Her Mafia Lord

Chapter Eleven

The next day, Bianca had woken up quite early, so early that the men on duty were suspicious of her movement, when they noticed her stepping out of the mansion. “Giovanni is quite ill and so is his driver. I have an important test and I haven’t touched my book. This is why I thought it would be better to read in school.” Bianca couldn’t believe that the guards would succumb to her pathetic lies.

She had already made up her mind over night and came to the realization that Giovanni wasn’t the type of person he claimed to be. All Bianca wanted to do was to stay far away from him and even though she couldn’t ascertain the type of person Amore was, she still wanted to stay away from him as possible as she could.

When she arrived at the school, she noticed a black Mercedes waiting at the same spot she had seen it last time. Amore stepped out of the car and rushed over to meet her. “Oh dear! He really slapped you hard..” Amore commented having a pitiful face. “Don’t worry, you will be safe with me.” This was Bianca’s last chance at salvation and evem though the end of the tunnel was foggy, it was still better than staying with someone whose purpose was to give her out to a total stranger in another country.

**

“What do you mean by she left this morning? You both willingly let her go without coming to find out the validity of her statement?” Giovanni was in rage. When he woke up, he had gone up to check on Bianca but observed she wasn’t inside. Her bags were still in the room, but there was no sign of her.

He had enquired from Viola, who was totally unaware of the whole situation, till the men at the gate gave the explanation of what happened. “Boss, she said you and Viola were sick and she needed to settle for an important test. Considering how she sounded desperate, we allowed her go.” Giovanni completely lost it. He pulled out the gun from Viola’s waist and shot the men dead immediately.

“Clean up this mess and tell the rest of the boys across New York to put their eyes out on the road for Bianca, she clearly wouldn’t hide anywhere in the city, without me knowing.” Viola shook her head and followed her boss’ orders.

**

“And that’s how things came to be between both Giovanni and myself.” Amore said. Apparently, they were having dinner together he had given her a warm welcome. Amore decided to explain the bad blood that existed between Giovanni and himself to Bianca and this made Bianca completely shock. A family war wasn’t one that usually end well and being in the mix was slowly going to spell trouble.

“So what happens…” Bianca couldn’t complete her statement as she felt something wrong with her belly and immediately stood up and rushed over to the basin and puked out completely. “Are you alright?” Amore asked rushing over to her side. Bianca was feeling completely dizzy and Amore noticed it. He quickly helped her to her room and placed a call to the doctor.

After a couple of hours, the doctor arrived and ran series of test on Bianca, who was fast asleep. “Such a pleasant surprise Mr. Amore. Turns out this young lady here is pregnant.” Amore gasped as he heard those words from the doctor.

He felt rage within as he realized that the child was obviously Giovanni’s child. There was nothing he could do about the situation as it was a forbidden thing to kill a child on the family.

When Bianca woke up, her eyes fell on Amore, who was reading magazine beside her. “Hey.” She said and Amore immediately dropped the magazine and rushed to her side. “How are you feeling?” He asked.

“Slight headache.’ Bianca replied, holding her head in pain. “I called the doctors and they ran a series of test on you. Bianca, you are pregnant.” For a moment everything stopped as Bianca heard those words from Amore. There was only one person she had sex with and that was Giovanni.

“How did you allow him have sex with you?” Amore asked, a look of disappointment and rage written across his face. “We both had raging hormones Amore. I didn’t expect it to end this way.” She said with frustration written all over her face.

“Regardless Bianca, I want to assure you that you are safe with me. I will be by your side and you will have this child. You don’t have to worry about a damn thing. Giovanni would not dare come near you I promise. Bianca stared at Amore with a little bit of admiration. Someone who was willing to keep up with her, despite being pregnant for his arch rival; his step brother was purely a gift from heaven and for that reason, she would continue to cherish him.

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Days morped into weeks and weeks morphed into months and months slowly drew into years but there was still no sign of Bianca. Giovanni was in total mess. He realized he had brought everything happening upon himself, when he had laid his hands on her. He regretted his actions and even after using his father as a tool to enquire from his step brother if Bianca was with him, it still turned out negative.

Things are back to normal, even though it was still not fully normal for him. Giovanni still went about his business, but with a broken heart. He fired all his maids and left only Viola as he was totally frustrated with life.

While thinking about Bianca, his phone suddenly buzzed and upon checking the caller’s I. D, it was from his father.

“Don’t tell me you are still sulking over that girl Giovanni. She is gone and there is nothing you can do about it.” Marco yelled on the phone. “Get yourself in the best shape and be a man!” Giovanni sighed knowing his father was clearly tired of his personal antics.

“Anyways, the purpose of calling is to remind you of the elite anniversary coming up in three days. I certainly hope you will be available?” Giovanni sighed knowing he had no choice than to show up.

“Ofcourse I will be available father.” He replied monotoned. “I am calling before hand to warn you, do not start a fight with Amore if you both lay eyes on each other. I know the both of you have a tendency of fight every year at the anniversary.” Giovanni literally rolled his eyes. He had so many things to think about and Amore was clearly not one of them.

“I heard you loud and clear father.” He said and Marco immediately hung up.

**

Bianca was feeding her beloved Alonso, when the landline telephone began to ring. “Amore! I think you should get the call.” She called out as she scooped the milk unto Alonso’ mouth. Amore rushed down and picked before the call would die.

“Hello father.” He said immediately. Amore knew that only his father had access to his landline contact. “I hope you are aware of the anniversary coming up?” His father asked.

“I am aware father, you don’t need to remind me.” Amore replied, rolling his eyes. “Good! Makes sure you bring the beautiful lady you wanted to present as your bride.” Amore turned to look at Bianca taking care of Alonso. “Ofcourse father, she will be in attendance.” He said, while smirking heavily as his father hung up.

“Mr. Marco?” Bianca asked as she gave the last scoop of milk to Alonso.

“Yea. I have been meaning to tell you this…” Amore said walking over to meet Bianca, who was waiting for his speech.

“The Elites usually have their yearly anniversary. We didn’t attend the last year’s own, I thought it would be appropriate we go for this one.” Bianca paused for a moment and thought about it.

“Wouldn’t Giovanni be in attendance?” Despite the years that had rolled by, Bianca couldn’t keep her mind off Giovanni. Giving birth to Alonso was the icing on the cake; their similarity was hard to ignore.

“It doesn’t matter Bianca. I promise he wouldn’t dare anything. I have my boys stationed at every corner. He would be playing with fire if he comes near you.” Bianca thought critically about the whole thing. Even though there was still a gap between herself and Giovanni, giving birth to Alonso, made her realized that a chemistry still existed between the two.

“So what do you say?” Amore asked with a smile on his face, while he playfully rub Alonso’s hair. “It is clear I don’t have a choice, I guess we will go then.” Amore clapped his hands and pecked Bianca on the cheeks before leaving her with Alonso.