The Don

59

Kiara

Okay so hear me out I did not think this plan through I can admit that but I definitely did not see it ending up like this. This bxtch really took me as a fuccin hostage to get to Dario. I would ask how dumb is she but it seems we're both dumb.

Upon arrival it was a whole set of guards out with the guns. I did not miss seeing these scary men and their guns. When I saw Lorenzo though, I could help but smile a little. I think I kind of missed him and Valentino.

"Devi voler morire"
(You must want to die) Valentino seethed as he noticed the gun Sofia had at my back. I had never seen him so upset.

"Get the Don here." He told Lorenzo

"Yes please get the fucin Don Romano here quick before I put a whole in his little bitch" she said now aiming the gun at my head

"Is this really necessary?" I asked Sofia.

"Very much so. You better hope and pray that Sergio is fine."

The front door flew open and out came Lorenzo and a fuming Dario. When his eyes landed on me I felt chills pass through me.

"Who tf are you?" Dario questioned Sofia still looking at me.

"I am Sofia Morretti, Sergio's wife And you better bring him out here in one piece if you don't want me to shoot your pretty little American where she stands" his wife? Oh God tell me she's lying. There's a big difference between a sister and a wife. Why would they lie to me. Was I the one being played all along? Am I that gullible to have begin to trust in Sergio? He lied to me and treated me like a fool. I can't imagine how stupid I must've looked not just to him but to Sofia as well. Oh God that means I slept with a married man. I wonder if Sofia knew? If she's known all this time she probably hates me unless she's sick enough to be okay with it. What if it was all apart of their big scheme. What would've happened it I didn't lose the baby? I would've brought a child into the cruel world for another insane mafia man. I would've been in deep shit and the only way to escape it would've been certain death with Dario would've probably granted. I felt a panic attack coming at the mere thought. In this moment I was in a really bad position. I looked up at Dario as a tear slipped my eye and noticed he jaw clench. I can never catch a break among these lunatics. I just want my son back in my arms.

"Non devi renderti conto che sei circondato."
( you must not have realized that you are surrounded) Dario said to her

"Non devi vedere la pistola puntata alla testa di tua moglie. Dimmi quanto vuoi che tuo figlio cresca senza una madre?"
(You must not see the gun pointed at your wife's head. Tell me how much do you want your son to grow without a mother?) She challenged him.

Dario whispered something to Lorenzo and he disappeared into the mansion.

"You claim to be Moretti but Sergio's surname is Ricci."

"Nothing false documents and records can't make you believe." Sofia shrugged which seemed to have aggravated Dario.

"Morretti huh.. who would've thought... after all this time" Dario added with a diabolic laugh that made him sound like an evil villain from a cartoon. I had no idea what he was referring to and I didn't care to find out either.

"Why did you take my wife? Is it money you're after?" Dario calmly asked placing his hands in his pockets. My heart was racing, my palms were sweaty and my anxiety was through the roof—well the sky since we're outside.

"Something like that. Honestly this wasn't supposed to go like this but Sergio ended up getting the whore pregnant and-

Oh my God. It's like someone cut the air with a knife. I felt like I couldn't breathe. The silence was deadly and I couldn't understand why she stopped talking. I mean I wasn't complaining but she already yanked the cat out of the bag so why stop there. I was scared shitless but against my better judgment I brought my attention to Dario. I get why she stopped talking now. That expression was scary enough to make anyone shut up mid sentence.