Semua Bab MY MAFIA SAVIOUR: Bab 101 - Bab 110

"Giovanni?" The exhausted looking yet elegantly dressed woman queried standing in the penthouse doorway with her husband. Antonio raised an eyebrow studying the pair drawing most of his attention to the woman. She looked oddly familiar somehow. The white lace high neckline top she wore clung to her tightly, from her neck all the way down to her bellybutton where it met a simple navy silk A-line skirt with pleats. The skirt hugged her skinny waistline perfectly then puffed out slightly just below her knees. "I'm sorry; do we have the right building? My husband and I, we're looking for our daughter, Rosalia. We've been speaking to Giovanni?" "Oh..." Antonio stepped backwards a little less confused as to why their men downstairs had allowed the couple to enter the building. They were supposed to call before allowing anyone access, especially now during such a high risk time. "Please come inside. I'm Antonio, Gio's brother." Stepping to the side he greeted them both with a firm

"You're out of your mind!" Jumping to his feet Giovanni loomed over his desk challenging Elisa, aggression running through his veins. He could feel his blood pumping, his blood pressure rising dangerously high. There was no way, no way in hell there was any truth to her big reveal. "Oh really?" She challenged back with just as much if not more aggression than him. "Figured you'd call me crazy, but Gio these results don't lie!" Pulling from her genuine red Italian leather purse a folded up sheet of paper from her local Doctor. Slamming it on the desk before her she kept her right hand over the sheet at first. "Call me a liar all you want, you can even make me see whichever doctor you choose. But Gio, the results won't change..." Finally lowering her voice her tone now dripping with threats. She had him. Hook. Line. Sinker. The pair engaged in a stare off, neither one budging for a few moments, the brothers not daring to speak a word, this was one mess they weren't prepared to clea

The remainder of the day had gone by like a flash for Rosalia. Her first destination had been a quaint little coffee shop where she sat in the far corner near an odd arrangement of random pot plants which quite frankly didn't match anything. Normally she would have avoided that particular seat knowing that particular arrangement would do nothing but flare up her OCD. But instead she was able to almost completely ignore the mess and focus on much more important thoughts while sipping on her less than calming large triple shot cappuccino. Her second destination was much more unusual. She found herself wandering the halls of a hospital with wild thoughts of DNA paternity testing. The thoughts becoming a reality when she exited the hospital with a somewhat show bag including a DNA swab test which a nurse had happily provided. Now as she moved around her apartment cleaning up the evidence of her eleven PM emotional binge eating of ice cream, M&M's and some spicy potato chips she hadn't m

"FUCK!" Giovanni cursed behind the closed doors of his office in his club Silenzio. Replaying the various footage sent to him via his laptop he could barely believe his eyes. Footage of his now ex employee, ex friend, ex mistress, Elisa Bartoletti, mixing cocktails behind the bar while adding a little crushed something extra. Something which was clearly not a cocktail ingredient! He watched as she did this numerous times, not only to the cocktail, but also with the scotch from his decanter. She would make sure her back was turned to him covering the drinking station, slip a little powder in his glass then fill with the scotch. The cameras capturing the entire story. He continued to watch footage from various cameras, her in his office sneakily pouring the majority of her drinks into Rosalia's desk trash can, now giving him the impression she was either already pregnant at this point, or wanted to remain level headed. The footage ended with Giovanni completely immobile sprawled out

Standing under the powerful spurts of the shower head with eyes sealed shut; Rosalia couldn't help but feel nervous as the warm water pounded her in the face before running down her neck and chest. Watching Giovanni take apart his gun about an hour prior and reload the magazine sent her into a silent nervous frenzy leaving her to eventually walk away to the bathroom. She knew it was wrong to ask God to protect her boyfriend from danger, how could she when his actions were anything but peaceful? Yet it still didn't stop her whispering a prayer while the water continued to pour down on her with great force. The death of Ricci had shaken her greatly. They had become closer than she ever thought possible after she temporarily ruined his relationship with Giovanni. Their lunch catch ups had opened up a side to him she hadn't expected to be there and thoroughly enjoyed his company while regretting her decision to run from Giovanni. Eventually, slowly watching the pair work thr