Taken By The Mafia Lord-Chapter 29&30
TAKE BY THE MAFIA LORD
Taken By The Mafia Lord-Chapter 29&30
(A Twist of Fate…)
GENRE: Mafia/Dark Romance
©Cisca. H
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Regrets
Freya’s body was rushed to the hospital.
Meanwhile, Vincenzo had had enough moments with Kelly, and they went into a deep sleep on his bed, his hand cuddled around her waist.
Not up to thirty minutes, Vincenzo was up from sleep. He made a phone call with his assistant, requesting he wanted to meet him in the warehouse. They both agreed to meet in the next twenty minutes.
He dressed up, about to leave when Kelly asked him. “Where are you going?”
“I have to meet with Diego, I’ll be back before night.”
“Okay. Be careful.” She said,
“I will.”
While he walked down the stairs, he was called upon by devastated Myra who was breathing heavily from the ongoing live news. “Sir. Sir, we have a problem.” She complained.
“What is it, Myra?” He asked, reading her countenance.
“There’s live news going on, I think you need to watch it.” They both went to the sitting room. Vincenzo’s gaze caught with the accident that had taken place, it was a ghastly one.
“Freya came about an hour ago, she said she wanted to meet you and apologized for what happened between the two of you. But not quite long after she went to your room, she was leaving in tears. I tried to ask her why she was leaving so soon, but she said “you were a little busy with the mistress so she didn’t want to bother you.”
Myra was already crying, Vincenzo was trying to get to her point and why she was telling him this while the news was going on. “So, she left in anger.” She looks at the television screen, “That’s why they are showing us this. That car you just saw in the news is Freya’s car, and they just rushed her body to the hospital.”
Vincenzo without wasting a second dashed out of the house to his car. He drove out of his compound, not minding how rough he was speeding along the road. He drove past the scene where Freya had had the accident, sighting drops of blood which stained the road beside her car.
He drove straight to the nearby hospital, knowing fully well that was where they had taken her to. The ambulance which had taken Freya’s body could be seen parked outside, doctors and nurses ran to and fro to get her quickly to the emergency ward.
Vincenzo rushed in, asking a nurse where the victim was taken. She told him the room number, which Vincenzo wastes not a single second to rush to. But when he tried to enter, he was stopped.
“This is an emergency ward, sir, you have to wait outside.”
“But she’s…”
“Sir, please. We’ll call you after the operation is over.” Reading the sadness on his face, the doctor said. “We’ll do our job, and we’ll make sure she regains consciousness as soon as possible.”
Restless, Vincenzo walked to and fro, unable to calm his nerves down.
However, Kelly walked down the sitting room to get a glass of wine when she was distracted by the news going on. She listened to it. “What happened?” She asked the maids who had gathered, watching the news.
“It’s Freya, she had an accident a few minutes ago.” They said,
“Does Vincenzo know about this?” She asked.
“Yes. He just left to check on her in the hospital.” Myra replied with a motive to get her jealous. And yes, Kelly was jealous to hear that Vincenzo had gone to check on Freya.
Noticing the countenance on her face, Myra smiled. It was time for the real drama to start. “We’ll both see who owns the master now.” She mustered within herself as she left the other maids to her duty position.
Meanwhile, Kelly left for her room, deeply hurt by what she had just heard. She was crying. She was wondering when every thing will be okay and come back to normal. She wished Vincenzo never brought the girl to the mansion in the first place.
All these. All these started on the day he declared her as his personal maid. She threw herself on her bed, letting the tears flow freely down her cheeks. “Enzo, why? Why does it have to be now every thing is getting better between the both of us? Why do you have to let that bitch take my place in your life? What haven’t I done for you to deserve this hatred? Why?”
Poor thing there was no one to give a reply to those questions.
Just after having their sweet hot s+x early in the day, giving her hope that they were back together, and this time nothing was going to separate them.
“F+ck you, Freya!” She screamed. “Why can’t you just die in peace and let me be with the man I love? Why do you want to take every thing from me?”
She grabbed the pillows, tossing it to the ground. “Arrgggh!” She screamed again, not minding how loud her voice echoed. “I hate you! I hate you so much, Freya! Just die and leave us alone! Go away from our lives! Fuck you!”
The maids who were able to hear all she had said gathered at a corner to gossip. “Did you hear the mistress screaming? I think she is jealous that the master went to save Freya.” One of them spoke.
“Yes, I also heard her screaming. I think she hates Freya so much, she even wants her dead.” Another said.
“But poor thing she isn’t dead.” Myra said, coming to picture.
They all swiftly turned their heads to her direction. “How certain are you? We all watched the news, the accident is a ghastly one. How sure are we that she will survive?” The first asked.
“I am certain. I believe in Freya. Though she might look hopeless, she is stronger than we think. She won’t die, rather, we should all expect some thing severe.”
“What do you mean?” Asked another.
“I don’t wanna believe my mind, but there’s only two things to consider.”
“Which are?” They asked in unison.
“It’s either she goes into a coma, or she loses her memory.”
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Vincenzo was finding it difficult to think. All that keeps moving in his mind is Freya and her health. The doctors were wasting time in the emergency ward and he was beginning to wonder if Freya’s case was so severe.
He won’t forgive himself if it is.
Suddenly, he is wondering why he is here in the first place. He was supposed to meet his underground assistant, he had even forgotten to give him a call that he wouldn’t be able to show up. But then, all these slipped off his mind because of the one very girl he once hated.
The same person who had stolen his heart from the one he thought was his world. Pacing like a hopeless person didn’t bother him much after all, he was much more concerned about the lady inside.
He would check on his wrist watch after every two minutes. Seconds turned to minutes, minutes turned to hours, and yet not even a nurse had left the ward. The whole windows were covered with curtains, so it was very impossible for him to get a glimpse of what was going on in there.
After what turned like thirty minutes, the two doctors finally walked out of the ward. Vincenzo once again found himself breathing. While he approached the doctors, the nurses took Freya’s body to a different room.
He watched as they drove her body out, her skin had turned white and her face was looking more like a bloodless vampire.
“Doctor, how is she?” He asked, expecting a positive reply but the looks in their faces told him otherwise. “Doctor, talk to me, how is she?”
“Well,” One of them finally spoke with a heavy sigh, “the young lady in there survived the accident, but we’ve got a problem with her health.”
“What problem, doctor? Is it a serious one?” He asked, his heart pounding hard like he was actually asking about the state of his mother.
“We won’t say it’s that serious, and we won’t say it isn’t either. But the young miss had undergone a severe internal bleeding. Luckily, we were able to do a major surgery to stop the bleeding. But, she went into a coma after the operation was done.” He finally hit the nail by the head
Vincenzo felt a part of his strength was gone. He couldn’t feel his legs any more. This was the same case that led to his mother’s death, she had a motor accident which led her to coma. Poor thing she died two days later while still in coma.
Now, the woman of his heart was going to face the same fate his mother faced. His heart ached, and all he could do was to curse himself.
“Is there any hope of survival?” From his voice, one can tell how important the victim is to him.
“Don’t worry, Mr, we are certain she will wake up. Hopefully, let’s give her two to three days to see how every thing turns out.”
On hearing his response, Vincenzo felt a surge of relief swim through his veins. But they suddenly left the moment the doctor said the word. “But…”
“But what doctor?” He asked in desperation.
“Let’s hope she doesn’t lose her memory.” Said the other doctor. “The accident had a great effect on her brain too, so we aren’t certain she is able to wake up with a correct sense of reasoning.”
Vincenzo again felt weakened. How can she survive all these at a time? She’s only a girl! He screamed his wonders in his head as he stared into the eyes of the doctor. “Is there still hope for her survival?” This was the second time he was asking them that question.
“Can I see her now?” He asked and they both nodded their heads.
“Sure.”
He left them, making his way to the room they had taken Freya. He opened the door, but stopped, watching her. She was staring at her and he didn’t notice the tear that left his eyes.
Every memory that took place fifteen years ago, came reflecting in his mind. The very incident that made him what he is now. Now, he was facing that same fate again.
Can things ever get better?
Gently, he shuts the door behind him, walking to her side. Her head was tied with rolls of bandages. The doctors didn’t tell him she had a leg fracture too. Maybe, they were only concerned about getting him more worried than he already is.
Beside the bed is a wheelchair for her. Staring at her face, all he could see was his mother and this only got worse.
“I’m sorry I didn’t realize how important you mean to me. But now that I do, I hope it isn’t too late.” He said bitterly. “I… I was so blind. I was much more interested in having Olsen than I didn’t see the love coming. I don’t know if you feel the same way for me but… I do feel what it means to be in love.”
He held her cold hand. “Please, Freya, you have to wake up. If not for me, you have to for your late brother. I know…” He sniffled. “I know I can’t take his place in your life but… but I believe I can try. I also know I’m a bad guy and you deserve better than any one, you deserve some one who will always be there for you just like Olsen was to you. I… I … I wish I could be that better person but…” He looked down, regrets stained his face.
“I can’t. You deserve the best.”
He went to sit on the couch beside the bed, depriving himself from closing his eyes. All he wants to do is to watch her sleep. He was scared that if he closed his eyes, he wouldn’t see her when he woke up.
If this was the only way to make it up to her, then he was ready to take the risk and spend the night by her side.
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