All Chapters of Amandolo- My Cruel Mafia Man?: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I spend alot of time in bed, the pain was still alot but i enjoyed flicking through bridal magazines. I'd become that girl... the girl who was creating a scrap book for her wedding."hey" the voice said. I looked up, seeing Carly stood by the door, wearing sweatpants and a loose fitting grey top. She looked sad, her eyes lifeless and grey. She walked across the room, laying down on the sofa. "Are you okay?" I placed the magazine down on the bed"I've been better, but hey I'll be fine. I should be asking you if your okay, you were the one who got shot" she sat up, rubbing her face with her hands."It's not great being shot" my hands went to my healing wound, covered by bandages "But besides that... I've never been happier" "I heard about the engagement, I'm so happy for you two. Christiano isn't the easiest man to be around, but he's a good man, and you deserve to be happy." she said she was happy, but I could see the pain in her eyes."have you seen anyone? sometimes it helps to tal

The maze of tunnels under the streets were dimly lit, I was surprised it was so quiet. But apparently it was a long way down. "down this corridor is the belly. we need to split up... Vanessa you wait here." Christiano ordered "I don't went an argument. Your not coming in... stay here... be look out. Call me If you see anything, but don't get seen' I didn't want to protest, frankly I was a little scared. "ok... I love you" I spoke, before briefly kissing him "come back to me" I watched as they went through the doors into the hideout. I found a large crate to hide behind, my phone open with Christiano's contact showing. It was so quiet. too quiet. I stood up, looking around. A gloved hand covered my mouth before I was dragged into the shadows. ---The figure stopped as we entered a dark damp room. The door locked and I was thrown to the floor. "fùck I was shot the other day!" I screamed, clutching my stomach. "ow!" "shut it!" Gabrielle stood in the corner, her arms folded. "look

"I don't want to go back to reality" I looked up at Christiano, my head resting against his shoulder. "I can get the pilot to turn the plane around if you want to go back..." his eyes were fixed to his phone as he scrolled through his Facebook page. "no, no, we need to go back. Besides we need to plan the wedding" I looked down at my hands, my right hand messed with the ring around my finger. "sì, I've been thinking, I don't want anything big. My mamma would have wanted the biggest wedding in history, but now she's gone... I just.. I know we said 100 but I'm thinking more 50" "I understand" I felt so bad for him, I had family, yes. But they had never loved me, I'd learnt to be okay with that... but Christiano's mother adored him... now she's gone it must be hard. "Excuse me Mr Acerra" a man approached, he was old, maybe in his 60's. "yes Charlie?" Christiano looked up, a smile on his face. "we're touching down" the old man added, before turning and walking off towards the fron

"okay Miya... yes... love you too, bye, bye" the phone went dead. (Miya is her sister mentioned at the start of book 1)"what did she say?" Christiano sat up in the bed next to me, his hair messy."she's not coming" I had called to ask her to come to my wedding, but she said she couldn't... she'd finally gone fo rehab and was working all the hours to pay my mother back."I mean, I didn't think she would... but I lived in hope" I threw the phone on the bed, sitting back against the hard wooden headboard. "we don't need them." he sat back too, turning to look at me. "ti amo, and that's all that matters" "I know." I looked away briefly. It hurt, it hurt to have a family which honestly didn't care... but maybe I was being selfish? Christiano had no choice, his family was dead, even if he wanted them to come they couldn't. I needed to suck it up, if not for my own sanity, for him. "We can move it back if you want to" he looked at me sincerely, his hand reaching out and taking mine."no,

"where are we going?" I broke the silence that hung in the car as we sped down the road."away" he didn't take his eyes off the road, his tone cold"you can tell me things you know... I don't need protecting from this" I turned to him, watching his jaw tightening as his eyes flicked back and forth between the road and the road behind him in the mirror. His eyes caught mine briefly, he sighed loudly."I'm sorry" he graoned, rubbing his face with his hand. "your right, you deserve to know." he checked in the mirror before pulling over to the side of the road, turning the car off. "if they've found the estate, we can't go back there... ever" he turned in his seat, "I've got an apartment in the middle of the city, we'll stay there until I can relocate the estate." "how did they find it?" I asked, turning to face him too."we must have a mole inside... but hey it doesn't matter" he patted my leg, his hand staying there. He turned the ignition back on, before pulling off quickly down the s