Her Mafia Lord

Chapter Thirty Steven

“Hello Bianca” Bianca didn’t dare look at the rare mirror; she thought of those moments where someone would creep on another human being and get decapitated. Her breathings were fast at the moment, and she was sweating profusely.

“So you haven’t stopped chickening out” There was something particular about that voice. Bianca could bet that she had heard it before and deep down in her instinct, she could feel the voice wasn’t one that was friendly in the past.

“Okay can you stop with all the hysterics and just look around?” Bianca couldn’t dare turn around and look.

“Please” Slowly and calculatedly, she turned her head after taking a deep breath to see who was speaking.

“Hello Bianca” She gasped upon seeing the familiar face smiling at her. “Holy sweet Jesus! Romeo?” She said in disbelief.

“In flesh and blood” Romeo commented, dusting off imaginary particles off his body.

“Please don’t kidnap me, I beg you” Bianca suddenly began to plead, reminiscing over their last encounter.

“If I wanted to abduct you, I would have done that earlier today at the school” That seemed to calm Bianca down a bit but she wasn’t going to trust him that much.

“You may be wondering, why am I here?” Bianca nodded. “Well, it turns out that I figured out the shit I did in the past and I am here to reconcile with you,” Romeo explained with a tone of regret.

“Reconcile with me? Romeo, clearly you remembered the hell you put me through in that restroom don’t you?” Her voice began to increase in tempo as she thought back to those previous events that had happened in her life.

“I know Bianca! I know I shouldn’t have done what I did. I was only covered with the clothes of sexual urges.” Romeo explained.

“And with all this said, you have come here to seek my forgiveness?” Bianca asked this time her voice returning back to its calm state.

“Yes, I have been looking for you, firstly to tell you that my brother has been discharged from the hospital, and also, I took myself for a therapy session in Ohio ” Romeo revealed.

“Ohio?” Bianca asked.

“Yea, Ohio. You see, after your boyfriend sent his men after me, I had a change of heart and thought of seeking therapy. Obtained a loan” He explained in detail

“And I guessed you used the money for therapy?” Bianca asked.

“Yes, I used the money for Therapy. I really needed to see a therapist because my cravings for sex were getting out of hand” Bianca sighed and stared closely at Romeo. Though the backseat was dark, she could still make out some of his visible features. He seemed to have reduced in weight and also he looked a bit handsome from the last time they met.

“Why are you back aside coming to seek forgiveness?”

“To school of course, I mean I gotta admit, I have missed a lot of stuff in school” Romeo pointed out.

“Sounds like I am not the only one” Bianca mumbled to herself.

“So uhm, we would be seeing each other frequently right?” Romeo asked, touching the back of his neck. When did Romeo become shy? Bianca thought to herself.

“Yea for sure, if you don’t creep on me I guess” They both chuckled

“You really have found yourself a sense of humor”

“I get that alot” Bianca replied. “How did you get in though? I mean I locked the doors before meeting up with my friends”

“That will be my secret,” Romeo indicated before opening the door to leave.

“Uhmm. Romeo?” He stopped and looked at her.

“It’s great to have you back” Bianca admitted honestly.

“The pleasure is mine,” He replied.

***

“What do you mean they set you both up?? Giovanni asked with so much anger.

“Boss, it was a dead end. The men had us trapped” Lucifer spoke from the end of the phone.

“Shit!” And they took the money and the stuff?” Giovanni asked, holding his hands to his temple.

“Yes boss, they got everything”

“Alright listen up carefully, I am giving you both a special mission. I will be wiring your bank account with a sum of ten million dollars. I want you to find the Arabian men and have them killed” Giovanni instructed carefully.

“And what of your warehouse boss?” Lucifer asked.

“Shut it down”

“Noted boss” Giovanni hung up afterwards. He was frustrated having heard the news from Lucifer. He happened to have built his warehouse from the scratch and although it was distinct from the family’s own in Russia, he thrived efficiently in his business.

Still thinking about the warehouse issue, Imade came to the living room and snuggled herself close to him.

“What seems to bother you babe?” She asked, noticing his gloomy face.

“A Lot of shit happening lately but I will be fine” He responded not reacting in any form to her touch.

“I just remembered something! Babe, I got us entry into a ball tomorrow night” Imade announced smiling at him.

“A ball?” He asked, looking up at her confused.

“Yeah a ball; a masked ball to be precise”

“And who is hosting the ball?” He asked.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“One of my long time friends. Her husband instructed her to host the ball where only the rich would come and dine. I mean the creme d la’ creme” Imade mentioned trying to make use of her rehearsed french accent.

“Alright then, I will be anticipating the forthcoming ball” he said absentmindedly. He wanted Imade off his neck. Giovanni knew she had a way of pestering people into doing stuff they don’t want.

“That’s great, I simply can’t wait!” She exclaimed, acting like a teenager.

*****

Amore home earlier than he used to be and discovered Bianca hadn’t returned. He was worried a bit but was aware that Bianca would never run away without Alonso. While he was settled in on the couch, watching the Jimmy Fallon show, he received a call from Brown.

“What is the situation?” He asked.

“Judging from all I saw at the scene, whoever had taken that file did it on the ground of making a statement” Brown analyzed

“So what could be possibly done?”

“I checked the footage for all entry into the building as of the time this incident occurred, it turns out that at the same time two suspects entered the building,” Brown explained further.

“Who are these suspects?” He asked curiously

“One is an old woman, while the other, happens to be a young man probably in his early twenties” Giovanni thought of the scenario and a thought came to his mind.

“What would an old woman possibly be doing in my cooperation?” He aired out his thoughts to Brown.

“A good question that will require a critical analysis to produce a quality result” Brown stated.

“Alright then, let me leave you to solve this mystery out. When you eventually get a result, do not hesitate to inform me, I will be awaiting” Giovanni indicated before hanging up.

The moment he dropped his phone, Bianca entered the living room. Amore was speechless for some seconds as he tried to understand how she was able to look beautiful effortlessly each time he laid his eyes on her.

“Okay stop staring at me like that, you are creeping me out” Bianca mentioned.

“How do you manage to look so beautiful?” Amore revealed his thoughts to her.

“You flatter me Amore ” she started acting shy from the compliment.

“Come now, tell me what is happening” Bianca didn’t understand.

“I don’t get it”

“I mean, what’s happening with you?” Amore asked.

“Nothing?” She sounded rather like asking a question than replying to the statement.

“Why did you choose to leave out Antonia while going out this evening. I mean you should know that I am the leader of the Elite’s family and as you know, there are certain Mafia lords that will pay any sacrifice to stay at the top like we do” Bianca was aware of this fact he was bringing to the table.

“I understand babe, I didn’t want another Lucifer scene occuring again” She pointed out settling down on the other side of the couch.

“Lucifer? Who is that” He asked, trying to point out where he had heard that name.

“Well, he happens to be Giovanni’s bodyguard. The one you all sent to Russia to calm the Vladimir situation down” She explained and watched as his lashes twitched up, deducing that he remembered.

“So what about him?”

“Babe, that’s another story for another day. I want to ask for a favor though” said Bianca, pouring her lips like a teenager.

“Go on,” He urged.

“There is this mask ball happening tomorrow and it is hosted by Doris’ father and of course, it’s for the men in the big leagues. I would like to grace the occasion” She pleaded.

“You said tomorrow?” Amore asked, playing with his beards.

“Yeah, tomorrow”

“I will come with you” He revealed, causing all the adrenaline popping through her body to die down.

“Aren’t you supposed to be somewhere tomorrow?” she asked, remembering he made mention of a meeting with some of his prospective clients.

“That’s true! Well then, I guess I will just have to leave you alone to the ball sadly” Bianca felt inner happiness. She was finally going to have enough space with her friends.

“Don’t worry babe, I will fill you up on the details when you arrive, I promise” She pecked him on the cheeks, and carried her shoes to her room.

“Bianca will be the death of me” Carl revealed after she was gone.