Shadows of control { Under Editing }

53. The ICU confession

Author's pov:

Sofia and Leo reached the hospital, their hearts pounding with worry. As soon as they got there, Sofia rushed towards the operating room, where she saw Alexander waiting anxiously. She rushed to him, and showered him with questions.
"How is he? Is he going to be okay? Are the doctors doing everything they can? Please tell me he's safe!"

Alexander, looking pale and worried, gently touched her shoulder.
"Sofia, calm down. He's strong. The doctors are doing their work. He'll be alright."
He tried to sound reassuring, but his voice was shaky.

Sofia sank into a chair, her knees trembling. Tears streamed down her face.

Leo, put his arm around her shoulders.
"He'll be okay, Sofia,"
he said softly.
"He's a fighter. He'll pull through."

But Sofia couldn't stop crying. The fear of losing Ansh was overwhelming.

Alexander, his face pale and drawn, turned to Leo. "Who were they?"

Leo clenched his jaw, his eyes hardening.
"The Romanos."

Alexander's eyes widened.
"But why the attack? All of a sudden?"

"When we were about to land in Italy..."
Leo growled, his voice thick with rage.
"The Italian mafias, particularly the Romanos, were dead set against us. They wanted to know our motive, but we didn't reveal it. Ansh manipulated the situation, otherwise, they could have taken advantage. Anyway, they took it."

"They gave him four days to finish his business and leave "

"Their men were watching his every move. At the airport, they spotted him with Sofia. Then they realized , that she was his weakness and his real motive for coming to Italy."

"They got their chance"

"This morning, they called him. They demanded him to leave Italy, or face the consequences. They accused him of betraying them by not revealing his true intentions, they thought there might be many other hidden intentions besides this."

"Then they threatened him by saying they would make Sofia pay for it. So he decided to leave today, but before he could make a move, they attacked.

"Fucking traitors."

Sofia, her sobs subsiding slightly, looked up at leo, her eyes widened with disbelief.
"Why? Why would he come here and risk his life for me? How could he be so... so stupid?"

Leo looked at her, his eyes filled with a mixture of anger and tenderness.
"Because he loves you, Sofia.
He would do anything to keep you safe."

Just then the operating room door swung open, and a weary-looking surgeon emerged, his face grim. Sofia bolted upright, her eyes wide with terror.

"Doctor,"
she gasped, her voice trembling,
"How is he? Is he out of danger?"

"He's my warrior. He'll fight. He has to.
I need to see him, doctor. Please"

The surgeon, a man with kind eyes, hesitated, his gaze avoiding hers.
"Mrs. Oberoi, the surgery was...complicated but successful. He suffered multiple gunshot wounds. If any other man had been in his place, they would have died on the spot. The bullets were... were incredibly powerful."

He paused, then added,
"But he's stable now. Out of danger. We're keeping him under observation, but he's... he's going to be okay."

Sofia sighed in relief, slumping against the wall. Leo gently shook her shoulder, his eyes filled with concern.

After a few hours, a nurse approached Sofia, her eyes filled with a mixture of sympathy and hope.
"You can go in now."
she said softly.

Sofia entered the ICU, her heart pounding with a mixture of anxiety and hope. She saw Ansh on the bed, still unconscious. She sat by the table beside him and took his hands in hers, tears welling up in her eyes.