Francesca's POV

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Complete and utter chaos. That's exactly what all this is.

I'm kneeled on the stage, bright lights blinding fifty percent of my sight. Although half blinded, I can make out the familiar silhouette of Vincenzo.

The masked people who were once filled in the rows of seats scatter like roaches. Some escaping through doors while others sit around to watch the future unfold.

I smile with tears in my eyes as I see Ria and and Gio by Vincenzo's side. The other men apart of his crime family flank both side of the auditorium.

I actually might make it out alive.

My hopes and prayers were answered when Gio runs over with a pocket knife in hand.

"Let's get you out of these ties." My wrists are finally freed. I rub red marks the ropes left behind.

Fucking Dominick! I swear to all that's holy, I will be the one to fucking murder him!

I get to my feet, wincing at my sore muscles. I want nothing more than to run into Vincenzo's arms, but the act of committing vengeance is stronger.

God, that feels so weird to say. Vincenzo and I aren't even officially anything. Yet, here I am struggling not to suck his dick in front of everyone.

I run behind the curtains back stage, ignoring all the gunfire that is going on, and that's where I find Dominick fucking Kuznetsov.

"Hey fuck-face!" My voice carries over the screaming and gunshots. I'm beyond pissed and practically seeing red.

He's facing an exit door, and his back is facing me. Oh wow, it seems that he was trying to escape Valentino's and my wrath.

Well too damn bad, fucker. You messed with the wrong bitch!

I kick off the uncomfortable heels on my sore feet. I want to be looking my best when I kill Dominick, but I don't want permanent damage on my feet.

The ache in my side throbs like a bitch, but not enough to stop me from what I'm about to do. Dominick goes to push open the exit door, but I'm quick to grab him by the back of his neck.

We are the same height which made fighting an almost equal playing ground. Of course, his bully body made me look like the size of a needle, but I won't let that discourage me.

"Where do you think you're going?" I spit out the words like venom through my teeth. I dig my overgrown nails into the skin of his neck, gripping him harshly.

Throwing him on the ground, I dodge his elbow that I swung at my nose. "Solnishko." His gruff voice growls.

I go to kick at his ribs, but he rolls over just in time. "I should I have killed you when I got the chance. I should have fucking done it in front of your bastard parents, Francesca."

My nostrils flair at the words coming out of his mouth. My lips tighten as the feeling of anger consumes me. How dare he bring up my fucking dead parents! The asshole murdered them and has no fucking remorse.

I dodge a few punches he aims my way. My eyes dart to the corner of the room. A gun that seemed to have fell out of his suit pocket when I threw him down is laying there lonely, ready to be used.

He follows my eyesight to my dismay, making a move to obtain it. With a deep breath and a painful grunt, I tackle him to the ground.

We both go into a struggle. My nails scratch at his face, blood drips from my lips from from his knuckles colliding into my face, and the fucking ringing in my ear from the gunfire in the background is slowly making me get more and more impassioned to end this son of a bitches life.

My knee jerks upwards hitting him in the groin. He stops his struggle to nurse his small wounded dick, giving me just enough time to pin him down on his back.

My punches rapidly fire at his middle aged face. I don't let up any strength as I continue to fire my blows.

I feel his hand go to clutch my hair near my scalp. I let out a scream as Dominick pulls me away by my precious hair. I rub my scalp only for me to be punched.

The rings on his fingers are bound to leave a nasty mark on my cheek. Tears stream down from my face as I start to lose hope. Dominick continues to give me a taste of my own medicine, laying blow after blow to my face.

As my vision start to blur, I began to think all hope is lost. There is so many things I wanted to do in life. Like make peace with my state of mind. For years the looming death of my parents has controlled me. I wanted to someday be set free.

Maybe be set free with Vincenzo. It seemed like forever since I was last in his arms. We weren't even an item but, when I was with him...The baggage that I always carry slowly disappeared.

As if the universe was happy with the reality that I just admitted, I see Vincenzo's handsome face. His jaw is clenched as he kicks over the gun laying in the corner.

Somehow I'm able to smile with Dominick's hands wrapped around my neck. My hands surrender the scratching assault they were doing, and go over to pick up the cold gun.

"I-I hope y-you f-f-fucking rot-t in hell." I choke out the words and bring the muzzle of the gun to meet with his temple.

My grin intensifies as I see the fear creep into his brown eyes. With a weak chuckle, I pull the trigger.

Dominick's body goes limp. His heavy ass falling on top of mine. I groan, too weak to move a muscle, but luckily Vincenzo senses this.

"Francesca." He walks over to me with a soft look in his eyes. His dark hair is slightly tussled, and a little bit of stubble covers his face.

I grunt as he kicks Dominick's body off me. He squats down to me, gently siting me up. My body aches in protest as he holds me to his chest.

God, it feels good to be in his strong, warm arms.

"I'm so happy that's you're okay, amore." I feel him start to caress my hair. "I though I lost you."

He thought he lost me? Well, I thought I lost him. I don't know what it is, but my heart feels like it wants to split into two when I think of not having him in my life anymore.

A dry chuckle leaves my lips as I'm consumed with unfamiliar feelings. His stroking on my hair stops for a moment. Probably because he's confused.

Shit, so am I.

With all the strength I can muster, I pull away from his warmth to look into his eyes. I take one long look at his lovely face.

Those intense beautiful grey eyes and the sharp structure of his jaw is enough to make me swoon in the physical state I'm in.

Without any hesitation, my hands wrap behind his neck and pull him toward me, my lips crash into his.

Even with my own blood spilling from my lips he doesn't seem to mind. Of course, he doesn't mind. I'm sure he would be into that kinky blood shit. I smile, allowing his tongue to slip inside my mouth.

It seems like time flies when we are together. I pull away to catch my breath, tucking my chin in his warm neck.

The adrenaline that I was feeling starts to rapidly loose momentum. I feel my body start to droop and Vincenzo knows it too. He picks me up holding me bridal style in his arms.

"Rest, amore."

And so I do. The room goes black I drift into a deep sleep.

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