Chapter 7

Lorenzo's pov

5:04 pm

I planned on going to Sicily for three days for that bloody deal, I don't usually go in person for weapons' deliveries, but that client has been eager to meet me for months now.

For the confidentiality, clients tend to change their names, so his name is still vague to me, he changed his names so many times that it has become a list, but I knew he isn't Italian, Italians don't worry about confidentiality and shit.

What he doesn't know, every dirty deal I settle, I put a gps chip in one of the rifles that I am sure the Don is going to use, just in case anyone tried messing with me. I am no fool.

Try to messing with me, you better run to your mother's grave.

I have dealt with fucked up minds my entire life, gang lords and military colonels, stuff could get bad in a split of a second.

That client has been giving my man a hard time.

He left me with only two options, force him out from future deals, or domesticate him to act properly. I arrived at the airport in an hour, I called the night off to my pilot and my hostess, within an hour a hundred of my mine were orbiting me ready for that shithead to make his appearance.

Ten minutes had passed and five 4x4 black cars stopped at the distance of a couple of meters. Bodyguards descended a couple of another until one headed to the backdoor of one car to open it, only for me to find unexpectedly a beige high heels making their way out of the seat..the petite figure of a blonde woman had me confused I must say,

She wore a black coat with fox fur around the collar, she confidently walked towards me with a smile on her face, you gotta be kidding me.

- what the fuck, Maria ?

- Ayyy..is that how you greet your ex, caro ?

- Stop the shit and tell me what do you want.

- Oh, you're still the same, bambino

I didn't reply.

- I heard you're getting married, congratulations. who's the lucky lady?

- None of your fucking business, Maria

- Oh how I love it when you call my name.

- Oh really ? Your beloved Romeo must be calling you by your real name a lot that he forgot that one.

- What real name ?

- Una troia ( a slut )

She laughed cheaply.

- By the way, how is his hand ?

Her smiled disappeared, it was my turn to smile,

- you know, he's lucky. If he wasn't my best friend then, I would have not just cut his middle fingers off, he would be dead by now...

I laughed and said,

- Does he find it difficult for him to finger you now ?

- Don't yo-

- Save it. What do you want ?

- I..Who are you- who will marry ?

- Is this a joke ? I came all the way here for these kindergarten questions ?

I shouted and she flinched,

- What the fuck do you want,Maria ?

- Okay, okay..my father..basically wanted me to tell you that he wants a trade in with you..we both know you've been rejecting his offers because of me, but business is business, it has nothing to do with you, Lorenzo.

- You think highly of yourself,Maria. You have nothing to do with it. You're nothing but a bug to me to reject huge offers like your father's

- Then why.

- Well, if you insist on know your father's side of the story, it because he's a pedophilic piece of shit, he uses weapons to kidnap, rape, torture, and kill little girls.I know what's he up to, I have always known.

- There's no such proof to whatever the hell you're saying.

- Oh wait till you see your daddy in jail.

- What do you mean, Lorenzo ?

- I mean, go say goodbye to your daddy, bitch.

- You're gonna regret this, you're gonna regret this real bad.

- I'll be thrilled to see that happening.

In one hand sign of me, one of my snipers took one of her bodyguards down, Maria shot me with an angry, confused look.

- ahh, don't give me that look,Maria. That one had the courage to look me in the eyes.

She turned around without another word, hopped in the car with the dozen men following her like little ants. Car engines started up again and sped back to where they came from, Mattia, my cousin, broke his silence,

- Lorenzo, something's up

- What?

- Salazar is heading to the palazo

- The fucker had the guts

- We better hurry before he gets to Lana.

- Oh let me see him try, it will be fun.

- You know he won't be able to break in, you've locked her up in a fortress

- Precisely, it will be entertaining for me to watch his lousy trials

Mattia smirked and called his assistance to wake up the pilot but I interrupted,

- no, I will fly the jet myself, I want you and thirty men with me now, the rest send them home for tonight..Cancel tomorrow's meeting, make it next week.

6:32 pm

Mattia did as I told him to, in twenty minutes i was at my mansion, not five minutes later till I found Salazar and his men behind me, I stood at the gate, Mattia on my right.

All the fucker did was shout, the only thing Lana got it from him, his men drew their guns while I ordered my men not, he is pussy..he will do nothing.

- I want my daughter, Lorenzo

- Your daughter ?

- Don't fucking play with me

- I don't know what're talking about ?

- Where's Lana, fucker !!

- Oh,Lana. You mean my wife?

- Your what ?

- My wife.

- You better be joking

- You better watch it, I am not a fucking clown to be joking around.

- I will pay you whatever you want.

- Ahh, is that the same line Luca Edwardo told you to sell her to him ?

- She's my daughter, I can do whatever I want with Lana.

I roared at him as I nearly lost my patience.

- If you mention my wife's name one more time, I will fucking cut your tongue, get the fuck out of here. Now !

- Luca is coming for you, he's not gonna go easy on you.This was your last chance to avoid war.

- Bring it on, tell him to show me his best.

Luckily for him he left, I ordered one of my men to follow him till the middle of the road and shot all tires of his car and all his men.

All for the sake of having fun.

As I walked into the driveway, just as the cars left, I saw Lana, barefoot in her pijamas, running towards me crying and yelling,I caged her body and she didn't stop twitching trying to escape my grip, she must have heard Salazar coming and yelling,

- Please. Please let me go..daddy came to get me, what did you do to make him leave.

She kept crying and my grip grew tighter, I wasn't not sure if I was actually hugging her or just preventing her to slip away.

- stop it, stop it, he isn't coming back

- Leave me alone, I hate you !

I land her on her feet, held both of her shoulders, shaking her hard, screaming at her

- SALAZAR'S SOLD YOU TO THE RUSSIAN MAFIA.

She immediately stopped her tantrum as her eyes peered trying to acknowledge what I'd just said, she rapidly slapped me on my right cheek

- Don't you dare accuse my father of such a thing only someone like you can do !

Blood boiled through my veins, I shot her a dead look and she shrank and nervously looked at me, both regretting and fearing the consequence of her action, the only woman who dared to raise her hand at me, she's driving me insane.

I said in a low rasped voice,

- Get the hell in, or I'll carry you myself ?

She warily took two steps backwards from me, walked while sobbing quietly, God I hate it when she cries. I walked behind her and watched her head fall down as she walked in disappointment, I could thing of nothing but her in her existence.

She suddenly stopped and turned around, looked at me with tears running down her cheeks, hair falling carelessly around her body, and her big sorrowful eyes had my heart pound in in a feeling I can't name....a feeling I have never felt towards anyone in my life. Not even for a fucking cat.

She kept punching my chest several weak punches,

- what did you do to him to make him leave, why did he leave me..wh-..why..w

She collapsed right into my arms and I quickly carried her fragile body to the mansion.

Peaceful.Angelic. Her eyes closed, not occupied by the anger and fire in them whenever she talks to me.

Up close, I see her caramel freckles icing over the tip of her nose, that plush mouth. Plump lips. Her long chocolate brown hair falling down in the air, the over sized T-shirt she wore made her pink panties visible, her tanned, soft thighs brought together over my arms, I've never touched anything smoother, her feet had little blood scratches from running on cement barefoot, her little toes were painted in deep red just like her fingers. She smelled like vanilla and roses. She's an absolute goddess.

I brought her closer to me, climbed the stairs to my room, I called Freya to get me the first aid kit, laid her gently down to bed, I sat by her feet, for Freya to hand me the box and leave.

I started sanitizing the scratches and treating them, her legs twitched a little and her body's temperature was rising rapidly.

9:45 pm

I called Dr. Emiliano, the mafia's doctor, he has been treating my men for years, clashes injuries and possible deaths have been saved because of him..but the thought of him touching her was infuriating. Deadly. I asked him to get his daughter, Aurora, it's much more tolerable this way.

Apparently, Lana's blood pressure was low. she caught a light cold which made her temperature rise a bit, nothing serious. But maybe I was "a little protective" as Aurora laughed at me , she gave her an injection and asked me to put cold compressors on her forehead and change them every once in a while.

That's it ?

3:38 am

I stayed for a couple of hours, until her temperature was back to normal and tucked her under the blanket, took a quick shower and laid next to her in the darkness of the room, her aura suddenly made my insomnia flee.

I sensed her body is being drawn closer to the heat of mine, until her right arm wrapped around my bare chest, she wiggled in comfort as her face touched my shoulder. I enveloped my own arm around her waist and pushed her towards me. Minutes after our bodies settled, our breathing synced, I fell asleep..