[BOOK 3]
Mia Salvatore; daughter of Luca Salvatore, the most feared Mafia Boss in Los Angeles and Campanian Mafia Boss, Mateo Moretti-has made it their number one priority to seek revenge by travelling to Panama in hopes to find Mia's former profes...
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(Mia's Hideout) . . .
It's been about 4 days that I've been away from home. The night I left, I decided to drive an hour and a half away from the city up to a cozy cabin. I knew that if I went to my parent's place, that would probably be the first place that Mateo goes to find me, and also I didn't want to involve them in our complicated mess.
What was I supposed to say? "Oh yeah, by the way mom and dad; I'm crashing at your place for a bit because I'm pregnant and Mateo doesn't want our unborn child"?.. Yeah that's not about to go well in my book, especially it'll get Mateo on my dad's bad side.
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"Yes mamma, I'm fine. Just went on a little spa retreat, that's all. Tell Mateo he doesn't have to worry." I said telling my mom on the phone.
I guess Mateo was trying to figure out where I was through my parents without having them freak out that I suddenly took off because him and I got into an argument.
I looked at my phone and seen the 32 missed calls and 12 voicemails that Mateo had left me. Along with the gazillion text messages. I wasn't really ready to go back just yet. I needed some time away from him. I was infuriated and upset with him.
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(Mateo's messages to Mia) . . .
I locked my phone and decided to go make myself something to eat.
"Hmm, what are we craving today little one?" I said rubbing my tummy and smiling.
I looked into the fridge and took out a few ingredients to make a sandwich. To be honest, I never put tomato slices in my sandwich because I find that disgusting, but for some reason I'm craving to have it in my sandwich. Yuck. As I set the ingredients out on the kitchen table, I went to grabbed the knife and started cutting my tomato into slices.
"Mia?" Called out a voice.
I was startled at the voice as I was cutting the tomato and cut my finger. I turned around and seen it was Mateo. But how? I felt the pain pulsing in my finger as my eyes widened.
"Oh my god Mia, you're bleeding." He said as he rushed over to my aid and inspected my finger. He walked me over to the sink and ran my finger under cold water. My eyes were still glued to his face.
"How?" I whispered, still looking at him. He smirked and then looked at me.
"The car." He stated.
"It has a tracking device." He continued.
"But why come now, if you knew where I was?" I questioned.
After cleaning my finger and grabbing the first aid kit, he took out a bandaid and silently without a word, wrapped it around my wounded finger.
"I guess I thought you'd need time for yourself. I knew that if I came to see you right away, it would've just made matters worse. It also gave me time to think about the fucked up shit I said to you." He said.
I looked down and held my stomach. I looked back up at Mateo. "Well I'm just letting you know Mateo, that I'm keeping this baby." I said.
"I know." He said.
"If you don't want anything to do with us, I understand." I continued.
He grabbed my face and looked at me with worry in his eyes. "No baby, I want everything to do with you—" he said. Then he sighed. He led me towards the kitchen table and sat me down.
"Look Mia, I know what I said to you that night was wrong and stupid of me, but I'm scared. For the first time I'm scared that I won't be a good enough father. I'm that I won't be able to protect them like a father should. I'm scared of the world our child will live in with the lives we lead. I'm also selfish, selfish that I want your love and attention on me. I'm trying to wrap my head around it all, but please give it some time. You have to help me. I'm sorry." He justified.
Hearing this sober from him, I feel like I need to understand his point of view. It is quite scary to become new parents, but also to bring a child into the world of Mafia. I wonder how my parents dealt with it. I cupped his face gently and smiled.
"Alright Mateo." I said. He smiled and hugged me.
Mateo's phone rang and he answered.
"What?" He answered with an angry look on his face.
"Fuck, I'm on my way." He said as he ended the call. I looked at him confused.
"What happened?" I asked.
"Donavan found out where we were hiding Ryder and broke him out." He said as he grabbed his things.
"Cardo and Axle are on their asses right now tailing them. I can catch up." He continued.
"I'm coming." I demanded.
"No way Mia. You're pregnant. I'm not about to put you and our baby through harms way." He said.
"No, I'm coming. Look, I'm scared as much as you right now. I don't know what the future holds for us and this child, but what I do know is that I want us to live without having to look over our shoulders everyday of our lives. We get rid of the problem together, then we're doing the most for our child to have a safer future." I stated. Mateo looked at me hesitantly.
"Alright let's go, BUT promise me that you will stay behind me every step of the way." He said.
I thought for a moment. I don't know if I can promise you that Mateo. I'm doing this for our child just as much as we are for us.
