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26. Lucia
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OMERTA: MAFIA'S VOW 27. Giovanni
Lucia flinches as I lay her down on our bed, trying to hide her pain and doing a terrible job at it. If there’s one thing I’ve learned these past three days, it’s that Lucia doesn’t like showing her pain. I don’t know who in her past taught her to hide her pain, but I wish them a fucking painful death.“You really don’t need to make this much of a fuss over me, Giovanni,” she says as I place a pillow behind her.I lean down close to her face when I’m done, tilting her chin up. “The Vittori Capo Dei Capi wants to fuss over you, and you’re just going to brush him off like he’s nothing?” I ask with a smirk and she rolls her eyes at me while trying to hide her smile. “Let me cater to you, Micetta; you’re my wife, after all.”Something flashes in her eyes when I say this, and it causes me to frown. “And that look of annoyance? What was that just now?” She sighs and leans back into the pillows. “I don’t like it when you call me Micetta. It feels…condescending,”“What?” I say, my eyes widen
OMERTA: MAFIA'S VOW 28. Lucia
It doesn’t hurt that much to breathe anymore.Four weeks after what happened to me, and Giovanni has been nothing but supportive. He’s not allowing me to put a little bit of weight onto my ankle, though, and demands I use a wheelchair when getting around. I really don’t mind using crutches, but I was not in the mood to argue with him about it.“What would you like for dinner tonight, Ma’am?” Anna asks me as I get wheeled into the living room. At times like these, I miss walking so much!“Ah, anything light, please Anna,” I say. “All the comfort food has left me feeling a bit bloated, so anything easy.”She nods and walks out of the living room while one of my assistants helps me lie down on the couch. Giovanni is out for the day, but he should be back in about an hour for my first checkup since I’ve been home.I’ve been exhausted more than usual, and my assistants tell me that’s normal since my body is currently healing AND growing a child. Can you imagine morning sickness with a fra
OMERTA: MAFIA'S VOW 29. Giovanni (Short)
I don’t know what it is about an ultrasound, but that shit puts things in perspective real quick. The past few weeks I have watched Lucia’s belly growing more and more, then after seeing the ultrasound, something inside of me snapped.That overprotectiveness increased tenfold; I knew right then and there that I would do anything to protect the two of them. We got home from her first checkup about an hour ago, and she’s already passed out on the bed. She’s been extremely exhausted lately, but that’s understandable since she’s going through a lot of healing because of that fucker Sal. I lean down and kiss her forehead before getting up and walking downstairs; to the problem I’ve been putting off since they released Lucia from the hospital. What I’m about to do won’t be pretty, but to me, it’s justified. My brothers think I’m insane for keeping her alive down here; however, I have something planned for her and her betrayal.I open the door to the neglected wine cellar and the stench o
OMERTA: MAFIA'S VOW 30. Giovanni
Frankie sighs. “Well, now that the biggest issue is out of the way, we need to talk about the women arriving this fucking weekend.”I want to laugh out loud because my little brother makes it seem like getting married is the worst possible thing that could ever happen to him. Then again, he’s a womanizer, so maybe it is the worst possible thing that could ever happen to him. “Why the fuck does the prospect of getting married freak you out so much? Nikki Baranova is gorgeous-”“Gorgeous, yes. My type, fuck no,” he says, pouring himself another glass. “You know what I like and to be fucking honest, Julia would have been a better option.”I roll my eyes. “You and Julia would have killed each other on your wedding night, the woman is a lioness-”“I would have tamed her,” he interjects with a cocky grin, and I almost punch the fucker. “What the fuck am I supposed to do with a woman who doesn’t even speak half the time?!”Pinching the bridge of my nose so as not to lose my temper, because
OMERTA: MAFIA'S VOW 31. Lucia
My hand goes to my chest and I look at Giovanni, trying to find amusement in his eyes but all I see is sincerity. There’s no way he… After everything that happened to me, knowing what they did to me while I was unconscious, knowing what happened, he still— “You love me?” I ask, my breath catching in my throat. “Are you sure? You’re not just saying that because we just had sex, or because you have to?” He chuckles and kisses me hard. “I think I know the difference between love and lust, Amoruccio; and yes, I do love you. The second I laid my eyes on you, I knew I’d be falling hard; you had my heart the moment you stepped out of that church.” I shake my head, focusing extremely hard on his chest tattoo. “I just didn’t… I didn’t think you’d feel the same as me—” “So say it,” he challenges, placing his finger under my chin and tilting my head so I’m looking right at him. “Say the words.” I swallow hard, looking into those blue eyes that pulled me in the first time I saw him…and then I
OMERTA: MAFIA'S VOW 32. Lucia
I’m watching Giovanni pace the floor as we’re waiting for the two women to arrive. I’m extremely nervous about meeting them, to be honest. There was a delay with their flight and Giovanni suspected something might be up, so now he’s calling in guards to make sure the women get here safely. They come from powerful families, so he needs to be careful. “They just touched down? Fuck, okay. Eyes on them, don’t let them out of your sight for even one second,” he says before killing the call, pinching the bridge of his nose and breathing out a long sigh. “Women will be the end of me.” I chuckle when he says the last bit. “Oh, is that so? All women?” He sits down next to me and raises his eyebrow while shooting me an amused look. “Women in this family, yes; even the new ones. I swear we’re having a girl, I’ll be gray before I reach forty.” Just thinking about Giovanni with flecks of silver in his hair brings a smile to my face. This man will continue to be handsome even in his old age.
OMERTA: MAFIA'S VOW 33. Giovanni
I strap the two Berettas in my holster, slip in four KA Bar knives and check my ammo before getting out of my armored SUV. Frankie called a few minutes ago to say gunfire broke out as soon as the women stepped off the private jet.No one should know these women are arriving here today, in fact, the only people who know the location of the airstrip are me and my brothers, Kaz and Dev. When we bring soldiers with us, they’re fucking blindfolded, for God’s sake.“You better fucking say you’re close, man,” Frankie’s voice comes through my earpiece. “They got me in the shoulder, Julia was hit before I could get her inside, and I can’t fucking leave her here.”Fuck! “I’m five minutes out, hang tight. Where are you?”“We went back inside the jet the second the guards went down. They’re trying to shoot their way in here and I’m a fucking sitting duck, Gio,” Frankie answers. He’s pissed off because he can’t do a damn thing, and I understand.“Is Nikki okay?”“She’s busy getting this bullet ou
OMERTA: MAFIA'S VOW 34. Dual POV
“...No! She’s…. You didn’t…!” I can hear someone shouting in Italian, but it feels like my head is being held underwater. My mouth feels dry and my head hurts and as I try to open my eyes, the sunshine blinds me. Groaning, I brace myself up on my elbows and wait for my vision to adjust to everything. Did I fall asleep on the sofa again? But who would be shouting in my home, though? Wait, didn’t it sound like Nonna Lola? God, I am feeling so awful… “Nonna…?” I grumble and hear footsteps approaching me just as my vision clears. Nonna Lola is looking down at me with wide, worried eyes and I allow my eyes to wander at the room I am in…then I frown. I don’t recognize the surroundings at all. The decor reminds me of a cabin in the woods, and from the pine smell, I realize I must be somewhere in the wilderness. My heart leaps into my chest and I sit up too quickly, earning me a throbbing head “Where am I? What’s—” “Shh, it’s okay, Tesoro. You’re okay,” Nonna Lola tries to assure me whil
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