|Chapter 14|

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|Diana's POV|

"You two know each other?!" I was beyond shocked, how can my brother know Malika and talk to her as if they are childhood best friends, and when he knew that I was at the Martinelli Empire he got furious.

"Well, I kind of might work for-" as soon as Ryden started explaining, he got cut off by a gun going off.

And then there were a bunch of guns going off, but I was too busy holding my stomach and right leg to even notice the cars that were driving all around the mansion, shouting crazily.

I kept putting pressure on my wounds as my head started to get heavier and I couldn't help but close my eyes and let the darkness consume me as I was not able to keep open for any longer.

I felt myself slowly falling to the ground, until a pair of strong muscles arms caught, screaming my name, "DIANA!".

It was Emilio.

That was the last thing I felt and heard as I got eaten out by the darkness which had consumed me and numbed me from feeling anything for any longer.

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|Emilio's POV|

I am fucking pissed off, I had already knew that Kane was onto something, I knew that he was dumb and stupid, but what I did not know about was the spy; a fucking mole in my mafia who was sending him information about me and my whereabouts.

I had a fucking mole in my team who dared to let Kane fucking Di Carlo play me, and kindap my son as a distraction for him to go and shoot everyone in my house.

He fucking dared to shoot my mom, my Diana, my fucking mansion, my fucking guards, and nearly every-fucking-one in my mansion.

I was really deep in thoughts and plans, when I was brought back to reality by someone poking my cheek.

I looked down at my lap to see Nate looking at me with sad and bored eyes, with a big pout on his face.

"What is it, baby?" I asked him softly, trying to be as calm as I can.

"Is Diana going to be okay? What about grandma and the others?" He asked with a sorrowful voice, laced with sadness.

"We still don't know, baby, the doctor still hasn't told us anything about Diana. But do not worry about grandma and the others; they are fine, and we will be able to see them later" I replied with a very low-toned voice, so that I do not wake up my father and Enzo.

It had been a few hours since the shooting happened at the mansion, and we are currently at the hospital waiting on this fucking bench for the last 4 or 5 hours.

Diana and the security guards were the only people who got majorly hurt, while my mother, Diana's brother, and the others were only minorly grazed and hurt.

But the problem is that even though mom and the others are not have minor wounds and did not even need stitches, they still did not let us see them, though they are wide awake and incompletely fine.

I sighed heavily as I kissed the top of Nate's head, remembering how I found him tied to a chair in the middle of the fucking basement, alone, fucking alone. He was sitting there tied to the chair with not even a single tear running down his cheeks, but he was whispering to himself that everything was going to be okay and that daddy was going to find him. And god is the only one who knows how proud I was, he was really a little champion; my little fearless champion.

I continued kissing the top of Nate's head while trying to think positively and not negatively, because of how long this fucking doctor is taking to come out of that fucking operation room.

I kept my cool for a little bit, until I decided that I had had enough of this fucking waiting shit. So I got up from the bench, with Nate still in my arms and went over to the nearest nurse that was in the operation room a few minutes ago, and told her to go get the fucking doctor and tell him to fucking update me because I had had enough with his little shit.

"I'm sorry sir, but I can't just make the doctor leave the operation and come to inform you about the patient's whereabouts" She replied, looking everywhere but my eyes.

"You look at me when I am talking to you, and that is not the right answer; go get me the fucking doctor!!" I shouted the last part angrily, accidentally scaring Nate.

I kissed his forehead and sighed as the nurse shook in fear, and pointed behind me.

I put Nate down on the floor as I turned around to be met with the doctor looking at me. Fucking finally!

"Diana Everett?" He asked, taking off his gloves and throwing them in the garbage.

"How is she?!" I frowned, waiting impatiently for his answer.

"I'll start with the good news first; she is out of danger, we were able to get the bullets out easily. And to the bad news, we tried everything in out power to prevent it but she isn't able to have children anymore, due to the bullet effect... and she is in a coma, and it is all up for her to wake up, we can not do anything; other than having her family besides her, that is all we can do to help her" He explained thoroughly, making my blood boil.

I took a deep breath as I punched the wall beside me, completely losing control as my anger and frustration took the best of me.

"D-daddy!" "Emilio!" Both dad and Nate screamed at the same time, but what caught my attention was Nate's voice, he was stuttering, petrified and terrified.

I turned around, looking at his soft face, only to see tears continuously streaming down his cheeks, staining them as they kept flowing uncontrollably.

I saw Enzo from the corner of my eye running from the bench and coming towards Nate and taking him in his arms, kissing his head softly, rubbing his back in comfort, and whispering some things in his ear that calmed him down.

After he calmed him down while I was just standing there, staring at nothing, Enzo went away with Nathaniel.

I did not even question where he took him, because it is either outside, or to the cafeteria.

I shook off the thoughts and looked at my father who was talking to the doctor while glaring at me from the corner of his eye. I rolled my eyes at him, and went closer to them as the doctor backed away from me when he saw me punching the wall which now has a visible hole in it.

"When can I see her?" I asked demandingly.

"Martinelli! Lower your voice when you are in my hospital!" A voice boomed from behind me.

I smirked as soon as I heard the voice, turning around to look at him.

He is literally inviting me to kill him.

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Hello,
There is a double update today as I was not able to upload on Tuesday, so chapter 15 is already published.
Hope you had fun reading this chapter as much as I had writing it.
Thank you for reading, voting, and commenting♥️.
I love you, see you in chapter 15♥️.

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