4. Baby Boy

"You don't want to tell me what this place is?" I asked.

"Milan Cathedral."

"You want to come here for penance?"

"I want to remarry you, Leah."

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Milan, Italy

El Salvador has the same high temperament as his parents. The bad traits they transmit are ingrained in their children. He often spends money on extravagances with his girlfriend.

Steve said, today El, will have a pre-wedding in front of the Duomo Cathedral. This place is a historical place for me. Remembering the sweet story of a cradle from the mouth of a loser, as well as the bitter story of the prediction, it proved to be more than I thought.

As for your son Anthony, I will give him a little chaos, so that he will think again about marrying that girl. Do you and he have the same character, easily deceived?

My feet ran fast from the edge of this magnificent building, two men were chasing me from behind. I tripped, fell, and screamed, "Help, aa!"

A handsome young man, his body was big and dashing like his father's. The combination of Natalie and Anthony's faces produces extraordinary beauty. He beat up two men carrying knives and guns without fear.

The two men were battered and beaten with his large fists. Amazed, he was like his father who, if allowed to hit, would never stop until the opponent's face was bleeding.

The clothes he wore were dirty with the man's blood. Security personnel came and both were taken away from there. I, who was amazed, couldn't look away from looking at him from a distance and was walking towards me who was sitting weakly on the street.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly, like Anthony's voice, which used to care about me. I was a little lulled then smiled wryly, he was still very young. I don't need to be amazed.

I shook my head, he cupped my face, examined everything, and saw my appearance was so pathetic, my lips and knees were injured, he probably felt sorry and carried me without asking much.

My hands were forced to wrap around his long neck. The perfume smells very fresh. They have the same taste, fresh and piercing. "Let's just cancel this photo shoot, my clothes are also dirty and tell Jolie that I'm going back to the hotel," he said firmly to a man who rushed to open the car door for us.

"Yes Sir." He placed my body slowly on the soft car seat, sat next to me, and closed the door, and then the car started to move away from the location.

But he asked the driver to take me to, "Apartment, Jose."

"Yes sir." Oh, he has the same character, a liar! His head turned towards me, his hand touched my knee and I hissed. My body leaned closer to the edge of the door. Like I'm a virgin girl who is afraid of being touched by strangers.

"Is it hurt?" he asked and I nodded still not daring to look at him. His hand reached out to grab my chin, pulling it slowly upwards. My eyes closed when his thumb stroked my jaw.

"Who are they and what do they want with an innocent girl like you?" he asked. I bit my lower lip lightly then answered,

"They were ordered by the old man want to marry me, sir," I said quietly while holding back tears, I hoped my acting would be successful in front of him.

"Old man?" he repeated. My eyes opened, and I looked at him seriously,

"Yes, Sir, can you take me away from here? Help me, I'm ready to be your servant if you need my strength, as long as I don't marry him," I said begging, talking non-stop, gasping for breath feeling tired so he would give his sympathy to me.

His calm eyes and sincere smile indicated that I had succeeded in influencing him. His petty brain must have been thinking about what he would get after helping me.

"Fine, I will help you and take you away from here but I can't guarantee that you will be fine with me," he said. I laughed from the bottom of my heart because if I was with you then the destruction of your family would begin, El.

"What do you mean, Sir, I don't understand?" I asked, giving him a confused look.

"You'll understand when I treat you, just relax, hmm." He stroked the top of my head, smiling meaningfully. The grin in his eyes was like Anthony's that would tear my body apart. Oh no Leah, after his father now I will be touched by his son, this is crazy!

This car stopped right in front of the elevator in the parking basement. El came out while holding out her hand to me. He took my hand very carefully and then carried me again. "Sir, I can walk alone," I said refusing but he didn't care, he remained in the same position.

He pressed the elevator button and entered and the elevator door closed. "Your knee hurts and, certainly, you won't be able to walk normally. There's no way I'm limping like you," he said, glancing at me, not in my eyes, but right at my lips.

He gulped so hard that I could hear it and feel his racing heartbeat. The elevator dinged and the doors automatically opened, he walked straight without feeling tired when I was in his arms.

"Are you, are you going to take a photo with your girlfriend?" I asked.

"No," he said, he was lying. It was clear that he was going to take pre-wedding photos with his girlfriend. Sigh, son and father are more or less the same. He dropped me off at the door and he put his fingerprints on the doorknob until the green light came on and the door opened.

"Come in," he ordered. My feet stepped slowly into the unit. My eyes looked around which looked very luxurious. The hallmark of the Anthony family is luxury.

"Come here and sit," he ordered, walking ahead of me to the large sofa in the living room. He will probably take medicine to cover my wounds. Soon he returned with a handkerchief a basin of water and a bottle of antiseptic.

He sat under my feet to see the full extent of the wound. Without hesitation, he started to touch some of my wounds with water and after that. He sprayed an antiseptic solution on my wounds while blowing on them. He is a very caring, sweet child but, your life is in my hands, baby boy.