Semua Bab MY MAFIA SAVIOUR: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Sitting within the dimly lit room, Ricci struggled with his consciousness. He felt like he had been staring at the footage for hours on end, in reality it was only one minute and forty-eight seconds. That's how long it took him to kill the rectangular box on the screen.His eyes darting across all the other cameras, briefly overlooking the empty rooms. The complex was still tonight, no business dealings or meetings. The only movement came from the office. Elisa straddled Giovanni's lap on the couch while he laid back soundly.He simply couldn't watch anymore. Cutting off the video footage, he remained seated struggling with his next decision. The light of the cameras illuminates his face while his fingers brushed against the keyboard lost in pensive thought.Giovanni was his boss, his long time friend, someone he was loyal to and had only just found his way back into his life. There were moments where he was still treading on thin ice, still having to prove himself worthy of his trust

It had been six weeks. Six long, excruciating weeks for both Giovanni and Rosalia. He hadn't expected her to drop everything and move in with him in an instant, but after six weeks he at least expected an answer. He was certain he was ready for the next step and knew he wanted to share more of his life with her. Having her close would at least alleviate some of the concerns he had in his line of work. Sure his apartments were secure, he could check in with her at any time of the day, but he would feel another level of security if she would only agree to his proposal. "So I'm going out tonight." Rosalia stated completely out of the blue casually making her way to the small grey security encryption unit retrieving her swipe card. "With Emilia." She elaborated feeling the need to provide more information, his silence at times was deafening. "Oh?" Giovanni finally acknowledged keeping his stare on laptop screen as his fingers typed away purposefully. "Girls night." Making her way bac

"I want to speak to a lawyer." With arms crossed over her chest Rosalia was adamant, there was no way she was budging after being separated from Giovanni. "That certainly doesn't make you look innocent." John O'Connor responded very nonchalantly flashing her a side smirk. "Oh cut the shit Officer O'Connor!" She spat his name with an overly sarcastic tone. "Whatever that package was didn't belong to me and you know it!" "I don't know anything Miss Bernardi Only that the officers found the package hiding in your desk." "Am I under arrest or are we making small talk here?" "We still have a lot of paperwork to process darling, so get comfortable. I'd even suggest you start talking to pass the time." "I bet that line works with the ladies..." Rolling her eyes she slumped back into her chair. "Where's my lawyer? And where's Gio?" Mimicking her steps, John slumped back into his seat keeping his eyes well fixated on her. He had to rationalize with her if he wanted to succeed.

"WHERE ARE THEY?" Giovanni came barging through the emergency room doors. He had barely waited for Stefano to stop the car pushing his door open to rush to Rosalia's aid after the hospital had called trying to find someone who would respond. Leaving Stefano to find a place to park Giovanni wasted no time, he needed to know what was going on. What had happened? The phone call had been so vague and quite frankly he didn't exactly stay on the line long enough to find out. "Sir, can I help you?" A nurse from the area quickly approaching, he seemed very much out of sorts, something not particularly new to those passing through the emergency department. "Yes. Rosalia Bernardi. Where is she?" Short and straight to the point, he was very aware he was coming off blunt and didn't care in the absolute slightest. "I'm not sure who that is." The nurse confessed calmly placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. "But let me lead you to the desk where we-" "Out of my way!" Pushing past her he ma

Giovanni watched over Rosalia patiently as she groaned and moved in her sleep, for the last twenty agonizing minutes she seemed as though she was ready to awaken. Every time he thought she was preparing to open her eyes, she would turn over and drift back into a light sleep. He was growing increasingly nervous now coming to the realization that the moment she awoke he was going to have to face reality. How would she react? Would she blame everything on him? Would she blame herself? Would she even recall the events of the last few hours? Just hours before he had been absolutely furious. His club had been swarming with who he considered his enemy, the NYPD. Not only was he absolutely enraged with them, but his blood was boiling after being informed cocáine had been found on his premises, in his girlfriends desk drawer. Giovanni certainly wasn't naive to the fact that he was no saint, he was far from one with his rap sheet. However, drugs were where he would draw the line. He abso