On my way to the hospital, my mind was all over the place going from one bad thought to the other as my Maserati flew by the other cars on the road. What if someone actually just walked through my security and into my house like everyone else did and attacked Mia? I was going to kill Carlo who was supposed to be in charge of today's shift. And the fucking idiot who worked the gate is also a dead man. In fact anyone of my men who was not doing their jobs needed to be dealt with. This has gone on for long enough. It is high time that they realise who signs their pay checks. Too many times before did I let them go when listening to my brother and my mother, but now it needs to change. The circumstances changed! Mia and Madelain was now living with me. They needed to be kept safe.If someone had laid their hands on her because of me I would most probably put a fucking bullet through my own head as well, but I am going to rip their hearts out first. I will torture every part of their family
"Nice cut." I heard the boy with his potty-cut hair who pointed his head towards me as he showed his friend to look at me. Both of them were about 17 years old and clearly were some of those boys who had no respect and were going to end up on the streets. I watch the two of them exchanging their thoughts on my hair with each other as we rode the lift to the second floor of the hospital where Madelaine was being kept. Their overgrown t-shirts covered with skulls hang loosely over their bodies, but for some reason wasn't long enough to cover their briefs peaking from their jeans that they were wearing beneath their hips. They looked terrible both clinging on to their skateboards beneath their arms. I run my fingers through... over my hair in habit reminding me that my hair was cut too short when their eyes followed my hand closely so I slowly let my hand fall to my side drawing my suit jacket slightly to the outside revealing my gun, which made them quickly turn their heads away from a
"Everything went well. Adamo got a little community service and has to do a drug test each day for a month thereafter it will become weekly." Angela sat in on our meeting this morning. "The children?" I question Gian."They were delivered safely. We didn't encounter any further problems. Angela solved the problems in England before I arrived." Sometimes things like this happen. The mother's nerves sprout sky high and suddenly she doesn't want to go through with the adoption anymore. Angela has a way of handling situations like that."Good. We have 28 more clients lined up. We fell behind on orders this past two weeks." I point to the 28 files stacked on top of each other laying on the table that separates us. "Gian I need your men to start looking for possible children, but don't act just look okay? We firstly need someone who can move the Gambino's shipment before we traffic. We don't need them playing kidnappers again. Achille, I want you to get in touch with that friend of yours f
"I want to go home." Mia spoke through gritted teeth as Achille, Madre, and Madelaine walks in front of us following the waitress who is showing us the way to our table in the VIP area of the restaurant. "We are done talking about it. Now act like you want to be here." I squeeze her hand in mine, but she doesn't flinch. She is getting used to my touch. "Bring us a bottle of Masseto." I order the waitress as soon as we sit down and I let go of Mia's hand but keeps her close to me with my other three guests sitting opposite me. "Make that a bottle of Biondi Santi Brunello di Montalcino Riserva Tenuta Greppo." Mia pipes in with her smart mouth giving me a glare before continuing. "And one of those cannoli milkshakes you advertise at the front desk." The waitress pauses for a second giving Mia the stink eye before giving me a smile. God woman was all the fucking same. I already had a woman with a bitchy attitude I didn't need another one."Like il mio amore said. Biondi Brunello and a c
I couldn't get in much sleep last night, I checked in on Mia every half an hour just to be sure she was okay, but she slept through the night. I never know what her next move will be so I have to keep my eye on her so she doesn't do anything that will probably make me flare or spiral into a fucking mess. At first, I thought that she was just another scared woman who wouldn't be able to handle my kind of life, but she surprised me the night I took her, pointing a gun at me was a bad move, but I liked her spirit so I wanted to learn more about her.Then she turned into the fearful woman I met when she wasn't sure what will happen to her. That day I gave her my firearm again and she was allowed to ask whatever she wanted to know, but this time she played a little with the dangerous piece of steel before putting it away and talking to me like we were two normal people. She wasn't scared anymore. She was frightened when Madelaine sliced her own wrists but decided that she wouldn't run aw
I threw the pillows stacked in the shape of Mia's body under the linen onto the floor. "Fuck!" I shout as I batter towards where my phone laid on the ground and grab it on my way outside texting Achille to get the word out that Mia was gone and I wanted her found. "What the fuck am I paying you for?" I grab the first man I see standing outside on the pathway leading to the cars. "Tell me how the fuck Mia can just walk out of here without any of you stopping her." I shout as I run him into the wall."Boss." Two other men drag me off of him. "Carlo said that you knew." Lorenzo's words charred into my ears as I let go of Luca. "Call him and tell him to bring her back now." I order kicking the garden gnome into pieces. "And get rid of the fucking gnomes." I hated the fucking things. "He is not answering." Lorenzo notifies me."Then why the fuck are you still standing here?" Go fucking find her!" I shout as I head to my car. Suddenly four black Trofeo's flood the road with me following b
"Wake up sleepy head." I place the glass of orange juice and two aspirins on the table next to Mia's bed. "How are you feeling?" I grin as I whirl her around on the bed and loosen the rope around her wrists. "Like I have been kidnapped again, but worse." The pillow muffles her voice. "Good. You need to get dressed I have meetings to attend." I order her. "So why do I need to get dressed?" She sits up on the bed taking the tablets between her fingers and places them on her tongue before washing them off with a sip of juice. "Clearly you can't be left without supervision." I wink at her as I leave the room for her to get ready. She shouted something about not being a child, but I couldn't care less. I had a good night's sleep and was already filled with energy and ready for another day with Mia. If I couldn't separate my work life and personal life then I will handle them concurrently. I run my fingers across the files in my desk's drawer picking out eight files. These are the ones
"Ben." Mia's voice hauls me from sleep. We got up early this morning to catch the plane so that we can be in time for Mia's mother's surgery. I tied up some loose ends last night so I decided to catch up on some sleep on the plane. "I think we are practically there, we need to get our story straight." "Our story?" My voice was hoarse from sleep. I open and close my eyes a few times to get them used to the light. "Yes." She nods nervously or excitedly. I wasn't convinced. "How did my mother get a heart? How did I know it before they did? Who are you?" Her last sentence almost faded. "Maybe you should stay at a hotel. My father will have many questions if I bring home someone." "Mia, calm down. We talked about this. I am not leaving you alone." I sit up straight. I couldn't take the chance of her being alone and somebody trying to hurt her. There is no way that the families don't already know who she is. I can't take the chance. "Everything will be fine." "Are you sure? Because my