𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬

Chapter.20

Marcella's PoV:

Ares, Dante, Jason, Grey, Ace and Gabriel. All of them at once fought with each other and tried to hug me or take me to all of themselves, "guys guys pipe the fuck down and let me be with my baby" Layla barged in between all of us and dragged me inside the private jet.

"I missed you so fucking much oh my gosh" she says the second we put our foot down in the jet, "same" I giggle and hugged her. I can't feel her...

What is going on? Why I can't feel anyone's touch? Why does my chest hurt? Why does my throat hurt as if like I'm about to burst into tears, why does this feel unreal yet real.

"Move" Dante pulled me away from Laylas embraces and replaced it with his, I smiled and snuggle into his chest as he hugs me tighter, yet i can't feel him...

Why?

"We should all buckle up" Ace said as he leaded me inside as soon as I pulled away from Dante's embraces. "Take a seat here and tell us everything Marcella please" Ares said seating right in front of me, I looked at him and I could tell how stressed he had been for the past few days or weeks now... his eyes showed rage and desperation; wanting to know what happened, he examen my whole face.

"A lot happened..."

That's all I could get out of my throat.

"How come you don't stink bitch" Layla said and side-hugged me changing the topic and still my smiled dropped as my brain automatically went to Ivan.

"I was kidnapped because..." I stopped "Because?" Ace asked waiting for me to continue, "H-he.... he loves me apparently" I whispered, no one heard me except Layla because she was right next to me, "What!?" She yelled, "What did you say?" Gabriel asked leaning closer, "he fucking loves her!" Layla said cutting me off with her jaw hang open.

"He blacked me out many times and did many things," I said looking down, "like?" Layla held my hand and told me to continue, "I remember one morning I woke up feeling s-someone k-kissing all over my face and m-my l-lips..." I said stuttering not daring to make eye contact with anyone. I could feel my brothers eyes on me, they were boiling in anger and Marcello... well he was full-on red clenching his fist tight. No one spoke, everyone was silent, I stood up getting everyone's attention, "I will be back" I excused myself quickly from this awkward situation and went to the restroom.

"Oh my gosh" I breath out, my hands were shaking, but for fuck sake why!? Why am I nervous, I'm safe now... I'm back to them now... yes that Situation right now was really awkward but I shouldn't be shaking like this.

I turn on the sink and splash cold water on my face, I flinch to the sound a something breaking. I quickly dry my wet face and rush out. "Marcello!!" I ran towards him as I see blood rushing down his hands.

"What the hell Marcello!" I mumbled holding his wounded hand gently "Give me the medical kit" Grey passed me the medical kit and I start treating him, "why did you do that?" I whispered keeping my eyes on his hand. He didn't say anything and just looked deep into me, I look up as I did t get a response back. Out of nowhere he slowly leans closer to me, our lips were a few inches away from each other when we suddenly heard a clicking noise, we both looked and saw all six of my brothers pointing the fucking gun at him, and Layla is laughing her as of at the background, I raised my hands on the air and says "oh whoa whoa relax dudes", they all went and sat down not removing their gaze from Marcello making me chuckled.

"Without you, my life was demolished," Layla said side hugging me "Is it? I swear you are the one who dragged Dante and me to eat Marcella's favorite dish?" Marcello spoke and smirked, I dropped my jaw dramatically and looked at her showing the feel of betrayal, "L-listen, I was trying to light up the mood you know, they looked annoyed," she said nervously.