Chapter 45: Chapter 45
ELIJAH
Opening the door hearing the girl called Ella says hushling using her index on her lips as emphasis. "Quiet, someone will hear you." I doubt they heard me open the door because they went on with their hush whispering by the window.
"You have to tell him." Nia says exasperatedly in whispers.
"I can't especially not now." Motioning with her head at the woman on the bed indicating Mrs Vatore still in a sleep induced coma after her surgery with no hope from the doctors of her waking up. "This is really a bad time to bring it up for him."
"He has to know Ella," Ella quirks a brow looking at her pointedly; like a switch blade Nia immediately counter her unspoken word. "and don’t play guilty trip on me because that won't work. My situation was very different from yours."
What situation?
Raising her hands in mock surrender. "Okay, okay. Sheesh." Shivering jocular flipping her grey braids behind her shoulder scratching her mocha brows biting her lips. I wonder what this is all about clearing my throat, I announce my presence.
"Mmh mhh." Both females looks shocked to see me there.
"Sorry." Queasy, her friend sits up diverting her eyes away from my piercing grey blushing sheepishly. Why is she acting weird?
"Your brother is getting coffee by the machine." Walking closer to the duo.
"Yeah, I will leave you two alone. I gotta go, I'm sure he is calling for me, you know with everything that has happened. Okay bye now." In a flash, she is out of the door with me looking as if I disturbed their deep conversation.
"What is wrong with her?" Her head tilts to the side letting a giggle out, okay what is funny?
Looking behind me I catch Ella threatening her if that is what I think it is. Her hand making a slice to her neck almost poking her eyes with her two finger glaring deathly at Nia who laugh it off. Meeting my eyes she yelps, slyly walking out of sight.
"Nothing." Nia replies having my brow furrow looking at her and back at the empty doorway. Okay, I drawl internally striding closer to her.
"Here drink this, it will help with the parchment." Handing her a cup of her favorite beverage while I search for a vase placing the flower I got for her mother inside sitting it beside her bed on the table. Smiling, she takes it from my hand standing right in front of me that I could smell the enticing fragrance of her bath lotion, and hair conditioner. Two beautiful distinctive fragrance but enticing to my nostrils, like a soothing calm.
"Thanks." She sips slowly before pulling the cup away from her lips letting out a heavy sigh. The dire need to her touch for comfort causes my fingers to tingle reaching for her tensed shoulders. Slowly I massage her muscles, placing chaste kisses in her hair and this time I'm rewarded with a delightful sigh.
"Your body is tensed." Downcast, a gloomy look clouds her facial glancing briefly at her mother laying still on the bed with tubes connected to her body as the monitor beeps at intervals.
"I'm trying to stay positive here but at the same time I'm scared. She hasn’t woken up since the surgery last seventy-two hours."
Receiving a call from Alexei when I was in a meeting I knew something like that would happen and she will sacrificially put herself in the line. Telling Alexei to meet me there with our men, I speed as fast as I could just to save her from herself and as predicted I watch her take her mother's place. Knowing I wouldn't make it before the bullet reaches her , I fired the first shot straight into Leandro's skull and I guess out of shock his own gun went off hitting her mother who took her place. The fucker deserved anything more than a soft, clean death more than anyone I have ever killed in my line of duty but that was the only way to save Nia from killing herself.
"Let's go for a walk, I think the baby needs some air." Nodding, she drops her cup interlacing our fingers together as I lead the way out of the room towards the hospital garden.
The situation got me thinking, what if I wasn't there to save her and she got killed? What if her mother didn't sense her turmoil and stop her from endangering herself and the baby? Probably I would have gone berserk on Leandro. As much as I didn't want this life for her, as much as I try to protect her for shit like this; it won't always be normal with us. We are mafias, born to rule, ready to kill; we may have evades a brutal war amongst two great thrones but what about the future. A future with my son, Santiago has been off the grid and who know who else will be after us in the near future.
"Elijah! Elijah? Are you alright?" Looking down at her, how do I tell her I feel responsible for everything that has happened to her but I know she will condemn me if I ever said those words. I need to give her something she will never forget, something worthwhile.
"Something came up and I need to get back to the hotel." Nodding, brushing her hair away from her face.
"Okay. I will come with you. Let me kiss mum first before we leave." Looking at me quizzically. "Hope nothing is wrong in the hotel?" Raising her hand to my lips placing a wet kiss there, I reply.
"Nothing you should worry about Nia. Come let's go say goodbye to your mother."
Silently, we walk back to the private rooms in a comfortable niche immensed in our thoughts, pulling the door open for her; suddenly a loud gasp escapes from her lips unlocking our fingers which she covers her mouth with tearing up. Quickly I follow the trail of her sight to the cause of her gasping. "Ma? Oh mama!" She cries happily rushing to Mrs Vatore sitting on the bed talking to the doctor. Her brother and his woman present in the room.
"Well, she seems to be in good shape. If you want I can process her discharge immediately." The doctor says closing the notepad smiling at the siblings.
"Please do. I can't stand the smell of anticeptics anymore." Says Mrs Vatore causing them to laugh heartily.
"Do have a lovely day Mrs Vatore."
"Bless you doctor." And he leaves but not before giving Nia a sly look making my face frown, cathing my hard gaze he cleared his throat walking out of the room hastily. He better.
"My babies, look how big you both are." She hugs her children smiling like she wasn't just shot or was in a coma for days.
"We thought we lost you." Nia cries wiping a lone tear.
Immediately Mrs Vatore face morphs into a stern glare reprimanding her daughter. "Don’t you dare try that ever again." On impulse, our eyes meet giving her the 'serves you right' glare.
"What is wrong with you child? Didn’t I teach you anything about family?" And there she went on cursing and swearing in Italian. I couldn’t help the smirk growing on my lips watching her mother chastise her. Maybe after now she will listen but I surely doubt, this pretty Latina with lush curls on her head is a vixen, a very disobedient vixen who loves daring the wits out of me.
"Sorry mother." Saying au so remorsefully while flipping the bird at me. I chuckle, my phone going off seeing the caller ID.
Excusing myself walking away from the family. "Now who is this lovely young lady?" Referring to Ella standing behind her brother.
"Aleksey , eto sdelano ?" (Alexei, is it done?)
"Ubeditesʹ , chto nichego ne khochet·sya , inache u menya budet tvoya golova , yesli yey eto ne nravit·sya ." (Make sure nothing goes amiss or I will have your head if she doesn’t like it.) He lets out a heavy laugh as I hang up angst about the upcoming event I put in plan for us. I hope she likes it or I surely will defenestrate my brother.
"Mr Ivanov." Mrs Vatore calls.
"Vladimir, ma'am." She smiles ushering me closer with the flip of her hand.
"Thank you for keeping my baby safe." I didn't know how to reply even if I could. Words couldn't surpass the true meaning to what she has done to me or what we share. Like a reflex, my eyes trails to her talking animatedly with her brother and his woman at the corner, as if detecting my eyes are on her she turns looking at me, a heavy blush falls on her face giving a harmless shrug.
"I love her ma'am, that's all I can say." I'm quite sure she heard me going three shades darker biting her lips like she does when she's timid.
"Mmh." Her mother drawls looking between the both of us snapping my face back to the older version of my fiancee.
"Come on, lets go." I call for Nia who quickly came by my side. She bends low saying something to Mrs Vatore while I give a cordial nod to her brother who reciprocated even though half his concentration is on the little woman he hugs. Touching me lightly, she smiles shyly causing my dick to twitch.
Not here mister. Just a little longer okay.
Chanting the pep talk to my dick straining against my pant. Saying our goodbyes we walk towards the door. Her mother shouts. "Have fun you two and make me more grandbabies." Nia almost stumbled at the statement blushing furiously.
"Ma!!!"
Old Mrs Vatore laughed at her perilous plight. I couldn't help the smirk on my lips dragging her out of the room in accordance to Mrs Vatore's wishes wanting to sink my dick in her warm wet pussy. Oh! It's going to be a very long ride.