"We always underestimate the hearts but they will never cease to show us what exactly they want, my heart wants only you my silent Gift " Marco Di Martino, is heartless, second in command of Gaetano Di Martino Ruthless Cold Murderer and proud He doesn't know what to expect when he finds a broken, silent girl in the middle of the road at night. Is it bad to be vulnerable around her? To show how broken he is in front of her ?View More
Mariana walked in to the grocery store, she can't believe that this late night she's out looking for green apples in her big pajamas.The things she would do for her babies, walking around she reached the right section and smiled.Mariana grabbed as many apples as she can, just seeing them made her mouth watery.She slowly made way towards the cashier, placing everything in front of a tired looking girl who looked up at her.Mariana reached for her wallet to pay but another person beat her to it as he paid. Her eyes widened and she looked up to understand what was going on but then froze.Her heart accelerated in her chest and her eyes widened, her lips trembled and suddenly she burst in to tears.It was too much for her as her body shook with violent sobs, seeing him after seven months seemed too real to be reality."Hey, I never meant to make you cry " M
Marco leaned against the wall and stared at Gaetano who held a firm expression as he hit the punching bag as if wanting it to bleed and beg for his mercy."You must be joking with me bro" he growled in anger while glaring at Marco as he held the punching bag to a stop.Marco shook his head and moved forward grabbing a bottle of water, he screwed the cap and dawned all it's contents in one go."Is there another way to convince you ?" Geatano questioned as he moved forward taking a seat on the bench."No, I am serious about this Gaetano but I will always be around when you need me " Marco replied seating on the bench across him."Does Gianni know ?" Gaetano questioned grabbing his phone as Gianni joined them from the treadmill."To know what?" He questioned sitting down next to Marco."I am retiring from the mafia world, time to do some clean business " Marco replied and Gianni stared at him."Well we can't convince you to stay,
Seven months laterMiami10 : 48 pmMariana looked around her studio and sighed, her eyes moved back to Marco's painting she had just completed.Those brown - gold eyes that held her world, she really missed him.It had been long since she had last seen him and he was in coma by then.She had remained in contact with Gaetano all this time, he kept informing her of his well being.Marco had spent four months in coma and woke up three months ago, even though he kept asking for her she didn't go.She had settled in Miami and created under ground training centers for body guards and assassins, she had bought a house here though it felt empty being here alone but it had become home.Mariana slowly held on to the wall pulling her self up on her feet and breathed out. Her back and shoulders now seriously hurt.She looked up at the wall clock and realised she had spent all her morning hours seated here staring at Marco's po
"What the hell are you doing here ?" A familiar voice yelled at her pulling her out of her thoughts.Mariana wiped her tears and turned towards an angry Rosalie who stood a few inches away from her.Mariana wiped her tears away and looked back at Marco for a few minutes " don't worry am leaving " she whispered.She turned away and faced his family again, Stephanie and Adriana sat in the far corner looking up at her.Rosalie couldn't hold her anger, Mariana wondered where the others had gone but that wasn't something she would mind now.Even though it hurt, she understood there anger. How could she forget that it was all her fault."Am so sorry this happened, it's all my fault " Mariana whispered looking back at Marco."I hope you forgive me one day for putting you in to such a condition, I love you " she whispered to him and wiped another tear.
Mariana turned away from Valente towards the car window she slowly put the tips of her hand in her dress and pulled out the gun carefully.She stared at it before turning towards Valente and raised it at him realising it's safety " Stop the car Valente " She spoke up with confidence.He sighed staring at the front " come on honey we both know you can't..." His words were cut short when she shot his side of the window making him stop the car abruptly as the bullet passed in front of his eyes.She opened the car door and stepped out as he followed out, she didn't want to go back with him.Mariana raised her gun again earning a few screams from the people around as the cars that were on their trail stopped around them.She slowly moved to his side as he closed the car door, this was it the time to end all of this.She looked at Valente and remembered her daughter's smile, Mar
" Don't you think you have done enough, you're the one that attacked us at the hospital that day. You blew up Marco's house and then ordered for his assassination.In all you forgot one thing, I know all the faces of the cobras. I grew up with them and I know all there tactics, just because I had lost my voice doesn't make me stupid "She turned towards the cobras that stood behind Gaetano and Gianni with raised guns" lower your damn guns cobras and untie every single person in this building, let them free " she ordered and Valente's eyes widened."Don't you dare " Valente roared and Mariana shook her head."Your forgetting again Valente, I rule but you are just a husband. You only rule when am not around.Do as I say Cobras " she spoke up and her men did as she said.Letting lose Gaetano strode to where she sat " Mariana " he called and she shook her head."Please take Marco to the hospital " she whispered staring down at the
Mariana stood still her thoughts moving back to Marco.Her heart started to hurt deeply for him but then it was all her fault.The cobra's don't work without Valente's orders or hers but now she wasn't around.That meant Valente knew where she was already and knew about her and Marco, if not then why would he attack Di Martino brothers.How could she had skipped the signs yet they were always in front of her.She stared at pair of eyes all focused on her, she wasn't ready to let these good people who helped her get hurt.She turned towards the bed side table and knelt besides it, she pulled the first safe open and searched through the mass of papers.She had seen Marco keep two to three guns in these safes, all she needed was one.Opening the other safe, she saw two guns and pulled them out. She checked them properly and good enough they were all loaded.She walked back into the wardrobe and grabbed a pair of flats from
Mariana rolled over in bed turning away from the bright sun to continue with her sleep.She had never felt so free in her life, deep in her there was the peace that she always longed for."What are you smiling about ?" She almost jumped back at Marco's voice.She didn't expect him to be around by the time she woke up, her eyes slowly opened.Looking up she saw him getting dressed ready to leave, "Marco" her voice was so small and husky but still it made his heart flatter.She sat up pulling the white sheet around her body looking at him"I need a date tonight" he replied turning around to look at her."Okay..." He walked over to her sitting besides her and grabbing her hand in his."I want you to come with me tonight, we won't be staying long. I just need to check on something " he added holding her gaze " and maybe we can have a perfect d
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