Chapter 28 : We Will Take Care Of You
Chapter 28: We Will Take Care Of You
Sophie
I went to sleep after replying to their good night messages and I woke up surrounded by smoke. Half of my apartment was on fire and I couldn't breathe. I was backed up against the window, my door was on fire and I couldn't get out. I couldn't get out. I couldn't get out and I could hear screams echoing as the smoke suffocated me. My window was not opening, the handle was jammed, I was trying to open it, trying to break in but nothing was working. There was nothing for me to break it with.
Everything was so hot, I felt like my skin was burning even though the flame hadn't touched me. My hair was sticking to my face, the fire came closer and closer and closer. I knew I was panicking, I knew I had to keep a clear mind to get out but all I could do was try to move the damn handle. My knees weakened and before I knew it, I was falling on my carpet. I kept a hand on my heart, trying to breathe. I needed to do something, I needed to do something. I needed to get out. My eyes refused to move, I couldn't breathe in here. Smoke surrounded me, I could see the dress burning on my chair, my bookshelf was burning. That stack of books beside it that Angelo hated so much was burning too. Everything was burning. I was choking on my tears, I was looking down at my hands on the carpet and my rings were not there. My eyes closed.
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Adriano POV.
“What I want to know is how the fúck did she get hurt?” I asked and they were silent.
I smashed the whisky glass on the wall, fucking fell. I took my gun out and saw them stiffen. All ten of them, Angelo was watching silently and Luciano was in one of the many guest rooms upstairs with Sophie. I pointed at the first man and shot him, my hand jerking with the impact. Blood sprayed on the wall.
“How?” I asked softly to the remaining one, they had been good guards till now.
“How the fúck did my woman get hurt?”
“The fire spread out quickly, boss.” The one on the right said.
“It started on her floor, it was impossible to get to her.”
“Impossible to get to her?” Angelo chuckled, standing up.
“What would have happened if you went up there?” He asked.
“We would have died.” He shot him.
“By the time we are done with you guys, you will wish you had died saving her.” I said and motioned for the other guards to take the dead bodies away. They didn't beg for mercy, I would ensure that they do that later. For now, I needed to see her. I climbed the giant staircase with my brother and opened the door, she was there. She had not been injured because of the fire, she was okay.
She had been saved before she could inhale too much smoke, some cough drops were prescribed but that was it. Thank goodness. I walked inside, Luciano was sitting beside her on the bed, holding her hand.
“Did you deal with them?” He asked.
“Few were still alive.” Angelo replied as he took his shoes off and got to the bed to sit on her other side. I just stood there and watched her.
Her skin was a little pale, her hair was sticking to her skin and her eyebrows were pinched. She had been so close…I shook my head. She is not going anywhere, nothing could hurt her again. My phone buzzed and I looked at the screen and it was an unknown number. I opened the message and there was a picture of three rings I knew too well placed on a small sign of Fraternity. The threat was clear and the cause of fire too. We set his house on fire, he was setting fire to the world.
I was laying next to her, she had curled into a ball beside me and setting her head on my arm. I was just looking at her. She is the most beautiful woman I had ever set my eyes on, everything about her intrigued me. It wasn't particularly her innocence, it was her everything. I doubted I would have been able to resist these beautiful eyes if she had half of the city, I would just have a lot of people to kill then.
“Darling?” I called, it was around three in the afternoon and she needed to eat.
She snuggled into me and I smiled. She had been terrified of us when we first met her and now her stutters were becoming less frequent. We had to convince her to stay with us, either here or in one of the penthouses we had in the city. Everything was becoming too dangerous and I would be damned before she got hurt in this shit show. I cupped her cheek, she snuggled into it.
“I will take care of you, kitten.” I whispered, running my thumb over her cheekbones.
Slowly her eyes opened, she frowned at the light infiltrating the room and then looked at me.
“Adriano?” Her voice was hoarse, she coughed. I moved away and picked up the glass of water on the nightstand table and helped her sit up and gave her the glass. She grabbed it with both of her hands and gulped it down. She gave it back, looking lost.
I picked her up and sat her down on my lap. She curled into me, one hand grabbing the material of my shirt. She was shaking.
“You are okay” I cupped her cheek, tears filled her tired eyes.
“You are safe now.” I assured her.
“I..I thought I was going to die.” She whispered hoarsely, tears running free now and I wiped them away.
“I was so scared.” She closed her eyes, putting her face in the crook of my neck and crying. I held her tightly, rubbing her back.
I had never expected my life to turn out like this, comforting a woman while she shook in my arms. She was soft against me, like the fucking sunshine against my storm. She was everything I wasn't and could never be. But she is mine, ours.
“Adriano?”
“Yes?”
“Please, don't let go.” She murmured and my arms tightened around.
“Never, darling.”