𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

49

Giovanni

"Where is my wife!" I shout as I enter the kitchen where all of the staff gathered, none of them answered me and I begin to grow irritated and more worried by the second.

When I woke up this morning to Mila and the kids gone, bags packed and gone, I was freaking the fuck out, none of my calls or messages were going through to her indicated she either turned her phone off or threw it out, she left willingly.

I should've known from the way she was acting yesterday that something was up with her but I was too fucking busy drinking my fucking life away while she was deciding to take the kids and leave me without a single fucking goodbye.

My mind raced over the events of last night, she did seem off and upset, but she swore everything was fine I knew something was off, that last kiss she gave me wasn't like our usual kisses, it was slow and it was fucking heartbreaking.

It felt like that kiss, was our goodbye. And I just couldn't fucking live with that, I needed her back or I was going to lose my shit.

"Sir we haven't seen or heard anything about them since yesterday.." someone says.

"This isn't like Mila, she would tell me if something was going on but none of my calls are going through." Victoria cries as she sits on the island.

I knew it was bad, she didn't even tell Victoria about this, and she is one of the very few people Mila trusts, my heart is racing as I begin to pace the room, running my hands through my hair I look up at Victoria.

"Get Dario here," I tell her and she nods as she pulls out her phone and behinds to call him I storm into my office but I can't sit still, I pace the room for about half an hour before Serge and Dario storm in.

"We heard what happened, I just can't believe it. I'm sorry man." Serge says as his hand rubs my shoulder as a sad look takes over his features and I shrug him off aggressively.

"She fucking ran away not died! Get the fuck off of me!" I shout before I feel the tiniest bit of regret, I know I shouldn't be taking my anger out on him, he's just trying to help but right now my head isn't in the right place. "We need to fucking find them."

"Easy, we're going to find them," Dario says. "Don't take your anger out on Serge he is just trying to help." Dario defends his brother as he pulls out his laptop takes a seat on the couch and begins doing his magic, he begins typing away at the computer and the more he searches the more anxious I grow.

I run my hands through my hair. "Thanks for defending me, brother." Sergio smiled like an idiot at his brother before looking back at me, I was a bit relieved to see that my words didn't affect him too much.

"I know, I'm sorry." I apologize to my idiot best friend who looks at me like I'm the devil who fed an orphan.

"You just apologized! Did you hear that Dar?" He says excitedly and I glare at him when he notices he sobers up. "Sorry, not the time. But I will circle back." He says as he takes a seat next to his brother.

"She's untraceable as of right now man... I'm sorry." Dario says as he looks up from his screen.

"Fuck!" I shout, she was smart and knew how to not be traced, she hid for five years and she could do it again, even with the high-tech team I have.

"We will find her."

"Yeah we will," Sergio says but there is a bit of hesitation in his voice as he says. "But maybe we should... give her some space?" He says the last part cautiously and I feel my irritation pick up at the words as I sigh.

"I can't do that," I tell him.

"Why not? She left for a reason... maybe you should give her some time before dragging her back into this world, you did just promise your 5-year-old son your whole legacy."

"This isn't my legacy. It's my father's." I seethe.

"And it was forced upon you... kinda like how it's going to be with Cade, hell I'd run away too." Sergio had a point but it didn't make me feel better.

I can't live without them, fuck I could barely live without her, five years without the woman I so badly craved like a recovering drug addict, the woman who lived in my mind rent-free for five years after one night together, the woman who I've loved for god knows how long, I've never felt love until she came into my life, and she had to bring along two kids with her to share that love with.

And I have never fucking loved something more.

"Sometimes you have to let go of the things you love," Sergio says and I look up at him, and I'm sure he can see the hurt in my eyes. "At least for a little while." He finishes.

My heart breaks.

"For once I have to agree with my idiot brother, maybe you should give her some space."

I slump down on my chair and run my fingers through my hair as I let out a shaky breath. "I just don't know if I can do that," I admit.

I honestly think I'd break living without them.

"Then make it possible," Serge says.

My brows furrow at that. "I mean them being here, with you... without all other complications, give her a home where she can be safe and secure and not have to lose sleep worrying about what life she and her kids were dragged into."

"When you're not being a complete idiot, your brains function brother."

"Seeing as that's probably one of the nicest things you've ever said to me, I'll take the compliment." Serge smiles brightly.

"I don't know how to do that. I don't know how to be safe for them."

"Do you love them?" Serge asks.

"With my whole fucking existence."

"Then you'll figure it out, your father thinks he has this whole thing under his control, but there are even some loops he doesn't know about," Dario says as he raises a brow, and that piqued my interest. "I'll look through some files and I'll come back to you, for now... try not to kill yourself." He says as he leaves the room Serge following closely after him.

I reach under my desk into the mini fridge and pull out a bottle of whiskey, I don't even reach for a glass as I take a swig straight from the bottle.