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Chapter 29

It's always a beeping sound waking me from a slumber. It is starting to work on my tits. I am currently experiencing the most horrible pain in my upper torso. Which reminds me, the last thing I remembered was being in the club, dancing and meeting Domenico's friend and his wife, then shots rang out, and everything went dark.

I don't want to move any part of my body because I don't know where exactly I was hit, so I slowly opened my eyes. I saw Domenico sitting on a chair next to my bed, with his head down, typing on his laptop whilst biting his bottom lip. Just like he did the last time I woke up in the hospital.

"Damn, I would love to bite that lip myself" I say, smirking at him as I remained in the same position. Too scared to move.

"Olivia, how you feeling? Are you in any pain?" he questioned, placing the laptop on the seat next to him. he proceeded to get up and cup my face, inspecting every inch of it. Why does it look like he was in more pain than I was? Was he also hurt?

"Are you hurt?" I asked.

"No, I'm not hurt"

"I know my breath probably smelled horrible, but I need a kiss before you call the doctor to come check on me" I say, looking at him expectantly and already knowing he won't decline my request.

He bent down and gave me a nice smooch on my lips which is accompanied by a panty dropping smile when he was done. Obviously, I'm grinning and happy to be alive and have another day afforded to me to be with him.

"Where was I shot?" I asked, jumping right into the questions.

"You were shot just below your collarbone. The bullet didn't hit anything major and was removed and the wound patched up. I got the shooter, and he has been dealt with. You have nothing to worry about in that aspect" he answered, as he looked me in the eyes, trying to read me.

I already know from his expression that there's more that he doesn't want to tell me because telling the actual person that took the bullet that people has been dealt with is not answer enough. I need to have a good conversation with him when I'm discharged, but here and now is not ideal.

It was the next day which means I was not unconscious for that long. I was discharged two hours after waking up and given pain meds to manage the pain. Luckily, I didn't require any cast or sling. The wounds will leave a scar, but the Doctor mentioned that plastic surgery should remove the scar almost completely.

When we reached the house, I stripped out of my clothes and got into a much-needed shower and my man also joined. He doesn't pass on an opportunity to be pressed up against my naked body. He made sure my body was being cleaned on the parts I was not able to reach, then we got out and relaxed having the lunch we ordered earlier on the couch, until the girls and guys came to visit us. The whole time Domenico looked very sad and dejected. I know it's probably because it happened in a club that he owned, under his watch and he was not able to protect me from the shooters.

Domenico showed them into the lounge, and I was thoroughly hugged by Kate and Camilla.

"How are you feeling, doll?" Kate asked.

"Much better" I answered, smiling at them. All of them looked so sad and solemn which indicated that there were more to this whole story than what they were telling me.

Domenico was talking in a hushed tone with Luca to the side, but I could clearly see the pissed look on his face. He's clearly not happy with what Luca just told him, if his hands are going through his hair every few seconds. Max, who has never been expressive or talkative, also had a tense look on his face.

I decided to put everyone on the spot "spill" I said, as everyone's eyes snapped towards me "I know you guys are hiding stuff from me thinking I'm too fragile to take the truth, but please spill before I burst and artery. I don't want to hear the sugarcoated version. I would like the truth, please and thank you" I ended. I saw Domenico rubbing his forehead with his pointer finger and thumb indicating he's stressed. Very stressed.

Domenico and Luca gave each other a look, then Luca cleared his throat before starting to speak "the shooting of last night was to take you out. They were hired by someone, and Max's team is busy tracking who these people are".

I turned to look at Domenico, a little shocked "what did I do and to whom?" I asked.

"We caught two guys last night and the one guy had a phone that was probably just used for this mission. There was nothing else on it, just a few messages. The person sending the messages was asking for updates or giving locations of where we were. We tried to get information out of the two, but they didn't want to talk and the likelihood of them ever talking is very slim. We're keeping them alive for now or until we can get more information out of them. We know they are part of an organization that hunts and kill people for money because of the tattoos they have. They are more like an underground gang. We also found a picture of you at school on it" Domenico gave the last blow, as he came and sat next to me.

"We were supposed to attend the mafia dinner tomorrow night, but it's cancelled and we're heading back home tonight. We have better resources that side to find these people or the ones who hired them" Luca added.

"Does that include us?" I asked, turning to Domenico and he responded with a nod.

"Oh, we forgot one other detail. The people that put the hit on you are from America" Kate said, while stroking my hair.

"How did you guys find that out?" I questioned, a little stunned.

"We traced the messages to an IP address in the US. They tried to bounce it from country to country, but we got a definite match to New York" Max, the person that never speak, answered.

"You guys want me to go back to the lion's den?" I questioned.

"Not exactly. We have a whole army that can protect you there and as soon as Max gets back, he will also be able to help his team get more clues".

"Could it be my dad or Julia?" I asked, as that is the only side my enemies could come from.

"We cannot confirm that yet" Luca answered, which led me to believe that there's a possibility it could be.

"Babe, we are leaving in an hour. I'll go and pack our stuff so we can head out" Domenico said, leaving the room.

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We reached our home in the US after a few hours and I went straight to bed. Domenico left to deal with the business and returned early the next morning.

The last two weeks since returning from Italy, I've decided to use my days to catch up on school and send my assignments in that was due. One of the professors advised that I could finish college earlier than expected if I put more hours in and that is exactly what I'm busy with now. I'm not allowed to leave the house without Domenico because he is scared something might happen while I'm out alone.

I have not seen Domenico much since we returned, and he has become more distant than before. He always returns late at night and most nights he smells like alcohol, which makes me assume he Is out partying or something. He is out before I even wake up and it is concerning because I am used to him talking to me and discussing things, but now there's none of that. If I try calling him during the day, he rarely answers and will say he's busy just to end the call sooner.

It hurts knowing the person you trust with your whole life is abandoning you, because that is how it honestly feels. I have always been alone in this life and i was used to being alone, then came Domenico and made me used to having someone you can depend on. He made me used to knowing i have someone in my life that loves and cares for me.

I went to bed last night thinking what my next plan will be if he leaves me, because that's the only conclusion I come up with after analyzing this whole situation. Playing and replying everything in my head. From him marrying me and all the threats since we're married and almost no contact since returning from Italy. Am I a burden? Only time will reveal the truth.