The Mafia Rose

Chapter 8

Ivan's POV

I could not take my eye's off of Sofia this morning, she looked so fresh and radiant, not like most of the women I had woken up with. They all had panda eyes and smeared lipstick, come to think of it I don't know why I used to do what I did, none of them could compare to Sofia.

I had to leave her to talk to her father in his office, it was only about our next trip to New York. We are all going to be introduced to Dominic fiancee, none of us even know her name yet.

I was planning a very special evening for me and Sofia tonight, I wanted to cook for her and just spend sometime in her company. I never really cooked before only in a microwave but I know she loves lasagne and that ice cream from that shop in Firenze, so that is where I am heading to.

The flavours of ice cream this shop had were unbelievable, from key lime pie to Nutella this shop had them all. Which one do I get Sofia though?

"Excuse me, could I please get a tube of your Nutella and tiramisu please."

Everybody likes Nutella and Sofia's sweet tooth I'm sure will appreciate it.

Off to the market I go.

Sofia's nonna had given me a list of everything I needed to get, tomatoes, onions, parsley, the list went on and on and I don't have a clue where to start.

This is going to be a long ass day.

Sofia's POV

It is 4 o'clock and I'm sat here waiting for Pietro. I didn't really know how to feel about this, my feelings for Ivan are developing fast and I feel guilty about not telling anybody about meeting up with Pietro. I had to get a taxi here so nobody knew who I was seeing, if anybody did know I would be locked away never to see the light of day again and Ivan would probably never trust me again, which I really didn't want to happen.

"Sofia, you look wonderful."

I looked at myself trying to figure out how jeans and a plain white t-shirt made me look 'wonderful' .

"Pietro how are you?"

He came in a bit to close for my liking and kissed me on the cheek.

"I'm all the better for seeing you, now how are you amore?"

Why is he calling me 'love' ?

"I good thanks, but I'm uhh... not your amore anymore Pietro."

He just laughed it all off as if it was some joke to him, I didn't want him to think he could just walk back into my life. I didn't love him anymore, I wanted to be friends but nothing more.

"Bella, come sit down we have so much to talk about."

Why did I agree to this?

We spoke for about an hour, I made every attempt to finish the conversation but he keep coming back for more. I told him about Ivan but he just dismissed it and reminisced about our past together. He keep holding my hand, rubbing my arm, I had never felt so uncomfortable in my life.

I needed to get out of here now.

"Well thanks for to coffee Pietro but I really must go Ivan has planned something for this evening and I need to get ready."

I gave him a quick wave and turned to leave.

"Let me give you a lift back, I saw you came in a taxi and it will be quicker for you if I take you back."

Ohh no.

I smiled and gave him a nod.
Let's get this over with.

The drive home couldn't have finished quick enough. Again he was so touchy feely, trying to rub my leg, I squirmed and moved over the seat as far as I could.

"Well thanks for the ride."

I jumped out the car as quick as I could.

"Sofia wait!"

Now what?

I turned round and he came on to me like a leech, I screamed, I shouted, I punched and he wouldn't get off of me.

"You basterd!"

He stopped at the sound of Ivan's voice. Ivan pounced on Pietro like a lion, I don't think I had even seen my dad as angry as Ivan is now. Pietro face was soon a blood bath, dad and the others came running out, Dom pulled Ivan off and my dad lifted Pietro up by the scruff of his neck.

"Leave now."

And with that he was gone.

I stood frozen trying to process what just happened.

"Sofia are you okay?"

Ivan pulled me into his arms and I broke down, why did he do that?

Was it all just a ploy to make Ivan jealous?

I knew one thing, Ivan was the one I needed more than anything now, if he hadn't of come who knows what would have happened next.

I was sat in my room with mum, dad and my brother's. Mum was comforting me and dad, Dom and Gio were trying to work out what Pietro's motive is.

"What did he say to you amore?"

He was basically hitting on me the whole time. How do I say that to dad?

"He just reminisced about our past I told him about Ivan as well, I promise you I didn't lead him on."

Dad sat on my bed beside me and wrapped me in his arms.

"I know you didn't amore, I'm trying to work it all out, he wouldn't be so obvious if he only wanted you back."

Dom and Gio look at one another.

"You don't think this is all a game for him do you?" Dom said.

What sort of game is this? A game where you nearly get raped to your own driveway.

"He did swear on revenge for what we did to his father."

Dad let out a sigh and got up, I could tell from his posture he was worried.

"We will leave for New York tomorrow and we will leave some of the men here watching that slime ball Pietro."

Since when was we going to New York?

I had work to think about and I'm sure mum would have to get back to see Ben, whenever we go to New York we always end up staying for about a month.

"You know I can't just up and leave for New York Luca, I have Ben to think about."

My dad's lips twisted as soon as she motioned Ben, his love for mum was still very present, I don't think any women has ever come close to the way dad thought about mum.

"You go back to England, but only for a couple of day's because I need you in New York to meet Dominic's fiancee."

I don't know why they needed mum's approval so much? If Dom truly loved her mum would approve anyway.

"That's fine I just need to tell Ben what's going on face to face and I'll be on the first flight over, Sofia you will go with your father and the others."

Was she asking or was that an order?

"Yeah fine what ever, but you know I still have work as well."

They all just looked amongst each other, why didn't my work count? Ivan showed interest in what I do, so why can't they?

"We know but you can sort that out on the phone baby, family has to come first."

I need to get out before I get the whole family speech.

A loud crash of glass came from the kitchen followed by the shouting of Ivan and nonna.

What has he done now?