Married to the don

The War

Ace DeAngelo

I was pacing around in my office. It had been half an hour since Damien had left the room, half an hour since he told me about the attacks on our shipments. Ivan was attacking, he made his move and I had to make mine too.

It had been a month since Amara and I saw our child and heard his heart beat. Now Ivan was attacking and I could do any against it. Our shipments were easy replaced, but still.

They were starting this war thing they could win it and from how it looked right now they would. My mafia is strong, but the only person the fear is Amara and fur nothing in the world not even my mafia I would let her in this war.

Over my dead body.

Amara Moratti

I knew something was about to happen. This feeling I had, it was rare but it told me that something bad was coming. I was scared, the fear was starting to grown as the hours went by.

I was sitting in my safe place, the library, a hand in my small belly. I was over two months pregnant and this was the only place I felt save. With every moment going by I knew the war was coming closer. I have never been scared, because it was just my life, but now I was carrying a child, my child.

If I die, my baby dies. If I get hurt, my baby gets hurt. This Hormons didn't helped at all, they made me even more scared. So that's why I am sitting in the library, because I'm fucking scared that somebody is going to break into this house and hurt me and my unborn child.

The library has a secret door in the corner I'm sitting in. It a whole bedroom and a living room, with a connection to the security cameras.

I closed the book, while throwing my head back. I couldn't even concentrate on the book, because my mind was moving miles and hour. I hated it, I just wanted to be with Ace, felling his warm body next to mine.

"Of course you still have to leave when I'm pregnant and out if my mind" I whispered. Ace had left this morning, going to the base beflute I even woke up. I knew he was as much stressed as I was, but I was fucking pregnant.

I felt the anger consuming me and I threw the book against the nearest bookshelf, bringing down more books with it. I pushed my self up from the couch, leaving the library.

I was not going to sit here and do nothing, my fear was consuming me and I needed to leave this house. I needed to leave this cell of my own head. I walked down and went toward the door. I pulled over my outfit, which were a pair of sweats and oversized T-shirt I had stollen from Ace, a Leder jacked and put on some boots.

I opened the door and left the house. The base was not far away from here so I took one of Ace cars and drove there. Ace had been over protected the last month, I knew he just wanted the best fur me and keeping me safe made him feel better, but I wanted to leave this house and just be me, Rosa Del Diavolo fur one fucking day.

I wanted to be seen and I wanted to live, this was not life and I needed to leave it. I pulled up in front of the main building of the base and left the car.

I pushed open the door after typing in the code. The moment I walked inside all turned toward me, but my eyes landed on Damien who looked shocked to see me here.

"He is so going to kill you when he sees you here" Damien said, as he tried to take my arm, probably to lead me out if hear and bring me back him. I ripped my arm away from him, reaching fit the gun, tugged to his side.

"I'm not leaving and I really angry. I might be pregnant, but I can still kill you, or rather hurt you, Damien" i said, holding the gun in my hand before tugging it in the back of my sweats. "Thank your for the gun" I said and turned around to walk toward Ace office.

When the guards saw me they directly stepped back and I pushed open the doors. Ace was sitting at his desk, not looking up. "Damien, I a said I didn't want to be interrupted" he said and he sounded stressed.

"Try again" I said, kicking the doors shut at the same time he looked at me. "Amara, what are you fucking doing here" he asked, fear and anger flashing across his eyes.

I walked over to his desk, sitting down in one of the chairs in front of it. "Ace I needed to leave the ducking house" I said, crossing my armes over my chest. "Amara" Ace said, leaning forward before pushing him self up.  He walked around his desk, making his way toward me.

He went down on his knees in front of me, taking my left hand. I thump brushed over the engagement ring, over and over again. "Amara, I love you and our child with my whole heart, but it's not safe, not here" he said, before letting my hand go.

He got up again and started to walk around in his office. His hand went tough his hair. "Ace, what is going on" I asked, sitting up. Ace looked distracted, stressed. "The Russians attacked, it won't take long until they start the real war."

I made my way over to Ace and placed my hand around his neck. "Ace, you can't look me inside the house just because you're scared, I'm still a assassin, I can still kill anyone" I said, forcing Ace to look me in my eyes.

Ace lips crashed down on mine, as he kissed my like it would be the last time. I could feel all his anger, his fear. I pulled him closer and just in a moment everything was over. I jumped away from Ace as I heard gunshots.

"Ace" I said alarmed. "Fuck" Ace was now running around in the small space of his office, grappling guns from around the whole room. "Ace" I said again, this time louder.

He turned toward me, a gun in his hand. I moved my hand behind my back pulling out the knifes I had hidden. "What are we gonna do" I asked. "There is no we this time, there is just a me, Amara. You can't put your life at risk, the life of our child" he said, placing the gun inside of my hand.

"Ace I'm not gonna let you go out there alone, I will not lose the father of my fucking child" I snapped, placing a hand on my stomach. "Stay here Amara, I will not repeat my self" he said, his voice dark.

"This may work on your guard but not on me" I said, as Ace walked toward the door. He popped the two dopple door as and closed them behind him looking them. I ran twiste the doors, hammering against the door.

"Ace fucking let me out" I said as tears treated to fall. "Ace" I yelled again. "I'm sorry" I heard him as the gunshots got louder. "I love you" was the last thing I heard. "Ace" I asked, as tears fell. "Ace" I yelled again.