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Chapter 94

Blaise

We had left New York right after the argument, or whatever the fuck you wanna call it. I was back in the same fucking place. I drink another sip of my whiskey. This is the third cup. My family was generally concerned, I told them nothing to worry about but that didn't fix or reassure anyone.

I had thought, I had finally got her back. Til, she acted as if last night was a mistake. I just wanna have a simple conversation, with her. To know, why she did and say those things. About a few hours in, the private jet we had finally arrived.

The limo, was waiting for us all to get of the jet and to drive us home. My family and I didn't really have to lift a finger, since we had people for that. Some may say, spoiled or lazy. But I call it, a reward. A reward for working my ass off twenty four seven, trying to continue what my father started and soon to give it my sister and best friends child.

Finally, after ten minutes of us in the car and me hearing, laughter and talking amongst my family. We reached the house. The guards, again help my family and I with our baggage. I remained a straight poker face, on my phone handling emails messaging others.

We all make our way inside, Ella closing the door behind us. " What the fuck happened " Ella speaks, causing me to turn my full attention to her looking up from my phone. I then chuckle " what do you mean? " I question, knowing exactly what she meant just felt like testing others patience today since they did mine. " You know what I fucking mean Blaise " Ella spats, angrily. I then go back to a straight poker face, realizing she was serious.

" We slept together, and it meant nothing to one and other " I say, my mother then laughs covering her mouth to stop herself from continuing. " You wanna know what I think? " My mother questions, I then scoff. " Sure mom " I say sarcastically, my father then sighs. " You love this woman, more then you expected yourself to. So if you truly, love her and your heart longs for her's then get her back. Sitting here, drinking all this alcohol and sleeping with these whores then telling us ' I'm okay ' is bullshit. Your acting like your father, did back then " my mother speaks, the room goes absolute silent. No one ever spoke, about my fathers actions back then.

" So get off your ass, and make an effort to get her back. Because each and everyone one of us know you two love each other. You may not believe in soulmates, but I do, you and Davina are soulmates. Face it figlio " My mother speaks, using her Italian accent towards the end. Gino then sucks in a deep breath, then letting it out. " I had to say this brother, even though I'm upset with Davina for leaving you. Mama is right " he speaks, I then nod. My family may be dysfunctional but you can always count on them to be honest. " How though " I finally speak, Ella then sighs. Everyone is sighing nowadays, I swear.

" Show her that you truly do love her, yes I'm sure you two have been having a rough relationship these past few weeks but it won't work if neither of you are gonna stop being stubborn and childish " Ella speaks, Alejandro nods with his arm over her shoulder. With that, I hear a knock on the door. I look towards the doors direction. No one is allowed passed the multiple guarded gate unless you're immediate family even then I'm always notified. My mother was gonna make her way towards the door, but my father then gently pulls her wrist, she then falls on his laps and shakes his head.

I get up, pulling the gun safely out of my waist band as I approach the door. I wait a few seconds, taking in a sharp breath then open the door. I see the one girl, that I had went through hell and back with. We didn't show it though. I loved her, I love her.

" We need to talk " she speaks, I then roll my eyes seeing she brought her friend. " Blaise my health may be in risk " she speaks, I immediately change my facial expression. I move out of the way, letting her and the other woman make their way inside. They do so, everyone's facial expression was shocked as expected. " Davina? " My mother questions, as I close the door.