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“You’re hit, Luca,” Giovanni says as he bends to look at my arm.

“Help me up; there’s not much time.”

“Are you fucking crazy?” Giovanni protests.

My breaths are getting heavier. “Gianna. I need to save her and my daughter.”

Chapter thirty-three

Gianna

There’s a deafening noise outside the house. I know something is fucking wrong.

My baby… I need my baby here with me. What’s happening?

“Mateo!” I yell, banging on the door. “Mateo!”

“Oh God,” I mutter to myself as I hear gunshots.

Could it be Luca? Or my brother? Perhaps one of the rival gangs is starting a war with Mateo. I don’t want my child to be caught up in any of this.

“Open this fucking door!”

I take a step back, panting hard as I hear the clicking sound of the lock. Someone’s here. My heart sinks when I see Mateo. For a split second, I almost thought someone must have come to save me.

Mateo looks pissed as he walks into the room with a gun in his hand.

Oh, God.

I’m walking slowly backwards as I spot the gun in his hand.

“Hear that?” he grunts through gritted teeth, as he points the hand with the gun in the direction of the window. “Your fucking brother and Luca have come to save you.”

I'm in shock. They are working together? Do they finally realize who the real enemy is?

“Not on my watch. I should have killed them both when I had the chance. You’re coming with me.” His gaze is menacing as he covers the distance between us, the gun pointed in my direction.

“Mateo, please don’t hurt me.”

“Today was supposed to be our fucking wedding celebration and now those sons of bitches have ruined everything. Everything!” He points the gun to my head. “Stop playing fucking games with me.”

“Let go of me, Mateo,” I yell, as he grabs my wrist and squeezes hard.

“You don’t seem to get that you’re mine now and I’m never letting you go.”

I swallow a hard gulp as he tightens his grip on me with the gun trailing the side of my head.

“We are a family now, Gianna.” Mateo places a kiss on my forehead. “Now move.”

I pause for a moment.

“I said, fucking move!” He keeps the gun pointed to the side of my head as I take the first step. “I won’t hesitate to fucking shoot you if you try anything funny.”

I reach for the doorknob, my fingers trembling. “Where’s my baby?”

“The maid is getting her ready. We are leaving.”

Mateo is behind me with his gun still pointed at the back of my head.

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