My Spanish Love

chapter 51

Chapter by syaminhazam

My eyes still locked with his . All sort of emotion overwhelmed me. Starting with happy to see him in flesh standing in front of me. Then it changed to the overwhelming feeling of missing him.

My fingers frantically touches his features as he hugged me away. Then it downed to me that i am not on Spain, i am back in Italy.

Italy, the soil which Gio stepped with pride and acknowledge him like he is the king. I stepped away from the very person my eyes search even in dream. His name has been on the tip of my tongue all these while.

“Marcel, you must go away. He is dangerous,” i said pushing his chest while my eyes looking out for Marco, the bodyguard.

His hand cupped my cheek, brushing the side lovely. “I know my love, but let me see you a while more,” he kissed my forehead.

A single tear escaped my eyes. Fear is gripping and tugging my heart but his warm touch makes me feel safe, unlike Gio’s cold fingers.
“Marcel,”

“Shh,” his finger on my lip shut my mouth. At this moment i forgot everything. The danger of seeing together with him vanishes in thin air. I forget about Gio ‘s threat and also the man that he employed as my bodyguard.

Marcel eyes looks around as he grabbed my hand in his.

“We must run from here,” his thumb circles of my hand.

“How?, his man is everywhere,” i told the fact to him.

“I will find a way. You just need to see me this time again tomorrow, i will change my disguise.. but you need to come to this shop okay,” he said staring deep into my eyes.

“ how do i recognize you?” i asked as he said that he will change his look, not the old man look anymore.

“you will my love. Like you did today” he smiled.

His smiles vanishes as he puts on his black sunglases on.

“please help me cross the road dear, the road is so busy for old man like me,” Marcel coughed and bend his body down abit.

“ Madam, i was looking for you,”

Now i understand his behaviour. I smiled back at him at turned my body facing Marco.

“I am just walking, not running Marco. Can you be a dear and help me to signal down the cars to stop?” i look at Marco sweetly.

“Why?” his brow creases.

“This old man need help to cross the road, i will hold him and you stop the car,” without waiting for Marco answer, i cupped Marcel shoulder and help him to cross the road.

I can hear Marco grunts behind me, but i ignored him and walk with Marcel, the old man now. Marco joined later stopping the car as instructed.

“Thank you dear, may your wish come true,” Marcel coughed and patted my hand.

After that, i fell so light that i run towards Loretta smiling and screaming. There still hope for me to be with Marcel again. It seems bleak now, but somehow there is still light at the end of the tunnel, right?.

I was humming happy tune and dancing in the room when Gio crept in slowly. I was so happy that i didnt notice him opening the room door.

“so the news is true?” his voice startled me and my feet stopping dancing.

“What  news?” i asked him stuttering. What doea he mean?. He didnt get any news on Marcel, right?

My heart pounding behind my cheat. I keep on praying that he doesnt know about Marcel. The room suddenly felt hot as he slowly walks towards me like a predator.

“Loretta told me that you went out and your mood changed like whole other direction,” he said pushing a strand of my hair back.

“looking at you now, dancing and singing, it means that it is true” he said kissing my forehead.

“fresh air changes people mood Gio,” i told him smiling.

He  looks at me, grinning. Both his hand now in his pocket. “if it makes my queen happy... then you can go out again tomorrow,” he said while walking to the bathroom.

“What?” i said almost yelled.

Did i hear it right?. He is allowing me to the park again tomorrow.

I ran to him, grabbing his shoulder. My eyea wide as wide as my smile. Happy if what i heard was true.

“Yes, Marco said you behaved good.. and you are happy .. so you can go again tomorrow”

I was so happy. No word can describe it. I was so happy that i kissed Gip face as he giggled.

“ Anything to make you happy,” he said pecking my lip.

It is not the fresh air that changed my mood today Gio, but still i have to thank him.

The next morning i woke up to the sound of bird chirping outside the window. It has a blue soft feather with a little freckle of yellow on its beal and tail.

After  having lunch, me, Loretta and Marco stepped out of the house. The sunny weather is just like a mirror of my mood today, shiny and bright.

Marco was a bit hesitant a while ago. Loretta then reminded him of Gio’s order to take me oit again today.
As we sat down on the soft grass, my eyes wandered, looking around for Marcel. I still couldn’t find him.

“Marco, i want to go away awhile, no worries i will come back” i told him a while later.

He nodded. Yesterday might make him trust me. I did came back right?.

As i entered the shop, i saw a man with a cap and a moustache. A camera was hanging on his neck. He has this brown curly hair that reminded me of the people in 80’s.

When our gaze met, he nodded.
“where did you get all this accessories?”  i asked him amazed with his disguise.

“I cant be looking the same everyday” he said as his hand holding a brochure on Italy. Places of tourist interest.

“Bob gave me this anyway “ he said as he walk on the next aisle.

“ what is your plan Marcel?” i ask him impatiently.

“The best plan according to Bob is to buy time, to make him trust you enough to let you loose,” he looked around. Looking for people who might be hearing us.

Taking a magazine on women and fashion i sauntered over. Standing facing away from him.

Marcel was murmuring something that was inaudible to me hearing.

“I am gaining his trust Marcel,” i told him.

“ Then, we need to take him away from our way,” he said lowering his voice.

“What do you mean by that Marcel?, taking him away?” i turned my body facing him.

I know what he meant. I lived in Gio world long enough to understand that. My ears ringing.

“He is the father of my son,” i poked his chest. I dont love Gio. Not anymore. However, he was the first man that i loved. The first man i gave my heart to. That man was once my husband. I did betray him, but i didnt kill him. Nor i will agree with Marcel plan.

Marcel gaze hardens. His teeth clenched. Grabbing my hand he shoved mw towards the counter and paid for the magazine that i was holding.

Once paid, he dragged me outside. To the back of the shop. The place is hidden from prying eyes.

“Do you love him?” he hissed clutching my arm.

“No, but he is Leo father and whatever the man is, we cant kill him,” i yelled.

Marcel took out the fake hair and throw it away. “then tell me, how do we get away from here without him following us back?” he gritted his teeth.

“i realized one thing last night Marcel. He is a Mafia, but yesterday when he saw me happy, he was happy too” i stand rubbing my hand together.

True, yesterday his face lights up when he saw me smiling and kissing him. Today morning he woke up without being grumpy. I saw some new light flickered behind his eyes. He may means when he say that he is happy when i am.

However, Marcel is also right on his point of view. Gio wont let us live happily. He will come back trailing, haunting us. We will be like a fugitive, running away from him, living in fear.

Marcel walks towards me. His face soften. “ we will buy time okay, make him trust you more.  Tell me anything that might be our chance to elope” his thumb caresses my cheek.

I was deep in thought. Then something struck me.
“There is his cousin, Vincent i think. He is really looking to Gio throne,” i paused.

“ I will tell Bob that,” he said smiling.

“Two weeks from now is Gio birthday. He always have this big party celebrating his birthday. Maybe we can elope at that time?” i looked up at Marcel with a light of hope in my heart.

After agreeing to meet up after two days time as it will be suspicious for us to meet up like this everyday, Marcel walked away.

When i walked back to the spot where Loretta and Marco waiting for me, i turned around, trying to have final look of Marcel. Yesterday i was happy but today, it is bittersweet.

“Hey sweetie, where were you”

I looked up to see Gio smiling at me. Blinking my eyes, i rubbed my eyes.

Gio laugh.

“ I just want to see the place that make my queen happy,” he hugged me.

Hopefully he didn’t see Marcel.