My Donna

CHAPTER 8

Danica POV

I was at Lorenzo's room. Helping him clean his wound. The room was filled with silence. Lorenzo didn't say a word. While I was trying to take out the bullet inside his wound, he groaned in pain.

"Gently!" He groaned in pain. I glared at him. Giving him a warning to shut the fuck up. I finally took out the bullet. I sighed in relief seeing the bullet out.

"That's what you get for not being prepared." I said, putting away the bullet.

"Thank you" he mumbles and I raised an eyebrow, he just thank me. That's surprising.

"Aren't you mad at me for escaping the house?" I asked out of the blue, raising a eyebrow. He shakes his head.

"No, you need to know somehow" he replied in a soft tone. Minutes later, Dario came in the room. Lorenzo and I looked at him. He just stared at us blankly.

"Am I interrupting something?" he smirked at us. As I just realized I've been holding Lorenzo's hand for a while. I quickly let go. I'm blushing hard. This is embarrassing. The both of them laughed and I cleared my throat wanting there attention.

"Explain everything now" I commanded in a serious tone. I was still mad at the fact that they didn't tell me about the mafia thing. They both nodded. Dario left the room leaving Lorenzo and I alone.

"Sit tight and listen, I won't repeat myself again" he spoke as he turned to me.

"I'm apart of a mafia, the Italian mafia. I'm also the most powerful and feared in the world of Mafias. Rocco's my second in command and Dario's my third in command. Your dad was actually my fathers second in command in the mafia when he was still running it. But when he gave me the position as the new lord of the mafia. Father wanted your dad to hide in France. Being in the mafia could put you in great danger, so they had to leave." He explains in great detail but talked very quick and my eyes widened with the fact that my parents knew about all of this but didn't even bother to tell me.

"So my parents knew about the mafia" I said in a disappointed tone. Looking down.

"Sì, but the main reason why they didn't tell you yet is because they want you to be safe from the mafia world." He added, defending my parents.(yes)

"Can I ask something?" He questioned me genuinely. And I nodded. This is the first time I Lorenzo looking soft.

"Where you born in France? Or in Italy? Because I didn't see you when Giorgio was still working with father" he says in a questionable tone, I just cleared my throat, with how awkward I might explain this.

"There not my biological parents" I replied, the kind of came out as a mumble. His eyes widened at the information. I really hate admitting that there aren't my real flesh and blood.

"I apologize for asking" he says in a decent tone and a tear almost fell down my cheeks. Don't cry, dani! You've done this a thousand times but do you always fucking cry, he then handed me a tissue and I took it.

"It's fine" I responded and put up a fake smile as I wiped off the tear in my eyes.

"I'm sorry" he says again. I looked at him in confusion. Okay, this is getting weird. Is he okay? Because ever since I came here he's been nothing but playing the role of ice king. Not the ice king from the cartoon Adventure Time though.

"For being harsh on you" he mumbles. I could tell his not used to apologizing to people.

"Who are they?" I asked, talking about that woman and old man. He Took a deep breath.

"That old man, was Domino Ferrer and that woman you saw beside him is his daughter Vittoria ferrer, she's the same age as our parents" he said. Daughter, huh?

"Why did he say that it's for his granddaughter?" I asked again. My thoughts was filled with questions. He sighed, again. Well, this time it came out more like a groan.

"Vittoria had a daughter named Valarie. Her husband died in a mission. Vittoria loved her daughter so much. Domino and father were best friends before. Me and Valerie were also friends. She was my first love and we promised each other to get married when we get older I know we were still kids to think about marriage but in the world of mafia we have to marry at the age of 16. but One day father and Domino had a meeting thinking about colliding our mafia. The people in the room was only me, father, mother, Domino, Vittoria and her 6 years old daughter Valerie. But father didn't agree about colliding our mafia. Domino got mad and so he pulled out a gun and started to shoot at father and they started to fight. The fight was still going on and then I saw Valerie under a Table, hiding. I took her out of there and we ended up in the woods. she was crying. I didn't know what to do back then. I was only 9 fucking years old..." He explained everything. While explaining. I started to comfort him. Surprisingly, he didn't brush off my hand off him.

"What did you do?" I asked in a soft tone. He looked at me with sadness in his eyes. He took a deep breath.

"I hugged her. I told her to run, run as fast as she could but she got shoot" he says in a sad tone. I raised my eyebrows. I nodded at him to continue.

"A sniper shot her..." He says coldly and I could see him tearing up. I gave him a tissue. Sending him a warm smile.

"After she died, Domino took the blame on us, saying that this shouldn't have happened if father agreed" he said. I felt pity on him. He lost a friend who he thought was he's lover and everything fell apart just because that. How tragic...

"Father lost a companion, Domino and Vittoria lost a family. Just because of a small misunderstanding." He added.

"You said mafia needs to marry at the age of 16, right?" I asked and he nodded.

"Why aren't you married yet?" I added.

"I never break my promises, I promised her that we'll be together when we grow up" he replied emotionless, heart broken. Hearing what happened, it made me look on his other hidden side... It wasn't Lorenzo nor his family's fault that Valerie died. It was a misunderstanding. He was loyal to Valerie.

"I think you should rest" I said, trying to change the topic. He nodded. I stood up and walked slowly to the door.

"Aren't you mad at your parents for not telling the truth? You know, some children would be mad at there parents if they keep a secret from them" he said. I stopped and looked back at him.

"I'm fucking adopted, I'm not there real daughter. I have no right to be mad at them for keeping secrets..." I replied calmly. I opened the door and closed it before he could say anything. I walked through the long hallway back to my room. Thinking about Lorenzo's situation and mine.

"We're the same"

Hello my dear loveys 💕. How are you all? Do you think Lorenzo deserved the things that happened to him? How would you feel if you'd lost the love of your life? Tell me in the comments. Welp. Don't forget to vote and have a lovely day ❤️❤️❤️.

-lady nightmare 🖤💜