Chapter 119: Don't Fuck With My Love

**Damiano**

“All preparation is ready.” Antonio informed me once we got inside the office.

“Good.” I said and took a seat on the couch. I looked at the different files and pictures spread out on the table to figure out if each attack was connected with the other and how they were.

“So, you’re confident he’s got something to do with this mess?” Rafaelle asked as he sprawled himself on the couch.

“I found a microphone in the pendant of her necklace.” Rafaelle sat up straight as he looked at me.

“And you think it’s him who did it?”

“I know he did it. He told her she forgot it in the hospital. That’s fucking bullshit. She wasn’t wearing the necklace once we got to the hospital. She either left it at their house before they got chased or she lost in the woods, that’s what I thought. But when we went back to clean the house, it was nowhere to be seen.”

“And suddenly it just happened to have a microphone in it.” Antonio shook his head.

“Do you still have it? Maybe I can trace it down to who bought it.” Rafaelle asked.

“I do. But I broke it.” He gave me a blank look.

“And why would you do that? A magnet would have done the job just fine.”

“I didn’t want to take any chances.” I shrugged. It didn’t matter anyway as I knew it was Gataenos’s doing.

“We underestimated the bastard.” Antonio commented and I nodded in agreement. He had downplayed everything, making us believe he was one clueless idiot.

“I still don’t understand how he got in contact with Koreans. They keep to themselves and don’t really work with anyone.” Rafaelle sighed. I rubbed my jaw as I looked at the pictures of the ones we had identified.

And then it hit me.

“Michael.” They both looked at me when I let out a humorless chuckle.

“It’s that shitface, Michael.” I looked at Antonio. “When you were with her at Gataeno’s house, she went with Michael to Koreatown. He must have some kind of contact with Koreans.”

“That’s fucked up. Didn’t they grow up together and now he’s trying to kill her.” Rafaelle scoffed. I took another look at the pictures while they talked, grabbing a particular one as I examined it.

“… I’m going to stuff a knife up in his ass -”

“It’s not him.” I said, cutting Rafaelle off. “He’s being used.” I grabbed the pictures and put them in order on the table for them to see.

“The drive-by shooting at the church, Michael was not there. At some point, Gataeno wasn’t there as well and left his men as a show to us. Roberto had a random phone slipped into his bag when he was doing his rounds. It was most likely Michael who did it or had someone else do it to avoid getting caught.”

“It would make sense. He’s respected on the streets and he’s got a lot of contacts.” Antonio commented.

“Shit.. So, Gataeno tried to kill Althaia so soon?” Rafaelle frowned as he focused on the pictures.

“No. That was aimed at us. She just happened to stand in the way but he didn’t care. If I hadn’t gotten to her in time, she would have been shot in the head.”

“My guess is Michael’s the one who has contact with Koreans but he has been unaware of what jobs they were hired to do. Gataeno needed people who couldn’t be traced back to him and they were hired through Michael… That would explain the bastard who attacked Althaia in the hotel.” I continued.

“And he made sure he wouldn’t be able to speak because he knew he would get caught. The pictures hung on the wall were a message. To let us know she was being watched.” Antonio finished my thought.

“That tongueless bastard was caught off guard when he saw Althaia and thought he could finish her off.”

“Most likely.” I said to Rafaelle. “He’s been keeping us busy while he blackmailed Jacinta into laundering money for him, leaving her no choice but to listen to him since Althaia was staying with him…” I continued to explain to them how Gataeno was definitely the one behind it all. The increased non-traceable phone calls Jacinta received when Althaia and Cara got to the manor, the boutique being used for laundering money explained the speed of his money-making. And then burning it down to get rid of any evidence that was left behind.

“Jacinta knew he was going to come after her once he was done using her. That’s why she bought that property in Greece to fleed with Althaia but he attacked sooner than expected.” I finished.

“He is one sick bastard… He must know Althaia is not his daughter… Or maybe she is and he just doesn’t care to get revenge on Jacinta for leaving him.” Rafaelle frowned as he tried to think what Gataeno’s motive was.

“Whatever it is, we’re putting an end to it. I’m going to fucking skin him alive for everything he did.” I said as anger filled my body. I wanted to get my hands on him and make him suffer as much as possible for all the pain he caused Althaia.

For killing the life we had created inside of her.

“Until then, I still want a DNA test to make sure. What’s the status?” I asked Antonio.

“She won’t talk.”

“What about Lorenzo?”

“No. She made it clear she will only talk to you.”

“We can always force her to talk.” Rafaelle suggested and I gave him a sharp look.

“No. No one is to go near her. I’ll make sure she talks when we get back.”

“Or I can just charm her with my handsomeness.” He wiggled his brows at me.

“What handsomeness? You will send her straight back into a coma.” I smirked and he scowled at me.

“You’re spending too much time with Althaia. Her personality is rubbing off on you.”

“That’s definitely something she would say.” Antonio said amused. “Shouldn’t you be charming Ava instead?” Rafaelle let out a groan and slumped in his seat.

“I am trying! One moment I think I got her and then the next she plays hard to get. It’s confusing!”

“Maybe don’t say you want her mouth wrapped around your cock.” Antonio raised his brow at him.

“I’m never forgiving Althaia for spilling that out to you.” He muttered grimly and I shook my head in amusement. He still had a lot to learn when it came to talking appropriately to women. The sound of my phone ringing brought me out of my thoughts as I looked at the caller ID.

“Luca.”

“We need back up!” I immediately stood up, a frown appearing on my face as I signaled to the others to get going.

“We’re on our way. What happened?” My hold tightened around my phone as we quickly made our way out to the cars, Antonio ordering more men to get going.

“Something happened between Althaia and Miciela. Maximo’s men want her head in return.” My face darkened and my jaw clenched.

“I will fucking kill them all if they as much misplace one hair on her head!” I growled out in fury as we got into the car and drove off. “What’s the situation?”

“We’re stuck and they’re still shooting after us.” I nodded. As long as they were inside the car, they would be fine for now as it was bulletproof. My frown deepened and my heartbeat accelerated when I heard Althaia squeal in the background.

“They’re going to blow the fucking car!” Giovanni yelled.

“Two minutes. Try and stall them until we get there.” I tossed the phone to the side, grabbed the rifle Rafaelle handed me, and got ready.

“Surround them and don’t let anyone get past you. Get a car to Luca and Giovanni and let them escort Althaia to safety immediately.” I ordered them as I racked the slide. I moved my neck from side to side and let out a slow breath to calm down the fury inside of me.

We arrived in no time, seeing the scene in front of us. Maximo’s men aiming their firearms at the car and still shooting. I kicked open the car, not waiting for it to come to a complete stop before catching their attention as I fired.

One shot. Two shots. Three shots.

Three bodies were already down as I moved fast, continuing to shoot before taking cover behind another car. We had them surrounded, making it easier to take them out as they were in the center, trying to take cover but failed. My gaze landed on the car where Althaia was in, seeing Giovanni covering her as he was in the process of moving her to the new car.

Just as I was about to move again, shots were fired at them, coming from a different direction. I followed Luca’s aim, seeing the bastard take cover out of his reach. Luca was stalling him as Giovanni got in the car with Althaia. I moved in between the cars, crouched low as I came from behind the bastard, who was too focused on taking cover from Luca. I gave a nod to Luca to let him know I will take care of it.

The bastard was about to shoot again when Luca was getting into the car but I smashed the back of his head with the rear of the rifle. He fell to the ground, dropping his gun as I kicked it away and continued to bash his head.

“You. Dare. To. Fucking. Shoot. After. My. Wife!” Each word came out every time the rear hit his face, making him look unrecognizable as blood smeared all over his face. I turned the rifle around and shot him. The bullet pierced its way through his neck, causing a gaping hole in its wake that quickly filled with blood and gushed out as he choked to death.

I looked over to the others, seeing they had finished them all off. I looked in the direction of the sound of a car coming closer, aiming my rifle in the direction and waiting for them to come.

“Hold your fire!” I ordered them as I recognized the car. “What are you doing here? Leave, madre.” I glared at her driver for taking her here.

“Maximo is on his way. I tried to talk to him but he wouldn’t listen.” She ignored me as she took a look at the dead bodies spread around.

“What happened?” I asked with a frown and she put her hands on her hips as she let out a sigh.

“I don’t know. I went to the restroom and the minute I get out, I see Althaia in the process of banging Miciela’s head against the table.” My frown deepened but before I could ask anything else, the screech of tires had me turn around.

“Get inside. Now.” I closed the door to the car before I made my way up to Maximo, his men aiming at me as I walked up to him. He made them lower their guns when he faced me.

“Damiano! I demand an explanation!” He roared out when I stopped in front of him. “Care to explain why you are protecting a woman who hurt my sister?” He hissed out as he brought his sister out. I looked at her, seeing her face was all messed up, blood gushing out of her mouth and hand. I tilted my head at her and I let out a scoff with a smile as I shook my head.

*She did a good job in fucking her up.*

My reaction only had Maximo boil in anger and it was as if smoke was coming out of his ears at how furious he was.

“You better deliver that woman’s head to me right now!” He yelled. I gave him a sharp look as I stepped closer to him.

“What did you say?” My voice was deadly low as I stared at him.

“That woman - “

“That woman you’re talking about…” I cut him off. “Is my wife.” His eyes widened. He opened his mouth to say something but I had no interest in what he had to say. I moved quickly and grabbed him, putting him in a tight headlock with my gun to his head. His men aimed at me once again but they didn’t fire as I used him as protection while I backed away.

“We have a treaty! You cannot do this!” He wheezed out and I clicked my tongue at him.

“I can. Your sister broke it and now you have to face the consequences.” I growled out as I faced his men. “Tell them to drop the guns or you’re dead.” He didn’t say anything as he tried to free himself. I pressed the gun into his head, my patience running out.

“Now! Tell them to drop them and I will let you go.” My hold tightened around his neck, his face turning extremely red before he finally signaled them to drop them. As soon as the firearms hit the ground, my men fired at them, their bodies dropping dead to the ground one by one. I let go of Maximo and pushed him, making him stumble forward as I pulled out my gun.

“You said -” I didn't let him finish and shot him in the head.

“I let you go, didn't I?” I scoffed out to his dead body. A weeping sound had me look in the direction, noticing Miciela was hiding behind the car. I walked closer to her, seeing just how messed up she looked.

I shook my head at Maximo for not getting her medical attention immediately. Instead, the son of a bitch took her with him. She tried to crawl away when she saw me but slumped down to the ground because of her injuries. I looked to my left as my mother came up to us, taking a look at Miciela.

“You’re lucky I taught my son to never hurt a woman.” My mother said and took the gun out of my hand, having Miciela cry loudly. Without saying a single word, my mother pulled the trigger and shot her right in the head. I raised a brow at my mother when she handed me my gun back.

“No one hurts my children.” She gave my cheek a light pat before going back to the car. Her words had me slightly smile as I followed her.

“Have someone clean up this mess.” I said to Antonio. The once beige street was covered in blood and dead bodies.

“And find Sofia. End her for good this time.” I ordered sternly before getting in the car, desperate to see my wife.

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