and now that they were here, I thought of how useful they could be. "How do I look?" I asked them as I wore a black knee-length dress that hugged my body and revealed my hips and slim figure. They looked at each other, unsure of how to answer, but then they said, "You look beautiful." I rolled my eyes and went back to the fitting room because I knew that they were going to say that. I would have asked Sofia, but she was still looking for her dresses since I gave her the go-ahead to get anything she wanted. Besides, it was not as if Mario was going to notice that we spent extra thousands. After fitting all the clothes, I put them back in the shopping
~GIA~ A week later. I was asleep in my bed, still mad at Mario, for carelessly ordering his man to kill someone else when I thought that he had changed. I didn't want to utter a single word to him even after we moved to the new house. When I heard a door knock early this morning, I groaned, sat up on my bed, and told the person outside to come in. It was Mario. "I hope I didn't wake you up." He said when our eyes met. I didn't want to pay attention to the pace of my heartbeat. So, instead, I looked him in the eye and pretended that I was still mad at him. Seeing him did not make me want to jump out of bed and bury my face in his neck, and let him kiss me until we were both out of breath and lusting for one another. "No. But what do you want? Are you here to ask me when I am leaving your house?" I folded my arms across my chest. "No. I am here to give you this," he came forward and handed me a document. 'Conti Logistics' was boldly written on top of the document. I to
~GIA~ I woke up from Mario's chest and looked at him sleeping. He looked so peaceful and beautiful. I remembered the first night we spent together, and I could not get over how peaceful he looked when he looked angry and annoyed almost all the time. I wanted to touch his face and lean up and kiss him. "Why are you not sleeping?" I almost jumped out of the bed when he asked me. He startled me. "Why are you spying on me? I thought you were sleeping." I got off the bed and put on my gown. He grabbed my hand and pulled me back to the bed. "Where are you going?" He asked. I giggled. "I'm going to bathe and then go and check up on Bella." "I didn't hear Sofia complain that Bella needs you to check up on her," he kissed my neck. "I'm sure she misses me and trying to be a good girl to Sofia!" I giggled while Mario turned me on with his neck kisses. "Then let them bond!" He stripped off my gown, covered us inside the sheets, and then whispered. "I have plenty of surprises fo
~MARIO~ "Where is she?" Gia asked beside me. "We will find her," I took her hands, trying to get her to calm down and not panic. "Someone took Bella, Mario! What are we going to do?!" Her eyes looked terrified and were filled with tears. "I need you to trust me. She's still in the house," I answered her. "Is it Charlotte? Is she back?" She cried. I kissed her forehead. "She's not going to take Bella from us, okay?" She gave me the tiniest of nods. I turned towards the door and ran down the stairs and was stunned when I saw a woman holding my baby in the living room. The guards had guns on their heads. We were surrounded by Charlotte and her men. I could only wonder how she was able to get inside the house and hold all my guards at gunpoint. "Charlotte," I said her name as I walked slowly to where she was sitting with Bella in her arms. She chuckled when I said her name. "Surprise, surprise, Mario. I told you we would meet." I walked closer to her. Bella was sound
~GIA~ I was up all night. Contemplating the idea of going back to Mario. It sounded absurd that I came all this way to keep Bella and me safe, and yet, I found myself wondering every single minute if it was the right thing for me to do. I didn't want to keep Bella away from her father, even though that meant keeping her safe. I wanted him there. I wanted him there with me. It bugged me every single day that we were miles away. And so, I needed to make a choice. To leave Milan and go back to him. "Well, after everything you've told me about your baby daddy, I think you should stay as far away from him as possible. For Bella's sake, of course," Aurora voiced out her opinion after I ran to her to ask for her advice. But I knew that was just going to be impossible. I loved Mario. I didn't know why or how, but I fell in love with him and could no longer be far away from him. It felt like I was being torn from the inside when I had to imagine my life without him. "He needs to
~MARIO~ "I will give you 48 hours to get here, or I will kill the last of the men you sent to take my daughters away," she answered. I was about to speak when she hung up the call on me. "FUCK!" I snapped and punched the steering wheel. I slipped my cell phone inside my pocket and thought of what to do for a second. It was true that Charlotte had outplayed us. We underestimated her, and now, we had lost men to her. Andries was one of my best men, so I had to find a way to save him. But first, I had to go and get Gia. Without thinking or hesitating, I pushed the key into the ignition and drove to Milan. I didn't know where or how I was going to find Gia, but I knew in my heart that I could not go any longer without her. It was a long and tiring road trip to Milan. I was alone in the car and just thinking about how I was going to feel to see her and our baby. I was, of course, going to be mad at her for leaving without thinking that I had every right as she had to be
~MARIO~ "Did you find the kids?" I asked on the phone. I was talking with Andries. "Yes. But we have a problem," he stated. I sighed. "What kind of a problem?" "We are going to be outnumbered. There are so many guards here than we estimated," he explained. Of course. We should have known that. They were Charlotte's kids, and she would place the kids' safety first, considering that she knew that we were after her and knew who she was. "I will send more men to you. We need those kids by the end of the day," I provided a solution. "Yes, boss," Andrea answered. I hung up the call and turned to Marco. "What do we do now? We need more men. Andries and his guys are outnumbered," I folded my arms across my chest. Marco sighed and scratched his head. "I see. Okay... I guess I will have to talk with Vince and see if he won't be able to organize about 30 men to join Andries. What do you think?" Well, it was better than less than 30. "That's a great number," I bit my lower lip, try
~GIA~ No one told me that my whole life would have such dramatic events. I wished that my parents had told me how life out there was. I was always cooped up in the house because it was not safe. My father believed that there were people out there who were after him and would use me to hurt him. Of course, I loved my father so much and could not imagine him being hurt all because I wanted to be a part of the real world and go to school like every normal kid did. Besides, I was fond of my home-school teacher. She made it easy for me. I was able to use my wild imagination and see myself in a real school. With kids and making friends, having a silly crush on a boy who was not interested in me, but in my friend. It helped to imagine those scenarios because I felt like I was not kept away from the real world. My teacher would always bring pictures of people in the mall, movies, and dates. It was that bad for me. Talking about being the daughter of a serial assassin. But my ho
~MARIO~ "Boss, Gia ran away," Dante said after I answered his call in the morning. "What?" I sat up straight on the bed. "She left a note that she was going to give Bella a better future elsewhere. Away from all the chaos going on," he explained. I sighed. Shocked. I was relieved at the same time that she was not kidnapped. I thought that Charlotte had taken her away. "Thank you for the heads up, Dante," I answered him and then hung up. I threw myself on the bed and released a sigh. "Do you need me to take away all the tension, Daddy?" The hooker next to me asked. I had forgotten that I bought one last night when I went to the club to clear my mind. I looked at her, smirked, and pushed her head underneath the sheets to my dick. I wanted her to suck it until I released myself inside her mouth. She giggled when her mouth finally met with my dick. When she started working her mouth around it, I groaned. She was so good. "You taste so good, Daddy," she gagged on it. I
~GIA~ Two months later, there was still no word about Charlotte. Dante tried to keep us out of every detail about her until he was able to confirm with Mario that she was gone. For good. Mario sent Dante money every other week to buy us groceries and to also take us shopping. During those two months, he did not come to see his daughter because he was trying to protect her and keep Charlotte from finding out where we were. I didn't complain. I thought and believed that Mario and I were better off without each other. We only brought out the worst in each other and put each other in danger. If we were going to reconcile, Bella would be caught in the middle and get hurt. And that was not what we both wanted. “Are you okay, Gia?” Debbie asked in the car. We were on our way to shopping. I smiled. “Yeah, I'm fine. I was just thinking that Bella would be 2 months old tomorrow.” She squealed. “We should definitely have a little photo shoot today,” she looked at the rear mirror a