Trifoglio | ✔️

One Year Later

Ace's POV

Flashback
"Davina. I love you." I held her in my arms. I shouted and yelled for help and for God to bring her back.

"DUDE" Dom clapped his hands in my face. 

"Hm?" I asked. 

"Trifoglio?"

"Oh yeah right. What about him?" 

"He might be onto you. Some of the Di Angelo's hired him to kill you."

"So? I've killed thousands of people including Don, Davina's mother, and my own father. I took over the whole fucking mafia. What makes you think I can't kill Damiano? You really think a stupid assassin like a stupid clover is going to kill me?" I scoffed. I killed Don for killing Laura and I killed Davina's mother because she said she was glad she didn't have to shed another fake tear for Davina. Davina's whole family was glad she was dead but I was not. She was the only girl I had something for. I loved her. I barely knew her and already I had fucking loved her. I still love her. 

"Okay dude but be careful." Don said. "We have a few more guards out back in case anyone tries anything on you." 

I nodded and Don left my office. I had my elbows on my table and my hands on my forehead. Why does it still hurt that Davina's gone? I had a picture that I managed to take of Davina when she was asleep at Arianna's that night I chased after her. I had it framed and on my desk to look at. She's my only happiness. Without her, I am completely fucked over. The Di Angelo family didn't even hold a fucking funeral for her. Fucking pathetic. I slammed my hands on my desk as I heard the door open. Arina.

"Hey babyyyy" She smiled. I fucking hate her. My father had me marry her a month ago but the only reason I agreed to it was so that we could get weapons from the Russian mafia as well. I rolled my eyes and started going through the forms on my desk when she walked towards me and put her disgusting arms around my neck from behind.

"Ugh. Why do you still have that photo of that ugly pig? Isn't she dead or something?" I got up from my chair and turned to her. I wrapped my hand around her neck and she tried her best to breathe but kept chocking.

"Speak about her like that one more time and I will take your weapons and use them against you until you beg me to live and I will shoot you right between the eyes like I did with Don." I spoke and she nodded. I dropped my hands and she fell on the floor. Fucking fake blonde bitch. Who does she think she is?

"Get out. I don't want to see you." She nodded and ran out of the door. I took a deep breathe before pouring myself a glass of whiskey.

Why did you have to leave me Davina Di Angelo?

Davina's POV

"Come one Trifoglio, one more" Martinez said as I did another round of kicks. I huffed out of breathe and I was covered in sweat. Every single kick I thought about Ace. It made me so angry that I had to leave him. Every time I thought about him my heart broke more and more. I had to leave him. I will never forgive myself for everything I did. From leaving him twice now to trying to kill him. After the day I got shot, Martinez took me to England and he had taken care of me ever since then. We both had wiped ourselves out from the mafia and started our own lives together. We aren't in a relationship or anything like that. Martinez was getting tired of living the mafia life and especially after my own family not caring about me dying, he chose to leave.

"Good work today. I got a mission for you and the information is on your desk in your office. Take the rest of the night easy Ina" I nodded and smiled at him. I walked out of the gym and headed to my room. Ever since we moved to London, everything seemed pretty normal. I work at a small cafe and Martinez works at a bar. I go on missions from time to time as the Trifoglio, and we have a two bedroom and two bathroom house out here. Everything seems back to simple and happy. 

I sat on my chair and looked at my desk and saw a file that had a last name on it and opened the file. Empirio. Who the hell is Empirio? Must be a dick if someone wants me to kill him for 5 million. The person who had requested me to kill him remained nameless so I assume whoever wanted him dead really didn't want to expose themselves. 

I let out a sigh and headed to the shower. I was lost in thought. Going back to Italy is a nightmare. What if dad finds me or what if I run into Ace? I heard a knock at the bathroom door.

"Hey are you alive in there? It's been two hours Davina are you dead?" 

"OH NO HAHA" I yelled. "I'll be out in 5!" God I need to get out. I got out of the shower and walked towards my room but ran into Martinez.

"Our flights at 10 in the morning tomorrow, sleep tight Ina" I nodded and got to my room. I tried my best to not even think about Italy but I really couldn't. I forced my eyes shut in bed and eventually drifted off to sleep after what seemed like and hour. See you soon Sicily. See you soon.