Holden Sterling: The Sterling Brothers Billionaire Saga BWWM Book 1

Episode 87: Ending this shit! Part 2

Salvador's POV

It's been three weeks and I am now in Italy, and yes I will be staying here for a bit. I know Holden Sterling is trying to figure out if I have left Evergreen Valley or if I am back in New York. I left some of my men in Evergreen Valley to keep an eye out on things. I know my men have reported back to me that things are pretty quiet with the Sterlings. None of them have seen them at all. Which is strange, because they are the most well known family in Evergreen Valley.

My mind and thoughts go back to Eriola, she is fucking pregnant by that motherfucker. I can't believe it. That two bit fucker stepped in and stole my woman. She wasn't officially my woman yet, but in my mind, she was mine. The Amalfi Coast of Italy stretched out before me, its rolling hills and lively colors creating a breathtaking sight. I couldn't help but envision her standing next to me, fitting seamlessly into this idyllic setting. The golden sunlight would only enhance her beauty, making her shine even brighter in this picturesque landscape.

The sounds of distant church bells and bustling streets filled the air, adding to the romantic atmosphere. My heart swelled at the thought of exploring this beautiful country with her by my side. I have a deep love for my country, but at this moment, I am consumed with anger towards Holden Sterling. My emotions are so intense that I feel an urge to harm him.

The sturdy balcony of my opulent villa provided a stunning view of the surrounding landscape. As I stood there, taking in the beauty and grandeur, I heard the heavy door to my office shut behind me. The voice of my son, full of youthful energy and anticipation, echoed through the room.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out a cigar, expertly cutting and lighting it before settling into a plush armchair on the balcony. The smoke from the cigar curled around me, calming my nerves as I prepared for what was to come.

"Father! Are you out here?" My son's voice called out again, filled with excitement.

"I am, son," I replied, taking another puff of my cigar to steady myself. The scent of rich tobacco mingled with the fresh air, creating a sense of tranquility and indulgence.

I listened to the sound of his steps as he made his way towards the balcony where I was. Natale joined me on the plush couch, admiring the view of the coast with me.

My son's trembling voice broke into my thoughts as he spoke about the Sterlings. "Father, guess what? I found out that they're in Paris." I set down my cigar on the ashtray and turned to face him, feeling a surge of adrenaline at the mention of Eriola and Holden Sterling being so close. They were almost on my turf, under my watchful eye. The thought alone made me seethe with rage...and excitement.

I inquired, "What is their purpose for being in Paris?" I hoped he would give me a straightforward answer.

His gaze locked with mine, fear evident in his eyes. "Listen, Father," he spoke hesitantly, "One of my team members has been keeping an eye on their movements. That's why we haven't heard from them. It's hard to believe, but they were right under our noses this entire time. For the past two weeks, they've been hiding out in Paris. We even have their exact location. Tomorrow, Holden and Eriola are planning to tie the knot at a small chapel down town." He paused before asking, "What is our plan of action?" His youthful features showed a hint of worry.

A wicked grin etched onto my face. "What do you think?" I pulled the cigar back into my mouth, taking a long drag and letting out a stream of smoke towards the vast expanse of the Italian coastline. "I'm going to take back what's mine."

My eyes lingered on the horizon, watching as a luxury yacht inched its way across the sparkling waters. I imagined her there, her belly rounding with his child. God, it made my blood run cold... and hot with rage at the same time. The thought of him touching her - tainting her perfection - gnawed at me from within.