Their Little One (ON HOLD, EDITING CHAPTERS!)

Chapter Twelve

Giovanni Romano

I stared at the innocent girl who slept peacefully after her bath and after we made sure she was okay. Of course.

I sighed deeply, my jaw tightly clenching. I got up from the seat and quietly walked out the room, shutting the door and walking towards my office.

I walked into my office, closing the door. My brothers heads snapping towards me.

I ran a hand through my hair, taking a seat at the L couch instead.

Marco sat next to me and stared at me for a bit, grabbing the bottle of red wine, he poured some into four cups.

I mumbled a quiet 'thank you' once he handed me a cup, Mario and Angelo grabbing their own, also taking a seat on the sofa around us.

"I know what you're thinking". Marco started, swinging one of his legs over the other. "You know it can't happen, this can't happen".

"Elias, James, and Justin are after her, we can't get attached until all this is over.. until Aria is safe. You know this brother". Mario added, staring at me before turning his head towards Angelo.

"You know this as well". He spoke, the room growing quiet as we all thought about the consequences if our enemies ever found out that Aria was now a weakness for us, no. I wouldn't let it happen, I wouldn't let anything happen to her.

I stared at the wall, my thoughts bringing back what happened that night.

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Flashback (Club)

I stared down at the club from my office, my hands resting on the railings. Music blasting, people dancing and groping each other.

The usual really, this club, our club. Was something my brothers and I came up with together 5 years ago, yeah, we have our own establishments. But, this is the first thing we ever built up together after starting this mafia business.

All the money we made, came right through this club. Club "red" , we named it that because we liked red, at that time this place was built. Red reminded us of the blood we had on our hands from all the torturing and killing we were raised to do. It was a scary color, a color that no matter how hard we washed off in the past. It was still there, the guilt, the regret, all of it.

But as of who we are now, who we became. The guilt and regret has turned into a calm, pleasurable, pleasant feeling. It was good to kill those who deserved it, but back then... I hated it. I hated him, despised him.

"Boss, Justin is here". One of the bodyguards told me, I nodded at him. My eyes now scanning the club for a certain person who always came to my club to start shit, no matter how much I kicked his ass. He always came back.

My eyes stopped on a dark brown curly haired guy who looked all busted up for once, who also scanned the room. His eyes looked up at me, he slightly smirked. Walking over to the bar, taking a seat next to a small girl, my eyes went to her.

Her brown curls flowing down her back almost to her ass, the tight black dress on her that hugged her curves beautifully. I couldn't see her face, but I wanted to.

I watched as the bartender gave her the water she ordered, squinting my eyes as another shot glass was placed down. Full of alcohol. Fucking Justin.

Hearing a scoff behind me, followed by footsteps. I looked over at Angelo and turned my head seeing Mario lean on the railing, staring down at the club.

"Look". Mario pointed down to his twin brother, I looked down, seeing Marco leaning back against the wall, not to far from the bar. He seemed to also be watching Justin like a hawk, I noticed his jaw clenching out of anger.

Making me look back at Justin who now had his hand on the girls thigh, her body shifted and I noticed it was out of discomfort.

I sighed, looking at my brothers and began to walk away from the balcony view, out of my office with them following me.

I made my way down the stairs, Marco now waiting at the bottom, we got through the crowd of people. It didn't take much as they moved out the way and continued with what they were doing.

I stood a few steps away from the bar, the bastard didn't notice us yet. He was too busy gripping the poor woman's thigh, my brothers and I stepped forward hearing her cry out as he tightened his grip.

"I suggest you move your hand, Justin". He looked directly at me, his jaw clenching. The woman kept her eyes down, not looking at Justin or us.

"She said she doesn't drink, and she is obviously uncomfortable, so move the fuck around". Mario spat, making Justin jump up. His eyes challenging with a bit of anger. He knew not to pull shit like this in our club. Usually he'd just start fights, now he pulls this low shit. What a fucking pussy.

The poor girl flinched as he jumped up, and slowly turned around. Her eyes glancing up once at us, she stared at us for a bit, taking in our features the best she could with the dimmed lights, before looking back down at the ground.

Justin glared at us before his eyes directly went to me again and said, "This has nothing to do with you... guys". His voice became low out of fear once he looked at Marco, who looked like he wanted to snap his neck in half.

"This club belongs to us so, what goes on in here has everything to do with us". Angelo murmured, his eyes darkened and he tilted his head to the side.

We watched, Marco almost stepping towards Justin as he tried to reach for the girl, the girl quickly got up running behind me out of fear.

"Must I repeat myself to you, Justin?". I spoke, my tone deep and threatening. Justin had a stare down with me for a bit before turning on his busted shoes and running through the crowd and out the club.

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(Present)

That night, when she thanked us and we took her home. We realized how innocent and pure she really was.

Anger crashed through me watching her be choked by one of Elias's men, what triggered me the most is when she stopped fighting and just took it, like she deserved it or something.

Then I now knew, I had to protect her. She was fragile, so had no reason to lose her life, she was a good person. Everything we wanted and needed.

But, we can't let our feelings get in the way.

Angelo and I nodded at Marco in understanding before tilting our head back in sync and downing the wine down in one gulp.

We will never let anyone hurt her.

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Chapter Twelve for you my loves.

Since I was away for a week or so, I feel like my writing is not as detailed as this story started. I'm trying guys! Please be patient!

Next chapter will be posted on Wednesday!