Dancing with the Devil || Complete

~I've got you~

Chapter 23

Mateo's Pov:

Of all the stupidest shit I've done in my life this took the cake.

I drove to the location only to see it was in a secluded area. I should've known he wasn't going to play fair.

With nothing but my fists I'm ready to murder this guy with my bare hands. First Lara now Nola? Like hell I'll ever let him get to have them both.

I see a couple of his men guarding the perimeter, but I'm too angry to even think straight. So I just barge in and knock them out.

Left and right I'm dodging hits, taking a few small minor hits, and giving most of the punches. Barely exhausted I head inside with a few specks of blood left on my hands and suit.

At first it's empty. But then I see him from the corner of my eye and I'm making my way towards him. He raises his hand out for me to stop.

I do stop.

But not because of him, but because of Nola walking right behind him. And suddenly all my anger melts away.

For a second I see her eyes shine with glints of hope and happiness, but it soon fades.

She looks as beautiful as ever. Her hairs all scrunched up in a bun, and she's wearing a white dress.

My heart yearns to run up to her and hug her. It felt like forever. Hell one second away from this girl would feel like a year, but I hadn't seen her in weeks which was even worse.

"Malysh.." I say, but am caught off guard when she doesn't return the same look.

"Mateo, I've come to give her back as promised. But it's not up to me now is it?" Asshole says as I feel my anger rise once more.

I ball my hands into fists. What the hell is this guy trying to get on? Does he really think Nola wouldn't come back to me?! God he's jus as crazy as me, maybe even crazier.

Ignoring his idiocy I turn to Nola. She doesn't look up at me. Instead she sighs, and looks up a little towards the roof and then back down to me.

"Nola, malysh let's go home, your orsetto misses you...please." I say practically begging.

She bites her lip, and she crosses her arms to cover her fidgeting.

Is she actually thinking about this?

I'm stunned. My heart beats faster, panicked and rushed. A clog in my throat grows waiting for her to speak.

"Mateo, I-I'm so sorry.." she says, and with that my heart aches and the clog in my throat grows enabling me to form words otherwise I'd slip up and crack.

She continues to speak but I feel myself tune her out.

This can't seriously be happening right? Somebody's messing with me right? Did he make her say this shit?!

"I'm staying here...Francesco told me the truth and I can't stand t-to look at you..."

Why the hell is she on his side?! This can't be fucking happening...tell me this is just some kind of dream.

"No, you don't actually mean that Nola. You can't possibly mean it. I- fuck is he making you say this shit?! Did he brainwash you or something?! Why?..." my voice is caught as I try to not break down.

"You ruined my wedding Mateo, and then set me up in an arranged marriage with you."

I'm too stunned to speak. Does she actually believe that?!

"I didn't ruin anything- what the fuck have you been lying to her about?!" I yell to Francesco.

"He didn't do anything it was all your fault Mateo! This is all your fault!" Nola scream as tears start to stream down her face.