Chapter 66: Chapter Sixty Six

*Enzo*

After putting Domenico to bed, which was a challenge, he was heavy as hell for a smaller guy, I went and took my morning run. Throughout, all I could think about was him and whatever problems he was facing. I wasn’t sure if he was going to open up to me, but I was going to try.

By the time I got back the sun came up to bask the land with morning dew. After showering I head to the kitchen where the fresh smell of morning coffee was calling my name. Maria was starting to make breakfast as I grabbed a steaming cup.

“You’re up earlier than usual.” Was her first words of the day.

“I had a hard time sleeping. Thought taking an early run would help.” I sit down at the island in the center of the room.

“You and that grandfather of yours.” She was cutting potatoes and throwing them in a bowl getting them ready to fry in the pan that was already heated.

I frown at her statement. “Is Nonno not sleeping?” I ask, feeling a little worried.

She shrugs after cutting the last one and washing her hands. “It’s off and on for the past couple of months. Don’t tell him I said this, but I think it’s his old age. His body isn’t what it used to be. Besides, he’s worried about the three of you. With everything that’s happened it’s like it aged him even more.”

She frowns as she says this, walking over to me on the other side. “I know the kind of life that you two boys lead but try to at least consider him every once and awhile. He may not talk to his sons anymore, but you two boys are everything to him. He worries about you constantly.”

My shoulders sag hearing her say that. I know he worries about us. But he didn’t have too. Still it can’t be easy for him to see one of his grandsons being threatened to be killed. Speaking of which, I needed to go check on him.

“Don’t worry Maria. I’ll try my best to make sure Nonno doesn’t stress anymore than he already has.”

Remembering the scare I had at the hospital when he seemed he couldn’t catch his breath enters my mind. She was right. Nonno wasn’t getting any younger and his heart may not take most of our shenanigans much longer. I had to keep that in mind, hell we both do.

Drinking the last of my coffee I wash my cup and place it in the drying rack before heading out. I head back up the stairs to check on Gabby to see she was still blissfully asleep. Then I head to my cousin’s room and don’t bother knocking as I stride right in.

Of course he was still passed out in the same position and clothes I left him in. His mouth was hanging wide open as the snoring seemed to have gotten worse. Sighing heavily I close the door behind me, check the collections of books on the bookshelves on the wall and settle myself in the plush armchair that was in the corner next to the window.

Getting myself comfortable I look to him and shake my head. Opening to the first page I begin reading, waiting for him to awaken from his drunken stupor and to a welcoming hangover I knew he was definitely going to feel.

We needed to have a nice little conversation between the two of us about what his deal was and how we were going to move forward with Alejandro Russo. Because I don’t like the fact the man has been silent. Something was going to happen, and I wanted to be prepared for when it does.

***

Dom sputters and coughs as he tries to regain control of his lungs. I stand there over him with a cup that had just seconds ago been filled with water. I had sat there for over three hours allowing him to sleep it off and I was done waiting for him to wake on his own.

Gabby had came up earlier to bring my breakfast and after a quick explanation of me finding him this morning and what I was doing now, she quietly left me to my dealings. She didn’t question as she simply smiled, gave me a kiss, and left me alone since.

Not once has Ivy bothered to come check on him.

Not like I was expecting her too anyways. Honestly, it wasn’t a shock to anyone. Nonno came three times to see how things were going, but since Dom wasn’t in any danger he just casually leaves the room, only to come back up to check on him again. Like I thought previously, he was worried about him as much as I was.

There were even a few times that Maria came and asked if there was anything I needed, but I declined each time.

“Get up, we need to talk.” I say in that deep way of mine that stated no bullshit.

Throwing him a towel that I brought along with me I start heading out to give him some privacy. Just as I reached for the door my cell begins ringing. Checking to see who it was I quickly answer.

“Anything?” Was my immediate reply.

“Why hello to you too.” Charlie says sarcastically in a false sweet voice.

He had left a little while ago to check on some things for me as well as my businesses that I still needed to run on the daily. It wasn’t just going to run itself, even in the middle of all this chaos that was currently happening in my life. As my trustworthy assistant I placed him in charge of all my assets until I was ready to resume back to work.

“Cut the chase Charlie, what’s up?”

I wait for Dom just outside his door. I could faintly hear him cussing as he moves around unsteadily and clumsily. He wasn’t being very quiet that’s for sure.

“I got a report back on Elena Russo. Apparently according to our invisible friend she met up with Dario Moretti not that long ago at The Grand Hotel.”

Hearing that sparked my interest big time. “About Gabby?” I ask because what else could it be if not her? Just thinking about it still pissed me off.

“That was their main topic. But it seems there’s more to it than just that. You’re not going to like it though.”

I tightly grip my phone not liking the sound of his tone suddenly changing darker.

“Tell me.” I demand.

“They know about you and Gabriela, and it isn’t pretty.”