The Saint

Chapter 12

Isabel POV

It was 10 o' clock at night, and it was still storming outside. Giovanni left at 3 in the afternoon to Malaga to get something for the ranch. At least that was what he told me. He works so hard. He fixes the fences and feeds the horses. He makes sure the corrals are clean and the lawn is mowed. He does many things.

I knew I have not told Gio that I loved him yet. I didn't know the reason why. Maybe because that I was scared to get hurt again.

I was in my favorite white night gown listening to my favorite CDs. I could not get Giovanni out of my mind. The kiss between us was sensational.

I heard the truck pull up and I smiled coming out onto the porch, but that smile went away.

"Gio! What happened to you?!" He had on no shirt. He was soaking wet, and his hands were bleeding. I quickly ran to him and took him inside. I sat him on the couch not even asking if it hurt. I grabbed the first aid kit and sterilized some tweezers. "What happened to you?" I asked as I was getting the glass shards out from his skin. He wasn't even in pain.

"Fight. That's all just a fight."

"God Gio. Can't I have one day without you injuring yourself?"

"Oh, but it won't be fun anymore to keep you on your toes." He chuckled and I glared at him. He stopped and cleared his throat knowing that I didn't find it funny. I cleaned his wounds and wrapped up his hands.

The radio was playing soothing music and Giovanni's eyes never left mine.

"My Bella. My beautiful angel." He smiled at me. I stood up smiling and holding his hand.

"Dance with me."

I looked at Giovanni and his blue eyes stared at me with amazement and compassion. Something no other man ever did before.

"I have not danced in a long time Isabel." He smirked as he laid back on the couch and stared at me. My favorite song was playing, and I could not help but to pull him up as I begged.

"Please?" That soft plead made him weak. Nothing ever made him weak. He never danced before. This tall, buff, muscular man danced with me and held my tiny self against his strong frame as if I was everything in the world to him.

He danced......

Or he tried to dance for me. I giggled as I ran my fingers through his hair as he looked nervous.

"Isabel. I must tell you something." He whispered against my lips.

"Wait.......before you say anything........yesterday.......you told me you loved me." He quickly shut his mouth. "I didn't know what to say, but now I do. Giovanni.......I love you."

There he was.

His blue eyes were staring into my baby browns. He cupped my chin with his injured hand and caressed my bottom lip with his thumb.

"And I love you........I love you so much that......I want to run away with you. There are some things in my life I am not proud of. The truth is.......I'm a monster."

"A monster?" I giggled shaking my head no. "Gio, no you're not. You're rough around the edges, but you're not a monster."

"A monster lies......." I stopped dancing with him. He hung his head down in shame. "A monster fights......sheds blood......" I heard him growl and balled his hands up into fists "A monster kills."

"Giovanni? Don't...... I don't...."

"I was supposed to be murdered. Isabel I came to Seville for business. A drug exchange." He looked up to me and I gulped. I knew in my heart that Giovanni was not a monster, but I had to listen to what he was trying to tell me. "My enemies......they had my men and I surrounded. Then.......there was a war......bullets......a bomb.... a fire. They dragged me away to the car......tortured me. I wanted to die. Then......at the cliff........they shot and stabbed me. I fell into the river and.......I saw the light Isabel....... I saw the most beautiful light." I was tearing up as he told me about his near-death experience. I needed to know who was this man I fell in love with. His story sounded dangerous and scary, yet I was brave enough to stay in front of this large muscular man. I lifted Gio's head up to see my face. I ran my fingers through his hair.

"Who are you? Who is the man I saved?" I whispered holding back my tears.

There were a few minutes of silence. Those minutes felt like hours.

"Before I answer, remember that I love you. I would never dare hurt you. You are my Bella. My Angel. My saint." He laid his forehead against my own. His eyes connected with mine. "My name.... is......Giovanni Alexander Fiorelli Mezzanote. I am of the Fiorelli Mafia Family. The Italian Mafia."

Oh God.

He's alive?!

Giovanni POV

"You're the mafia boss? The late mafia boss?" She asked me.

"Please. Isabel. Don't be afraid. It's still me. I'm still your Gio. I'm still the man you fell in love with."

"All this time......you lied to me? Why?"

"Because I felt peace here. I didn't want to go back to that crazy, hectic life anymore. My old life is gone! I let it go."

"It makes sense for you to be the boss. Fiorelli went missing 6 months ago. I found you dying 6 months ago. Nobody saw your face, which is why n-nobody could find you."

"My life was different before I met you......."

"Different?! How?!"

"I was into drugs, alcohol, many women. I stopped going to church. I killed so many people that their blood is still on my hands today. I'm a man with a dirty past. Then, I was dying. I thought I would never open my eyes and get another chance......thanks to God......and you. I want to stay with you. I don't want to leave you. I'm sorry I lied......I didn't want to lose the most beautiful woman in the world."

"You know what?......." She swallowed back a harsh sob. "I still love you. Despite your dark past.......I don't care what you did. I still love you."

Just hearing those words made me smile. I kissed her passionately as she ran her fingers through my hair.

Then, the romance was gone when there was a knock on the door. I pushed my Bella into a closet.

"Stay. Don't move understand?" She nodded and obeyed as I took out the gun that I stole from Victor. When I opened the door...

"Woah! Hey! Take it easy!" Victor said.

"It's only us." Leo said.

"We didn't follow you! We hacked into the police computer after looking at the license plate!" Of course, Christian was the stupid one.

"Shut up!" Victor and Leo yelled.

I slammed the door in their faces, and when I turned around Isabel was glaring at me.

"Nope. I'm not opening the door." She held her glare. "I said no."

"You are so stubborn Gio." She went and opened the door. "Please excuse him. Come in."

Let's just say the boys were shocked to meet Isabel.

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