Rebecca Downhill (Becca) has known nothing in her life but a strict father who is involved in businesses with the Italian mafia in NY, an absent mother who has taught her to be obedient and fulfill her duties towards the family, and a twelve years o...
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There is such a tender air floating around Mom and Marciano, wrapped in their love moment, Mom cupping his cheeks in her tiny hands, and him holding her captive in a powerful hug, holding each other's stare with burning eyes.
"Where have you been? I thought... I hoped you would come to me after Robert died," he says.
"I couldn't, Marce. There have been years since..." my mom whispers shyly.
"I don't care. I never did. I would have had you back at any point in my life," he interrupts her and leans his head, capturing her lips in a tender kiss.
When they broke their kiss, Marciano presses his forehead on my mother's, as if his heavy thoughts need the strongest and most trustworthy rock to rest on.
"Non so dove sia Salvatore, te lo giuro. And it will take us days to find him," he tells her in a heavy tone but filled with regret, acting as if she's the only person in the room. "I tried to contact him but..." (I don't know where Salvatore is, I swear.)
I'm touched by their emotional encounter but fuck, I've come here to find Lucas and right now I feel this is taking way too long.
I walk one step towards the love birds in front of me and I hate to break the magic but before I have the chance to speak we all get abruptly startled by the front door opening wide.
Snapping my head back I see Enzo coming in together with Tea and Kai. He walks like he's no damn surprise to all of us and doesn't stop till he reaches the weapons locker in his father's office from where he picks up some and returns towards us.
"Come on, papa, let's go. I know where he is," Enzo says before turning his eyes to me. "You stay here with your mother," he orders me, gauging his eyes at me.
"The fuck I will!" I shout back at him stubbornly and walk towards the door but before I get out, he grabs the wrist of my left hand and pulls me back, crushing me on his chest and staring at me with burning angry eyes.
My courage melts under the weight of his look with thousands of meanings and infinite care.
"What...?" I hardly manage to mumble, not so brave to go against his word anymore.
"You don't move from Mike's sight, do you understand me?" he changes his mind, staring at me with his eyes shifting from care to madness.
Well, he knows better than forcing me to do things I don't want to do. That's more like it! I like when men in my life know not to look down on me anymore.
On another hand, I have never seen Enzo this mad. It makes my blood freeze.
"Do you fucking get it, Becks?! This is no fucking game!" he speaks in a deep tone, emphasizing every word to make sure I miss none, and I can only nod my head.
He keeps his stare on me for a few moments more, and I just can't break that intense stare. His black stone eyes are piercing into mine, until he sighs and pulls me in a powerful hug, kissing the crown of my head.
