Protecting The Principessa (Complete)

~ Chapter 31 ~

"Hey, cool your shit, Adriano. I didn't do anything!"

"Like hell, you fucking didn't! I knew you were close when I stepped away..."

"And why the fuck did you step away, Adriano? Because your lame ass fiancé dragged you away when you should have been doing your job, which is for you to watch Ignazia, right?" Mike cut in, causing Adriano's eyes to blaze even more than they were.

"Don't go there, asshole!" Izzy bounced back and forth between the two men, wondering by their actions and the fact that they kept stepping closer and closer, who was going to throw the first punch. And looking at the two, she wasn't sure if this fight was really about her, or some underlying issue.

"I will go wherever the hell I please if that means you're going to assume I did shit. You think I dragged her away, to what? What would be the reason I have to do anything to her?" Mike asked, just inches away from Adriano's face. Even Izzy could see the restraint from both men in holding back their fists. Personally, she wasn't sure whom she wanted to win, she just knew it was a hell of a sight, one she knew she needed to stop, especially in such a public place.

"I don't know. Ransom, move your ass up, fuck her over...take your pick, the list can be quite endless. After all, if you took her, only to save her, wouldn't that paint you in a wonderful light to the boss, Mike?"

"Fuck off, Adriano! I have no need to prove myself to him outside of what he asks me to do. He knows I'm a damn good man and I came about my badge honestly." She almost smirked at that. Was there a real 'honest' way in this world? Granted, it sure as hell seemed that a higher, yet different, code was led by these men. One they all took to heart and fought strongly over.

"Really? Sure about that?" Before she could blink, Mike shoved Adriano, glaring at the man, the anger and hatred intense.

"Don't fucking question me, Adriano. You know I'm not the asshole here, so don't blame your God damn mistakes on me!" And with that outburst, Adriano threw the first punch, hitting Mike square in the jaw.

"Stop it," she finally screamed, reaching to pull Adriano back. She kind of agreed with him though, it was odd that Mike was right there, but she would have picked up on his voice. There was a certain tweak to it that she could pick out in any other space, and yes, she could kick herself for accusing him when he first appeared too. It was odd timing, nothing more. "Fucking hell, stop!" she screamed again, but both men were ignoring her. This time, as Mike went to swing, rather than his fist connecting with Adrian's cheek, it connected with Ignazia's, making her gasp and take a step back, the pain radiating from her jaw up to the top of her skull.

"What the fuck is going on?" Carlo demanded, stomping over to the two men and tugging them apart. His eyes fell on his daughter who was clutching her cheek. "You okay?"

"Nothing that some ice won't cure. I made the fucked-up mistake of getting between two men," she answered, looking at her dad. His eyes swept over her again, taking in more than she wanted him to see.

"That was his fuck up as well," Adriano spat, clearly wanting to further this fight with Mike. Again, she had an impression this went beyond her actually, but she wasn't going to question it, not in front of her father, that was for sure, and not with these two still fuming. She looked between the two again, the anger flashing in both eyes, and shook her head.

"I don't care whose fuck up it is, I want two know why the fuck you two stronzi (assholes) are fighting like Idioti (idiots) out here?"

"Why not ask the man that walked away from his charge?" Mike hissed.

"Why not ask the man that was right behind her and had easy enough access to take her and cut her?" Adriano spat back and Izzy only rolled her eyes.