Filed to story: No Escape From The Mafia Kings Embrace
“Yours too”, I pouted. Luca grinned, “Mine too”, he uttered, as I closed the door. It was hell using the restroom, but I wasn’t surprised that Luca stood at the door waiting for me when I opened it. His arms were instantly back around me, taking the weight off of my leg. I sighed with relief, making Luca look at my face.
“You are the strongest fucking person I know”, he muttered, remorsefully. I half smiled, as we made our way back to the bed. Luca helped me adjust and get comfortable. “How do you feel, bambina?”, he asked, stroking my cheek. “Sore”, I answered, gently. Luca nodded, “On a scale from one to ten?”, he inquired. “A solid six”, I answered honestly. “Thank you, piccola”, he muttered, kissing my forehead.
I grabbed the collar of his shirt as he tried to pull back from me. He must have put his shirt on before going to let them know I was awake. Luca knew what I wanted, I didn’t even have to ask. He leaned in and connected his lips to mine, kissing me softly. The room door opened, drawing us apart. It was a nurse with two food trays, followed by Sergio.
“Sorella (sister), I’m glad to see you awake”, he greeted. “Glad to be awake”, I responded. The nurse set down the trays and left the room. “Is someone going to come check your vital signs?”, Luca growled. “Luca, it’s okay. She probably only works in the cafeteria. I’m sure someone else will be here soon. It’s okay, I’m okay”, I said gently, trying to calm him. “Has he been like this the whole time?”, Sergio asked.
I shook my head, making Sergio roll his eyes. “I have information for you two. I figured I would deliver it in person, instead of waiting for Luca to call”, Sergio said. Luca opened the lid on my plate, and causally started feeding me. “What do you got?”, he asked.
“This shooter’s name is Antiono, he works for Franky, obviously”, Sergio said. “Is that it?”, Luca asked. I watched his eyebrows furrow as he tried to keep his focus on me. “No, he is supposed to be Franky’s best sniper. His goal was not to kill Marabella last night”, Sergio answered cautiously. “Then what the fuck was his goal?”, Luca broke, turning to look at Sergio.
Sergio swallowed hard and stirred uncomfortably in place. “Sergio”, Luca barked. “To damage her uterus so that she can’t have kids”, Sergio answered reluctantly. Luca growled as he stood up. “Well, the stupid mother fucker missed. So much for being the best shot”, Luca roared.
Sergio’s eyes turned hopeful. “He did?”, he asked. “Yes, he hit her upper thigh”, Luca answered, running his fingers through his hair and turning to look at me. The fear that flashed in his eyes was pure, as we realized the Grande scheme that Franky had planned, take out the blood line all together.
Luca grabbed my face roughly and slammed his lips to mine like he was drowning and I was his air. “Damn, brother. Let her breathe”, Sergio said. Luca growled, “Fuck off, go find the doctor”, he instructed, before reclaiming my lips. Sergio chuckled as he exited the room.
“When you start to feel better. We are going to start training. It’s time to kill that asshole”, Luca growled against my lips. “Okay”, I agreed breathlessly. Luca groaned as he kissed me again. Finally, the doctor walked in, Sergio still in line.
“How are we feeling this morning, Mrs. Barello?”, the doctor asked. “Ready to go home”, I answered. The doctor chuckled and nodded, “Soon, your vitals seem to be doing great, except last night. They seem to have gone haywire. Can you tell me why?”, he inquired. I froze, I did not want to tell this guy that I had a nightmare of my husband dying in my arms.
“She had a bad dream, we took care of it”, Luca answered for me. The doctor nodded, as I grabbed ahold of Luca’s arm. “It’s okay, piccola”, he whispered in my ear, before kissing my temple. “I need to check your wound, change the dressing and then you can be on your way if there is no problems”, the doctor said, approaching me.
I must not have been very conscious last night, because I don’t even remember them dressing my wound. I tried to scoot away from him and into Luca. The doctor frowned as he looked over at Luca. “Sir, I need to be able to see her wound”, he told him. Luca gently reached across my body and pulled the covers back.
I tried to fight him, but Luca gave me a stern look, “Hold still, piccola”, he said in a low tone. I squeaked, as I watched Luca pull the bandage off of my wound. “It looks like it is healing nicely. Are you going to let me redress it?”, the doctor asked. “Can you do it?”, I whispered to Luca. Luca nodded, “Yes, piccola. I can do it”, he answered.
Luca looked at the doctor, “Just bring me what I need”, he instructed. The doctor rolled his eyes, but nodded. I could feel the instant tension in Luca’s arm at the doctor’s actions. I stroked his arm gently to relieve some of it. “I want you to take me straight to him”, I said, drawing Luca’s and Sergio’s eyes to me. “Excuse me?”, Luca said.
“You heard me, Luca. I want to be brought straight to Antonio. I want to see the man that shot me. See the look in his face when he realizes he is a shit shot”, I answered. Luca smirked triumphantly. “As you wish, My Queen”, he nodded politely. “Luca”, Sergio said roughly. “It’s time to see your Queen when she is pissed”, Luca said, recognizing the anger in my eyes.
The doctor returned with all of the materials that Luca would need to redress my wound. “I will start her discharge papers”, he informed us. “Thank you”, Luca nodded, as he stood and began cleaning and prepping my wound. “Do you fear the doctor, sorella?”, Sergio asked. I sighed, as I looked up at Luca first, then over at Segio.
“It’s not the particular doctor. It’s all doctors. I had a few bad experiences with them and now I don’t want to be around them at all”, I answered vaguely. Luca looked up at me curiously, but knew not to ask in front of his brother. Luca’s hands were gentle as he bandaged me up. “You are much gentler”, I murmured, catching his eye. He grinned softly, and stroked his thumb over the skin of my thigh.
