*Tracy's POV*
We all got out of our cars, heading towards one of Serge's casinos. Vincenzo was furious, he was shaking the whole way from the mansion to the casino. He wanted to spill blood and se were all following his steps.
When he said that if anything happened to V, he would burn this world down, he really meant it.
My heart was squeezing every time I think about what Violet is going through right now. I was angry as fuck, and wanted my best friend back.
When I knew that she went missing, I broke down in tears, as soft sobs left my body. Gio was next to me, holding me, while the other men stood there with angry looks on their faces. They all wanted Violet back.
Especially Vincenzo.
*Tracy's POV*(TW: torture on a high level, for those who don't like reading about torture you can skip the first part of Tracy's POV)Vincenzo has gone mad. He is no longer a human being, but a machine that doesn't sleep, doesn't eat, and search 24 hours for his fiore.We were all growing worried about his health, but he hadn't uttered a single word, other than to command us.I don't know what is going through his mind, but it was not good for sure."Speak or you will be fucked nicely." Gio punched the man sitting on the chair, being tortured. Wow Gio, nice words, so intimidating."I... will not s-speak." The man croaked.He doesn'
*Violet's POV*"Stop calling her that! Her name is Violet!" I screamed trying to block the noise, and the man next to me talking."Valeria listen to us. They brainwashed you! Those damn Italians played you. Remember who you are."Nazyr said injecting me with the same syringe. I cried and shouted for him to let go of me.Was my name Violet or Valeria? Why were they screaming over my head. I am clearly pregnant and need some rest. Why are they putting me in a dungeon?"Get him out of here." Nazyr ordered.I know his name because he always makes me remember it. He is the only person who talks to me other than the other ma
*Vincenzo's POV*That was overly dramatic. I wasn't really going to die. I have had worse shots before, and I survived.Most of the pain was in my arm. Another shot was heard and another body slumped to the floor."You son of a bitch!" Violet screamed walking past me.I looked behind me while clutching my arm. No body moved as Nazyr looked at the hole in his leg."Did you really think you can trick me? Did you really think that I can forget my fucking name? My own family? My man, and the love of my life?" She yelled more as she kicked him in the face.Both men from both sides were pointing their guns at each other, but
*Violet's POV*"Come on, we have to go." Vin said taking my hand in his."I am so sorry about shooting your arm. But it felt good. It took you a month to find me." I rolled my eyes."I searched all over for you my flower. I was fucking dying without you. You have no idea how happy I am to see you and our daughter alive." He replied kissing my forehead."Let's go! They took Gio in the first jet, the second is waiting for us." Erico yelled.We nodded and headed to the jet."Violet." My father was waiting for us with Mario."Dad." I ran towards him and
*Vincenzo's POV*Violet went with her dad to visit her mother. I still don't like him, but I have to tolerate him. Meanwhile, I am going to pay a visit for my dear grandfather. Erico was having fun with him and Serge, but still he isn't satisfied as he said. But I ordered him not to kill them. I need to have fun too with them. I have a built up anger for that fucker. I want to torture him, because he stole my mother first, then he took Violet from me. And my daughter is in critical condition! I went down the basement and entered the cell I was keeping him in. "I never thought I would meet my grandfather like that." I smirked. "I did imagine it d-differently. You in my place." "Look how the tables turned." I opened my favorite knife and cut his cheek. He only flinched, but didn't scream."I thought you had better antics for torture." He smirked spitting blood on the floor. "Oh I do. I planned this
*Vincenzo's POV*"What the fuck is going on?" Tracy screamed looking at Violet. "She isn't due until 2 more months!" She instantly took her phone. I was frozen in my spot looking at the scene folding in slow motion. Violet was screaming, from fear more than from pain. "Vincenzo!" Gio was shaking me, and I instantly ran to her. "Vincenzo we should go to the hospital, this is a dangerous matter." Tracy said. I nodded looking at Violet's pained face. "I don't want my baby to die." She sobbed. "She won't. She won't." The first one was to reassure her, the second one was to convince myself. "We need to get going. Erico has the car ready." Mario said.I scooped Violet bridal style and ran outside. Paolo opened the back door and I instantly got in. "It's okay baby, you will be fine." I repeated kissing her head. Violet screamed and I held her to my chest tightly. After what
*Violet's POV*"I can't do this." I looked at the mess in my room. "What do you mean? You are ready." Rosalina said. "What if I say something stupid? What if I trip and fall?" "You father will be with you, you won't fall." Tracy said rolling her eyes. "Come on you will be fine. Stop stressing out." Mom smiled Aurora laying in her arms sleeping peacefully. Mom is on a wheelchair, but she is doing better than before. She might live fore months, even years thanks to Vincenzo. The man I am going to marry in 10 minutes. This day is perfect. I am wearing my dream dress. It was ice white satin, with fitted boat-necked bodice, with long sleeves embellished to my elbows, and full circular skirt with demi-train sweeping the floor. I fell in love with the dress as soon as I saw it. My hair was pinned back with my veil, and soft curls fell on my shoulders. My make up was the best, it was soft and with nude
"V! Table number 5." My best friend Tracy said. "Okay I'll take care of it." I smiled at her taking my pen and the menu. "Thank you. I'm exhausted." She sighed and sat on the stool. "Take a break Tracy and eat something you've been running around since the morning." She smiled at me gratefully and went to the kitchen. I walked towards table number 5. A family formed of the mother, the father and two kids were chatting happily. I smiled at them. "Hello. I'm Violet, your waitress. Are you ready to order?" I asked them. The little girl smiled at me and looked at her mother waiting for her to order. "Hello Violet. Yes we're ready.