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Chapter 47

Domenico's Pov

Spending this amount of time in solitude with your thoughts in a place like this always gives you time to reflect on all your choices. It also gives you a better perspective on life itself. I've been thinking how far I came with Olivia in the time we've been together, and I can't imagine being with anyone else besides her. Even though we had our shit, we came to an understanding and reconciled.

People don't get married that quick after meeting, but I just felt like I couldn't let her go because she belongs to me, and my heart was already hers the moment I laid my eyes on her. I was just too naïve to realize it at that specific moment.

I was devastated when she left me and felt like a pussy infront of family and friends. All because of my lack of communication. The time we spent apart was pure torture. It felt like my world came to an end and I can't imagine how she felt. I will never put our relationship through that again. That's why I try to stay open an honest because that is what my wife deserves, even though I still keep small things from her to prevent her from stressing due to her pregnancy.

I can't wait to become a father and if it was my choice, Olivia would be pregnant every year. I smirk at the thought of us having to run after snotty toddlers and how protective she would be of our kids.

I'm laying here and trying to think of plan of action, considering everything they might do to us while we remain here. I know they're just taking a break with the beatings and torture before they break me all over again. That's how things work in this world. I just didn't have the guts to tell Olivia because I don't want to stress her even more than what she currently is.

When you are born into this type of life, you are trained from a very young age to endure near death torture. So, it's fair to say they did a number on me, but I've been through worse.

One's mind can be your biggest enemy in times like these and that is what break or make a person. You tend over analyze everything happening around you if left in a place like this with only your mind keeping you company.

My biggest fear are them touching or harming Olivia while she's on her own with them because of me not being there to help her should anything go wrong. People that have the guts to kidnap The Capo and his wife from his own house, has no regard for life because everyone's aware of what happens when a Mafia like ours retaliate. They had guts doing what they did, and they sure did their homework. I know this better than anyone because I've been in this game long enough.

I've also picked up by their seamless entrance into our house. They must've been monitoring us for some time since there's no way things could've gone that smooth for their first time walking through the house. They had to know exactly how many people were guarding for them to be able take such chances and know where to go, so the only conclusion I came to is that I had a rat in my midst that will see his end soon.

You would think someone like me would be a light sleeper, but on the contrary, I sleep like a log. Thank goodness Olivia was awake and could warn me in time to get dressed because guys like these won't even give you time to get dresses. The more vulnerable they find you, the better and from the time they entered to when they reached us didn't take long at all.

I know the Spanish Mafia very well even though their new boss is not someone that is well known in public, I still know him well. You always keep track of the ones that makes the least noise, the ones that try to keep a low profile are the cruelest and sickest of them all and your biggest threat. Which makes this guy a sick perverted bastard and he's also running one of the biggest sex trafficking rings in the world. That's why I'm antsy sitting here while Olivia is upstairs.

The way Olivia has been dealing with everything makes me realize that I've made the right choice giving love a chance. She is more than just a wife, she's a protector, carer, giver and will go to all lengths to make sure the people she loves are safe and cared for. I'm so freaking proud of her for handling this life so well from the start, even though she was not born into it. She doesn't second guess anything when it came to her having to make life or death decisions. I fucking love her so much and would give my life any day to make sure that she remain safe at all cost.

When I saw her taking the gun and phone out, I was beyond shocked that Olivia of all people, that has never been part of this life, would think of something like that. If it was me that was packing, they would've found it as soon as we were caught cause the first thing they did, was pat me down.

I have been laying down and acting like a wounded bird. It's better to make your enemy think your powerless instead of really being powerless. Olivia left the gun here before they took her so that I'm able to protect myself in case anything happens. It would've been more dangerous if they found a gun on her. She, however, took the phone to figure out a way to contact Luca and I just hope they don't find the phone on her.

We didn't have any issues with finding people or information before because my tech, combat and intelligence were even better than the government's. My guys have been lacking in certain aspects of the business and so have I. Which is fucked up to say but true.

I've become more accommodating with the guys and that's because Olivia's kindness has been rubbing off on me. That's impacting the way I have been running the Mafia, but that's a me problem and not an Olivia problem because I am to blame for how I react to what's happening. The fact that my guys aren't here yet, speaks volumes. I have to fix that as soon as I get out of here.

And just like that I'm taken out of my reflection session as I hear footsteps moving down the corridor. Once the door is opened, I see a guy I've not seen before standing in the door busy crunching his knuckles and giving me a death glare.

They mean business, so he's probably here to fuck me up, but I think that was enough shit I've received from them for the week. As the guys walked in my direction, I see three more guys following him into the room. Yup, they're here to continue their shitshow.

I decide that it would be best for me to stand my ground, or these bastards won't stop until I'm dead. I want to see my kid soon and if I don't fight back who knows if we'll ever get out of here alive, so it's now or never.

All four of them walk slowly in my direction, each with a smirk displayed on their faces. They're trying to create a circle around me to attack, but not today buddy. In a swift motion, I pull the gun out from under the mattress and their smirks drop from their smug faces. There's no time to stall or second guess my decision, so I shoot the first two directly in the head. Their bodies fall with a thud on the concrete floor.

The third guy lunges in my direction but I'm quick enough to deter him by aiming for his heart and pulling the trigger. He also slumps to the ground while the fourth one lunged for the gun without me being able to stop him in time.

I tried to deter him by punching him in the face but in our struggle, he got hold of the hand that was holding the gun and pressed it downward. Now the gun was pointing in the direction of my leg as he was pressing down trying to simultaneously pry my fingers off the gun. The only other option or body part I'm able to use is my head, so I do just that and head-but him right in that big nose of his.

Why I'm noticing shit like this at a time like this, I have no clue. His attention deviates from the gun to his injury for a split second and that's when I shoot him right between the eyes.

Now I have to find my wife and get the hell out of here.

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