DOMAIN

C H A P T E R 38

Side note: how can one man be so fine!!!!

~ Adore You ~

"What are we going to do about this?" Dean asked while everybody looked dumbfounded about the situation.

Somebody had cut off Doctor Griffin's hand and had it sent to the safe house as a threat.  Ivano was dead but that didn't help settle the restless feeling that somebody was out for revenge.

Most likely it was Emilio avenging his father's death but Emilio didn't strike me as somebody who could go to extreme measures in sending a warning, but he was the son of Ivano Tedesco after all.

"Davina, go to the bedroom.  I will meet you in a few minutes," Wyatt instructed as he nodded his head towards the backdoor.

I didn't want to leave Wyatt but I knew there was no point in arguing about the matter.  I nodded my head and made my way towards the backdoor to head to the bedroom.

After I made it to our room, I closed the door behind me and pressed my back against the icy wood.

I wrapped the blanket tighter around my body as I sat on the bed, leaning my back against the headboard.  I brought my legs up to my chest and I crossed my arms over my knees.

Even with Ivano gone, his presence is still lingering in the air like a dark cloud looming threatening to wreak havoc.

Letting out a drawn-out sigh, I rested my head against the bed.  When will this ever end?  I asked myself while staring aimlessly into space. 

I knew any sane person would have sprinted at the first sign of danger but my love for Wyatt prohibited me from thinking rationally.  Would this continue once we returned to Chicago?  The people I loved, who they too be placed in harm's way?  Would we even be returning back to Chicago?

So many thoughts were running through my mind and the realization slowly crept to the surface of my mind, it was nearing the middle of July.  I start my last semester of college in August.  Finishing my college education was important to me but I knew Wyatt would argue that my safety was more important than that.

After dreadful minutes of conflicting emotions, the bedroom door creaked open and Wyatt appeared in the room closing the door behind him.

Neither of us said anything as Wyatt made his way towards me.  He sat on the edge of the bed and laced his hands together as he gazed at the floor.

"I have to get you out of Italy," Wyatt lowly spoke.

"Back to Chicago?" I asked feeling like I already knew the answer.

Wyatt didn't respond and I took it as he truly didn't have an answer.

Eventually, he turned his head to face me and our eyes locked intensely.

"Baby, you know my first priority is your safety," he said finally answering my question.

I knew Wyatt always wanted to keep me safe and I came to terms that my life wasn't going to return back to normal any time soon.

I broke away from Wyatt's gaze and peered at the door.  This wasn't his fault, I knew that but knowing my life changed the moment I met him didn't fully registered until now.

"Look at me."

"Please," he pleaded as I still looked at the door ahead.

I turned my gaze back towards him and Wyatt shifted on the bed to fully face me.

"I'm sorry.  I can't say it enough but you have to know that I never intended for this to happen.  I thought with Ivano being gone, everybody's lives could return back to the way they were but obviously that isn't the case," he spoke capturing my hand in his.