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Mila

As Gio checks the peephole, he rolls his eyes as he opens the door. "I should blow your fucking head off, why are you banging my door?" I roll my eyes as Marco, Gio's dad walks into the house.

This fucking asshole.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Marco says as he walks into the house, Gio rolls his eyes as he shuts the door, following his father into the house. "Do you think I am an idiot?" He says sounding pissed off.

"Would you keep it down, I just put the kids to bed," I tell him and he glares at me, my brows furrowed as he stares at me as if my mere presence was irritating him.

"You have some fucking nerve." Marco scoffs. What the hell was this man talking about?

"And you... I should fucking kill you." Gio stares at his father with a blank face as if he's heard that threat over a thousand times, he tucks his gun back into his waistband.

"What the hell do you want," Gio says.

"I'm tired of this family, the one that I fucking CREATED! treating me like I'm a fucking idiot." We both stare at him, confused as fuck. "I know the kids are fucking yours, did you seriously think you could hide this from me... seriously?" Marco laughs and my heart drops.

No... I didn't want him to find out about that, I looked at Gio whose brows were creased in confusion.

"What! Did you honestly think I wouldn't find out?" Marco shouts my fists clench at my sides in anger. "You asshole," he chuckles.

"Who told you? Ma?" Gio asks. Marco looked offended at that.

"Did that bitch know? You all kept this from me? ME?" He shouts. "You're lucky, I don't kill you all." He seethes.

My face cringes, this dude needed some phycological help, he was fucking losing it in front of me.

"And when the fuck..." he looks at me, and then looks at his son... and slowly looks back to me. He begins huffing... and I mean literally huffing and puffing, the sight alone scaring me."Did you know the whole time?"

"Get the fuck out," Gio says.

"You're claiming the boy as your heir, you don't have a fucking choice, I was starting to think we'd have to get that idiot Luca to take over for you, but now we don't have to." Marco smiles evilly.

"He will do no such thing!" I shout.

"Puttana," Marco shouts as he raises his hand I flinch as I wait for his back slap to my hip, when it doesn't I open my eyes to see Gio grabbing Marcos's wrist, squeezing it. "You know the deal when you signed the marriage contract!" Marco shouts before shouting in pain as Gio twists his arm. [whore]

"Raise your hand to my wife again, I'll fucking kill you." Gio twists Marcos's arm again causing him to shout in pain. "And watch your fucking mouth when speaking to her.

I stay in the kitchen as Gio drags his father out of the house.

I let out a shaky breath when I hear the front door close, he walks over to me and I sigh. "This is too much Gio..."

"I'm sorry," he tells me and I shake my head as my eyes begin to water, he grabs my head putting it against his chest, I take a deep breath In and relax, his hands running up and down the length of my arms. "Are you okay?" He asks.

I nod as my eyes shut tightly. "What are we going to do?"

"We're not doing shit, I'll kill him if he tries anything." I release a deep breath.

I somehow had no problem with that.

-

I try to get my mind off of Marco but as the day goes on I can't help but feel like an idiot, one for not realizing something like this would happen, and another part of me just felt pissed off at the fact that Marco can waltz in here and start barking out orders.

It's been a few days since that night and we haven't heard anything from him, I think Gio might have had something to do with it but I didn't ask.

Sergio and Dario have been coming over more along with Rory, who I've grown pretty close with, she was a cool girl and the kids loved her, especially Isa who has started to idolize her coolness.

Also, Gio has made it Rory's job to train me instead of him, which I was more than happy with, training with Gio is hell and Rory just made it a bit easier.

We were in the training room now and Rory was showing me some tricks.

"Here try this." Rory grabs one of the knives on a tray and positions herself in front of the targets.

She throws the knife with ease and makes it perfectly into the bull's eye. "Woah," I say and she smiles.

"Knives are my specialty, don't stress it if you don't get it first try." She tells me and I nod grabbing a knife and positioning myself in front of another target.

I threw the knife thinking I was going to miss it but surprisingly I got it pretty close, nothing near the bullseye but at least it was inside. "That's not bad." Rory smiles.

She shows me how to hold the knife and how to flick it, she tells me to always look where I want the knife to go. "Try it again." She says as she grabs another knife handing it to me I nod as I position myself just as she told me.

Adjusting my knife and looking at the bull's eye and toss the knife. "You're a natural!" She claps as she walks over to the targets pulling all three knives out, the door behind me opens and Sergio walks in. "Soon, you'll know how to do this." She says and I watch as three knives fly in his direction.

One lands just above his head, the other goes through his shirt on one shoulder pinning him to the wall, and the last one on his other shoulder, through his shirt, missing his skin by barely an inch.

"What the hell!" Sergio shouts and I laugh as he pulls the knives off of his shirt and tosses them at her which she catches with ease. "You almost took my head off!" He says to which she shrugs and puts the knives down.

"Don't be dramatic, I almost stabbed you in the brain, your head would still be intact." She says causing me to laugh.

"How's training?" Serge asks me.

"Much better than when training with Gio," I say as I point to my face. "No bruises on my nose!" Serge laughs at that as he opens the door for us to let us out of the basement.

I walk into the living room where the kids are doing a puzzle with Victoria. "Hey guys." I smile, they got back from school while I was training.

I look around the room and walk into the kitchen where Gio is leaning on the counter with a glass in his hand, and in the other, he's holding his phone up to his ear.

I grab the drink out of his hand tasting it. I cringe as I taste the alcohol.

I grab a drink out of the fridge and lean against it as I wait for him to finish his call. "How was training." He says as he puts his phone into his pocket.

"I learned how to throw a knife," I tell him and he nods. "I'm sure that's enough training for me."

He raises a brow and I roll my eyes.

He gets another call and answers it. "Where?" That is all he says and I look up at him as his tone sounds very serious, my brows furrowed. "We're on our way."

"What's going on?"

"I've got to go," he says before he shouts for Sergio. "I'll be back." He tells me and I nod as he leaves the house with Sergio.

"What's that all about?" Victoria asks and I shrug as I finish my drink.

A/N

Idk how I feel about this chapter 😣

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