Pray *Free Chapter*

Sleep did not come easily that night. Finding out that the child Helena was pregnant with being Anthony jhon's, almost being held at gunpoint and injured, and then finding out that our apartment was set on fire and the man and woman who were staying there as decoys dying... all of it was too much to handle. And still, after a few hours of tossing and turning, and after Jacopo finally came to bed to hold me, did I finally manage to fall asleep.

However, my mind would not rest. The dreams I was seeing, well, more like the nightmares I was seeing forced me to wake up. I was too disturbed to the point that it took me a few minutes to realize that I was once again alone in bed.

"Jacopo?" I whispered, my heart drumming in my chest, trying to beat its way up my throat.

"Jacopo?"

I threw my legs over the edge of the bed and pushed myself to my feet. After turning to light on, I looked around the room. Where did he go?

The door opened, startling the life out of me. It surprised me how jumpy I have become. It felt like I had gone right back to where I started.

My heart settled a bit when I caught sight of Jacopo entering. I jumped to my feet before he could make it a few steps into the room and threw my arms around him.

"Where did you go?" I whispered.

The amount of safety I felt when he wrapped his arms around me was indiscribable, but that only lasted a few seconds when I realized that he was not dressed for bed.

"You're going somewhere." I commented.

"I am." He replied, running his hands up and down my back. "I was hoping to get back before you wake up next morning."

"Where are you going, Jacopo?" I asked.

Jacopo led me over to the bed and sat down at the edge before he pulled me to his lap.

"Kevin has managed to break up the motorcycle club Elizabeth was staying in. Our people have eyes on her and have reported that she was moving close to our city." He explained. "Dante has no desire to let her back into the city, so we're going to have to go to her and, hopefully, catch her off guard."

"And you have to go?"

Jacopo's eyes softened as he looked at me, lightly tilting his head to the side, his right hand pressed against my lower abdomen.

"I don't have to go. I want to go." He replied. "I want to go and finish it. I want to finish all of it, and I want to eliminate the one who wants to harm you, to harm our family. I want to watch with my own eyes and do it with my own hands. I want to leave this mess in the past."

My heart clenched. I understood that he needed to go to get the closure he needed. I also understood that he was telling me that he was going to kill someone, most probably the woman who tried to kill him one too many times, including myself. But that doesn't mean that I did not fear for his life.

As if knowing what I was thinking about, Jacopo reached out to lift my chin up closer to him.

"I'll go deal with the problem, and then I will return to you in one piece, without a single scratch on my body. I will come back to you and hold you in my arms for however long you want me to." He promised.

I could feel my eyes watering, so I shut them and leaned closer to press my lips against his. Jacopo accepted the kiss with full force, kissing me until my lungs burned.

He then pressed his forehead against mine, taking deep breaths before he spoke.

"Go back to sleep, okay Eza, and don't worry about me. I will come back before you wake up tomorrow morning." He commented, pulling away a bit to look at me again. "You just worry about getting some rest."

"It's only a f*e of hours away from morning. Are you sure you will make it back by them?" I asked, wanting to keep him with me for a few more minutes.

"I will." He replied, kissing my lips one more time before he scooped me into his arms and stood up.

He turned around, laid me down on the bed, and pulled the covers up to my shoulders to tuck me in.

"Be safe, Jacopo. Please." I whispered.

"I promise, my love. I will be safe." He replied.

"And don't do anything reckless." I added. "I know this is important to you, but you have to be careful."

Jacopo brushed my hair back, combing his fingers through the strands, forcing my eyes shut.

"I have you to return to, Eza, you and our baby. I will not do anything that will stop me from coming back to you."

He leaned down to press a kiss against my head before he stood up.

"Good night, Eza." He wished before he turned the light off.

I followed his dark figure as he walked over to the door, disappearing into the hall and closing the door behind him.

I stared at the dark for a few minutes, praying that he would come back to me safely. But that was not the only thing I was praying for.

I also prayed that he would get the closure he needed to get, so he and I could close this chapter of our lives and start a new and better one together.