Created by the devil

The heat of a kiss.

Gia takes a big breath in and out. Her eyes scan the view she gets her bedroom.

They arrived a couple of hours ago, and she sure feels tired. Right nows, they're in a more subtle house in the South Side of New York City itself.

This moment, the one where she arrives back home, is one she dreamed about on multiple occasions. But for some reason it doesn't feel like it used to. This place isn't her home anymore, even if her heart and soul are with her in this big city. 

As a true New Yorker, she almost dreamed of waking up to the sound of traffic, kids playing, and chatter on the streets. Even if she has a small smile on her face, the feeling of melancholy dominates it.

Her disassociation stop when Tommy's reflection becomes visible in the glass of the window. She turns around to face him.

Gia dragged him with her, all these miles away from home, but not once did he complain. He didn't even whine when she told him to come with her. Of course, she can see that he's preoccupied with business, but she selfishly wouldn't be able to worry about them being there and her being here.

He smiles and walks up to her. Her smiles becomes bigger as he kisses her. "Are you happy to be back?" He asks.

She sighs and takes a look at the still-empty street. "I don't know yet." She answers as she looks back at Tommy. They kiss again, only this time there was more lust in the kiss.

He hears the satisfaction in her quiet moan and takes it as a sign. He lifts her up and lays her on the bed. Gia can feel the warmth of his kiss burn through her skin into her veins.

She feels his warm, hard body tingle against hers. Her hands find their way to his pants. She slowly undoes them while leading him underneath her.

Her legs place themselves around him making her sit on top of him. She goes to place a kiss on his lips, but stops when she sees him looking at her. His amazement for her shines through his eyes in the shape of sparkles.

"My beautiful wife." The words leave his lips in a whisper. It was so silently said that if she was sitting only a meter further from him, she wouldn't have heard it.

She looks down at him as she feels his warm breath on her upper lip. "Yours. I'm all yours." She whispers back. He falls back once she puts him in her. 

She follows him and her hair falls on his face. He takes the hair and holds it in his hands at the back of her head. In a matter of seconds, he turns them around with him on top. His hands slide down to the side of her neck."Mine." He whispers back.

Around one in the morning, Gia get's woken up by her secretary, Naomi. "Sorry to wake you up this soon Gia, but there is an urgent matter."

Gia groans and sits upright. She lifts the blanket to protect herself from an unwanted reveal. Naomi leaves her in privacy to get dressed, the she realizes that her boss isn't dressed.

As Gia turns around to look at Tommy's sleeping figure, she's surprised by the empty side of their bed. She closes the long silky robe close to her core and walks out of her room to go into Rocco's room.

She opens the door but still doesn't see Tommy. With her brows furrowed together does she go into Elijah's room and is relieved when she sees Tommy fast asleep in the rocking chair with a hand on their son's belly.

She slowly closes the big wooden door and makes her way to the dinner table. The table is filled with an angry Mario, stressed Roma, and Naomi who stands with papers in her hand at the entrance.

Gia takes the papers, and tells her to go get some sleep. She walks down the table hugs Roma and asks, "What are you doing here?" Roma just gives Mateo a look in response.

Gia slowly makes her way to the head of the table and sits down. Silence fills the room as she waits for someone to inform her on what happened, but no one speaks up.

She looks around the table and catches a glimpse of Mateo, "Per favore, tell me why you look like you want to kill yourself, Mario?" He scoffs and answers, "They know." 

Before Gia can ask to elaborate, he goes on to say, "They know that we're here, they knew we were coming from the beginning." Gia starts mumbling before saying louder, "Of course they do. Did you expect, that they wouldn't know." When the silence, uncomfortable to some, settles Mario speaks up again, "We shouldn't have trusted him."

Gia furrows her brows together and asks, "Who?" Mario looks her right in the eyes and answers, "Carmelo." She gulps loudly at the name of her well-trusted cousin.

Betrayal fills her body, she's should have known. "I'll deal with it. It has been a long trip from Birmingham till here. You should get some sleep." She offers. "What I should do is get a drink." Mario makes his way out of the room.

Gia takes a quick scan of the files she got from Naomi before looking up when Roma asks, "What do you mean with 'I'll deal with it'. Do you mean that you'll deal with the plan or with Carmelo?" 

Gia stands up and walks around the table. She stops at Roma and leans against the table. "I'll deal with everything, as always. You should get some sleep though." She tries to smile, but it's obvious to Roma that she's disappointed.

"You're going to kill him." Roma blurts out. "What I will or won't do is up to me. But I won't say sorry for taking extreme precautions in protecting my family." Gia admits.

"But he is your family!" Roma yells. "Then why would he do that? " Gia questions with pain in her voice.

"Because it's the way of our family." Roma realises after a small silence. A tear leaves Roma's brown eye and falls on her blouse. "No, it's the way of my family." Gia corrects.

Gia's body is begging to cry, but she wouldn't dare to let a tear roll down her cheek. "Take a chauffeur of mine back to your pa. Stay as far away from this family as you can." Gia places her hand on Roma's shoulder.

It takes some time for Roma to digest Gia's offer. The longer she looks at her cousin the more she realissd that it wasn't an offer but an order. "I'll send some extra money in case, but you should be fine." Gia begins. "But what about you? I just got you back." Roma intervenes while standing up.

"Oh, I'm not going anywhere, but you can. For fucks sake, you can go anywhere you want. You could maybe go to college or go and meet other culture's, I don't know. Life has so much more to offer you. Don't waste it trying to play mouse and kat." Gia tones. "This is my fate. Figure out yours."

Roma knows that she isn't much in touch with this side of her family but to ignore it and walk away for the rest of her life seems crazy to her. When Gia gave her little speech, Roma got just enough adrenaline to do it. They hug each other as if it's the last time they would see each other. And maybe it is.

Roma backs away from the hug and directly walks away. A part of Gia wishes that she wouldn't leave. She wishes that Roma would just be stubborn enough to talk back, but she isn't.

She hears  the front door close and takes a shaky breath. The other part of her knows it's the best decision to make for a better outcome of Roma's life.

There she sits alone in a big room that's lighted by a chandelier with nothing but her thoughts in her head and pain in her heart.