Romano [18+] (On hold)

Chapter 20

Catrina's POV:
I wake up, looking up at an unfamiliar ceiling, a bright light shining down at me. I actually never thought I'd make it to heaven.

Blinking my eyes to focus on my surroundings I realize I'm in a plain white room, mumbled voices talk around me.

Grabbing one of the many pillows on the bed I grab it, groaning into it.

"Don't fucking scare me like that again." A voice states, Mia's voice.

"Yeah yeah I'll ask nicely not to get shot at next time." I sarcastically respond bringing the pillow away from my face.

Looking towards the door I see Carlo talking to what seems to be a doctor. Nodding his head then walks into the room.

"The wound isn't serious you're lucky it wasn't that bad." Carlo says nodding his head to my shoulder.

"Are we at a real hospital or..." I questioned.

"The family's doctor treated you here at the mansion." Mia nodded.

"The Russians didn't send anyone out for us, they are our allies. So it wasn't them." Carlo informed.

"How do you know they didn't betray you?"

"The Russians have been good friends with us for centuries, they wouldn't be stupid enough to betray us now."

"Oh,"

"I had some of my men go check out the cars that were chasing you, the tattoos were indeed Russian but they weren't the Russian symbol."

I nodded in understanding.

"Who taught you how to shoot a gun?" Mia questioned.

"Self taught, but how the fuck are you in the mafia and can't shoot a gun?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"She has horrible aim." Carlo bluntly stated.

"I don't, I can throw knives perfectly fine!" Mia glared.

"I'll learn how to shoot a gun and be better than you." She nodded.

I tried sitting up, wincing immediately after from the pain in my shoulder.

"Easy there would want to hurt your shoulder anymore than it already is hm?" Carlo smirked making me scowl at him.

"Well I'm going to go play with Bella." Mia says walking out the door.

She left me with him again.

"Thank you."

"What?" I furrowed my eyes brows.

"Thank you, for protecting my cousin even though she's trouble sometimes." He repeats.

"Oh, you're welcome I guess."

"You know I didn't think you would be fit for this life." Carlo blurted out.

"Why?" I questioned.

"The lifestyle, the danger, but I see now you are more than capable for this life." He shrugged.

"I guess I am capable of many things aren't I." I teased.

"Indeed you are." He chuckled.

Yawning, I lay back into the pillow.

"Go to sleep hermosa, we'll talk tomorrow."

Making myself more comfortable I hear commotion in the room. I feel the bed shift, Carlo laying on it too. He's careful not to bother my shoulder.

"Goodnight Catrina."

Not having much energy to stay awake much longer, I fall asleep.