Days passed and slowly without any incident or otherwise mishap, until one morning, just after daybreak when Micah and his men had just retired to their beds after spending a night at one of Micah’s warehouses, a sudden scream echoed throughout the whole mansion, waking everybody up.
“Who the hell was that?!?” Micah yelled from his bedroom before he opened the door, with disheveled bedroom hair and matching sleepy eyes.
“Son, are you okay?” Anastasia groggily asked after opening her bedroom door.
“No, not after some idiot woke me up with that loud….”
“Aaarrrgghhh nooooo, stoppp!!!!” came another scream from beside Micah’s room, startling all who were on the bedroom floor.
“I think it’s Snow, Micah, maybe she woke up?” Sheila reluctantly said after she had joined him and his mother and some other man who came with their guns drawn out to shoot…
*Shit your right, my brain is still half asleep, it’s been a long night! Okay guys, let me check on her, Sheila could you call doctor Angelo for me?” Micah asked before entering Snow’s bedroom.
“Sure”
“Thank you”
Once inside, he closed the door behind him and turned around only to see Snow laying awake with wide eyes looking round as if she doesn’t recognize where she is…
Slowly he approached the bed and sits on the edge, as not to scare her.
“Snow…..hey, you finally woke up! How are you feeling?”
“Uh…who…who are you??” Snow relied with a crackely voice an big innocent eyes, making Micah’s jaw drop in shock!
“You don’t remember me?!” He slowly asked her, but Snow school her head in a negative.
“Oh shit!, Sheila!! Come to Snow’s room please!” He yelled looking over his shoulder. Seconds later the door opened and Sheila popped her head around the corner with her ear pressed to her phone.
“I’m on the phone with doctor Angelo, he will come as soon as possible” she tells him while looking curiously at Snow who stared back at her with tight lips and eyes narrowed, not liking the look of Sheila talking to Micah for some unknown reason to Snow.
“Good, tell him that she has some kind of memory loss, because she doesn’t remember me anymore” Micah replied while frowning.
“Really? Ok, I’ll tell him!” Sheila replied and then closed the door again while explaining this new information to the doctor who was still waiting on the otherwise of the line.
The moment Sheila was gone, Snow’s eyes went back to Micah.
“Who is she?” She asked annoyed.
“Oh you don’t remember her as well? She is Sheila, she stays here as well, besides yourself” Micah replied while watching her face intently.
“Is it your child?” Snow asked next with a slight cold undertone, making him surprised as to why she sounds slightly odd…
“What child?”
“That woman’s baby, duh! Is it yours or not, simple question”
“Wow, for somebody who just woke up from a coma with amnesia you sound pretty snarky!” He gritted trough his teeth. “And no it’s not my child, but I don’t see what that has to do with anything!” He added.
“Good!” Snow only muttered as she laid back in her pillows again feeling suddenly very tired in her mind.
“Good? What do you mean?, I know you know that she is pregnant you just don’t remember but why all of a sudden it’s good that it’s not my child she is carrying?” Micah dare ask, really wanting to know her thoughts.
“Just because…..I just don’t like that woman…she is not who she says she is, mister uh…what’s your name again?”
“Micah”
“Yes Micah! Thank you! Now please can you tell me were i am and why and all that?” Snow whispered with her eyes now closed.
Not sure as what to say to her her remarks about Sheila and how to tell her what or better said who she really is he rubbed the back of his neck furiously while watching her from under his eyelashes.
“Well, are you going to tell me or what?” She asked a bit drowsy, letting him now she was still sleepy from her coma.
“Our family doctor is on his way to check you up on you so you just relax and we will talk after he is done, ok!” He said while getting up from her bed while she stifled a yawn.
“Fine, I’ll wait then” she softly replied while looking at him with a strange gleam in her eye, making goosebumps start to appear over his body…
With a last look over his shoulder and a nod he walked out of her room and gently used the door behind him while deep in thought, not noticing his mother was standing close by as he bumped into her.
“Oh mama! I’m sorry I didn’t see you, are you ok?” He said apologetic.
“Yes I saw that you didn’t see me, that’s the whole point, now let’s go and talk my dear son, come with me to the garden” Anastasia says while grabbing his arm. Slowly the two made their way down the stairs and passed the hallway to the back of the house and then entered their garden.
“Please bring us some drinks and snacks” Anastasia asked the maid who passed them on her way back inside.
“Yes madam” the maid replied with a nod and scurried away into the direction of the kitchen while Micah and his mother took a seat on the lounge chairs next to each other, facing the pool.
“So, you wanted to talk to me?” Micah asked curiously looking at his mother.
“Yes, I am worried about you Micah!” She started and then paused for some effect. “I am worried about you and our famiglia legacy, you haven’t found a bride yet and people started talking about your position, not to mention the incident with Snow” she continued with a frown between her eyebrows.
“What do you mean mama? I understand the first part but who is talking about what and what about Snow?” He replied with a sigh.
“They are talks about Don Santorini, who appears to be still single, of which is true and with no bride in sight no sight on producing an heir anytime soon as well! That’s what is going around in our circles and that’s not good for business Micah! You need to get your act together and find a suitable candidate and produce and heir, Micah before other family’s start to try to get our crown of which you late father, god have his soul, has worked very hard for!”
“Oh mama, I know all of that! I wash there remember but what I can’t understand is that people would leave me in peace and chose my own path, including finding a wife!” He muttered.
“Son don’t be stubborn! Listen to me, you better do this right or we might lose a lot and I will not standby and watch that happen understood! So I suggest you and Sheila seal the deal! She is a good girl, has already a baby in the way which you can adopt and raise up as your own and then after another year or so you can put your own baby in her belly! Now about Snow, what on earth is going on between the two of you?”
Micah who had listened up till know with tights lips getting more and more frustrated as the minutes were passing.
“What about her?” He growled.
“Stop with that attitude Micah! I am your mother and gave birth to you! Now tell me what is going on, why is she not in the dungeons?”
Micah frowned, wondering what she would think that…
“Why?” He only asked.
“Why? Really, you want to play games with me? I would rather you not do that with me son! I want the truth because ever since you are back things are different and then all of a sudden she comes out of the blue, upsetting a lot of men and then your strange behavior around her, I just don’t get it! She is not just a normal guest, is it? We all now she is the one that took you that night and it seems to me that she is holding something over your head as some kind of leverage that makes you act like this and decided to put her as your guest instead of punishing her, am I right or not?” She asked sharply looking at him.
Micah open his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. He didn’t want to tell her what Snow had done, that he was used as a sex slave, that he was actually rapped since he was not able to fight or to deny….Damn woman!!
“I don’t want to talk about that mother!! Just leave it! I will gather my men for a meeting and plan for another with the other Dons to set some things straight and that’s it!” He stated while he got up to leave, afraid his anger would blow up in his mother’s face.
“Don’t you dare walk away from me Micah, get back here!” She yelled angry.
“No mother I will not! Because if I stay here any longer I probably will say something I will regret later so no! But what I will ask Sheila officially if that makes you happy!” He sighed while rubbing his face tiredly.
“Yes, you do that! At least one problem would be solved then!” She muttered.
Once back inside the house he bumped into the maid who was carrying the snacks and drinks on a tray but with the force Micah bumped into her she lost her balance so the tray fell out of her hands onto the floor with a loud clatter, creating a mess.
“Oh my God, I am so sorry Don Micah, p….please forgive me!!” The maid stuttered with flushed cheeks and in shock, but Micah run already past her to the hallway without saying a word and run up stairs towards his room.
Once inside he lay down for a moment and closed his eyes while taking some deep breaths.
When finally after some minutes he had calmed a bit down he stood up again and looked at himself in the mirror.
“Let’s do this!” He whispered before stepping out of his room and knocking on Sheila’s room.
Almost directly after his knock the door opened fully, revealing Sheila who looked at him with a soft smile. Before she could open her mouth to say anything he started talking, wanted to get this over with…
“Let’s go out on a date!” he asked a bit rushed.
“Sorry, what?….a date?” Sheila replied with raised eyebrows. Feeling suddenly overwhelmed, she did not know what to say and just stood there looking at him sheepishly….