Her Dark Angel | Book 3

Chapter 42.

Our time in Italy sadly had come to an end. I was going to miss it, but Giovanni informed me that we would be back again soon.

My parents would be heading back to Germany soon-- much to my dismay. I was worried that Owen would try to use them as a way to get me. Thankfully, Antonio promised me that they would be under around-the-clock surveillance. I felt a tad bit better after that conversation, but still, just knowing the fact that he was so close to the people I loved was unsettling.

''I'm going to miss you, baby girl,'' My mom said, rubbing my head as I leaned on her shoulders. ''I'm going to miss you guys too, mamma. Did you have a great time?'' I asked, looking up at her.

My parents enjoyed their time with us. I enjoyed watching my father bond with Gio over old school cars and music. They had a really good relationship going on —and I was glad for that. My mom and dad made good friends with the Romanovs, Almeda's, and the Romanos. They were still left in the dark about the mafia business though.

Gio was going to be around for a long time. I could feel it deep in my soul.

''Of course, we did.'' She leaned further into me. ''We'll make sure to arrange something during the holidays to come and visit. We don't want you back home with that lunatic running around.''

It sucked that I had to run away from my home. I missed my friends and family. At the same time, I wouldn't have found the love of my life either. '' I promise that it won't be like this for long.'' I squeezed my mom's arm as she placed a kiss on my forehead.

I had plans for that muthafucker. He wasn't going to have a quick death after everything he put me through. I was ready for my revenge, hungry for it even.

''Hey you,''I jump into Giovanni's arms once he opens my door . I drove with my parents just to squeeze in some extra alone time with them before they left. '' Hey, bee.'' He grinned at me as he pulled me into his arms. '' I would say that I missed you, but I don't want to seem too clingy.''

We walked into the house and headed straight for the bedroom. ''Any word from Miguel?'' I asked as I changed into my bathing suit.'' He just got back to New York. He has men heading to Germany soon to track Owen's movements.'' He says as he comes out of the closet in some basketball shorts and a white wife-beater.

''Are we going to him, or is he coming to us?'' I asked, looking up at him.'' Let him come to us. If he wants you then he's going to have to come "try" and get you .'' I hummed in approval as I looked up at him.

My eyes shamelessly ran up and down his figure since his back was turned to me. I was practically drooling from the sight of his broad shoulders, the way his back muscles bulged as he moved, his strong legs.

God —was I a lucky girl.

Giovanni was massive, to say the least. Sometimes I worried that he would cause some damage to my body with the way we fuck.