Mafia's Obsession [18+]

15.

Ezio

I think I'll never understand how her mind works. From the first time I met her until now, her actions are always unpredictable. Her braincells are a fucking maze. Where she gets lost too, sometimes.

I know our start was already shaky, but fuck, I still don't anticipate her run away from me. Such an extreme move while recently we are being civil towards each other.

I am going mad because of her.

It's not even about the rejection she clearly showed, but the thought of losing her caused my chest ache. I've been tearing the city apart only to find her. I thought our enemies were kidnapping her for fucks sake.

These three days were really stressful. Things she did was beyond logic. She was using fake identity, even went too far quitting her job only to put distance between us. And worst of it all, this is happening right after our trip to Iceland.

She said she was overwhelmed, but hell, so was I. The length I go for this girl... I'm actually losing my sanity.

Franco finishes stitching the wound on my arm in which she stabbed me as Marco barges in with worried look. It's surely not for me. Fucker.

"Where's my sister?" he questions, looking around the room in wary.

None of their family knows about the stunt she pulled. Marco said something about not creating chaos and drama. So the Fioris are oblivious their daughter just went missing for three days.

"I took care of it." I reply simply, tired of unfamiliar emotions going through me. I don't know myself anymore these days.

Marco won't have any of it, of course, because he glares at me. "What do you mean you took care of it? I want to see her now." He demands.

I am already filled with rage before he steps into the room, so this act pisses me off more.

"No."

He takes angry large steps towards me. "I swear to God if you touch her—"

I rise from my seat so we are on eye level. "Go back to Italy, Marco." I say slowly. I have no patience left in me. Somehow I'm scared I'll do something I'll regret if anyone pushes my buttons further.

"Are you fucking serious right now?" he stares incredulously.

"It's an order." I grit.

"You have no right. She's my sister."

I get that he's worried, but I am still his boss. And Sofia, well, she's mine. Of course, I have the right.

I am fucking selfish, I know. But right now, I want her to myself. To focus on me. Marco can collect her when I am done with her. I just need to teach her a lesson first. A real one at that.

This girl has disrespected me, misinterpreting my kindness to walk all over me. Like hell I let it go. And I haven't even begun with the stabbing incident. If anyone did what she did, I would not put as much mercy on them.

"Don't protect her for her mistakes." I hiss, having enough of the conversation.

Sofia is an adult. She knows what she gets into the moment she crosses path with me. She knows the consequences of every action she takes. I have warned her multiple times.