Falling for Snow

Chapter 18

Snow's POV

We get to my place and go straight upstairs. No one asked questions as we walked through the lobby become they know better.

We get inside the penthouse and I direct him to my spare bathroom. We get inside and I take out the first aid kit.

He takes his shirt of and I sit up on the counter.
"Stand still", I say as I stitch him up. He doesn't wince or flinch the entire time. I stitch him up and it won't scar.

"Thank you", he breathes. We're so close taht we could kiss but he gets a call while I scold myself for almost kissing him.

He takes the call and then comes back into the bathroom. "The Spanish know who I am", he states. I do a double take at his words. "What? How?" I ask him.

"I have no idea", he says worriedly. "I have to go, but thank you for that", he says gesturing to his stitches. "No problem", I say walking him out.

Once he's gone I go upstairs and into my room. I turn on the shower and strip from my dress. I get into the shower and see the blood dripping from my body.

I wash off all the blood and then use my cherry body wash to clean off. I then wash my hair and then get out. Wrapping a big towel around myself I walk over to my mirror and take out my contacts. I bin them and was out of the bathroom.

I walk into my room then go into the closet. I dress in black pjs and go dry my hair. Once it's dry I walk over to my bed and sit down.

I take out my phone and call Nik. He picks up on the second ring. "Hello what's up?" He asks. "We have a problem", I say into the phone. "The Spanish know that Valentino is the Don of the Italian Mafia", I say to him.

"Oh shit", he says as I lay down. "I know", I respond. We talk for a bit before hanging up and I go to bed.

Valentino's POV

Fuck.

People know who I am now.

I'm currently driving from Snow's and I'm seething with anger. I can't deal with this right now. I want a deal with the Russian, so maybe the Spanish will leave us alone.

I get to my house and go inside. I see grace holding a sleeping Gia in her arms. Her eyes widen when she sees me and I nod at her to go upstairs. She takes gia upstairs and I follow after her.

I go into my room and strip out of my bloody clothes. I step into the shower and wash all the blood from my body.

I step out of the shower after a few minutes and wrap a towel around my waist. I dry myself and put on some boxer with grey sweatpants.

I then go to bed and pass out.

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It's been a few days since the night of the gala and I'm at the main warehouse. I've spoken to my brother and Dante and Fabio.

We all agree that I should have the house heavily guarded and make a deal with the Russians. I'm currently walking to my office to call the third in command of the Russians.

Dimitri Lenkov. The ruthless third in command. I've heard stories about him but the ones I've heard about them Pakhan are worst.

I get to my office and sit at my desk. Pulling out my phone I dial the number Luca gave me. It's rings and finally answers.

"Hello", I hear a thick Russian accent. "Hello", I say into the phone. "Ah, the Don, how can I help you?" He says as I sit up. "I want to make a deal", I say.

"A deal? What kind of deal?" Dimitri wonders. "A truce, no more fighting", I say sighing. "I'll talk to the second hand and Pakhan but no promises", he says before hanging up.