ログイン~~Oriana’s Pov~~
My feet tapped involuntarily on the floors, making a sharp annoying sound that was getting on my nerves but somehow I could not get myself to stop. I walked to the waiting desk once more, “Excuse me,” I motioned to the tan middle aged man looking that couldn't seem to stop stealing glances at me every five minutes. “Yes ma'am” he shone his yellow thirty sets at me, I almost gagged. I slammed my ID down on the desk, “May I know why I've been waiting for a bail I posted for the past two hours? Standard procedure said forty five minutes to an hour did it not? Why am I not being attended to?” My voice grew colder and harder the more I spoke, something I had learnt dealing with different kinds of clients in court. His face paled, his gaze turned respectful “we'll get to you as soon as possible ma'am” he straightened his back, adopting a more respectful stance and tone. I rolled my eyes, “you do just that. And I would like your Badge number too. You'll be hearing from me soon” so much for keeping a low profile. His mouth opened, shock filtering across his pupils, obviously he hadn't expected me to take things far, well since I had already revealed my identity I might as well go all the way. “Cassandra Williams, Now” I ordered, not giving him the chance to recover. “Yes ma'am” he rushed, his tail between his legs. Sigh. I finally sat, it was the same experience everywhere I went, no one took a pretty faced blonde with full tits seriously until they were behind bars. This was no different. The sound of metal clanking and footsteps drew me out of my thoughts, soon my Cassie came in view, “finally” I muttered. He uncuffed her, “stay away from trouble miss” His tone was measured, gentle and professional, well it was too late any way. “Yeah, yeah,” Cassie rolled her eyes, I could tell she was holding back a sharper retort. Classic Cassandra, she never learnt. “Good.” I nodded, satisfied, then turned to the officer, “Officer Brad” I read his name tag, “Thank you. Expect to hear from my office for your hospitality” my voice was clipped, His smile faltered, I could feel the fear in his eyes finally set, “I apologize sincerely for any inconvenience,” he said through gritted teeth. “And I apologize for any future inconveniences.” I replied back unhesitatingly. “And you” I pointed at Cassie, she dodged my eyes, lowering her eyes to the ground, a move she always pulled whenever she wanted to get away with something. “Follow.” I snapped and walked away without waiting for my response. The sound of slow footsteps behind me accompanied the clanking of my heels, a wave of fresh morning air hit my face, it carried with it the scent of saltwater, algae, dust and that historic air of a crowded street. A far cry from the town where I came from, where everybody knew everybody. I increased my pace, leaving Cassie to run after me, soon a hand tugged at the helm of my jacket, I ignored it, but insistent as ever it continued. “What?” I snapped, stopping to finally face her She raised her eyes pleadingly, eyes wet and puffy, tears already pooling at them, “I’m sorry” she sniffed. “One hour, just one hour in Venice and you're already causing trouble?” I chided. “He started it,” she mumbled. “Stop fucking talking” I pinched my brows, sometimes I felt more like a mother than a friend. She nodded, “And stop looking at me like that. We both know you aren't even remorseful about your actions” She pursed her lips, her body began trembling, like she was aggrieved, “if he hadn't taken my phone I wouldn't have reacted” she muttered under her breath. “What have I told you about the law? Report to me or any other authority, who in their right senses fights with a police officer?” I practically yelled, my head already aching from the stress, “you know what. I was the one that brought you with me to Venice, stay away from trouble Cassie. I just used two hours of my time to bail you out, I have a court case in a few and I can't concentrate if you keep getting yourself arrested” “Sorry.” She mumbled, “He started it, I never look for trouble, doesn't mean I won't be ready if it comes searching for me” I sighed, “This isn't the village Cass, I need you to remember that, this is the heart of it all. The heart of all the crimes, I can't protect you if you really keep this attitude up” my voice lowered. Her expression turned serious, “I can protect myself” she scoffed. “Says the girl who got chased by a chicken” I teased “Chickens are different” her body shuddered. “What will I do with you?” I eyed her. Her arms wrapped around me, squeezing me tightly, “Uhh, get off of me” “No. Not until you say you've forgiven me” she whined childishly. “Okay. Okay. Get off me, you'll stain my outfit.” I groaned. “Alright. Only because you're going to court and I don't want to dim your shine.” she smiled. I chuckled, stopping in front of a court house, “And this is my final bus stop. Stay out of trouble. I'm serious, and get ready we're leaving tomorrow” I warned seriously. “Whatever you say mum. Cross my heart,” she giggled. “Go crush those bastards,” she yelled. “You got it best” I smiled and walked into the court house, head held high. *****Evening Time***** My shoulders ached, I walked out barefoot, holding my heels on my left hand. The moon hung low on the night sky, my mind wandered, I walked down the street. The night light illuminated the streets, lost in thoughts I didn't realize when the crowd thinned, by the time I came to, I was already in an alley. I spotted four silhouettes, standing in the shadows, and a fifth kneeling before them. Bang. The body of the fifth slumped, a scream tore through my lips, four pairs of eyes locked onto me. “Get her” a cold voice said, my feet moved faster than I could think. That was the last thing I remembered before everywhere blurred.~~Oriana~~Getting discharged from a hospital should have been simple.Sign some papers.Take your medications then leave.Apparently, nobody had informed Ciro of that.By the time I was dressed and ready to go, I was fairly certain half the medical staff had received direct instructions regarding my continued survival.The nurse handed me a small packet of medication.Ciro took it.The doctor explained when I should take them.Ciro answered.The poor man made the mistake of looking at me while explaining my recovery plan.Big mistake."Mrs. Conti should avoid unnecessary strain on her shoulder."Ciro nodded."She will."The doctor smiled politely."She should also avoid stress.""I'll handle it."The doctor looked confused.I looked confused.What exactly did that mean?Was he planning to fight stress personally?Threaten it?Murder it?With Ciro, honestly, all three felt possible.A few minutes later, I was finally free.Free.Beautiful word.I practically floated out of the room.W
~~Oriana~~Waking up had become strangely predictable.Every morning for the past few days, I opened my eyes and found Ciro exactly where I'd left him.Sometimes he was sitting beside the bed reading reports that looked important enough to start wars. Sometimes he was on the phone making grown men sound terrified through nothing more than a few quiet words.Once, at three in the morning, I'd woken up and caught him adjusting my blanket. The memory still made absolutely no sense.This was Ciro Conti.The same man who had forced me into signing a contract and called it a marriage. The same man whose name could silence entire rooms. Yet somehow, after getting shot, I'd discovered that he was also the type of man who remembered exactly how much sugar I liked in my tea.It was deeply inconvenient because the more I saw this version of him, the harder it became to remember why I was supposed to hate him.The realization sat heavily in my chest as I watched him now.He was standing near the
~~Author's pov~~By now the room was extremely quiet, private hospital quiet.The expensive kind.The kind where nobody interrupted without permission and the nurses knocked like they were approaching royalty.Or dangerous criminals.With Ciro, honestly, it could have gone either way.Oriana shifted slightly against the pillows and immediately regretted it.Pain shot through her shoulder."Ow."Ciro looked up from the chair beside the bed."You moved."She stared at him."You keep saying that like it's a crime.""It is.""It really isn't.""It is when you're injured."Oriana rolled her eyes.A decision she was beginning to realize required less recovery time than literally every other movement.For a moment she simply watched him.The blood-stained shirt was gone now.At some point during the night Kane had brought him fresh clothes.A black shirt.Black trousers.Black watch.Black everything.Honestly, if someone told her the man coordinated with darkness itself, she would believe i
~~Author's pov~~The drive was a blur, at least for Oriana.One minute she was in Ciro's arms in that tunnel, the next she was being carried through the back entrance of a building she didn't recognize while men moved around them with alarming urgency.Nobody stopped Ciro.Nobody even looked like they were considering it.The doors opened before he reached them.The elevators were already waiting.People stepped aside.Doctors appeared from nowhere.It all felt very dramatic.Honestly, if she hadn't been bleeding, she might have enjoyed it."Ciro."His arms tightened slightly around her.Not enough for anyone else to notice, just enough for her to feel it."What."The answer came immediately.Oriana blinked slowly."Are we kidnapping a hospital?"Kane, walking beside them, closed his eyes.Just for a second.The doctor waiting by the elevator looked confused.Ciro didn't even glance down."What?!.....no""Feels like it."The elevator doors opened and several people immediately stepped
~~Author’s pov~~“Oriana!”The shout ripped out of him sharp enough that she reacted before understanding why, her body turning toward him—Gunfire exploded through the parking lot.Too loud.“Ahhhhhhh.” Oriana screamed.Something slammed into her shoulder hard enough to spin her sideways.Pain detonated instantly.White-hot.Blinding.She hit the concrete with a broken sound caught somewhere between shock and air leaving her lungs.The world tilted violently.Another gunshot.Damien was suddenly above her, dragging her behind a car as bullets cracked against metal.“Shit—shit—”His hands grabbed her face quickly.“Oriana. Look at me.”She could barely hear him properly.Her shoulder burned.No—not burned.Tore.Like someone had shoved fire straight through flesh.Her breath came fast and uneven.“I’ve got you,” Damien said sharply. “Stay with me.”Blood soaked through the red silk disturbingly fast.Damien looked at the blood once and swore viciously under his breath.Then his entire
~~Author’s pov~~The underground parking lot smelled like gasoline and wet concrete.Their footsteps echoed sharply as Damien pulled her through rows of black cars, his grip tight around her wrist.Somewhere above them the gunfire was still going.Muted now.But close enough that every shot punched through Oriana’s chest anyway.“Keep moving,” Damien said.They rounded the corner between two SUVs.“Lì!” [Over there!]A voice cracked through the parking level.Damien’s head snapped up.Three men at the far entrance.Weapons already raised.Everything happened at once.Damien saw it first.His face changed instantly.“Oriana!”The shout ripped out of him sharp enough that she reacted before understanding why, her body turning toward him—Gunfire exploded through the parking lot.Too loud.“Ahhhhhhh.” Oriana screamed.****•••••****The first gunshot had told him this wasn’t random.The second told him exactly how organized it was.Not aimed at him. Not directly.Too messy for an assassin
~~Oriana~~I barely slept.I had been staring at the ceiling since about two in the morning, listening to the waters outside and having a very firm internal argument with myself about a man I had no business thinking about as much as I currently was.It wasn’t even like anything had happened.That
~~Oriana~~I’ve known about you longer than you’d think.Rosa’s words followed me all the way back upstairs.I turned them over in my head while Nica helped me into the dress Rosa had picked –a deep blue thing, fitted and simple, the kind that didn’t try too hard but still made a statement.I turne
~~Oriana~~.My eyes blinked open, “Ahhh” I groaned, my entire body ached, I tried to sit up but my eyes doubled.What the hell, “Cassie” my voice sounded foreign, hoarse even. I saw a glass of water by the side of the bed, without thinking twice I grabbed it and gulped it down. Finally, My throat
~~Ciro's Pov~~~Seventeen years ago~“Hi, do you want a lollipop?” a little chubby girl of about 7 or 8 asked, her tiny arms stretched towards me, placing the stick in my hand.I stared at her intently, that bubbly face looking at me innocently with wide eyes, “Big brother doesn't want my lollipop







