Loving Steele (First book in Rivers series)

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Storm's POV:

"Hey Georgie." Ace said to Georgina as she emerged backstage wiping the white substance from her mouth which I am guessing contained little children floating around waiting to latch onto a woman's eggs.

"What can I do for you?" She asked sitting at her vanity fluffing her hair.

"We got a new girl. She likes the rich men." He said and she laughed.

"Who doesn't? How old is she?"

"Twenty six." I answered.

"Alright where is she?" She asked. We walked her back to the lounge and brought her in to Tiffany. Ace let her up as Georgina inspected her.

"She's got big tits but a small ass...She should do." She said and Tiffany stood mortified. I could only chuckle at her reaction.

"Tiffany is it? Let's get you geared up." Georgina said beckoning her to follow.

"Geared up for what?" She asked as their voices disappeared down the hallway.

There was a knock on the door and I turned to a man with dark hair.

"Storm?" He asked.

"Uhm yes can I help you?" I asked.

"Andrew." He said and I glanced at Ace who had his mouth wide.

"Ace...or Steele?" He asked and Ace's surprised look turned to a cold glare.

"Steele." He said angrily. Andrew sighed and I walked past them to shut the door. I instantly heard yelling and things being broken. I squealed turning and bumping into someone. I looked up into the bruised eyes of Massimo. I gasped as he pulled out his gun. With my hand on the knob I swung the door open and ran inside.

"Ace!" I screamed and I heard a loud gunshot.

Ace's POV:

"You asshole you don't deserve to be here!" I yelled breaking the end table.

"There was no need to do that, son." He chided.

"Don't you dare call me that! You have no right!" I yelled. The door swung open and a frantic Storm ran in.

"Ace!" She screamed terrified. A loud gunshot ran out and I instinctively ducked down. I shut my eyes and looked up to see Storm laying face first on the ground with blood pouring from her shoulder.

"Storm!" I yelled, the ringing still in my ears. I pulled out my gun seeing Massimo in the door way and both my dad and I fired away until he had at least nine bullet holes in his chest and a final one in the middle of his forehead.

"Get Blake!" I ordered. We couldn't call 911 and have cops swarming the place. We had an inside source at the hospital who allowed us to come in through the back. I took off the dress shirt I was wearing and hesitantly turned her over and wrapped the material around her wound. She was dazed and stared at me and I told her everything would be okay. Blake came in and rushed to get the car as we loaded her in the backseat.

"Man she is losing a lot of blood." Brandon said nervously.

"Blake drive faster!" I yelled and he sped up. We pulled in back as Blake had already called ahead. His friend Chance and a couple of his colleagues were waiting with a stretcher. We paid extra for him to help us, it was corrupted but we are the mafia; deal with it.

I laid her on the stretcher as they ran inside. He put a light over her wound and looked inside.

"The bullet did not go all the way through. She probably passed out due to the pain." Chance informed. He gazed into the wound and ordered for tweezers as he went in and pulled out a single silver bullet.

"The muscle will heal altogether so I am just going to stitch this up. She is going to be sore and a little woozy from losing blood but she is going to be perfectly fine." He assured. I nodded in relief as he pulled out thread and a needle and began stitching her up. Once finished he bandaged her shoulder and placed her arm in a sling. He let her rest and put her on an IV and a heart monitor.

I sat beside her studying her relaxed face as she slept. Brandon came back later with millions of stuffed animals and balloons that read "Get Well Soon" on them.

"Is she going to die?" He sobbed.

"No you idiot." I chuckled and he sighed in relief.

"Thank God, because I actually enjoy her company a lot." He admitted and I rolled my eyes laughing.

"She will be just fine." I murmured studying her face.