LOGIN~~Ciro~~
The club roared with life, music boomed from all angles, the smell of cigarettes, musk and sex filled the air. I walked straight to my private room, ignoring the dirty looks sluts threw at me. They knew better than to approach. The door shut behind me, “Let's welcome the man of the hour” Aiden's voice bounced off the soundproof wall followed by cheers. I rolled my eyes, “Drama King” I plopped down to a chair, a server handed me a glass, I took and nodded for her to leave. She cat walked out, her ass shaking through the see through thong she wore. Aiden whistled, smacking her ass, “now that's what I'm talking about” “Aiden” I warned, stopping whatever was about to happen before it began. “Later” he mouthed at her with a wink, she blew him an air kiss, then turned to me, one look at her froze whatever idea was running through her pretty little head. She practically ran off. Aiden stared at me, a frown etched on his face. “What?” I sipped my wine. “Spoil sport” he rolled his eyes. I scoffed, “Brat.” “Rosa isn't here. The name fits her more” he retorted. “Keep up with the sharp mouth and I'll hand you off to Kane” Gasp. “You wouldn't” “Try me” I dropped my glass. His eyes reddened, “so much for being best friends” he muttered. “What did you say?” “That you're the best buddy I could have ever wished for” he gritted out. I smacked my lips.“Thought as much. Kane.” He materialized from the shadows, “Boss.” “Update?” “Merda. [Shit] You have got to stop doing that” Aiden snorted, clutching his chest dramatically. “Shut it Rucellai” Kane ordered. “Whatever you say shadow” Aiden huffed. “Kane.” My voice held a light warning. “Sorry boss” he lowered his head. “Update?” “The shipment has all been recovered, Satu’s child and wife have been taken care of. Everything has been handled.” “The other spy?” “I left him as bait. With his colleague dead, he'd lead us right to his source.” “Mmm..” I hummed, “I want Damien out of my turf before the end of the day” my jaw ticked, “What's that bastard doing here?” Aiden sneered. “Don't know, don't care. I want him out or I will take him out” my tone was final. “Noted boss.” “Ciro” Rosa burst into the room, her hair packed in a high pony tail. Her heels digging into the tile with clicking sound. She dragged a red head with her right hand, muffled cries leaving her lips which had been taped shut, the sound of scratching and clawing feeling the air. Kane melted into the shadow, disappearing the same way he came, “Awww… where is he going?” “Stop traumatizing my workers Rosa” my brows furrowed, I tapped rhythmically on the table. “Don’t be such a kill joy. You should join in the fun sometimes.” “If that's your idea of fun. Hard pass. What do you want?” I paused “and release her” “You make it sound like I'm unwanted.” She whined, her voice becoming babyish. “Your playthings are unwanted.” "Fine,” she opened the door, dragged the tear stricken red head out, and slammed the door. “I'm getting married” “What?” her pupils widened, “not waiting for your sunshine any more? Well it's about time” “He's getting married to her,” Aiden added. “Finally. I've got so much to get ready, I have a wedding to plan" she squealed. “Do not bring bloodshed to my wedding Rosa” I warned, killing any idea she gets before it blossomed. “Awwn” that's sad, “well, I'll find other things too. Bye bro, bye Aiden” she giggled excitedly, slamming the door shut behind her. "Yikes, she still hasn't gotten rid of her bad character” Aiden shuddered. “Shut it” I snapped. “Sorry boss,” he raised his hand in submission. “Mmm” “She agreed to marry you?” “She will,” I shrugged. “And if she runs?” he added, staring intently at me. “I'm counting on it.” “I know that look, don't tell me you're going to break her after looking for her for years. You have remained celibate waiting for her.” “I won't break her Aiden. My kitten is stronger than you think” I smirked. “I know that look” “What look?” “The one that screams, I'm planning something dangerously evil and waiting for someone to cross me” he mumbled. “Don't know what you're talking about.” “She's innocent.” He sighed. “Stop talking about my kitten” I glared at him. “Yeah right. She hasn't even agreed to your supposed marriage yet” “Patience, Aiden. Patience.” Grrrrrr. The ring of Aiden's phone cut through the air. “Yes.” he nodded, his pupils dilated, “understood. We'll be there soon” “Issue?” I asked immediately after the call ended. “You're wife to be escaped” he chuckled, amusement flickering in his eyes. “Sapevo che non mi avrebbe annoiato, let's go hunt.” [I knew she wouldn't bore me, let's go hunt.] “Aye aye, captain”~~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 sat by the window sill, waiting patiently and watching, the day soon bled into night. My stomach grumbled violently. The door clicked open, footsteps entered. More than one this time, I ignored them.“Mistress, your food” a polite voice said from behind.I finally turned, and came fac
~~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
~~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 stealin
~~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







