After his plane had landed back in the city, Alessandro immediately headed to the Black Temple facilities, where everyone eagerly awaited their leader. Despite the decision for Black Temple to launch the first attack under Jeremy's leadership, Alessandro had second thoughts and refused that possibility. He wanted to be the one to deliver the final blow, and something told him it would happen exactly on that day."How is Georgia?" Jeremy asked directly, without beating around the bush, as soon as he saw his neuro enter through the building's doors.Alessandro felt a lump in his throat before responding. His dark eyes reflected a mixture of determination and concern. "She's fine," he stated confidently. "I've taken all necessary precautions to keep her safe.""And the baby?" the man questioned."The baby is with Georgia, which means she's fine," Alessandro replied, trying not to dwell on the family he had left behind on their honeymoon.Jeremy nodded, but his expression remained skeptic
That afternoon, Georgia wasn't feeling well. Her heart hadn't stopped racing, and she was starting to experience arrhythmia. But that was the least of her worries. Instead, she couldn't stop thinking about Alessandro. Georgia even tried to find distractions in other places, like taking Thomas to the beach, but nothing seemed to be enough. She felt trapped in that hotel room where she couldn't stop seeing the ghost of her husband.With that lingering premonition, Georgia picked up her phone to check if she had any messages or calls from Alessandro. But there was nothing. It was as if he had literally vanished from the face of the earth. Georgia wasn't going to settle for that simple absence and vague note, so she took the initiative to call him once again.As the call went to voicemail, she let out a sigh and went to tend to the baby, who started crying."It's alright, little Eva. Mommy is here with you," Georgia held Eva and rocked her around the room. That day, even Eva seemed more r
Georgia was completely torn apart. She felt nauseous, and the world was shifting beneath her feet. This couldn't be true. The love of her life couldn't be in danger. After everything they had gone through to finally be together, life couldn't be so unfair as to separate them, especially with a baby on the way.When Georgia thought about Eva, her heart squeezed even tighter. If something happened to Alessandro, the baby wouldn't have the chance to know him or enjoy everything he could offer as a father. Alessandro was a wonderful man who loved his daughter. Destiny couldn't deny him the opportunity to see her grow and be there for every stage of Eva's life. And then there was Thomas, who had barely begun to enjoy having his father around.After hanging up with her father, Georgia needed someone to talk to about it. Since her father didn't answer, she called her best friend Valery to help clear her head."You need to calm down, Georgia," said Valery, feeling powerless being so far away.
The sun rose majestically over the horizon as Georgia observed the landscape from the airplane window. Her heart was pounding in her chest as the plane descended towards the airport of her hometown. She was finally coming back home, although it wasn't entirely positive. It wasn't a return to enjoy the golden beaches or the tropical climate. It was a return filled with uncertainty and, ironically, hope at the same time.Georgia looked at her children, Eva, who was peacefully asleep in her arms, and Thomas, who was happily playing, searching for shapes in the clouds. Their eyes shone with excitement for the journey and adventure that awaited them. Amidst it all, they also longed for a reunion with their father, Alessandro, who had mysteriously disappeared.The plane landed smoothly, and Georgia felt a surge of emotion coursing through her body. She held Eva in her arms and took Thomas' hand as they made their way towards the exit, which was crowded with people. But Georgia remained focu
Alessandro lay in the oppressive darkness of the basement, a prisoner of the enemy criminal organization that had sworn his destruction. Every passing second felt like an eternity of suffering, especially because the place was a perfect image of horror—an abandoned dungeon where dampness and mold clung to the walls as silent witnesses of his misfortune, much like the shackles on his wrists and ankles that bit into his skin, marking his body as a constant reminder of his helplessness.The stale air infiltrated his lungs as the cold intertwined with his bones. A single light bulb hung from the ceiling, casting a faint light that barely managed to illuminate the sordid space. Alessandro could hear the distant sounds of the city outside that hellish place, a cruel irony that reminded him of how close he was to freedom and how far it seemed at the same time.That night, Domenico, his declared enemy, entered the basement with a ruthless smile on his face. He knew he had Alessandro exactly w
"Idiot! Are you blind?" Georgia shouted at the driver of the car that almost ran her over."What a gross woman!" exclaimed Alessandro, who was in the car, right in the passenger seat, next to his driver.Alessandro saw her through the drops that accumulated on the front window, the same ones that the windshield was struggling to clean. She was clearly not a classy woman, like the ones who usually surrounded him, that woman on the highway seemed too insipid and even a little rude too, that, without mentioning her curious uniform, which was almost completely soaked."Honk the horn, we're in a hurry" Alessandro said to the driver, who immediately followed his orders. "You know I don't like being late" the man straightened out the fine cufflinks that adorned his white shirt."Be more careful next time!" Georgia slapped the hood of the car and got out of the way, in any case, it was not as if those people were going to offer to pay the dry cleaner, much less give her a ride.With no other
Georgia let out a heavy sigh, really hoping she would never have to cross paths with that man again in her life. He seemed to be one of those arrogant bastards who thought that with money they could own anything they wanted, including people.Ugh! Georgia hated that kind of people."Why do you have that constipated face?" Valery asked, coming out of the bathroom stall that Georgia had just entered."Have you been in here the whole time?" Georgia frowned."Yes, I told you I was sick, it wasn't a lie" Valery grumbled. "But, by the look on your face, it seems like you were the sick one" she teased her friend."Thanks to your illness I had to deal with the most arrogant man on earth, you should have seen him! With that serious face and that look of 'you have to do what I say and that's it'" Georgia huffed. "I want you to know that you owe me a very big favor."Valery thought about it for a couple of seconds. "Wait, what was so bad that he did?"Georgia told her the story, even those detai
"What are you doing? How did you know I was here?" She asked, confused.Alessandro heard the way she dragged out her words, and then the blood finally rushed to his head. If there was one thing the man hated, it was irresponsibility, and without a doubt that was exactly what she was being with herself, irresponsible."You're coming with me!" He said, clenching his jaw and looking at her with hate."Where are we going? What are you talking about?" Georgia looked around, but after what Alessandro did to that man, it seemed that no one was willing to mess with him - I didn't come alone."Your friend is doing just fine with one of her friends," he replied."How did you know I was here? Wait! I need explanations!" She demanded angrily. Who did Alessandro Mascherano think he was, dragging her out of the bar?"Instead of asking stupid questions, you should be grateful that I saved your butt, that idiot inside was in every possibility and desire to take you to an alley, strip you of your clot