24 Forgiving

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**Alessandra's Santoro pov**

I woke up in a warm, dark room. I was on a comfortable bed and my head was on fluffy pillows. I don't remember anything from earlier, today?

Minutes passed by and the door opened. I pretended to be asleep when someone walked in and sat on a chair beside me.

"Alessandra, I'm so sorry." The voice I could recognise whispered and started stroking my cheek. "I definitely am. I know you probably can't hear me but I'm going to apologize about everything... I didn't mean to hurt you in any type of pain. I didn't kiss Isabelle that night. I know that she saw you coming out of the bathroom, so she took her chance and kissed me. I pulled back immediately. But it was too late.... You were gone but I didn't know that. I asked if Sophia could check on you and when she came back, she told us that you were gone, we ran out of the club to find you. When Rapheal called me and told me that he had you, I was furious and then gunshots fired. I was scared, I was scared that I was going to loose you... And seeing you again like this tonight, I won't ever forgive myself for putting you in danger. I just want to say that I'm sorry, for everything... " He said.

"I forgive you." I whimpered, with my throat dry as hell.

"What..?" Giovanni whispered.

"I forgive you, Giovanni." I turned my head to him. He was more beautiful than I remembered him being. His lips curved in a tiny smile that nobody would really notice.

"Really...?" He asked, still whispering.

"I-" I tried to talk but I started coughing. I reached for a bottle of water but it was far away.

"Here, let me help." He said as he took the bottle and handed me it. I took it from him and our fingers touched. Chills went down my body, I haven't touched him in only a day and my body already misses it.

"Thanks..." I said as I took a sip of water. "Can you tell me what happend?"

"You don't remember anything?" He asked as I shaked my head saying no. "Do you remember how you were kidnapped?"

"No...Yeah. No I don't remember, wait actually maybe I do remember. I was outside talking to Sophia, when I hear something behind us. I saw someone trying to hit me but I was fast enough to bent down..." I trailed off, anger building inside of me. "That emmbarassing human being was Grayson." I practically sang out.

"Who's Grayson?" He cleared his throat.

"He is, no, was, was our driver. " I smiled.

"How did he look like?" He asked quickly.

"Umm, tall, with dark hair and a beard. Blue eyes...He was the one who was beating the shit outta me." I exclaimed happily like a five year-old, even though that was the exact opposite of how I was feeling.

He griped my hand he was holding tighter. "Alessandra... I don't think it's the right time for you to be inappropriate." He warned and I chuckled.

My chuckles and his smile both stopped and we both fell into a comfortable silence, his eyes never leaving mine and his hand never letting go.

"I think I will go...You need to get some rest, si?" He stood up and kissed my forehead and started walking towards the door.

"Giovanni..." I said and he stopped to turn around. "You'll come back, si?" I smiled sweetly at my italian.

He chuckled, "Aww you want me to come back...Of course I will." He said and walked out the door. I felt my cheeks heat up. I was definitely as red as a tomato.

I smiled. What if things turn out in a good way? I cuddled myself into the sheets. What if this whole thing becomes something I'd get happiness out of? And then the next question ruines my whole mood. What will happen if he finds out who I actually am?

Just as I was about to argue and have second thoughts, I was removed from my thoughts as the door opened.

"Alessandra, sweetie?" My mom's voice rang out and someone turned on a night lamp.

"Mom?" I asked as I turned around.

"Oh, my God...My baby." She sobed and hugged me. "Are you okay? What happend?"

"I'm fine, just sore that's all." I said as we pulled away. "Alessio...Hi." I greeted my brother and we pulled into a hug aswell.

He was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. When we pulled into a hug, his shirt lifted up and revealed a gun tucked in his waist. I slid my hand and grabbed it. In a hospital? Are you serious?

"What's this?" I asked, examining the heavy black object in my hand, already knowing the anwser.

"Come on lil sis...You know what this is." He anwsered and gave me a small smile, which I returned.

"Alessa!" Kate exclaimed and came to hug me. "What... What happend to your neck...?" She asked. Her expresion was horrified.

"What happend to my neck?" I repeated her question and touched my neck. "Oh..." a line of stiches. "I don't...I don't know...I don't remember." I said feeling a sharp pain.

"Can you two girls leave? We need a little chat with Alessandra.." Dad said

"Yes"

"No"

"Yes, we're leaving, let's go Kate." Mom said taking her arm.

"But mom...why can't we stay?"

"Because dad said so." She said looking at Kate with a look that could definetly kill.

"Ugh, fine." Kate mumbled and they both walked out the door.

"So what do you guys want to talk about?" I asked, my attention now was on the family men in front of me.

I saw dad opening his mouth to start a sentence but Alessio was quicker than him to start speaking. "How is Ms. Luciano doing?"

Ms. Luciano? "Excuse me?" I gasped, I was way more than offended.

"Luciano. That prick told them that you guys are married." He folded his arms.

I swear my eyes just fell out of their sockets, yet I'm still able to see. "What?!"

"Hey... That way you were able to get into surgery earlier than ever." Dad calmed me down, but not Alessio.

"Why are you defending him?!" Alessio snapped.

"I'm not, you know how much I hate them, yet in his whole entire life he did something... Nice? Kind of suspicious but I still appreciate it nonetheless. Now, what do you remember from today?" Dad asked with a concerned look on his face.

"I don't remember a lot... I saw someone trying to hit me with a gun and that asswipe was Grayson. He had a napkin, which he used on Sophia, and a gun in his hands... My gubs was supposed to be in my hoodie, but it wasn't. He caught me off guard and I blacked out..."

"Don't worry about Grayson, he's being dealt with." Alessio said coldly.

"Oh...For who was he working?" I asked.

"For a guy named Rico. But that asshole is dead too. He was the one who gave you that cut on your throat." Alessio replied.

"H-How's Sophia?" I stuttered.

"She's at home, resting." Dad responded.

"How did you guys know that I was here?" I asked.

"Enzo called us."

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