Cruel love

Chapter 22 Enzo

Dante showed me a photo. The photo showed Barbara in blonde and short hair, she was walking in a street unaware that someone was clicking a picture.
My heart was awakened suddenly. My lungs started inspiring the air, it felt like my body started doing its bodily functions which were ceased for 6 months. She had changed her look. She dyed her hair blonde and cut them short. I liked her black and long hair better but she was there.

Dante spoke and put me out of my thoughts "our men found her in Poland, they would bring her back. They will kidnap her in the afternoon and fly her back, she will be here by tomorrow morning".
I ordered Dante "No, don't do that, tell our men to keep a close eye on her from afar". Dante's eyebrows scrunch in confusion. Hewas about to say something but I said "I will go to her".

He didn't say anything. I mean it's not like he could order me against it. I am his capo I order him to do things, it's not the other way around. But he had always shown his disapproval clearly in the past regarding anything, although he complies with my orders always whether he likes it or not. But this time he didn't even show his disapproval. I guess he is happy I will be gone and he will get to spend a day away from me.

I texted someone to arrange my jet. I have to take a flight to Poland.

I was so impatient during the whole flight. I kept on checking my watch for the time of departure. When I landed and sat in a car the driver took me straight to her town. I met one of my men who told me she would be working on some dinner now. I decided to wait for her in her house. I told him to keep an eye on her until she is back at her house. He also told me her siblings are in the house next door they spent their evenings there until she returned home.
But he didn't mention anything about Robert when I asked him. He told me she lives with her siblings. There is no one else living with them.
I nodded and ordered him just to follow her.

I went to her house. I looked at the small space and waited for her on the couch in the dark.

She opened the door and closed it immediately, she was panting. when I saw her I couldn't believe it, am I dreaming? The possibility of the whole scenario to be a dream is very high. I imagine her every time. Drinking helped with it, after drinking I could feel her presence and the pain of her absence faded. This could be a dream, she very much could be fake. But I still want to live it even if it is a dream because she is here by my side in it.

She looks so beautiful like always. My heart always skipped a beat when I looked at her. She is an angel and I am a devil and I know I don't deserve her. She is too good, too pure, too innocent. But I want her, I will have her anyway. I had her once and lost her, but now I won't let her go. I won't let her away from my eyes. I just couldn't live without her, she is a drug and I am an addict.

What the hell is she saying rape her, I didn't even force her to do anything with me without her wish. I would never touch a woman without her consent. Many men in my world would think and do otherwise. But I don't, rape was a big no no for me. How could she even say that. How could she think like that about me.

Fury ran through my blood and I kicked the table. She covered her face and shrunk in her place. Does she think that I am going to hit her. My anger took another level. She thinks of me so low. I couldn't control it, I think my blood vessels will explode from the anger.
I just couldn't hold my emotions anymore so I walked out of her house. Fear I would break her whole house with the anger I walked past her and she flinched, she f*cking flinched in response. I left the house. And closed the door behind me.

I kept a cigarette between my mouth and lit it. I took a long drag from it just to clear my mind to let some of the anger fade away in the smoke. I watch the smoke fading in the night sky.