In Love With His Coldhearted Mafia Brother의 모든 챕터: 챕터 131 - 챕터 140

EVAThe car sped through the rain-soaked streets, the windshield wipers struggling to keep up with the downpour. I sat in the back seat, my hands gripping the leather, my eyes fixed on Nico's bloodied figure in the rearview mirror. My heart was beating so loud I just knew he could hear it too.The gates of the estate swung open before we even reached them, and Nico drove straight through, the tires splashing through puddles, the gravel crunching beneath them. The mansion loomed ahead, dark and imposing against the grey sky, the windows lit up like beacons in the storm.He pulled up to the entrance and killed the engine. He climbed out and opened my door before I could move. I scrambled out, my heart pounding, and followed him inside.The foyer was chaos when we stepped in with maids rushing past with towels and bowls of water, their faces pale with fear, fear that even I could feel. A doctor stood near the staircase, his sleeves rolled up, his hands also bloody. He was giving instruc

EVAI woke up with a stiff neck and a face that felt like it went through a war, my skin all red and blotchy from sleeping in that awkward position. My eyes were dry and heavy, and for a moment I didn't know where I was. Until I turned and saw Dante's pale and unconscious face, and everything came flooding back.I sat up straight, my hand wrapped around his. His skin was warm, but not as hot as before. I touched his forehead, then his cheek, and felt the dampness of sweat. The fever must've broken sometime during the night, relief washed over me. I sat there for a moment, just watching the rise and fall of his chest. I wonder how long he would stay like this. I don't really face the gunshot experience but I spent the whole of last night googling a lot of possible solutions and I somehow ended up on a file full of gruesome disturbing gunshots victims and wounds with all the blood and the rear of flesh. Even those shot in the head.I was so shocked I almost got a stroke and I couldn't

EVAI stared at her retreating figure, shivering from the cold sipping into my bones thanks to my wet hair dripping onto my shirt and trying to make a puddle with it. Nico and Sage were the only two people I knew could protect this place, the only two Dante trusted. But now neither of them was in any condition to do anything and I can't leave him alone like that. I rubbed my face with both hands and let out a long breath. This better be a short day, I just want to sleep in my bed, wake up to see everyone alive and go about their day. I turned and walked back upstairs, needing to go home and get some clothes. I couldn't stay here in this borrowed shirt forever. Besides, it was already late, so I figured I could go get clothes and everything needed for the surgery, come back tonight, stay here, then go to the hospital in the morning for Lily's surgery. I have to make it work. I didn't have a choice. Lily needed me and so did Dante. And I was the only one trying to hold both worlds t

EVAI woke up to the beeping of machines. My head throbbed with a dull ache that pulsed with every heartbeat and movement, and my entire body felt like it was put through a grinder. I tried to move, but sharp pain shot through my leg, to my ribs, then my arm. I blinked against the harsh light, trying to focus, but everything was blurry. White ceiling. White walls. The beeping of machines. The smell of antiseptic. I looked down at myself and saw bandages wrapped around my left arm, and my leg propped up on pillows.What happened?"Easy, easy." A hand pressed gently on my shoulder. "Don't move too quickly."I turned my head, wincing at the pain. A nurse was standing by me. She was checking the monitors, adjusting something on the IV stand.She wrote down something on a piece of paper and grabbed a glass of water. She helped raise my head up gently and let me take a sip of the water. It soothed my throat immediately, the scratchy sensation gone."Where am I?" My voice came out scratchy,

EVAI woke up to the feeling of being carried.My body was moving, but I wasn't walking. I know that because my leg was wrapped up and practically useless, and it hurts , so I would definitely know if I was walking. But I wasn't and I could feel the sway of someone's steps beneath me. I squinted against the light, my head pounding, and tried to focus on the face above me.Dante.His arms were tightly wrapped around me, one under my knees, the other supporting my back. His eyes were fixed ahead. He was probably in pain too from his wound, and what? It's only been a few days, a hole as wide as that doesn't just heal in a few days.He shouldn't be carrying me. He was injured too. His felt like it hurt more than mine, but he didn't stop.I sighed and let myself relax against him, breathing in the familiar smell of his skin and clothes. The warmth of his chest seeped through my clothes and cheek, and for a moment, I felt safe. Like nothing would dare to touch me as long as he was holding