Chapter 76: Chapter Seventy Six

*Gabriela*

I sit there with Giovanni as he tried to calm himself down. I haven’t seen him so worked up since…ever. It made me worried for his health and his heart. He wasn’t getting any younger and with these new developments happening I was afraid it was going to be all to much for him to handle.

“Let me get you some water.” I offered as I stand up to head for the kitchen.

I quickly grab a glass and open a cold bottle from the fridge. I hear a door being slammed open and heavy footsteps storming in. With a furrowed brow I barely make it back before I hear Enzo grit out angrily,

“He’s gone. Domenico was taken.”

“What?!” Giovanni gasped in shock and rage.

He quickly stands up, staring at his oldest grandson. I wasn’t sure what was going on, it wasn’t fully sinking in of what he was saying. Walking further in I ask,

“What do you mean he’s gone? Gone where?”

“They came and took him. Right from under our noses.” He stomps closer to us and raises what looked like a bracelet of some sort.

As soon as he showed us Papi Gio sucked in a gasp. I stare at the thing wondering why it seemed so important until he spits out,

“It was dropped by the back fence. Orlando told me he saw a man talking to Dom in the fields and that the two of them walked off to the warehouse and hasn’t been seen since. I know it was them. Someone told them he was here.”

He looks to me and it was like everything clicked at once. My eyes widen in panic as I fully understand the situation now. Dom had been kidnapped by my father. But how? How did they know we were even here…

“Ivy.” I whisper in dread and anger.

“Call my sons.” Giovanni seethes as his body begins to shake.

I reach out to him, but he ignores my touch on his arm as he looks straight into Enzo’s eyes and demanded. “Call your father. Tell them what’s going on.”

“You said you would never involve yourself back into that life Nonno, if I call them on your behalf you know what that means.”

“I DON’T CARE!” He roared so loudly that I jumped causing the glass in my hand to fall on the carpet spilling the water everywhere.

I never heard him raise his voice so loudly before. It held such dominance and authority that I couldn’t see how Enzo was standing there so calmly.

“That Russo bastard dared to take my grandson and he will pay if he does anything to him. I’ll be sure of it. Call them, Enzo. NOW. Nobody takes my family without the backlash of the Giordano’s.” He growls.

Enzo sighs deeply and nods. He turns to me. “I need you to stay here. Don’t talk to anyone and don’t leave the house.”

I just nod because I knew why he was telling me this. He was afraid they’d be after me too. But if Dom was taken from the property how does me staying inside help at all? I don’t say this because he already had enough to worry about. I watch him take his phone out of his pocket and quickly calls his father.

He didn’t even bother with hellos as he jumps straight to the point. “They got Dom.”

He stands there listening while me and Giovanni watches his reactions. “Nonno knows and he demands retribution. He’s alive but we don’t know for how long or what they plan on doing to him.”

He grits his teeth, his jaw working as he hands the cell to his grandfather. Giovanni doesn’t hesitate to take it. “This isn’t a time for family disputes. I don’t care how its done, get him back.”

He didn’t allow his son to say anything else as he ends the call. His face was hard, his eyes dark and menacing as he stares at Enzo. It was like they were communicating with just their eyes. Something passes between them, and I wished I knew what they were thinking. My body begins to shake as it was all starting to come to light what was about to happen. They were about to go to war with my father and his men. I should feel some sort of loyalty towards my blood, but I couldn’t find it within me to care for him or the people he controls.

All I cared about was the safety of the ones I do love. The men standing in front of me and the man who was kidnapped even if our meeting one another had been a rocky start. This family showed me more kindness and love than my own flesh and blood ever did.

I watch Enzo nod his head and then he reaches out and takes a hold of my hand. Together we head for the stairs. I look back to see Papi Gio sigh heavily and sit back down, putting his head into his hands. I wanted to go back to him, tell him that everything was going to be alright. But that was the thing. Everything might not be alright.

Once we reached the top landing of the stairs and head for my room he stops me to look me straight into my eyes. They were filled with worry and an underlying fear he was desperately trying to hide from me.

“I don’t want to leave you. But I need to go find him. I don’t know how safe you’ll be staying here now they know of this location-”

Placing my hands on the sides of his face I kiss his lips to get him to stop talking. “I’ll be fine. I won’t leave. I won’t talk to anyone other than Maria. I’ll stay right here in this room until you come back. Don’t worry about me. Go get your cousin, Enzo.” I whisper.

He closes his eyes, leaning his forehead against mine and nods his head. “I’ll be back as soon as I can, promise.”

“I know you will.”

With that he lets me go and races back down the steps not once looking back. I hear their voices and then a moment later the front door being slammed shut. An overwhelming feeling washes over me that I couldn’t help not shaking off.

I was scared. Scared that I was going to lose one of them. Scared that I may lose them all. And that I may never see them ever again.