De Luca

𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐱

Elias's P.O.V

I leaned back in my chair, a glass of whiskey in my hand as I stared down at Grace, who was dancing in a the big crowd of people. The silk dress clung to her figure like a second skin, displaying her curves.

I couldn't believe her right now, in the dangerous situation we were currently in, she wanted to put herself out there amongst the danger and party. I would definitely give both Grace and Sofia a firm talking to when I think it is best to intervene.

If it weren't for my mother informing the boys and I, we would have never found out. And if anything had gone wrong tonight without us being here to watch over them, I'd hate to think what might've happened.

But that wasn't the only thing that had annoyed me. It was more so the almost seven hour drive to come here, giving time for dangerous thoughts of Grace to fester in my mind. Currently, I could count ten men who were watching her like a piece of meat, making made my jaw tense.

I took a sip of my glass as Alessandro spoke up, "Why would Sofia bring her here?"

I stood up and moved to the bar as I necked the rest of what was left in my cup, not bothering to answer his question. I had many theories to that issue and I liked none of them.

"What has gotten into her?" I growled taking another swig of my newly poured glass I had given myself.

"Well, you haven't actually properly spoken to her since the England trip."

"Ive been busy, and I'm sure Grace knows that."

"You need to make time for her. Otherwise she'll leave."

Leave.

Although we weren't actually together the thought of Grace leaving... Scared me. I mentally shook those thoughts out of my head, returning back to my logical thinking. I don't think Grace ever would. After all she was scared that we would be the ones to leave. But Alessandro was right, I needed to make time for her, try not to be closed off like I usually am. After all, I... think... I–

"Looks like someone is going in for the kill," Andre said, making my train of though vanish in a second.

I quickly stomped over with a refilled glass, looking down at the crowd from behind the big tinted glass. A man who looked to be in his mid twenties was leaned in close to Graces ear. Grace pulled back and giggled at him making my blood boil, I watched as she turned around and put herself up against him, rubbing her arse on his lower region as her arms were around his neck pulling the mans head down to kiss her neck

Andre whistled and looked at me, Alessandro turned his head as I smashed my glass on the ground glaring at the two.

"Elias. Elias," he rushed, trying to calm me as I stormed off towards the stairs, Alessandro and Andre running after me.

It took me seconds to get onto the dance floor and push the sweaty dancing body's aside. Rage blinding all reasonable thoughts. Alessandro and Andre following closely behind. In another few seconds I managed to find Grace and the man who was now feeling her up. I ripped the man off of her and punched him before i threw him on the ground and sent two kicks to his side.

"Fucking stay away from her," I said, my Italian accent showing.

"Elias!"

I snapped my head towards Grace's voice. I was beyond surprised when she ran up to me, hugging me like her life depended on it.

"He's one of Valentino's men," she whispered in my ear.

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Sorry for the short chapter.
How did the Valentino's find them?
Thoughts of this chapter are very appreciated.

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