Chapter 56 : It Hurts
Chapter 56: It Hurts
Sophie
Soon enough, we were settled in the car, driving on the smooth road in the wilderness. The mansion was a good two and half hours away from the city and I tried to keep track of the road but failed again.
“How many people know about the mansion?” I asked.
“Important people in the Mafia and you.” He replied.
“Oh,” I put my finger in the pocket of my coat.
“The capo, where does he live?” I looked at him, watching as his jaw clenched.
“In the cit.”
“Why are you angry? Did I do something?”
He let out a breath and put one hand on my thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze.
“No, baby. I am just.” He sighed.
“My head us fucked.” He muttered under his breath, abruptly stopping in the middle of the vacant road.
“I walked around like some fucking genius and yet this…” he pointed at his temple rings glittering.
“Is completely fucked.”
“Luciano,” he shook his head.
“I am so sorry, Sophie. I will spend the rest of my life trying to make for what I did. I shouldn't have locked you up, I just lost it sometimes and I know it is not a good enough excuse. It is can never be, I am fucked up and I do fucked up things and I am so fucking sorry we got you caught up in our world.” He sighed again.
“I am sorry for being an asshole to you, I hope you can forgive me.” His eyes were gentle. His words had been raw truth, I knew it when someone was lying and when someone was saying the truth. I might not be an exceptional liar, as Adriano had mentioned I had many tells but I could tell it when a person spoke the truth and when they spoke a lie.
“Luciano..” I sighed.
He did not know about high school, he had no way of knowing what his action would do to me.
“Never…” I whispered.
“Never ever lock me up like that again.” I would break if he did it again.
“I won't,” he took my one hand in his, pressing a kiss to the palm.
“I won't,” he put my hand on his heart.
“I swear it, baby.” I nodded, sniffling. I hated period.
“You promised me ice cream.” I mumbled and he nodded. He still had this look in his eyes as if he was containing something as if he wanted to say some things but couldn't or wouldn't say them..
The Rizzo were a mystery. I knew that. I knew I had barely scratched the surface of who they were. I want to find out, but something in the bright color of his eyes told me I wouldn't like what they hid. And because of that, I wanted to find out more. We got ice cream, it must have been awkward for Luciano to order double scoop chocolate ice cream with sprinkles on the top but he still managed to do it with style. The woman behind the counter had looked mesmerized so I went as casually as I could. I took his hand in mine and was rewarded by a kiss on the cheek from him. He was forgiven, I could not imagine having a sibling and then seeing them hurt but his actions had come from a place of fear and actions which were influenced by fear were rarely right. He was a man of science, a man who prided his mind over his strength, you could see that if you just looked at him and I did. I always did.
Losing control over your mind like that had to be hard for a man like him. I could understand that, I really could. He had no way of knowing about the bullying, he was angry and scared and he acted on his instincts. But why was his instinct to accuse me? Why was my instinct to lock me up?
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Adriano POV
“What do you want to do?” Luciano asked.
“Ask her Sarah and make her suspicious which will probably end up in her trying the warm Sarah?”
“We can take her phone.” I shrugged, not entirely serious.
“She knows the number, so she can call anytime she gets her hand on a phone and we are not taking her phone away.” Angelo grumbled.
“We don't know how she would react if we told her.” Luciano said, wiser than ever as he leaned back into the chair beside Angelo.
We were in my office, Sophie was sleeping in Luciano's room, taking her after class nap on his massage chair she had discovered a few days back and now spent half of her day on it.
“Let's just not ask.” I said.
“I want to spend these two days in peace with her and then we can deal with the girl later.”
“We have to make sure she won't disclose her location to Sarah.” Angelo said.
“We can just tell her that the location of the Santoro's safe house is to be kept a secret because the security of many people depends on it.” Luciano muttered, taking a sip of his whisky. He has been beating himself up since what happened. But I didn't regret punching him. I shouldn't have done it in front of Sophie.
I wanted to keep her away from our different sides, I suppose. I didn't want to witness the blood of our lives and I liked her grinning while sitting on a massage chair and demanding chocolates. I had started talking to Luciano, I knew why he had acted the way he did. We had been betrayed too many times by the pwipl we cared for, would I have done the same? I didn't know, I was pretty impulsive.
“That will work.” I said, standing up and walking out of the office, eager to see the kitten.
I entered Luciano's room and there she was, curled on the chair sleeping quietly. I walked closer and picked her up gently. She stirred, frowning. I pecked her lips and walked out of the room, entering mine and closing the door. I laid down on the bed with her tucked to my side.
“Adriano?” She mumbled sleepily, snuggling deeper into me and throwing a leg over me.
“Hmm?”
“It hurts.”
I pulled her on my chest, my hand going down to her lower back to massage it gently. She sighed, body loosening, I pulled a blanket over us.
“Where are Angelo and Luciano?” She mumbled.
“They have work.” I replied.
They did, Luciano had to make sure the Santoro's safe house had everything she could possibly need and Angelo had the harder task, talking to them to make sure they knew how to act around her. Logan was going to be a bitch about it, Callan would probably ignore whatever Angelo said and Lucas would try and fail to act appropriately.