Oblivion [18+]

Chapter 28

Matteo's POV

I walk out the mansion and breathe. Every breath I take is a difficult task, because every moment that I'm reminded I'm alive feeds my need to get my hands on my best friend and choke the life out of him for the simple reason he was the one comforting my wife. I shouldn't be that one but for some reason she didn't come to me. She didn't move when she saw me, she simply found comfort in his arms. And the image alone drove me mad!

I shouldn't be complaining...I had the position on top of the council. I didn't just had power and influence, I was power! Every little deal would first go through me, my reputation exceeded me like never before, my father was long forgotten and the Angelinni clan was connected to the man who was called by devil's name! I had that woman who gave me everything I would ever desire and even more! Everybody knew my Queen and everybody loved her despite the ruthless character I forced her to develop.

I was on the top of the world. A man who have achieved anything he ever wanted. I was starting a family and nobody would dare to even think of threatening it! I was to have an heir. I was to become an absolute force. And yet  the same source of power was my very own source of weakness. Her. My Donna, their Madonna.

I didn't become a better man because good doesn't run in my veins. I came to this life to lead. To possess and I'm the best at the role. But I tried to control my behaviour for her sake. For our sake...yet there are things I can't handle. Like watching her in the arms of another man. It makes my blood boil, my head hurt and my heart skip beats vital for my survival!

I open my car's door and I'm ready to get in. No idea where to. Just away from that image that I can't seem to shake off my head.

Antonio: MATTEO!

I turn around.

Antonio is running at me and I resist the urge to grab my gun and end his life here and now. He seems scared, his forehead sweaty.

Antonio: Thank God you didn't leave!

Matteo: You have one mi—

Antonio: Camilla is in labor!

My face falls. My mouth hangs agape. And every thought of hatred immediately disappears.

Matteo: No she is not. It's too early.

Antonio: I- I know. She is asking for you, we have to go to the hospital.

Matteo: Fuck!

I throw orders to the guards on the entrance to get us two cars ready and call our personal doctors before I run with Matteo back into the house. Camilla is breathing in an uneven pace, her knuckles white from holding the railings so tight.

Matteo: Camilla! Look at me baby...

I kneel in front of her taking her free hand in mine. She is crying and it breaks my heart to see her like this. She squeezes my hand so hard I have to suppress a flinch of pain. Her glossy eyes find mine and I hold my breath the moment she parts her lips.

Camilla: Something is wrong Matteo...our baby, something is wrong with it.

A line of blood is dripping down her thigh and I swallow hard at the sight. At the thought alone that something bad is going to happen to our kid.