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Third Person POV

Isaias inserted the tape in the home audio cassette tape deck and play it. He and his friend Vito wants to make sure that they had the right tape before giving it Giovanni. The radio made a buffering sound before it played.

"That motherfucker just only save his ass. He doesn't belong to this family. I want him dead in eight hours!" His voice is much deeper than a normal voice, low and sinister. Sounding close to Giovanni. He sounded unapproachable with commanding cadence and you'll know it right away that he's Italian. His accent is too pronounced. He sounded like the voice of the Legion, sounding dangerous.

Isaias looks at Vito and the latter did the same. In their head, they knew the tape is right. 

"Boss, his members are too loyal to him. We will be declaring war against "scarface" and "Lucky". Everyone knows these two are very loyal to him," says another voice. It's hard to predict who was talking since they didn't mention real names. 

"I don't give a fucking damn care! I want him dead or yours?" 

"Y-yes, b-boss," a different shaky and stammering voice.

A shuffling sound came next, then a loud banging of a door. "Boss, I heard Lucky was scheming your death-"

Then another sound of a toppling chair. "Are you sure?" That deep voice again, this time, it sounded more menacing. That even Isaias and Vito couldn't help but having goosebumps just by hearing his baritone voice which sounded like a contralto timbre. It exudes power and it makes him sound much deeper. Strong, mature and competent. 

"Y-yes, b-boss." The man responded stuttering. Fear is too vivid in his voice and you could tell he is shaking just by his tone. 

"What motivate him to kill me?" His voice is very controlled and no apparent emotions or anything that would determine any weakness or fear in his tone. He sounded unfazed, cool, yet disturbingly alarming.

"I-I a-accidentally heard t-them talking about taking you down, b-boss. T-they said about Lily and then her death. I think Lucky is blaming you, about the death of Lily." He stammered though he delivered it very convincing. 

"Isn't it Lily your fiancee, boss?" another voice that was close to the boss piped in.

"STOP THE RECORDING!" his commanding sinister voice startled the man beside the cassette recorder. Just as he hit the pause button, the cassette then drop. 

Then a buffering sound took place. Then after a few minutes, the radio went on recording again, but nobody knew it recorded the whole scene.

"Salvo Guidici, that son of a bitch!" Now he sounded so much maddening and his voice sounded like a thunder, giving everyone in that room an absolutely a fright. "Carmine," he called another guy, then a silence took over before Carmine responded.

"Yes, boss." Another authoritative voice responded. He sounded like another boss, or probably an underboss.

Then a long silence came. Suddenly, a loud bang broke out. 

"CAZZO!" another man closest to the recording cassette swore sounding agitated, and then a loud shuffling sounds, footsteps, and people rushing here and there. Then, the recording stops. 

Isaias and Vito shared a victorious smile and then took the tape out of the cassette tape deck and places it in its case. 

They are close to their goal. 

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Athena Guidici's POV

        "Come on, bambolina. Please move back to our room. I haven't had any good sleep since you moved here in your guest room." My head snapped to the door where Giovanni was standing with his face looking gloomy, begging. 

He looks so mighty fine in his tailored suit, his commanding stance always caught me out of breath. He always exudes authority, and then again, when he opens his mouth, power radiates with that timbre, Evil yet sexy and it sends tingling sensations deep down my core. But then again, looking at his face, his outrageous authoritative aura that always brings every woman to their knees didn't match his eyes who were looking so innocent and vulnerable. And I knew he was using it to his advantage. To make me forgive him that easily. He was too good to control me, in a sneaky way, and that really frustrates me to no end. 

It is like saying yes to whatever I say, but he'll do the other way around without my knowledge.

I'm still so  mad at him.

Two days after that incident, yet he promised to lessen his possessiveness. He certainly did. His twins of a security who kept on following me, disappeared and I'm so happy and so proud of him. That, until yesterday, when a car stops right in front of me and a man ask for a direction because he thought he was lost, and all of a sudden, a what looks like a battalion of MIB came out of nowhere and rounded us. Even the man in the driver seat looks alarmed after this men came out and looking all ready to rumble. That's when I found out it was all sent by Giovanni. They were discreetly following me and the twins were not in the group. He knew I knew them, so he sent another new team. The cold treatment began, and I even moved out of my own room and sleep here in the old room of my friend Bell.

"Please talk to me, bambolina." He begs and I didn't respond. I just gave him a cold emotionless stare, then I look back on my phone, texting Bell. Finally, she emailed me back and gave me her new number. We talk and text on the phone. I found out that she left him. She didn't specify much but I have this feeling that Rafael cheated on her again. He is known to be the New York Man-whore, so what do I expect from him. I thought he really does love her after he came to save her, I mean us. He looks so completely smitten with my best friend, yet again, I'm not surprised if he would cheat on her. 

My poor friend. She was all alone. I'm just happy her foster family is very kindhearted and was all support of her. As much as I wanted to come and help her myself, but I have a work here and I just had a week vacation recently.

I felt him approaching closer to the bed where I was sitting with my back leaning against the headboard. My head snaps back to him and glared. "Don't come closer!" I spat.

He stops midway. I just realized he had dark circles around his eyes, and an eye bags under it. He looks really exhausted and deprived with sleep. I slammed back the urge to forgive him. 

"Curse me, call me anything you want, just please, talk to me and sleep with me again, bambolina. I'm getting crazy here now!" he begs and closes the gap between us. I rolled my eyes in exasperation and frustrations. This is the thing I hated from him. He'll beg for forgiveness and then he'll do it all over again. I'm so done.

I crawled out of the bed on the other side and casually escaped from him. I heard him let out a harsh breath.

"Fine," his voice toned down a few octave. "I'll see you later, bambolina." He looks crestfallen and my heart felt heavy, but I promptly kick the urge to close our gap and comfort him. It surprises me that he wasn't that playful and does wicked things to seduce me or pursue me. He seems too serious these past two days and it starting to scare me. Is he getting tired of me?

My phone beeps and my attention shifted back to my phone. Bell texted me back. 

You will be Raffy's godmother, right?  - Bell

I smiled. Of course, I would love to. She's my best friend. 

Of course! - Me

I hit send and when I look at Gio, he's gone. My heart suddenly felt empty. I was expecting him to woo me, but he didn't. Now it really bothers me. Is he tired of me? God, I hope not. I just couldn't stand his possessiveness anymore. It's not healthy anymore. It's suffocating and it really offended me. I felt like he doesn't trust me completely. 

I quickly got ready to work even if I don't feel like going. I am so bothered that Gio was acting all strange. He wasn't that persistent anymore. He seems to just give in too easily without even trying. I felt like crying, and I wanted to kick myself after giving him a cold treatment and then I'm feeling all bothered. It was my fault in the first place.  

I was literally dragging myself to the washroom and forced to get myself ready to work. It's passed ten when I arrived at the building. I scanned my surroundings and I felt relieved that I didn't see any of Gio's minions ambling around the street though I could still feel like some eyes were prying at me. I don't know. Maybe I was just too paranoid.

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"It's surprising your boyfriend is nowhere to be seen, not even his shadows," Dean teases me as soon as he occupied the seat beside me with his coffee. Gultan just laughs at his lame joke while I just gave him a deadpan stare. 

I check on my phone again hoping he texted me, but to my dismay, not even a single text. He usually sent me messages, almost every hour, but today, it's really odd. My heart gets heavier as the day is about to end. The frustrations I felt increases as I thought of the possibilities of this small war we had. I'm just hoping, he didn't go and find another girl, just like what other man does when they are mad at their girlfriends.

"Hey," Dean nudge me on the elbow lightly. "You're so quiet. Did you two had a fight?" he guessed as he quirked his eyebrow. He leaned forward and drink his coffee. I look around the break room avoiding his stare. I don't want him to know that I have been giving Gio a cold treatment since yesterday. 

"I'm just worried about my best friend," I lied. My conscience was nagging me, but I ignored it. 

"Clara Bell?" he confirmed.

I nodded.

"What about her?" he casually ask as he made another sip of his coffee. I made a tentative sip of mine and stared at the black steamy liquid after. 

"She's in Texas," I said flatly.

"I thought she's in Russia? Isn't she's the new duchess now?" Dean asked curiosity filled his eyes.

"I don't know what really happened." I shrug my shoulder in nonchalance wanting to drop the topic. It's getting depressing. 

"Well, I just hope her fine." Dean remarks and then turn to see Gultan. "I heard Kirby was asking you for a date?" I snap my head to Gultan's direction just across me and her cheeks turn brighter red. She looks flustered and Dean's grin widened. 

"You are so nosy, Dean. Where did you hear that?" Gultan denied and Dean chuckled and leaned his back against the chair's support. I ignored the two and check on my phone again. No messages.

I drank the last content of my coffee and stood up. "I'll go ahead guys, I need to resume my work and be done soon." I excused myself and place the cup in the sink and left them. Dean was still teasing Gultan.

By the time my work is done, it's already five-thirty at noon. My eyes drifted to my phone  laying on the side of the folders and no messages. My heart is so heavy and heartbroken. Negative things starting to fill my head. 

Why didn't he even texted me? No hi, hello, how are you or even asking me if I had lunch yet? 

Arrghh... I inwardly groaned. 

I could feel the stinging tears welling up around my eyes. I was so used to him not ending the day without fixing us. Is he tired of me always complaining of his possessiveness instead of appreciating him for always keeping me safe?

I tidy up my desk and decided to head straight to my parent's house and have dinner with them instead. I wanted to think and I missed mom. It's been a while since I came to spend time with her. I miss talking with her. 

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Giovanni Leone Santorini's POV

      Isaias stops the cassette and I was still staring at the cassette audio with a blur. My head couldn't process what I just heard. Who is Lucky?

"What are you going to do now, Leone?" asks Isaias snapping me out of my trance. I'm sitting with them and Vito at our favorite hangout place at one of Vito's training and shooting underground. Vito and Isaias owned a security company called V&L Corporate Security Services Ltd. Underground their building was a huge training ground and a shooting range. 

I was clenching my jaws involuntarily, my hands were clenched into a tight ball with my untrimmed nails digging into my palm jarring my whole arms. 

"What if Lucky is Salvo Giudici?" Vito spilled my mind. I was thinking the same thing. I could feel he intense impact in case our hunch is right. My heart is starting to bleed just by thinking about it. It can't be. 

"Enna would be devastated when she found out who he is?" Leone muttered softly, almost inaudible.

"I want to know who is Lucky," I unclenched my hands and shifted my gaze to Vito and Sai. My head is still a blur. 

"Maybe Don Passini knew about the late Juan Flavier Bermudez. I'm sure this fucker has some useful information." I agreed with Vito. I remember the day when Rafael called me about this guy Billy Bennet. And then, came Don Passini, Juan Flavier Bermudez's under bosses and an adopted son. Juan Flavier was actually Salvo's sister lover. 

"Then, we have to make a move before Salvo found out the tape is missing." I agreed so as Vito. The time went by without my knowledge. I totally forgot about Enna. I didn't text her nor call her. 

We left the building around seven and I headed straight back to her condo. Now this relationship with Enna is getting precarious and it's starting to tear me apart. I'm torn between forgetting about my family's justice or forgetting about Enna. If my hunch is right, then my happiness and conscience depended on whatever decision I would choose.

The scene of my father and mom's slaughtered body flashed through my head and my anger bubbled up in my system, gradually rising. Tears stinging under my eyelids. My sister's head were on a different angle and she was raped before she was killed. I couldn't even stare at her without blowing up. My heart bleeds for justice for their death and I'm so close to getting it. I'm dying to see the day that this fucker who killed my family would get the same fate, far worse than what they suffered from them.

I was gripping the steering wheel tightly that my knuckles already white. I unconsciously driving way above maximum speed, until I almost side swept a car I just passed by. I'm just glad there's no cop around and I got home safe and sound. 

When I walk inside the condo, it was so quiet and the room were too dim, only the light from outside that was peeking through the big windows- provided light.  

I turned on the lights and quickly headed to our room but she wasn't there. I went to check her in the guest room and she's not there either. 

I quickly dialed her number. My heart is racing rapidly and horrible scenarios starting to flash in my head. I was clutching the phone tightly as I waited for her to pick up the call. 

"Dammit, pick up the phone Enna!" I grumbled under my breath. 

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A/N: I'm sorry guys... I apologized for the slow updates. As I have said, I'm always working long hours much to my dismay. As much as I wanted to get back to my routine, but I needed sleep. I can't think clearly and my brain shuts off when I don't get much sleep. I hope you all understand.

I apologized too if this chapter is too short. This is all I could write for now. It took me half day to write all this. That's how it is hard for me to make my brain work and so my heart. 

I hope you'll still continue to support this story of Enna and Gio..