𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

34

Giovanni

Sergio and Dario talk about whatever the fuck they're talking about, I don't know what it is because I stopped listening ten minutes ago as my mind wandered off.

The night with Mila replayed in my mind over and over like a broken record, I don't regret it, but I do wish I was more gentle with her, but after seeing another man's hands on her I couldn't help myself, I was angry and jealous.

Mila was fucking with my mind, she took over it, no matter how hard I try to stop I can't stop fucking thinking of her and how much I want her, how much I need her.

I was going crazy, I didn't even think twice before killing the asshole she called her ex, any man that put his hands on a woman deserved death, and even worse in my eyes, may the fucker rot in hell for all I care, I'll meet him there.

He put her in danger and he put my children in danger, that was still really weird to say by the way, but I fucking love it, my kids, my children.

When I told Sergio he was ecstatic and was honestly the only other person surprised, Dario looked at me like I was a fucking idiot for not realizing it sooner but I didn't see him opening his mouth to voice his suspicions when I didn't know shit.

My mom knew from the day they moved in, mothers intuition as she called her, I made sure to tell her to not mention it to my father, the asshole only knows how to turn something food into something bad and she fully agreed, plus I don't think Mila wants him to have anything to do with our children.

Our children fucking love me by the way, and the other way around, if I didn't miss five years of their life I'd be the favorite parent, but I'll let Mila have the title, she worked hard for it and she earned it, I still feel like I have to earn my title though Mila says I already have.

Mila was an amazing mother to the kids, and I found it amazing, I'm grateful she agreed to this marriage because I couldn't imagine doing it with anyone else, fake or not, Mila was meant to be mine, even if I'm going to have to prove it to her.

My mind wonders about the night in Mexico and my pants tighten as my cock begins to harden, I imagine her yelling out my name as she took my cock so nicely.

"Gio!" Serge shouts and I break away from my trance and stare at the fuck face who stares at me like I just grew two heads.

"What the fuck do you want?" I curse and he rolls his eyes at that.

"What the hell are you daydreaming about, we have work to do!"

"Since when are you so serious about work," Dario says as he types away on his laptop.

"Since we're this close to finding Blaze and I can blow the brains out of that fuckers head," Sergio says and I raise a brow.

"Not before Rory gets to him," I tell him, I don't know the history between Rory and Blaze but I know she despised him and couldn't wait any longer before she could kill him and watch him die slowly. "Okay, what are the updates," I ask and Dario types something on his computer.

"We know where he is, but it's almost too easy, it's like he wants us to find him," Dario says.

"I'll take that risk," Serg says and I give him a blank stare to which he rolls his eyes as he plops down on the couch next to his brother. "He wants us there we'll walk in with our fucking heads held high."

Dario knocks on Sergio's head and Serge slaps his hand away. "Ow what the hell?" He rubs his head.

"Just checking if your head has gone fucking hollow, are you an idiot?" Dario asks his brother who stares at him with a frown.

"We're not walking into that trap, while he's busy trying to trap us I have Rory out stealing his weapon shipment," I tell them. "Serge you join her, please don't fuck this up," I tell him and he stands up and salutes me.

"Aye aye caption."

Why the fuck is he saluting

"Why the fuck are you sa- you know what, just go," I say pointing to the door, he chuckles as he does as I say.

"I'll keep eyes on him, make sure we don't lose him again, if he tries something, we'll know," Dario tells me and I nod as he gets out of my office.

I crack my fingers as my phone rings on my desk picking it up I notice it's Ivan, I roll my eyes as I answer the call. "Giovanni my friend," he says and I roll my eyes, the last time I talked to this fucker I wanted to rip his throat out for the way he talked to me, if it wasn't for the alliance he wouldn't have ever thought to speak to me the way he did. "How are you?"

His thick accent pisses me off as I hear it through the phone, I roll my neck to release tension. "I'm fine, and you?"

"Ah I'm great, I called you the other day, I wanted to discuss some things with you but I couldn't reach you, are you free to talk?" I lean back in my chair as my tongue runs over my teeth, grabbing the whiskey that sat on my desk I bring it to my lips taking a sip.

The smooth liquid travels down my throat as I reply. "Momentarily, talk."

He chuckles. "I wanted to invite you to dinner, we have some things to discuss, bring someone... my wife will be hosting." I roll my eyes, he tries to make it sound like an invitation but we both know that I couldn't say no even if I wanted to, this was more than a dinner.

"I'll have to free up my schedule, when is it?" I ask.

"On Friday."

"I'll see you Friday then," I say as I take a swig of my drink downing it all.

I hung up the phone before he could reply, shoving it into my pocket, the kids went to sleep about an hour ago, not before I got to tell them goodnight.

Walking into my room I shut the door, the room seeming so empty now that Mila lives with me, when she's not sleeping in here with me it feels so empty, which is weird because I haven't taken anything out.

I get in the shower and brush my teeth before changing into a white tee and some sweatpants, getting into bed I run my hands through my hair as my mind wanders off and is back on Mila.

I told you she's fucking with my head, no matter what my mind always tracks back to her, someone knocks on my door, and before I say anything I get up.

Ever since Mila arrived I've made sure to be careful what I say, making sure I don't accidentally shout at her or one of the kids, I opened the door and saw my favorite curly-headed blonde, I felt like smiling but I didn't. "Everything okay?" I ask and she nods as she walks in the room.

I shut the door behind her. "I don't want to be alone." She tells me and I nod as I get back in bed, this time with her by my side, and the room feels filled again.

I inhale a whiff of her green apple shampoo that I can faintly smell in her hair and I smile at that.

When I look down at Mila's figure I smirk as she scoots in closer to me, I slowly wrap my arms around her, and she tenses for a second. "Okay?" I ask and I feel her nod against me as I pull her in closer against my chest.

She visibly relaxed as her hands lay on my chest. "Goodnight Gio." She says.

I kiss her forehead. "Goodnight, princess."