Mafia's Art [COMPLETED]

40: Trouble

Charlene's POV

I let my fiancé sleep. He didn't seem like he'll wake up anytime soon anyways.

I keep asking myself a few questions. What exactly happened? What did he do? Was it that bad? What did he find out? Why did he think he's a monster, and the way he was trying to push me away...

With a glass of orange juice in my hand, I wipe away the stray tear running down my cheek. I'm very emotional lately. I take a deep breath and one sip, brushing away my thoughts.

"Mateo." I call out and a few seconds later he comes through the doors of Santino's office. I gesture him to the chair across mine and he sits down. I breathe again, recollect yourself woman.

"I need you to tell me what happened yesterday."

"Well, the boss just continued torturing that guy and a few of his friends. He got info out of them..."

"Well... Are you gonna tell me how?.."

"Uhm... Well- I. It's not my place to say donna."

"Okay.." I nod my head up and down, "that I understand. What kind of information did the guys tell?"

"They told us that he really is here, in Italy. He knows we're in the country too, just not where. We found his location though..."

"Good, really good. Is that all, did they not tell you any of his plans? His intentions."

"Well, they did. He wants the mafia and the business of course... at first. Then, then he saw you. So now he wants the mafia, the business and he wants you."

Oh.

"And that's what made boss lose it, he did unspeakable, unimaginable things to those men. He wants his uncle to know that he's coming for him."

..

I'm on my way to the location Ozario is said to be in. I'm not attacking, just wanna see the overlay of everything first.

I park the car a bit further from his warehouse and head out. So far so good, I've sneaked in and was able to see the layout and posted guards. Even the shipments. While Santino is resting, I'm one step ahead. We have to be one step ahead

I turn around to head back with the info I've got...

"Found you."

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Santino's POV

As I turn the corner I see her, my fiancée. Looking radiant in a wedding dress.

"Surprise!!" She and everyone shouts. My family, my best friend, his family and even Angelo. I smile. We're getting married? I run towards her, but I'm being held back. I realise I'm chained, my neck, arms and legs. What is happening.

I look to them and everyone is laughing. Okay?

Behind them is an altar, I think I see a priest there. Everyone takes their seat, the kids as flowergirls and Angelo walking Charlene down the isle.

She steps up to the altar and faces... My uncle. What?

They hold hands and the priest starts talking. I do not hear him, this must really be a joke.

"I do." She says with a smile.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

"Gladly." My uncle says and pulls my fiancée in. He dips her down and gives her a deep french kiss. They both look at me, smilling.

"I don't love you anymore." She mouths.

I drop to my knees and cry.
"NOOOO!"-
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I breathe so heavily, only to find that I am in my bed. That was a dream. I wipe a tear on my cheek, my bed is empty. Where is she? Well go find her you idiot.

I quickly get out of bed and go out to search for her.
"Oh, Mateo dov'é la tua donna?" [where is your donna?]

"I left her in your office a while ago don. I think she's still in there."

I smile to myself, she's always busy. Such a boss-lady. I make way to my office, can't wait to see her. I open the door slow and peak my head in. The office is empty... Okay? Maybe she went out.

She loves the kitchen. I head there, but find my mom and Mateo's mom. I ignore them and leave. Aha, the kids of course. I go to their playroom. She's not there. The pool, she's not there. Library, no. Tv room, no. Gym, no.

"WHERE IS SHE?!!!!"

Everyone comes rushing to me.

"Your donna is not here. FIND. HER... NOW!!" I watch everyone scatter.

Few minutes later and...

"We can't find her. She's not in the house and one of the cars is gone."

Unknown number;
I have her. Must say, I don't know how you did it. I almost can't resist her.
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Charlene's POV

I wake up and... I'm in this situation yet again. Although this ain't Andrew, considering I'm tied up pretty good and the room looks like an actual confinement room. Not some abandoned place with pipe leaks.

"Hey my love. It's good to see you awake." Don't call me that.

"I must say.. You really are a beauty, my nephew is, was a lucky man... Oh how rude am I. Hello pretty lady, my name is Ozario, but you can call me, hmmm. Daddy? Howbout my love? Yeah, I like that one."