CHAPTER ELEVEN

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Catherine's POV

"What's happening?" I asked Salvatore as we drove. Four other cars were moving in the same direction.

"A traitor has been caught."

"That's good news right?" I asked because he sure didn't look happy.

"No. Sometimes, after a supposed traitor is caught, we end up back to square one" He increased his driving speed. "Fuck, Fuck Fuck." He hit the steering. He abruptly stepped on the brakes and parked the car alongside the road.

"Will you calm down?" I yelled at him.
"Getting yourself killed isn't going to change anything."

"It's like they are watching us. They seem so far away and at the same time so close." He turned to me.

"I was expecting the leader to contact and make a demand after we killed some of their followers but they didn't." He raked his hair.
"I love it when my enemies play hide and seek with me but this actual game is fucking with me."

"Well, you need to calm down the fuck down. You have to be alive to fight back."

"What if they don't want anything from you." The thought came into my mind

"What do you mean?"

"What if they have no interest in properties or becoming the boss. Just what if their goal is to make you suffer and torture you slowly not physically per say, but by getting into your head."

He stared at me, a little confused. "My instincts tell me the person who is in charge of this whole shit knows you too well. He has you in the palm of his hand, so make one wrong move, and he strikes fully."

He bites his bottom lips. "How did you know this?"

"I have seen something like this on tv programs."

He smiled, "Anthonio was right, you are smart." He said to me before driving off.

Way to go, Catherine.

I mentally patted myself on the shoulder.

We passed through the woods, and we arrived at a small house. From where we parked, I saw Anthonio talking to some guys.

"You should wait in the car."

"Why?"

"Things are about to get messy."

"Now, my curiosity is at its peak. Nothing you will say can stop me."
I heard him sigh before stepping out of the car.

We didn't go through the front door as I expected. Instead, there was a door at the back of the house with stairs that led straight down.

Is this like an underground basement?" I whispered to Salvatore, but he ignored me.

We got to the floor, and the only light was the bulb shown directly at the traitor sitting at the center of the room. The sight had me wanting to puke. He had blood dripping all over. The skin on his left arm was peeling off, and I could see his tissue.

He screamed as one of the Salvatore guys placed a burning iron on his face, and another plucked his toenails.

"This is why I said you should wait in the car." Salvatore said to me. I guess he sensed my discomfort.

I wanted to leave, but I decided to take it all in. Salvatore said something to him in Italian, and the guy laughed,
which earned him a slap from Salvatore.

Anthony walked over to Salvatore and gave him a towel to wipe the blood off his palm.

"We found something in his car." Vincento rushed over to Salvatore with a card.

"This was sent to you two months ago, but you declined." Anthonio told Salvatore.

"I guess your leader has a hand in this shit." Salvatore smirked at the guy.

I slowly walked over and peeped through Salvatore's shoulder. The card was designed in blue and white with the word Gli sfavoriti written on it. Both Salvatore and Anthonio had stern expressions. So I wasn't sure who to ask. I tip-toed closer to Vincento.

"What's that?"  He took a glance at me.

"It's an invitation to a private party."

Ohhh!!

Salvatore clicked his tongue. "We are going to Italy." He stared at me.


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After what happened in the underground basement, we were on our way to Italy in his private jet. I sat at one end, a glass of wine on my table, as I focused on the video I was watching. I was determined to learn Italian, so I wouldn't have to ask the meaning of every little thing.

Are you ok?" I paused the video I was watching to see Salvatore staring at me.

"Yeah I am fine. Why will you think otherwise?"

"I could tell you were unease down at the basement. You don't have to act tough all the time." He said to me.

I smiled at him. "You don't have to worry about me. I can handle myself."

"I am not worried, I just want you to be careful." He said sternly and walked away.

What was that about?
I mentally rolled my eyes

"I wasn't expecting that switch," I muttered.

Anthony switched seats and sat in front of me. "He will surely come around someday."
I stared at him, confused. "Rest up; you will need all the strength you can get." He closed his eyes.

I felt a tap on my shoulder.
"We are here." I fluttered my eyes open and realized I had slept while watching a movie. I took my handbag from the seat before standing up and followed the guys off the plane.

Thank goodness the rides were here because I still need my beauty sleep. I sat at the back of the car with Salvatore while Anthonio drove. We drove quietly for about four hours until we reached our destination.

If you think the house in New York is beautiful, wait until you see the building right in front of me.

This house is freaking made of glass.
My mind yelled.

I love how the lights brighten up the building making it look like it was made of gold.

"Ain't you coming?" Anthonio called out from the threshold, and I ran to him.

As we walked into the living room, I dropped my bag on one of the couches and did a twirl. I was already excited about this place.

"Daddy," I heard a little girl's voice and footsteps coming down the stairs.

"Daddy" She yelled again as she ran straight into Salvatore arms, who was already on his knees with his hands out, waiting for the hug.

"I missed you, Daddy."

"I missed you too baby girl." Salvatore tickled her, making her laugh hard.

I stood still, trying to figure out what was going on.

"Hi, uncle Anthonio." She waved at him.

He smiled at her. "Hello, Little Mia.
You ain't so little anymore."

She grinned, "I am a big girl now."

"Yes you are." Anthonio smiled at her.

Salvatore pinched the bridge of her nose. "Run along, Daddy has some things to tidy up. I will see you soon." She pecked his cheeks and ran back upstairs.

"What the hell just happened?"
I yelled at both of them.

"Mia is Salvatore's daughter." Anthonio broke the news to me. I stood there bewildered at the new information I'd just obtained.

XOXO
Lady Freya

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