~ what do you see in him?....
Everything you don't ~
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All Celandine's father wanted was to protect his beloved daughter. Even if it meant sending her away...
Little did he know, his daughter will fall i...
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Finally.
This morning I received a text from Pavlov. After four months. Two for him to get out of the hospital.one and a half for him to decently form coherent words and muscle therapy and shit. And the rest just him getting on my nerves while refusing to sign.
But the day has come.
He signed them. For the tenth percent. Questo maldito.
As I walked into this club della spazzatura (trash club) for a second time unfortunately.
I noticed some security position around. They weren't here before... he must be really paranoid.
"Took you long enough" my tone calm as I assess his state. He's brutto (ugly) the scar seem to began to heal. Good . He shoot me I should've kill him. That would've brings me too much trouble.
And all I wanted was to go back to my Tesoro.
He takes a deep breath and extended his hand. I stop on my track and raise a brow. He's shaking. Eccellente (excellent)
"I have signed them, for the tenth percent..." Even his voice changed a little. More annoying.
"We will make business with Don Severino as planed" he coughed. Gross
I take the papers from his hand, they're signed. Good. I turn on my heel and head to the exit.
"I'm sorry for shooting you diavolo..."
Oh, he's apologizing for that? Interesting...
"Don't be... if you have met diavolo" I pause "you wouldn't be alive"
With that I close the door and left.
Finally I could go back to my Angel.
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"Capo" Franco greets me as I get down of the plane. And goes to open the door of the suv.
I notice him tense. As he drives, his hands squeezed the steering wheel, knuckles turning white from the force.
"Dillo" (say it)
He sighs casting me a glance then eyes back on the road.
"She's unwell" his voice shaky. That unusual of him.
"Cosa le è successo " ( what happened to her) A bit of panic settle on me.
"Nothing" the fuck? "She's gotten some news"
"What kind of news?" I pry. Why the fuck is he not saying anything? " just say it Franco" I was getting impatient.
Franco takes a deep breath " Elena show up at the casino two weeks ago and claims she has birthed your child"
Che cazzo. Un bambino (the fuck/ a child)
It can't be.
"Severino has demanded a paternity test, she has refused, said we were treating her like a puttana, she said she'll do it when you came back"
It can't be mine.
"Where is she now?" I have to know. She can't be close to mío amore. Cazzo.
"Don set her up at the penthouse in the hotel, her and the child are staying there, patrol twenty four seven"
Good.
"They are not allowed to leave either "
"That's good..." I mumbled "who else is aware of this...situation" we can't have a rumor like this, fuck. A bastard is the last thing I need right now.
Il mío amore, she must be devastated. Cazzo.
We've talked about children, well she did most of the talking and I listened to her rambling about wanting a family, she even wishes to have just two, gender didn't matter.
A family of four, an equal number. Her only wish was for them to Be healthy and have my eyes.
Porcamiseria. (Bloody hell)
The rest of the drive was silent.
I stepped into the foyer. "Welcome home capo" Apollos voice came from the side, he opened the door for me. Weird.
He has that look. The look he gives me when things get messy. "She's on the kitchen, pane alcioccolato night" he knew what I was going to ask.
"Give this to Severino" I hand him the paperwork and head to the kitchen.
"Wait why's there blood on it?" I didn't answer him.
As I enter the kitchen there she stood by the kitchen island cleaning the mess of flour off the counter. Catalina was by the stove.
Il mioangelo look tired, little bags under her eyes, sad.
"Amore"
Her head snapped to my direction, shock evident.
Her eyes filled with tears. The next second, she runs across the kitchen and jumps into my arms.
Encircling my arms around her, she nuzzled her face on the crook of my neck. Her grip tightened while she sniffled.
She's hurt, and it's my fault. Again.
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