šMaria's POVš
I fell asleep shortly after the baby did. When I woke up, the room was empty. No baby, no Carlos, no guard, or nurse, no Madre, no one. I pulled myself up, made it across the room, out the door, and to the stairs. I looked down into the living room, and didn't see anyone. I could hear the sound of voices and laughter, but couldn't see anyone. "Fuck!" I gripped a hold of the banister, cussing up a storm. When I got half way down, I stopped, remembering the time I fell. I looked down at the landing and could see Rocco's face. I slid down to my bottom, gripping ahold of the wooden planks of the banister. My tears began flowing. Rocco was gone. He tried keeping me safe, but I couldn't get to the gun fast enough, nor fight off my attacker.Marco came around the corner and saw me. "Maria, are you hurt?" He asked coming up the stairs quickly."I'm fine....justšMaria's POVšI didn't even realize I was crying, until Carlos touched my cheek, wiping my tears away. "Its okay, Maria...You don't have to talk right now, if you don't want to...you don't need to stress...you should be resting and recovering....you have stitches.""I know that I have stitches, Carlos...I pushed out a baby through what felt like a pea...it fucking hurt....I thought I was going to die...it still fucking hurts, and I'm having the worst menstrual cramps of my life....I still feel like I'm laboring.""I'm sorry, you had to go through that alone, Maria...I'll have the doctor come examine you again...Do you still want pancakes?""No...just a piece of cake and some ice cream will be fine...and can someone bring me my baby? I've barely gotten to hold her."Carlos smiled. "You are going to be the best mother ever, Maria."I smiled, but started to feel a bit odd. "I hope so...Carlos,I'm starting to feel all tingly.
šMaria's POVš"Maria...Maria...." Carlos called. "Where did you go?". He asked.I shook my head..." Sorry..." I turn to my sister. "I'm tired, Camilla."Carlos nods and tells Marco to take Camilla home. "Your sister needs her rest. We should be home in time for lunch, tomorrow.". Carlos tells her, as I hug her and Marco goodbye." You want to tell me what happened, Baby? Did you remember something? " Carlos asked, sitting beside me, taking my hand."I shrugged. "I dyed Easter eggs this year with Nikki and Tiffany up until Junior passed by the room we were in and told them to get me back into the hole...I wasn't a house pet...and once again, I should have never been born....I don't know why he said it that time because Tiffany was with me.""You colored Easter eggs?". Carlos asked." I did alot of things, Carlos...sometimes I played games or wor
š„Carlos's POVš„I had Junior hanging by his wrists, toes barely touching the ground. I wanted him to be in pain as I ripped the flesh from his back like he had done my wife. Fratelli stood back and watched my horror show. I had told Junior he would get ten times the pain that he inflicted upon Maria and much more...that was sixty lashes. He passed out seven times and each time he passed out I would apply salt to his wounds.Marco came over and grabbed the whip from my hand. My body was aching from all the muscle I put in to each blow. "Don't you think he's had enough?". He asked." It will never be enough for what he did to Maria.". I spit.Fratelli took me by the arm. "He's had enough, Carlos...You need to get home to your wife...Go and get cleaned up...I'll finish here."I turn to him and spit on the ground beside him. "I want him kept alive...He's got more coming, tomorrow."Flashback:M
š„Carlos's POVš„Maria wouldn't go to sleep. She tossed and turned for hours. She had already fed Everleigh twice and changed her. After tossing once again, I took a look at my phone to see what time it is. "Maria...its 5am...Aren't you just a little bit tired?"Maria rolled over and faced me. "I can't sleep...I just keep thinking about my dream...I mean...bits and pieces keep coming back to me.""What do you mean in bits and pieced?". I asked her.Maria sat up,looking down at me. " I think...I ummm... May have been drugged off and on....I know I slept alot...and I always got tired after eating...and I never knew what day it was...sometimes I didn't even realize I had grown so much....I don't know, Carlos...."I sat up, and took Maria in my arms, kissing the top of her head. If Junior had been drugging Maria like she assumes, then that could explain why she thought she was only gone for weeks instead of months.I turn
āļøCarlos POVāļø Just three days after turning twenty-one, I went from being my Padre's Capo to being the Don of New York City. And, just an hour after his burial, I sat in his office having a meeting with his enemy, signing a peace treaty with the Baltimore Commission to marry their Capo's daughter, Maria who was turning eighteen in August. My father had made and signed the Document a year before, but with him being gone, I had to rewrite the proposal and agree to the marriage to prevent a future war. I had seen Maria just last year at a summer barbecue her parents had thrown. It was their annual Fourth of July party they hosted for all of the other Capo's and Dons who wanted to attend. They made their three daughters perform a dance. The girls were known as the Ricci sisters, and were very popular on YouTube and Tik-Toc. Maria was
ā¤ļøMaria's POVā¤ļø I was standing behind the stage curtain getting ready to perform with my sisters, Alissia and Camilla, and with my friends, Lindsey and Matteo. My sisters were wearing brown and green tattered dresses and I wore a black and gold dress with a matching gold hair piece attached to my head. Matteo wore a black and gold body suit. Lindsey wore a black silver dress similar to mine. We each had daggers attached to an armband. I also had a dagger that attached to a garter on my left leg. It was to be gifted to my future husband after my performance as a sign of my affection, another one of father's ideas. My father was on stage, giving one o
ā¤ļøMaria's POVā¤ļø The next morning, I woke to my curtains being pulled open. "Rise and shine." My mother shouts. I look at my clock, and its only seven. " Your father has a very important meeting this morning with Mr.Romaro. You must have made quite the impression on him, because his mother, Gemma flew in early this morning to meet you...go bathe and wear something pretty... Breakfast will be at eight!" I grabbed my phone and went into my bathroom and started filling my garden tub up with water and essential oils. I so needed my jets this morning. Laying in the tub, I checked all my messages. One after the other, it was all the same. "When are you getting married? Why didn't you tell us? What are you going to do?" My father even sent me a text message reminding me to be on my best behavior. He even reminded me of w
ā¤ļøMaria's POVā¤ļø I was sitting out by the pool with my sisters, playing guitar, when Carlos stepped outside. "Maria, I'm heading back for New York tomorrow, and thought maybe we could go out maybe around seven for dinner and activity?". Did he seriously think I would want to go out after him taking my daggers away. "Did you ask our father if you can take her out?" Camilla asked. She always protected me when I was in one of my moods, and I had been in one all day. "I don't have to ask for his permission to take my fiance out, Camilla.". Carlos sat down beside me. I still wasn't giving him an answer. I was ignoring him messing with the strings on my guitar. "I saw Maria's tattoo...can I have one, too?" Camilla asked. Alissia and I laugh, and I continue to ignore him. "No, because you are twelv