Chapter 9: Chapter 9

"I still don't get how he had the death of our family planned after all he was to us. To Pa. " Angry over the fact I saw him more than pa's best friend but an uncle. He gifted me a present that fateful night only for him to take it all away, wrecking my whole life. That ruined all my birthdays for me, mourning each year on that very day the death of my family I didn't get to see their corpses. I ran and never came back, not anymore.

"That's because he is a snake. An envious motherfucking snake." Lucien grits out eyes on the screen looking at him exit the restaurant the night Elijah found me all thanks to Alexei and his awesome skills.

Shaking my head. "No Lucien. I watch him die." His eyes meets mine having a somber look. Turning my head away, I hate to think of that night because it has me feeling helpless, alone and cold. Like a scared little girl without her ma and pa. A night which ruined not only my childhood but my life in general, I was never the same girl again when I left Italy with a fake passport.

"Did you hear anything about his plans?" Elijah ask looking me dead in the eyes. Heaving, I breath out finding comfort in his voice; in the way his eyes watches me searching for

anything amiss. Ready to dive in for the save.

I nod looking at all three men before it settles on Elijah. "His plan was to leave Sicily with me that night you found me for Germany where he had a dealer on arms for supplies. Force me into a court marriage and claim our baby that way the mafia won't suspect him, then come back for the mafia." My throat tightens in a knot as fear grip me. What if Elijah wasn't there coincidentally? Will I still be here or will I be on a plane to Germany and a supposed marriage with claims to my child.

My eyes flits to Lucien. "I told him our family will never bow down to him which he decided to marry me, claiming he saved me from the brutal massacre. He has the perfect plan to tell them he saved me and we wish to get married with PA and ma blessings." Looking to my invincible bump and then to Elijah. "He wants our child. That is why he did not kill me."

The fire behind Elijah's grey reflects a stormy cloud, so dark, scary and powerful. One ready to swallow anything in its path, face morphs into a permanent scowl still fixated at me. He says in anger dripping out.

"Alexei check all CCTV scans of anyone going in and out of all airports in Germany. Private ports, everything. I want nothing left out."

"Da." He replies leaving the group with his tablet in hand tapping furiously away. I didn't fail to also recognize the anger on his face, one crazy like he is.

"Lucien..." Elijah continues.

But my brother cut him off walking closer to me."On it." Placing a kiss to my head. "Have to go Sonny munchkin." A small smile crosses my face to which he grins.

"Stop calling me that." I whine. Before he can retort Elijah break us up having Lucien glare at him menacingly.

"We board the jet in the next twelve hours. Don't be late." He commands dismissing him

away.

Too much testosterone around me. Rolling my eyes at both males antics.

"Still don't want him around my nephew or my sister." He says rather loudly to spite Elijah who didn't twitch a brow just stoic waiting for him to leave. Kissing his both cheeks, I watch him leave for the little speedboat.

Feeling his presence behind me. "You didn't have to be rude. That's my brother and he is family whether you like it or not. So work it out." I know he wants to say something, possibly flare up; instead his hand wrap around my waist pulling me closer. Typical Elijah. Sighing, I melt into his arms.

"I'm scared Elijah."

"Don't be. You have that crazy fucker over there." Twirling us to face Alexei who flips the bird on him walking into his own speedboat, unlike Lucien who has someone riding it for him Alexei fires up the ignition giving that deranged smile before speeding away leaving us alone on the huge boat. "Your brother whom I will mistakenly kill one of this days." Stomping hard on his foot which he burst out laughing, like full blown boisterous laughter that has me chuckling. Once sober, he turns me to look at me kissing my lips hard yet passionate. "And me." I blush watching him.

"If it means having Leandro's head on a pole to see you smile. I will gladly do it." I know that. Countless times he has killed for me and will do it over again if it means to have me happy, safe and with him. I became his priced possession, his Princess.

Standing on a tiptoe, I pull him down for a kiss. "I love you Elijah."

"I love you more Princess."