~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
~MARIO~ Two days passed, and Marco could not find Gia anywhere. It seemed as if she disappeared into thin air, and the signal of her phone could not be located anywhere. It was clear that whoever had her took out the tracking device on her phone when he found it. I was so stressed out about her. I wondered if she was okay wherever she was. Dante said there was a woman and two guys with her when they took Gia. He tried to fight them off, but they outnumbered him and beat him up. He was left outside the bathroom door beaten up, and Gia was nowhere to be found. He said that he could not even see their faces or have a chance to call for help as soon as he saw them because they attacked him. But he did notice that they were not from around here because they spoke French. "You have to try by all means to find her, Marco," I said as I paced up and down the room. I was restless. I sent Dante and Andries to search for her anywhere, but they came back with no answers to where