Massimo’s POV.
I was so confused at first, I couldn’t even believe my eyes when I saw him holding her, pinned to the wall.
My fist clenched and I felt the rage burning in me while I stared at him angrily.
“And who the hell do you think you are?” He asked, mockingly while buttoning the top parts of his dress. I turned to my newly wedded wife who shivered already and moved quickly, behind me.
“Maybe you’re about to find out, you dare lay your filthy hands on my wife?”
He chuckled and shook his head before folding the lower parts of his sleeves. “I’ve heard about you, Massimo, so much and I must say, they were quite impressive,” He made an attempt to move around Ana and I in circles but I stretched forth my hands in the form of a blockade.
“You dare not come any closer, else, I’ll teach you the lesson of your life.” I warned him. My gaze was directed to the ground. It was a clear show of extreme anger and readiness to venture into a fight, maybe to death, if time permits.
“I’m not scared of you, Massimo, you’re just a little boy covered under the shadow of his father’s influence and wealth…” He smirked with a mocking gesture but was surprised to get the shock of his life. I rushed towards him angrily and jumped on him right to the ground with my fist pouncing on every slight space it could find around his face.
“You, bastard!!” I yelled as I punched him continuously while he managed to swerve his hands in the air in an attempt to retaliate. It was a brutal one for him though, I showed no mercy at it.
“Stop! Sir, please, stop it!” I heard voices behind me with several hands pulling me back. I was in pain. I didn’t get to unleash the magnitude of pain which I felt at the moment, indeed he was so lucky. I was surprised Anastasya was among those pulling me back when in fact, she should have been the one persuading me to go for the kill.
His face was covered in blood at the moment but he wanted to continue in the fight, he tried so hard to struggle out of their grip and face me again but the security personnel and the bouncers at the hall had rushed in and held him so firmly.
“Take him out of this facility at once! Else I would kill him!” I echoed. He kept on screaming and pointing fingers at me; “You would pay for this! I’ll make sure I come back for you Massimo!” I watched angrily as he was dragged out of sight while I breathed heavily. My world was crumbling on the spot. Several thoughts came into my head.
‘What if I had killed that man? What If I had a dagger on me already?’ I muttered with my eyes directed to both hands while I stood with Ana behind me.
While I stood and wallowed in my thoughts, I felt her hands rub my back and slid through my shoulders. It was such a strange feeling and it came from my arranged wife, someone I had no connection with at all. I turned half way behind and heard her call my name so calmly for the first time since we got married.
“Thank you Massimo, for saving my life,” she said in her soft voice while her second hand coiled around mine. I felt some connection with her right then though, but I wasn’t sure how long it was going to last.
I turned and watched her as she held my hands. I had no clue on what to say at the time but had to at least show some concern since we were in public. “It’s alright my dear, he has to learn his lessons, maybe next time when such an event is held, he’ll do himself good by staying clear.”
I walked out to the hall where the ceremony was taking place, while I stood side by side with Romeo, I discovered something strange within Ana. She wasn’t looking as cheerful as she was before, instead she kept a moody face and held her glass of wine.
My eyes were fixed at her gown, she looked incredibly stunning and by vote, she was the most beautiful and most attractive lady in the room. Everyone watched her while she stood and observed the senator, Macbeth speak on the podium. Romeo turned to me right away and hit me with his elbow.
“Come on boss, why don’t you go stand beside her at least, let those men know she came down here with someone, they’ll get their eyes off her, if you stand here beside me all day, perhaps someone else would mistake her for being single and probably take his shot.”
“Then let him take it,” I cut him sharply right away. “I don’t think there’s going to be any need for that, as far as I’m concerned, no one would dare move an inch close to her, they all know she’s newly wedded and to me, we’re the host, remember?” I smiled back at him while he returned the same. My hands were raised half way into the air and in a bid to have a toast with the young man. “Let’s make a toast, Romeo,”
“Of course, it’s necessary, we have to.” He chuckled and had him raised. “To the newly wedded couple.”
“To the newly wedded couple,” I had my glass collide with his slowly while we both had a quick sip from our glasses. “This wine hits the right spot…” I smiled.
It was quite alarming she was already outside and in the car waiting for me. The Ceremony wasn’t yet over but she wasn’t comfortable at all from all I perceived.
I walked quickly down to her, accompanied by my right hand man, Romeo.
“Seriously? Why are you here? We aren’t done yet.”
“Massimo, I’m sick and tired of this damn gathering, I want to go back home, maybe you’re satisfied with the whole drama, but me…”
“What the hell are you talking about? What drama? You were attacked by an unknown man whom you haven’t even told me about, I rescued you and you still had the guts to walk out of the hall?”
“Maybe you’re comfortable, well, I’m not, I’ll drive, right now, or I’ll get a cab,”
She meant every bit of what she said. We were in public and if I didn’t join her home, it may bring in suspicion from the people around, maybe. I just had to join her in the SUV back home, we’ll have everything settled with the stranger and why he made such a move.
Massimo’s POV. "There are certain things you wouldn't understand, Ana," I said, my voice gentle. I stared at her and continued. "And if I don't go out tonight, we'll both be in trouble."Ana's eyes narrowed, her expression skeptical. "Who are you going to meet with, Massimo. I just saw my brother's name?" she asked, her voice firm. I hesitated, unsure of how much to reveal. "Just a close associate," I replied. "You shouldn't bother yourself with the details. You’ve said that before and you know I don’t trust your words,” But Ana wasn't having it. She looked like a storm about to break, her emotions simmering just below the surface. "I spoke with Nikolai a few minutes ago," she said, her voice low. "And he said he wasn't having anything to do with you, I see no reason why my own either would be lying to me concerning something which I’ve already caught him red handed."I raised an eyebrow, taken aback by the coincidence. "Maybe he called me by mistake," I suggested, trying to dow
Ana’s POV. I sat in my room, packing my bags to leave the Cosa Nostra. The weight of my decision settled heavily on my shoulders as I thought about the uncertainty that lay ahead. How would I escape New York? What dangers would I face outside these walls? The questions swirled in my mind, but I knew I had to act. I couldn't stay here any longer, not after what I had discovered about Massimo and my brother, Nikolai.As I folded my clothes and placed them in my suitcase, my thoughts drifted to Nikolai. I needed to talk to him, to understand what was going on. I picked up my phone and dialed his number, my heart racing with anticipation.When he answered, I didn't waste any time. "You're a disappointment, Nikolai," I said, my voice firm. There was a pause on the other end of the line, and I could almost hear the surprise in his silence."Ana, what's going on?" he asked, his voice cautious. I tried to make sense of his tone, to understand what he was thinking. But before I could respond,
Massimo’s POV. I stood, feeling a sense of desperation wash over me. "Ana, please don't say that," I begged, my eyes pleading with her. "Don't threaten to leave me. I'll do anything to make this work." Ana's expression was unyielding, her eyes flashing with determination."I mean it, Massimo," she said, her voice firm. "I'll do more than just leave you. I'll make sure you regret underestimating me." I felt surprised as I realized the depth of her anger.Just then, my phone rang, shrill in the tense silence. I glanced at the screen, seeing Nikolai's name flash up. I didn't answer, letting it go to voicemail. Ana raised an eyebrow. "Why aren't you picking up?" she asked, her curiosity piqued."It's just a close associate," I said, trying to brush it off. But Ana's eyes narrowed. "Who is it?" she pressed, her voice insistent. I shook my head. "There's no point in telling you. It's not important."But Ana wasn't having it. She reached out, trying to grab the phone from my hands. "Let m
Massimo’s POVI stood on the balcony, looking out at the night sky. Marco joined me, and I turned to him with a serious expression. "Tonight, we're going on a private mission, Marco," I said, my voice low.Marco's eyes widened in surprise. "Tonight? What's the mission about, Massimo?" he asked, his voice laced with curiosity. I raised an eyebrow, my expression firm. "Never question my authority again, Marco. You'll know what you need to know when you need to know it."Marco nodded, understanding the tone. "Yes, Massimo. I'll get ready." I nodded, my gaze drifting away from Marco to the figure of Martha walking across the courtyard. She was carrying a string of beads, her movements graceful.As I admired Martha, my phone rang, breaking the silence. I answered, and Nikolai Volkova's voice came through the line. “Boss, are you ready to move?" he asked, his voice crisp.I glanced at my watch, calculating the time. "I'll be with you in less than an hour, Nik," I replied, my voice confid
Ana’s POV. My phone hung up after a call. Martha looked at me with concern. "What's wrong, Ana? You look tense." I sighed, rubbing my temples. "I was just trying to reach Marco. He's supposed to run an errand for me today and deliver a file from you to Massimo's office."Her expression turned thoughtful. "Ah, yes. Marco's been helpful, hasn't he?" I nodded, still feeling a bit frustrated. Isabel, who was sitting with us, chimed in. "I don't know how you trust Marco that much, Ana. He's always causing drama." I smiled wryly. "I know, Isa. But he's been loyal so far."I was surprised to see Rosalia Hazelwood enter the building. It was a shock to me as our eyes collided. We sat down, discussing the recent events and how Rosalia's actions had affected us. "She’s been taking Massimo's attention away from us, ," Isabel said, her voice laced with annoyance. "And making him the topic of the day." Rosalia listened calmly, a hint of amusement in her eyes. "I've just been trying to get what
Massimo’s POV. I sat in the vehicle, sipping on a glass of whisky and smoking a cigarette. Rome drove, his eyes fixed on the road. We were headed to meet one of my close associates, someone who could help us uncover more about the bomb in our secret drug barn.As we drove, I turned to Rome "Do you think this bomb was a warning?" I asked, my voice low. Rome's expression was thoughtful. "It's possible," he said. "But we need to be careful. We don't know who's behind this."Just then, my phone buzzed. I glanced at the screen and saw a text from Isabel. "The bomb might be linked to the Governor. Rosalia has some connection to him." My expression changed, and Rome noticed."What's wrong?" he asked, his eyes narrowing. I took a deep breath before responding. "It's Isabel," I said, showing him the text. Rome's eyes scanned the message, his face grim."I always knew Rosalia had something going on that we don't know about," Rome said, his voice low. I nodded, feeling a sense of unease. Rosa