How does she know?

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Wattpad keeps cutting the last part on my chapters FUCK

Nalia POV

Mattia kept driving...for so long, I didn't bother asking why until I fell asleep while he rubbed my thigh gently.

An hour passed and I felt myself slowly wake up, I looked over at mattia he was still driving, his left leg shaking rapidly, he was nervous.

"Are you sure you want to see them?" I ask

"I-I dont know" he grips the steering wheel, I place my hand on his thigh trying to calm him down.

"Do you know where they are?" I ask and he nods clenching his jaw.

"Where are we going?" I ask and he sighs.

"The barn, from there we will prepare to meet them" he says

We arrive to the barn, it was enormous there was so many people, weapons, people training. Mattia pulled my waist closer to him.

We meet Alejandro in the back, he was getting the weapons ready, for his parents?

"Are you going to kill them?" I look up at mattia, he was so handsome

"My father has a whole army coming to murder me" he says looking coldly at the weapons.

I gasp, I could never lose him...

"Is there a war?" I ask he he nods kissing my forehead.

"They're here" mattia says and I was shocked my eyes widened as my cheeks flush, feeling my fingers shake.

"Alejandro take Nalia!" Mattia yells before he left me.

"Wait! Mattia! D-don't leave!" I yell as Alejandro pulls me back taking me to the back.

It wasn't long until I heard gunshots, my heart started to beat out of my chest when I thought of mattia.

Alejandro hides me in a room, I didn't want to stay but I had to.

Alejandro left me and went to help mattia, I sigh and slide down the wall bring my knees to my head.

"Please don't let anything happen to them" I cry covering my face.

I heard one last gunshot until it stopped, they've been at war for more than an hour I was getting really anxious and stressed.

I couldn't stay in here any longer.

I stood up and opened the door slowly, I walked towards the barn and hid in the shadows.

I waited to see someone I knew, I walked towards the entrance and see various dead bodies on the floor.

I see Mattia punch a guy to the face, as he brand him to the wall and threw more clout he's choking him, mattia kills him and I sigh.

"Mattia..." I say walking towards him his head shot back, his eyes widen as he became angry.

"Why didn't you stay into he room! It's not safe!" He yells

"I-I wanted to see what happened" I say and he growls, walking out I see Alejandro, his arm was bleeding as he groans walking towards us.

"I'm going home, no sign of your father" Alejandro says to Mattia as he nods

"Mattia?" I try to get his attention

"I told you stay in there! Anything could've happened!" He yells and I frown.

He walks out grabbing his keys and gets in his car.

"Come on" mattia says getting in.

I get in, he had cuts everywhere, his lip busted knuckles busted, brow split. I hated seeing him like this.

I place my hand on Mattia's hand on the gear shift, he didn't react or hold my hand. I moved my hand.

"Leave it" he sighs and I place my hand back on his.

"I'm going to fucking kill him" he says

"Who?"

"My father" he drives faster, until he reaches an unusual place. He gets down.

"Where are we?" I ask he ignored me, so I decided to follow him.

Once the door opened I saw a man middle aged, he didn't look like mattia at all, I saw a woman she was gorgeous and very beautiful.

She looked extremely familiar, Mattia. That's his mother...oh my-

"It's been a while hasnt it?" The father says and mattia walked towards him grabbing him by his shirt.

"You came to murder me? Pathetic...nothing better to do? Your own fucking son!" Mattia yells and I just stood there.

I was speechless, this was awe full. His father didn't even have a spec of kindness.

"Mattia...leave your father, no greetings to your own mother?" His mother says and starred at mattia until he let go and looked at her.

"Don't consider yourself something you aren't, even if we have the same blood. We aren't familia" mattia says walking towards his mother.

"Cold, arrogant, manipulative, ambitious, intimidating, hmm not the way I've raised you.." she smirks taking a bite of a chocolate covered strawberry.

What do I do?

"Soft hearted, caring, tainted broken hearted is right, you've never been a good example of what to follow....considering to the fact that you're a great mother Mrs Polibio" I break the silence, their eyes all turned on me.

His mother starred at me in amusement, as she walked closer to me, her heels clicking with every step she took.

"Hmm, a prostitute?" She says looking back at mattia.

"Let her talk, she seems...interesting"mattias father says.

"You're....." his mother looks me up and down, eyeing me out she met my eyes again, a devilish smirk plastered on her perfect sculpted face.

"Beautiful.." she says and my heart fluttered.

Mattia walks to me and pulls me to his waist, "she isn't to be touched" he says sternly gripped my waist so hard I almost winced.

"Dinners ready...shall we?" His father says.

"That's not the topic, all that needs to be known is why waste hours of your life murdering the highest mob boss?" Mattia says and his father stops walking closer to mattia.

"You're a useless boy, look at you..you're no good" his father looks at mattia in disgust.

Mattia lets go of me and grabs his fathers neck, his father moved his hand and grabbed a gun from his suit aiming it to his head.

Mattia growls moving the gun as he gets ready to punch his father. This wasn't right, none of it was.

"STOP!" I yell and they stop their attention on me.

"You're a family...blood! Blood can't take their own blood!" I yell and his mother had am impressed look on her face.

"Why would you kill your own son?" I say and his mother walks closer to me, the room was dead silent. Only her heels echos were to be heard.

She stood infront of me, looking into my eyes, mattia looked exactly like his mother, eyes brows, nose lips, hair colour everything.

"You impress me..with such strength....Nalia" she smirks.

HOW DOES SHE KNOW MY NAME??

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