UNCERTAIN EXPRESSIONS

ARIANA’S POV~

The tears weren't drying up anytime soon, and I had already concluded that they were pregnancy hormones.

Mateo needed clarification, as all his different methods to appease me were coming to no fruition.

“How can I make these tears stop? It's been over an hour, baby doll,” he inquired before sitting beside me and taking my hand.

“I don't know, they just refuse to stop” I wailed.

“I'd have sliced off your head if you were someone else” he mentioned with a wry laugh.

I glared at him, pretty pissed off for even suggesting crap like that.

“I miss Fiona” I started before pushing his hand away.

“She’s dead right?” he asked.

His words took me aback and I couldn't respond because I didn't know for a fact that she was.

But then again where is she?

“Y..yeah” I stammered, masking the lie in my words.

He gave me a suspicious look, I looked away from him before he eventually concurred.

“I want to see Chiara” I started, Mateo gave me another glare.

“I don't know if….”

“With Estella,  today” I interrupted almost immediately.

“Ariana….” he tried to convince me but I was unmoved.

“She has been cooped up in here for months, she doesn't know if her sister is dead or alive,”  I retorted.

He shook his head. “I still can't believe She’s Chiara's sister, how did I not know this?”

I laughed and wiped my tears away.

“There’s a lot you don't know, why don't you accompany us?” I suggested.

“Only because you want me to, I could care less about anyone else” he replied.

A soldier knocked loudly on the door and he walked to open it.

At the door, we saw him standing with Enzo.

“This matter requires your presence, someone sent an enforcer after Julius” he started.

Mateo clenched his fist in anger.

“What! He just got back and now they want him dead!” He punched the door and it made a little dent.

“Mateo! Careful you are not fully healed!” I cautioned I watched him step back from the door and turn back to me.

He pulled Enzo with him and he positioned him a cross from me.

He still looked the same, handsome like the first day we met.

His hair was longer now and he had changed it into Vikings cornrows.

It changed the appearance of his face making him look more attractive than before.

“Enzo will take you, Ariana, I have to deal with this personally” he mentioned.

Enzo looked at me and looked away, I started to protest before Mateo cut me halfway.

“Don't fight it, I trust Enzo with my life as I trust him with yours” he added.

“Fine” I scoffed.

“I'll Bring her back in one piece my friend, don't worry about it, she’s safe with me” Enzo responded.

Deep down I had no doubts about it, he had always been protective of me.

One of the qualities that pulled me to him.

~Flashback~

It was morning and I was heading back home after a long eventful night at the club I worked at.

Exhausted and overwhelmed by the number of people who needed therapy, saving them from making rash decisions.

I smiled at the door in front of me as I headed towards it.

But someone pulled me back, “hey gorgeous” he smirked, It was the usual drunk who always stays until closing hours.

“Get your hands off me!” I exclaimed as I attempted to pull myself away from him but he was freakishly strong and I was too weak to fight back.

“Hey, you! Hands off the lady!” a strong voice of a man roared from behind.

I saw a man coming towards me, tall and athletic, he looked pissed and he grabbed the drunk man with just one arm and raised him on his feet.

“It's time for you to hit the road, Ricky,” he growled.

The man was angry, “You fucking waiter! Your job is to serve me drinks, nothing else!” he swung his fist at him, but he ducked and the waiter swung at him.

Soon he sprawled on the floor, snoring loudly.

He laughed, “Sorry about that, he will sleep it off, are you okay?” he inquired.

I nodded with a shy smile.

“Im Enzo,” he started, stretching out his arm to receive mine.

“Ariana…. But I go by..”

“Cayenne, I know, nice to meet you, Ariana”

~flashback Ends~

And after that was the best week of my life until my father summoned me home.

It was a silent ride to the hospital where Chiara was kept.

Estella didn't say a word to me like she was wary of me, something was up with her.

Is it the baby? I noticed the way she rubbed her belly fondly and I wondered.

“Are you okay?” I inquired turning to look at her, enzo flashed me a worried look.

 “no im fine, just cramps” she lied, how can I show her know I'm here for her without letting her know I know about her baby?

“Wanna feel?” I asked, motioning to my rounded belly, “I can?” she inquired.

I nodded with a smile, she was a sweet girl, manipulated by a psychotic man seeking revenge.

I placed her hand gently on my belly and she giggled excitedly, “how does it feel?” she asked before looking at me with inquisitive eyes.

“Well, at first when I found out I was pregnant, I couldn't understand how, I was just as surprised, my entire life changed,” I started, memories of the first night here in Italy wouldn't stop playing over and over in my mind.

“It does change your life, takes you by surprise and all of a sudden you are only thinking about it” she replied cryptically.

I smiled, glad she was opening up, “how far gone are you now?” she asked, looking at my well-rounded belly again.

“About 6 months now I believe” I replied, I smiled harder.

“6 months?” both Enzo and Estella shrieked, I was startled by it.

Enzo looked down at my belly and back to me before turning back on the road, an uncertain expression lingered on his face.

“Ariana, are you sure? Your belly looks bigger for just 6 months, perhaps 8?” she mentioned.

“What? No, it's six months, the doctor confirmed it at my last visit” I retorted, a frown creeping across my face as the questions and their reactions seemed to irritate me endlessly.

“Maybe you should get a second opinion, you look bigger than that, I'm just saying” she muttered with a grin before fiddling with her hair.

Safe to say she was still on drugs, courtesy of her darling husband.

Soon we got to the facility where Chiara was being kept, Enzo asked the guard to take Estella to see her sister.

“I'll bring Mrs Donatelli shortly,” he said in an authoritative tone.

They soon departed as it was just Enzo and I at the car park, he took my hand in his and looked at me intently.

“6 months I've thought of only you, I was going to return to Malta to look for you, I've missed you Ariana” he started, he touched my cheek lightly, before lowering his lips to mine.

I slapped him hard across the face and pulled myself away from him.

 “did you know I was Mateo’s sister all this while? Or did you pretend to check if you could have your way with me?” I accused him, he rubbed his cheek lightly before he grinned.

“Have my way with you? Ariana? Did you forget the first day we met? You had your way with me”

His words… echoed a million times in my head as every strand of my brain cells tried to keep up with processing this information.

“What?”

He moved closer to me and touched my belly fondly, he leaned closer to my ears.

“Remember that night cayenne?”

How could I not have remembered that Night…