"Antonio." I greet the man responsible for the completion of the hotel. "You have outdone yourself." I compliment him shaking his hand the process. "Thank you, Ben. It was no without its own challenges." He reminds me. "Oh... I know." I chuckle. "Miss Mia." He divert his attention to my beautiful guest that is accompanying me. "You look lovely." He compliments her kissing past both her cheeks. "You can call me Mia." She blushes a little. "This place looks amazing. You really did an amazing job." Her eyes scroll over the white sparkling tiles where the last time blood spills stained them. "Thank you, Mia." He nods appreciating her kind words. "They are waiting for you to cut the ribbon outside." He reminds me of the little tradition that goes back decades. "I will join my parents, while you do your thing." Mia pulls out her arm from mine, but I was faster and promptly grab onto her arm lugging her closer and then cape my arm around her lower back. "Oh no..." I gently place my
"Can I have this dance?" I interrupt Mia and a lady deep in an exchange of words. "Hello." I greet the older woman that had my girl's attention so closely. "Benvenuto." I take her hand into mine and leave a quick peck on the dorsal part of her hand. "Do you mind if I steal her for a moment?" I question, but don't wait for an answer, because the answer didn't matter anyway. I take Mia's hand and tug her gently towards me before leading her onto the dance floor."Who was that?" I question Mia who doesn't seem to be talking to me, still. She has been ignoring me since our small assertion in the hotel room and it needed to end now. "Mia?" I will her to talk to me as I pull her closely against me and start to move to the rhythm of the classical violin that dominate the song. "What is it to you? Now you want to tell me who I can and cannot talk to?" She roll her eyes at me making my grip on her hand tighter, but she doesn't complain or withdraw her hand from mine. "I was making conversatio
"Thank God you are alive." James breath through a busted open lip wearing the reminder that Ben's fists has already been there, he drag his eyes from the floor towards Mia who stand in front of him in all her glory dressed in an overpriced, but sparkling gown with flat black pump on her feet that she so badly wants to hide from my attention, but already noticed on our drive to the far part of the resort that she changed from her heels to the shoes I brought just for in case her feet got sore or tired. She is breathtaking and fearless in the moment while James seemed relieved that she was alive. "That was also my initial thought." She agrees with him making his shoulders relax a slightly. "I mean... Who wants to die right?" She shrug lifting her hands up in the air facing her palms to the roof keeping it like that for a few seconds. If I died, I mean the things that Mr. Damian would have done to you..." She taunts him and in consequence he let his head hang unable to keep it uoright an
"Shhh..." She drag her finger across the man's lips making him calm down a little at her touch knowing he cannot hear her, but I can bet his auditory sense are sending impulses through his nervous system that will be able to drive a group of people nuts. "I am sorry." James hang his head facing the floor as he start to sob. I knew he was piece of shit and I knew he was a softy, but crying so early on when Mia haven't even started yet... This was just lousy. "About everything..." He continues through his sobs, but it doesn't seem to phase Mia at all. Instead she just continue to walk a round him gradually taking in every sob as defeat and I couldn't move my eyes from her. It was like she was in a world of her own, not minding me or anyone who was just a few kilometers down the street. Where she was supposed to be. A loud scream escape his mouth when Mia drag the dull part of the knife a cross his shoulders, but she quickly return doing the same motion with the other part of the knife
If I were alone with the piece of shit that lumped down over the chair I would never have shot him giving him the easy way out, I would have let him suffer until his dying breath, but instead of doing that I pierced a bullet right through his head above eyes, for Mia's sake. Killing him Mia didn't and by the way, she reacted, I am sure it would have only turned into a problem later on. Plus I needed to see him dead for my own peace of mind and I need to be there for Mia who darted outside after she passed me and was now emptying the contents of her stomach onto the floor while keeping her hands pressed against her lower abdomen and her knees covered in dirt on the floor. I have to admire her perseverance in keeping the dress clean. She was doing a remarkable job of it. "Amore..." Her name floats over my lips on a peaceful cloudy risp while I take her hair into my hands removing it from her face. "We need to go." I place my free hand under her elbow lifting her from her knees to her he
"Why would you take her there?" Achille growls taking a seat next to me on the stool at the bar. This is just what I needed after a night like last night. I couldn’t sleep after what I have doen fearing that I might actually be worse if I did fall asleep which means that I might never be able to share a bed with the one person that I truly want to share my bed with. She ofcourse doesn’t know exactly what happened last night and she obviously doesn’t want to talk about it because this morning when I went to get us some coffee she locked herself in the bathroom getting ready and told me through the thin wall that she was going to be awhile and I should go do what I usually do, because she had plans with her mother. Plans I knew about, but she didn’t want to see me even tough last night she was begging me to not leave her alone. "Another round of whatever he is drinking." He raises his hand signaling the bar lady who nods rewarding him with a big smile, a smile that shamefully tells him t
"Good morning." Mia chirp as I turn around on the bed opening my one eye and closing it again as the sun rays light up the room in a tactic to blind me. She looks well-rested and very eager. Exactly what I needed when I felt like a train ran me over and I can feel my heartbeat in my head. "Did you have fun last night?" "No." I force my eyes open getting used to the light that surrounds her. I turn to my back quickly lifting my back from the bed and bending forward to grab her arm. I pull her onto the bed with me. "I missed you." I land a kiss on her lips when she falls onto the mattress."Oh my goodness. You stink." She pulls away from me giggling. She looks so much mugirlyounger than in the past few days. Yesterday did her very well. This is what she should look like daily. Not stressed and filled with vengeance and hate. Maybe I should rather treasure this side of Mia than put tension on the side she admitted to suppressing her whole life. "How much did you drink last night?" "Come
"I ordered breakfast and then I have a surprise for you." I inform Mia when she exits the bathroom after getting dressed in a pair of skinny jeans, a white top that shows a lot of skin, maybe a little too much for my approval, but I was not going to press that matter. Today is supposed to be a fun and normal day, at least that is what Achille told me. He had this whole day mapped out and organised. Apparently I needed to let go a little, but I know that that only meant I needed to do something a normal couple would do at an resort. Whatever he measures normal to.I place the glass of orange juice on the bedside table and she eagerly takes it in her hand and chuck down the glass of orange juice waiting for her and I gulp down my glass so quickly not even hiding my thirst caused by too much whiskey the previous night before I take a seat on the foot and end of the bed. "Some pancakes, syrup and fruits." I reveal her specially ordered plate when I remove the lid keeping it from contracti