Welcome To The Late Night Circus.

MARKO

“How long do I have left? And are all the members of the society present at the venue already?” I questioned putting on my watch as Piero scrolled on the tab before humming.

“They're all present and waiting for the meeting.” I nodded poker faced, in satisfaction.

“Boss, we have a problem.” I looked up to meet Dante's eyes who had just walked into the room looking like he got into a street fight and I raised my brows.

“I have a meeting in less than an hour, Dante and I'm already dealing with a lot of shit. If there's a problem, fix it.” I ordered tightening my jaw as I grabbed my keys and there it over to Piero who caught it in time.

“It's about your wife, boss.” He muttered blinking repeatedly and I grunted spinning to face him.

“Giovanna? Make it quick.” I raised a brow as he swallowed repeatedly before continuing.

“She refused to come home with us as you ordered, matter of fact, she was violent and did this.” He pointed to his torn shirt and I squinted my eyes in disbelief and astonishment.

She behaves like a fucking Kitten and is surely is unpredictable. I had given her 2 days to process her feelings but right now, she had to be here, with me, in my house!

After all it was fair enough to keep friends close but enemies way closer.

“I don't think that's the only issue we have on hand right now.” Piero stated adjusting his glasses while looking up at us.

“Apparently, she's booked a flight out of the country and is currently preparing to leave.” I slammed my hand on the table grunting and clenching my fist in utter disgust.

I had thought I was doing myself one but right now, this kitten was stressing me the hell out.

“She posted on her social media that if you can get her then try stopping her just now.” I clenched my fist looking at my watch for the hundredth time today.

Well, let's fulfill that wish Gattina.

“We're going over to her house first, I have less than 30 minutes to get to the meeting so make sure you're all there before I get there.” I ordered snatching the keys from Pierro.

“And moreover, cancel her goddamn flight.” I ordered as I got in the car and zoomed off.

In less than 10 minutes, I was already driving into their driveway when I spotted her packing some bags into a car and slamming the booth as she went back inside probably to get more things.

Davvero vivace, che noia.

She was about to go into her car when I tapped her shoulders slightly and she spun around immediately.

“Going somewhere, Gattina?” I questioned and the shock registered on her face was priceless.

“How….er..how did you get in here?” She asked, her hands tightly holding on the handle of the door.

“That wasn't the answer to my question but I am a little busy wanting to know so get in my car, Giovanna.” I ordered, folding the sleeves of my shirt up and I saw hesitation in her eyes.

“No! No, I only agreed to the marriage because I thought you were being truthful. I already told your guards, I'm not going anywhere with you.” She said, closing the door softly as her hands jittered in fear while I took some steps closer.

“That's where you get it wrong, Gattina. I always tell the truth even when I lie now get in my car. I'm currently pissed and you wouldn't want me to get more pissed.” I stated, glancing at my watch.

I don't have enough time and fuck it, even as a leader, I hated been late to meetings that i scheduled.

“Could you at least try to be nice and stop yelling at me? I'm the one entitled to be angry, young man. I didn't even know you, I didn't—” I placed my hands on the car, right above her head and sighed.

“Your house is empty, your father isn't home and you're still breathing whilst wasting my time. That's me being fucking nice.” She was about saying something else but I had already had enough of it.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and hurled her up onto my shoulders as I strode back to my car.

“Let. Me. Down. You. Fucker.” She yelled, through gritted teeth while digging her fingers into my skin as she wiggled.

“Make sure you draw blood though I feel bad for you. You might ruin your perfectly manicured nails.” I opened the back seat of my car and threw her in, locked it and got into the passenger seat.

“I don't want to do this anymore, can't you consider that at least? I can compensate you. How much do you want?” She was all talk and all it helped in doing was infuriating me.

I glanced at my watch and I had about 13 minutes to get to the venue, courtesy of the Gattina at my back seat.

I wanted to drive her back home but that would only take 10 minutes more of my time, I cluttered my teeth realizing I was in a little bit of a hook.

I can't take her to the meeting, that would mean divulging too much information about myself to her and moreover more problems for me to deal with.

I kept driving as she kept yelling and screaming all sorts of insults but my brain filtered all those out.

I had important matters to deal with.

“Where the fuck are you taking me?” She yelled, I was almost at the club where the meeting was to take place.

Well, the club was just a facade, the underground was where the meeting would be held so I'll guess I'll let her stay at the club with eyes watching her for sure.

“Stay quiet, Gattina. You'll find out soon enough.” I muttered, pulling into the venue.

Opening the car door, she stepped out looking at me with confusion in her eyes.

“A club? You're bringing me to a club dressed like this? First of all, what makes you think a club is my kind of scene?” I held her by the wrist and pulled her alongside me.

“You'll have to make it your scene for this night, Gattina,” We got in and the music was loud and buzzing, “Welcome to the late night Circus.” I turned to face her when I felt her grip tighten on my hand as I tried to let go.