3

                   I used a different car today. Endless hours have passed. I couldn't sleep last night. She kept hovering in my head. I read her file. She hasn't dated anyone in the twenty-eight years of her life. It's quite unbelievable. I stared up hoping she would come near the window of her room. I just wanna have a glimpse of her. I don't know feelings, emotions and particularly love. But I felt the need to see her. 

     The door opened of my car and I reached for my gun. I pressed it on his head. 

     He fucking grinned at me. "We do care for Willow. But I wasn't expecting you here." He said, looking at the building. 

     Frowning, I pulled the gun away and put it back in the holster. "What are you doing here?" I snorted, darting my eyes out at the park. There were only kids. The security guard wasn't ever a problem. 

      He leaned forward and peered out of the window. "She's not here. I guess. You must know her apartment. We can go and say hello." He wiggled his brows. 

     "Shut up," I growled. 

     He patted my shoulder. "Come on. You can trust me." 

     "I don't wanna scare her." I remembered the day when Marcus stepped in front of Sylvia. Her gaze was filled with fear and she ran away without looking where she was going.

     Marcus sighed deeply, resting against the seat. "True. So what's the plan? Whatever it is. I'll help you to get your love." He said. 

     I arched my brows at the choice of his words. "No doubt." My head turned to the entrance of the building as I felt my heart beating. There she came, wearing shorts and a full-sleeve tee. Her walk was slow and there was no happiness on her face. Still, she looked the most beautiful woman holding a small ray of hope in her eyes. 

      "It's her. Isn't It?" He asked, leaning forward. 

      I hummed, nodding my head. My gaze followed her as she sat on the bench and stared at the kids with a soft smile. The corners of my lips curled up automatically. 

     "You look interested in her more than one night stand." He said. 

     My lips flattened at the choice of his words. "She makes my heart beat every time I look at her." She fished out her phone and began to stroll down. She must be feeling alone after her parents' death. 

     "Appointing an extra guard. I don't want my brothers to go throwing anything like I did." I felt his sadness again. 

      "Is it that hard to move on?" I asked him. 

      He looked at Clara. "You came here from our island. Just to see her, Capo." He shook his head. 

      I couldn't think of anyone. I thought about going out last night to go out to one of our clubs and hook up with a random girl. It wasn't ever difficult to get a woman at my side. I just couldn't bring myself to do that. I want her. If she would ask me to wed her. I'd do it immediately. 

      "I don't need to answer, I guess." He said. 

      "Wanna have breakfast with me?" I asked. 

      He shrugged his shoulders. "I met a doctor last week."

      My eyes narrowed on him. "You don't look sick or there's no one who's sick." 

      "You were talking about moving on. Having a baby would be a nice thing." He said and I nodded. Whatever is going to come from his mouth. He looked damn serious. "I'm thinking of having a kid. There are many ways to get a baby." 

      It confused me. I wasn't sure about the kid but if it would be with Clara. I would love to. "Are you sure?" I asked him. 

     "Yes. I won't allow any other woman in my life ever. Mom suggested it. I don't mind." He sighed heavily. 

     "Whatever! Good luck. I don't wanna go into detail." I told him, igniting the car. Glancing at her last time, I drove away. 

      "I would ask you the day she will be round with your baby." He chuckled. 

      I smiled. "Better keep it a secret until you hold your baby."

      "I wasn't even planning to tell it to you until I held him in my arms. Gosh! I wonder, brother! Would that! I could see Lia with my child. It's a strange but prideful feeling." 

      I grasp the steering wheel. "I hate to see you weak," I told him. We're friends, brothers. His weakness is our weakness. 

      "I rarely get time to show the real me. It happens only around you two. Don't take it away." He stared at me looking suddenly serious. 

      I nodded. "Have you thought about some names? What do you want?" I asked. 

      "Girl? Or a boy? I don't know. It's quite confusing." He looked puzzled. 

      I inhaled. "I can understand." I told him.