23 Bloody Valentine

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~Vixen~

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~Vixen~

To my surprise—The room was empty.

I looked around the room confused. Where did they go? It hasn't been more than thirty minutes since I sent Elliot this way...Were they okay? Why didn't Elliot tell me they were leaving if they left. Panic started to flood my thoughts.

"Where the fuck is Mia you putana!?" (Bitch) Stefano yelled, grabbing my arm.

I snapped my head towards the contact on my arm and I gritted my teeth before I looked him in the eyes with a deadly glare.

"Take your fucking hand off me...NOW," I spit out as I grabbed his arm, twisting it until it bent towards his back. I pulled out my knife from my holster wrapped around my thigh with my spare hand and placed it against his throat.

"I told you to watch your fucking tone with me tu cazzo," (You dick) I hissed in his ear.

He tried to loosen my grip on him with no luck. Valerio's eyes bore at me as he pulled out a gun from the back of his waist—pointing it at me.

I cocked my head at him, with a smirk on my face. "He would be dead before you get a shot in."

"Let's all just calm the fuck down, yes?" Valerio's voice was calm but stern.

My eyes darted between the brothers before I let Stefano go and shoved him towards his brother.

"You fucking Put-," Stefano tried stepping forward but Valerio's hand slammed into his chest, stopping him.

I rose my brow at Stefano and toyed with my knife, itching to get a good stab into him. He needed to be taught a fucking lesson.

"Enough." Valerio turned to me and his expression was emotionless. "Where is Mia?"

"You're guess is as good as mine dolcezza."(sweetness) 

I turned and walked over to the laptop on my desk. I opened it and accessed my security footage from earlier. I backed it to when Mia and Elliot where in the room.

When I watched Mia grab her stomach and cry out in pain, my blood ran cold. I tried to keep my expression mutual, not wanting to alert the brothers.

Was it her baby? Was she okay? I grabbed my phone from my drawer and speed-dialed Elliot.

"What's wrong?" Valerio stood next to me...too close.

No answer. "Shit."

"What?" Valerio was in my face, his eyes full of worry and panic.

I don't know what overcame me but before I could stop myself, I reached out and squeezed his arm, "She is safe—she is with Elliot with our doctor."

He looked down to where my hand was, and I quickly removed it.

"Why does she need a doctor. Did that stronzo touch her?"(Asshole) Anger was laced in his tone and Stefano stepped next to him staring at me with a disgusted look on his face.

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