Matteo's POV

I walked around realizing how much I'd missed out on. I've never realized how beautiful this town is. It makes me wanna stay here instead of our mansion back in Rome. I looked down at my watch and realized it was almost time for the meeting. After a few blocks, I finally reached my destination. I rang the doorbell so the mafia boss knew I was there. 

"Who is it?" I hear a buzz loudly from the doorbell "It's Matteo, Sir" I say. 

"Come on in" I hear as the door pops open. I walk in making sure I look and look in the mirror on my right to make sure I look well put together before fully walking into his office. I push open the door to see the mafia boss sitting at his very oversized desk. I wasn't scared of this man. He was old and starting to forget stuff. He acts like a macho man but he's not. 

"Hello, Matteo," he says in a deep intimidating voice. 

"Sir," I say. 

"So you're here for money that you don't deserve eh" he says. 

"Well, Sir I wouldn't say "don't deserve" we helped you and you promised the cash," I say. 

"The main thing is that you did a shit job of helping us," he says. 

My blood runs cold instantly. Who does this man think he is? We fucking helped him not get caught and go under. "What do you mean Sir we helped you not get caught," I say with a stern voice."

*heh* That's funny because last time I checked all you did was mess things up" he says. I see something move out of the corner of my eye. You gotta be kidding me right there's no way he has other people with him right now. He noticed that I saw something and whistled loudly. Two very large armed men walk out from behind these huge red curtains that drape down the windows. 

"What the fuck you said no other people" I yell in a stern tone. 

"No I told you to not bring people, never said that I couldn't have people. You screwed us and got two of my best men killed" he says as he gets up from his seat. He then gets up and with one last smirk walks out of the dimly lit room. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. What should I do? 

I have nothing on me right now, no knife, no gun, and not even backup. I should have been smarter than this; I should have seen it coming. The two men approach me with knives ready in their hands. I quickly run to grab a vase and smash it, leaving shards everywhere. I grabbed the biggest shard as they started sprinting towards me. 

One of them on my right and the other on my left the guy on my right started slashing his knife at me. I quickly grab his hand and snap it in half. He yelps and drops to the floor like a fucking baby. Maybe he wasn't as big as he let on. 

The guy on the left got a few punches in simply because I was distracted. I pulled a quick move and sliced his arm with the sharp shard from the glass vase. While I was doing that he managed to stab me in my stomach. They both were hurt so I took a chance to run. I started running as fast as I could. 

I reached the exit and looked down at my stomach. There was a knife sticking out and my white button-up. The bloody stain was rapidly growing by the minute. I kept the knife in my stomach knowing that if I removed it it would cause more blood loss. I only know that because of Sage. Sometimes while she was studying she would go on little tangits and repeat information out loud. 

I heard heavy footsteps in the hallway so I ran out of the exit and just started running. I did not know what to do or where to go. I could feel the knife slowly piercing me deeper as I ran. I stopped after a few blocks because I was in too much pain. I made it out to the main road and started flagging down a taxi. It took a few tries but finally, after three passing me on stopped I slung myself into the taxi. 

"Where you headed to" he looked in the mirror and his eyes grew. "

Shit dude, I'm taking you to the hospital" he says. 

"Yes please," I say, panting.