~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
~MARIO~ "Mia, who let you in here?" I asked as I looked up at Gia, who was looking at her. As I approached her at the front door, she responded, "You didn't know, did you?" "Know what? And I asked you a question: Who let you in here, and what are you doing in my house?" I asked again. "My sister was pregnant when she was arrested. She was carrying your baby. And the person who killed her killed your baby too," she bluffed. I chuckled and answered, "That's nonsense, and I'm gonna need you to leave." She held out a picture for me to see. It was a pregnancy scan. It looked old and had Juliana's name on it. She was 17 weeks pregnant. Yet, I didn't know. "You lie. You fabricated this document so you could use it against me," I snarled at her. "Do you think I have the time to trick you, Mario?" "She would have told me if she was pregnant," I replied. "She was arrested on her birthday. Why did you think she wanted you two to have dinner together? That's because I advised her to t
~GIA~ "You have to get up, Mario!" I giggled as he kissed my neck. "Five more minutes," he groaned, his head buried inside my neck, kissing me. He made me blush and giggle from the pleasure that was building up. I wanted him again. It was so embarrassing how we could not get over each other even though we had been together for seven days in a row without going out. We took turns sleeping in each other's rooms. We showered together, made love ate, and then made love. We watched movies that ended up watching us, making love. I bluntly blamed him for turning me into such a shameful sex addict. "Five more minutes is going to be another day for you!" I joked as he was already thrusting his dick inside of me. I moaned and forgot that I wanted him to go. He was so good. The way he moved his hips and did those thrusts, gosh, I wanted to bite his ear off. And when we were done, we went for a shower and then he dressed up to leave for work. "Don't miss me too much," he said as
~MARIO~ I was on my way to Marco's house when I received a call from Dante. "Boss," he said on the line, sounding like he was in a crowded and loud place. "Dante, what is it?" I asked, annoyed by the noise in his background. "I was watching Gia and her friends dancing when she disappeared in the hallway with a guy," he responded. "What? A guy?" I snapped. "Yes. They were dancing together." He answered. "What do you mean they were dancing together?" I stopped driving and pulled up by the side of the road. I imagined those guy's hands all over Gia, doing things to her that only I could do to her, and I just exploded with rage. I had to find that boy and teach him a lesson because Gia was mine, and no one else's. "We are in a club," Dante answered. "Why didn't you go looking for her?" I asked, agitated. How in the fuck hell did he let her go with some stranger? And why didn't he fucking tell me that they were going to a club? "They seemed rather cozy," he answered. "W
~GIA~ It was quiet in the car heading home. My guilty conscience about what happened in the club was slowly eating me up. It felt like I cheated even though my relationship with Mario was kind of awkward. I couldn't look him in the face. To think that he caught me while I was kissed in a public restroom by a stranger felt like I went there to hoe myself around. I didn't expect that Mario would retaliate by taking me to another club so that he would pretend like he was the other guy. I still wanted him. But I knew that I could not have him, not when I messed up. When we arrived outside the house, I went to my room and took a shower. It was now 9 PM. I checked the phone that Mario had given me and found texts from him when I was still at the club with Sofia and Sienna. And then I wondered what had happened to them. As I was about to call Sofia, the door of my room creaked open, and Mario came inside. He was angry. I could tell from the way his lips were straight. He wou
~GIA~ Again, today, Sofia and I went out with Mario's permission, of course. We had Dante and Andries watch us and report to Mario if we were up to anything "extra fun." I rolled my eyes when I turned around to see them following behind us at the mall. Today we did a little shopping and went to watch a movie at the cinema. It was so much fun, and I would catch Andries and Sofia winking at each other when we went to play some games. It felt like Dante and I were third-wheeling. I wanted them to get a room already and smash before we could carry on with any other activities. But I was not supposed to make it obvious to Dante that I knew about Sofia and Andries. "Sofia, do you mind going with Andries to see what movie is up next?" I said as I gave her a little nudge. She instantly knew what I was on about. "Sure. Don't you guys go anywhere," she answered as she looked at Andries for them to go. I picked out another game to play as Sofia and Andries left to check the
~MARIO~ "Guys, I think I found something," Marco said as he clicked on his keyboard. It turned out that we had found Elio Missoni with a man named Andrea Bianchi. Their names were written boldly on the screen. 'Andrea Bianchi... It can't be...' I thought as I looked at the screen. "Oh shit, is that?" "Andrea Bianchi. My right-hand man." I cut Marco short before he could finish saying his name. The room went silent. We were all staring at the picture on the screen. I was in so much disbelief at what I was seeing. It was as if my scariest nightmare was coming true. I'd never been betrayed by someone close to me before until this very day. It felt like the universe was repaying itself for all the sins that I had committed. Andrea Bianchi was more than just my right-hand man. He was my friend, my brother, and my advisor. I never trusted anyone's word more than his. He was always there for me when I needed a shoulder to lean on. When I needed someone to advise me. He w
~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