"Is it true young vlad is dead?" I didn't like the sound of that, I don't even want to hear that he is dead. Why because my heart won't accept it. If it means keeping his memory alive and away to be scorned by men like him sitting in my front.
"Vladimir or Elijah. That is his name." Throwing my face away hoping it doesn't give much away of how much I miss him, how much I am incomplete without him. How much I wish and pray my index didn't pull the trigger.
"Sorry." Chuckling "You remind me of your mother. Strong, feisty."
"What do you have for me?" Sighing getting to the main course. I know he expects for me to give into his trap, first it was my baby's father and now my mother. They are all the same looking for a loophole to penetrate. A weakness. A fear. But I despict none keeping my head high and strong.
Ella thinks I have no feels that is because I'm living and working amongst Lions and scoundrels who will do anything to remain at the top. Ma was right; trust no one. That is what will keep me safe.
Our conversation got deeper into crucial matters till my eyes follows a couple kissing passionately few feet away from us. It reminds me of when Elijah's lips fall on mine, ever so soft but with power like he wish to kiss my soul away and I being the one dancing in the rainbow of his ploy fell hard. Still yet, I just want a reminder once again. It didn't matter he killed my family or the mafia won't accept such treachery from their own, I just need him with me. I will forever regret that day hoping to meet him soon in the Afterlife or wherever we find ourselves after death. Finding out how incomplete I am without him made life much more miserable for me.
"We catch them young don't we?" The man says snapping my attention back to him.
"Excuse me?"
"Every woman needs a man Sonia." Referring to the couple now laughing as the wind blows her hair. That should be Elijah and I but I had to please my family and shatter my soul. "You are a grown woman and I know you should find a man." I have a man, wanting to scream it at his face but I refrian. I have no man, the one who love me is dead by the bullets of my gun. A thick ball of sob build in my throat; not wanting to cry I sit up but before I could leave he says.
"My son Santiago is going to make a perfect husband for you young miss Vatore. I will set a date for you both because I know your parents will be proud to have him. You shamed the family by having an affair with the Russian, make it right with my son."
Turning swiftly at the insult I wait till I got in my car before bawling my eyes out for like the hundred times. My driver kept glancing at me in the rearview mirror as I wipe my face dry. I wish Elijah is here so I can wrap myself in his arms away from all this.
***
"What are you doing here?" A question I ask myself because I couldn't go home to face Ella after her confrontation. "Aren’t you supposed to be home resting?" Walking to meet me.
"Just came by to check on you." Lie. A very big lie.
All I want is to run far away but I can't.
"You are stressing my little nephew." A soft smile came to our faces looking down my belly.
"What is happening?" Brushing my hair out of my face as the wind picks up looking at the warehouse in observation. Trucks going in and out of it.
"Just finishing up, don’t want to be late for my date." My head snaps to him catching a grin on his lips.
"Date?"
"She doesn’t know yet but..." Pulling a little box out of his pocket revealing the huge diamond ring Ma do wear. I knew he stole it because Ma kept searching for it after she threatened to give it to me whenever he misbehaves.
"Luc, oh my god! She will love it. I'm so happy for you both." Tears brim my eyes hugging him affectionately. We chuckle and laugh getting to pull away.
"You deserve to be happy Sonia."
"I am happy."
"You can lie to everyone but not me."
Inhaling deeply, I expell looking at him. "I am not okay. I miss him."
"I know. I know." He pulls me for another hug and I'm seconds away from crumbling to my feet and crying for the umpthenth time.
"Take her home."
"Yes boss." Wanting to counter I am fine.
"Ah ah, not one word from your lips. Go home." He commands softly to which I nod walking to my car. Once in and on the road I look away absentmindedly.
"What do you think of your madame?" Glancing quickly before his eyes meet the road.
"She makes her father proud." Can you be more vague?
"Pray say, do know know anything about senior vladmir and my father's rivalry?" I need to know. He was my father's personal guard so I had to believe he knows something of the past.
"The late Russian head?" I nod. "They were never in good terms that I can say miss Sonia."
"Why did pa kill the man?"
"Kill? Your father had nothing to do with the death of senior vladmir and his wife. It was not the Italian mafia." What? "Yes we had our differences but we stayed clear of each others path."
Then why will Elijah kill my family? I begin to ponder on the thousand reasons why he did what he did and why?
Sensing my confusion. "Young vlad was not happy about it. His parents died in front of him just like yours miss Sonia." My heart weeps for him. "That is all I know but I never will trust your uncle leandro." Tell me about it.
"Thank you." Seeing we got to the house, he comes to pull the door open while I keep biting myself for leaving Elijah dead in Berlin, he deserves more than that. I should have sent someone to pick his body up or something. I should have listened to him. I should, I should. I pulled the trigger because I was scared what my people will think of their heir. I was scared I wouldn't avenge the death of my family. I was scared that in as much as he hurt me I will still love him more because nothing can take my love from him. So I wanted to prove myself wrong and I pulled the trigger.
I admit, I was stupid to do that.
"Miss vatore, polish prince is here to see you." One of my men says walking behind me. I nod solemnly towards my quarters till I got behind closed doors.
Move on. Move on. Move on.
I say to myself sitting on the vanity chair wiping my makeup off. Walking into the closet picking a Versace fleece maxy gown I strut downstairs towards the guest lounge, my hair flowing in its beautiful curls.
My brows furrow finding it empty and then it morphs into anger. How dare he come to my home and wander about like it is his palace?
Angrily searching till I found the man in Black tux situated in my portrait room looking at the pictures hanging on the wall. Hands deep in his pants pocket. Okay calm down Sonia, don't act rash. Just take a chill pill. He is a prince.
Fixing a feigned smile on my face. "Mr Szymon, you strayed past your boundary. This isn't Poland you know." Giving a coy laugh at my snarky remark. I watch him turn.
"Hello Princess." Elijah? How? It can't be.
I fainted.