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Six o'clock is already up, so when the courier arrived, he picked up the parcel himself. He went to

he turned on the recording and went into a frenzy watching his loved one fuck someone else.

He ran to her, she to me, I ran downstairs, struggled a bit and took his weapon. -

He shook his head. - Olga then entered the action, screaming that she did it for him, unfortunately

he had no idea what she meant, so enraged with her words, he hurried after her,

when she announced that she was leaving. They were scolding around the house, he would throw things and then she would

she reached the driveway and got into the BMW, which was being prepared for me. - He looked at me

and casting a look of disappointment at me, he added: " I wanted to go for my disobedient one. "

his wife as soon as he wakes up. When she wanted to leave, Domenico jumped on the hood, unable to

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open the door, began to pounce the glass with his fists, then he kicked, and then I already found that

enough, and we dragged him to the basement. I put Ola in another car and sent it to the security office

hotel, the same one where you lived when you arrived on the island. It's closest.

- You said: " For the second time will not survive betrayal"? When was he first? - I asked

dismay.

Massimo sat down next to him and stretched, sticking his back firmly into the back of the sofa.

- But I have an intense morning. He covered his eyes with his hands and yawned quietly. - We can go on

breakfast and we will talk there. I want you to eat something. A diet consisting of ice cream, chips and pastries

does not serve my son. He took my hand and pulled me towards the dining room.

We sat at a big table bending with food, and I felt empty. No

I remembered the last time I had not seen Olo and Domenic at breakfast.

- Will they reconcile? I asked, nibbling at the bacon.

Black looked up at me and shrugged.

" If he will listen and explain himself, he probably will, but will she want to come back again? "

what she saw? He stepped away from the table and turned me. - You know, honey, none

a normal woman won't want to be with a guy who is devastating furniture, cars, trying

kill myself and her.

- Ah yes? I asked with a sneer. - And with the one that kills people, shoots them in their hands

or breaks his legs in jealousy?

" It's a completely different matter, " he said, shaking his head. - And as far as his reaction is concerned

Domenico was once in love. Olga is not his first love, the first was Katja. -

He took a sip of his coffee and thought about it. - A few years ago we went to Spain on business there

we stayed at the hotel with one of the bosses. The day before departure he invited us to his

home and hosted as best he could. Cocaine, alcohol and women; one of the girls was

just Katja, a beautiful Ukrainian blonde. She was the favorite of the Spaniard who showed it

quite oddly, treating her like shit. I don't know what it was like that Domenico went crazy

on her point. At the end of the evening, he couldn't stand it and asked her why he was allowed so

treat. Then he heard that he could not leave him because there is nowhere and nowhere. And knightly

Domenico said, reaching out to her that he might be with him right now. He did on

her impression, but she did not decide, she stayed, and we returned to Sicily. After several days

she called, said that he wanted to kill her, imprison her and knock her teeth out, and she has nobody to

to call - he sighed with laughter. - And my stupid brother got on the plane, flew there and drove in

home with a hoof in his hand, alone. The Spaniard let him in because he knew him - then

Domenico knocked his teeth out with a hilt, tied him up, and made him awkward photos.

- It means? I interrupted him.

- Sweetheart. He laughed, stroking my knee. - How would you explain it to you?

she understood... - He thought for a moment and could see how amused he was

solution. - He put his dick in his mouth and took pictures that looked like he was sucking.

And later he announced that if he pursued or persecuted him, he would hang them all over Spain.

Then he took Katja, put him on a plane and brought him to Sicily. I went crazy, but what?

I could do it, it was already after the fact. A few months was calm, the Spaniard did not want to

do business with us, but he didn't pursue Domenic either. And then, in the summer, everything ended.

We were at a banquet in Paris, there were also Spaniards. He bowed his head and laughed,

shaking his head disapprovingly. - Whore will always be a whore, Domenico covered her up

she fucked with her ex in the toilet. He didn't get there by accident, but it was irrelevant, it was important

the fact what she was doing there. Then Domenico broke into pieces, stoned, drank, fucked hard.

as if it made a difference to her and as if she were to find out.

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- She didn't know?

- The Spaniard took her with him, and a week later they found her dead after an overdose. -

He sighed loudly. - So that you see, Little, the situation is rather difficult and more complex than

you think.

- I want to talk to him. Massim's eyes widened, betraying terror. - I

I'll explain it to him.

- Good, but don't make me solve it.

- Listen?! Did you tie him

He nodded with an apologetic smile.

- You're all sick. Let's go.

Going down the stairs, I asked Massim to stay upstairs and not go down with me.

He agreed, but announced that he would stay on the landing anyway to hear what was going on.

I went out from behind the wall and looked at the devastated room. Domenico was sitting

in the middle tied with arms and legs to a metal chair with backrest. This view almost

tore my heart apart; I approached him and, kneeling in front of him, took his face in my hands. He was

calm or simply exhausted, he looked up at me in tears and couldn't

squeeze out words.

" God, Domenico, you did something... " I whispered, stroking his face. - If me

you will listen, everything will become clear, but you must absorb what I tell you.

- She betrayed me! He growled, his eyes flooded with anger. I stepped back. - Another bitch

she cheated on me! He screamed, throwing himself in the chair, and I jumped out of terror

wall. He tried to break the bonds that bound him, but Massimo was an effective master

lacing, I knew this from an autopsy.

- Fuck, Domenico! I shouted when I no longer knew what to do. - You fucking

selfishness, the fact that you are a moron is one thing, and the fact that not everyone is like that is another matter. - I got up

and vigorously grabbed his face with both hands. " Now listen to me for five minutes. "

and untie you.

He stared at me for a moment and when I thought I could start talking to him

another powerful roar came out of his throat. Jerking, he turned the chair over and himself with it.

Black came out of hiding and raised his brother, went to one of the cabinets next to the cage, from where

pulled out a black adhesive tape. He ripped off the piece and previously wiped the wet face with a towel

Young, he covered his mouth by force.

" Now you are silent, she says, and then we'll all have lunch, " he said and sat down

a boxing bag torn off the ceiling.

I took a chair from under the wall and sat down in front of the resigned Domenic, after

what I started to say

After twenty minutes of the monologue and the story of how Olo devoted herself to him,

how Adam planned it all and how finally he sent him a packet of revenge, and then when

Massimo confirmed my story, I removed the tape from his mouth, and Black untied his arms and legs.

Domenic's body fell to the ground with a bang, and he burst into tears.

Don came over and gathered his brother, hugging him - it was the most touching

the reconciliation scene I've seen so far. Despite this, I decided not to participate in it, because

I felt more and more like an intruder with every second. I climbed the stairs and sat down on them,

so that I can't be seen. They both stuck in an iron embrace for a long time and talked

in a language I still didn't understand.

" Let's go to her, " Domenico said, standing in front of me. - I have to see her.

" First wash, " said Massimo, " and the doctor will treat your wounds because of what. "

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I see some will have to be sewn. He patted him on the back. - The doctor has been waiting for an hour

I thought a sedative injection would be necessary, ”he added with a laugh.

" Sorry, " groaned the young Italian, lowering his head. - She won't forgive me.

- I will forgive. - I got up, heading upstairs. - Not such things in life

He is watching.

I stood in front of the door to the Olo hotel room and stuck the key in the door. When

we were going, I decided to talk to her first before Domenico successfully or not

he will start to cry before her. I crossed the threshold and corridor until I got to the living room, but

she was nowhere to be found. So I passed the living room and went out onto the terrace, where I saw her sitting

with a bottle of vodka in hand.

- Okay? I asked, sitting down next to it.

" Chujowa, like vodka, " she replied without even looking at me.

- He's here, downstairs.

" Fuck it, " she snapped. - I want to come back to Poland. - She turned to me

stopping alcohol. " Do you know that he threw a vase at me? "

She was looking at me with angry eyes, and I felt a dumb giggle overwhelm me.

Before I could stop myself, I snorted in her face.

" I'm sorry, " I groaned, covering my mouth from which wild salvos were already coming.

Olga sat confused and looked at me with obvious irritation when I tried

to calm down.

- Lari, he wanted to kill me!

" But what, a vase...? " - I couldn't stand it again and croaked like crazy,

raising hands in a gesture of surrender. - Olo, forgive me, but that's ridiculous.

Her face slowly cleared up and her rage gave way to consternation.

With a silly expression on her face, after a long struggle with herself, she joined me.

" Don't piss me off, " she said with a laugh. - Vase assassination attempt is still there

assassination attempt.

- He destroyed the car, devastated the gym and bedroom, and finally Massimo bound him

in the basement.

- And he feels so good. She folded her arms. - He should leave him there.

I turned to her and put my hand on hers.

- Olek, he had the right to such a reaction and we both know that. - She stared

inside me, squinting slightly. " You know what it looked like, what was he supposed to think? " - I let it go

her and I got up. - I think you need a conversation. I started toward the door. -

Now.

I wanted to take the phone and call my husband when they both burst into the room with a bang.

I raised my hands and dropped them in resignation when Olga furiously slammed the door

terrace, remaining outside. Before I could scream at them both, Massimo

he grabbed me and carried me into the hallway, making room for my brother. Domenico ran through

peace and after a while he was kneeling at the foot of the offended Olo.

" Give them a moment now, " the don said, kissing me on the forehead with the sly one

smile.

I looked outside and froze: Young with the ring in his hands

he proposed to my friend; until I groaned. Olga's face betrayed terror and excitement

and total surprise. Her cheeks were hidden in her hands, her whole body pressed into the seat.

Domenico spoke and spoke, and the next seconds passed like hours.

Then something happened that I did not expect at all: Olo got up, passed without a word

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next to us and left. I released Massim and followed her down the hall. We got into the elevator

and we went to level zero.

" I'm leaving, honey, " she said with tears in her eyes. - It's not all for

me, sorry.

I embraced her and began to cry. I couldn't press her to stay. She has done something more than once

against myself, just for me.

We got into the car and returned to the residence, where she packed her things. After

Massimo hour stood at the door of her room, announcing that the plane was waiting and would take her to

Polish.

On the way, at the airport, on the plane, I still howl. I couldn't imagine what happened now

standing when I was completely alone.

Olo flew away.

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CHAPTER 15

Christmas Eve in two days; my ass is so Christmas without family, without friends, without Olga.

Domenico disappeared the day she left, and Massimo acted as if nothing had happened.

He worked, received some people, and invented various tasks for me, so that I would not

she was thinking about what was happening. I went with Maria, choosing decorations for the home, I tested

Christmas dishes with the chef. He even sent me to Palermo to shop, but without Olo even

I didn't enjoy it. Every night and day he made love to me as if it would give me relief

in longing, unfortunately, none of this. Then I realized my location - I was totally

absolutely and hopelessly alone. Normal people lose their freedom by getting married

I lost my whole life.

I called my friend but she talked to me like a zombie or she was drunk

I tried to talk to Jakub, but he also had his own life. The only consolation was the fact

that the child was developing properly and he was fine. The apparent idyll of my being is not

but it gave me happiness, so the day before Christmas Eve I felt an overwhelming desire to be alone.

" Massimo, I'm going to Messina for one day, " I said as we ate together

breakfast.

Black put down his cutlery and turned slowly towards me. He looked for a moment

in my head he looked through the bookmarks of thoughts.

- What time do you want to go? He asked without taking his eyes away.

I was flabbergasted. I was angry, pleased and confused by his answer. I expected

quarrels, questions or ordinary care, but my husband simply took note of it.

" Wait a minute, " I said, rising from the table.

" I will ask Maria to pack your food for you, I don't want my son to eat again. "

cookies and ice cream.

I got in the bentley while my security officer loaded tons of food into the SUV.

I looked at them in the rearview mirror, wondering who would eat it all.

After less than an hour, I entered the driveway of our house; sad men unloaded

leaving everything in the kitchen, and I idly laid out on the sofa in the living room. I stared

into the ceiling, into the fireplace, into the Christmas tree, until I thought I was so frustrated that I had to

share it with someone. I took out my laptop and turned it on, looked at my friends,

with whom I would like to have a word, and I have painfully admitted that no one is like that

no.

And I was about to slam the monitor when another person came to mind with whom

I couldn't talk as much as I should. I put the name in the Facebook search engine

and surname of the Warsaw warrior. It appeared immediately, showing me that we were

friends. I thought for a moment, wondering what a miracle, but couldn't think of anything,

I pressed the message button. I tapped the computer with my finger, wondering what to write

and why should I write to him? Is this a matter of my subconscious malice

in relation to her husband, she pushed me to this conversation, or maybe I just wanted to with him

talk? At one point my finger skipped and appeared in the message as sent

pointless sign.

" Fuck his mother, " I cursed, banging my hands on the computer.

A few seconds later, the information that Damian appeared on the computer monitor

rings, and the application began to make strange high-pitched sounds. In a panic I started looking around

how to turn it off and... about fate, I picked up.

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- All right? Damian asked, looking directly at me.

I sat numb, staring at him and not knowing what to say. Actually

I think I should ask if everything is okay.

Despite the bruises on his face, he looked alluring, and his large lips were even larger than

swelling that appeared on them. He lay with his head on a white pillow and watched me closely.

- Laura, are you okay? - He repeated when I was silent.

" Hi, warrior, " I choked out after a moment. - How are you?

He smiled and shrugged, lips slightly twisted.

" If it was a fight gain, I would probably feel better, but in the current situation... "

he sighed and looked away from the camera.

- Will you tell me what happened?

- I can not. He looked directly at the camera and pursed his lips into a thin line.

" Fuck Damian, " I snapped, annoyed by his answer. - What does it mean, no

you? If my husband scares you, I would like to know because...

- husband? - He interrupted me. - Massimo Torricelli is your husband?

I nodded, confirming his words, and he froze for a moment.

- Girl, what have you got yourself into? He rose higher and put his head in his hands. -

Laura, do you know this man is...

- I know what he does. - I interrupted him this time. - Seriously, no

I need morality lessons now, especially from you. Apparently you're not holy either. Pose

what a difference, I got married and pregnant. I tried to tell you at this gala

where you fought, but somehow there was no opportunity.

His eyes grew unnaturally large and round as he stared at him

me. Seconds passed and I was wondering if I should say something, hang up,

or maybe hit his head on the monitor. He finally spoke.

- Will you have a child?

I nodded with a slight smile at the question.

- I don't give a fuck, it's all clear now.

I gave him a questioning look.

" If I knew all this, I would never act that way, I'm not. "

suicide - he answered my silent question. - And for what condition I'm in now,

I can only thank myself.

I looked at him again, eyes wide, waiting for clarification.

- Well, because you see, Laura, after I went down, after a while people appeared

Karol, who called me to his conversation. I went there and had no idea with whom

dozens of minutes earlier I was smashing in the corridor, once again in the presence of my cousin

I challenged my opponent to a duel, thinking that we did not finish the matter completely. Karol was

so furious that he called Massim and he gladly agreed to my proposal to finish

what we started. We met at my cousin's estate and we smashed like kids

outside - he sighed and shook his head. - It was slippery, it was snowing, I slipped a lot

uncomfortably and falling, I twisted my leg and broke my arm, what a shame - he drawled through his teeth. -

Your husband took advantage of it and bound me to the end, saving my life, for which I am honest

obliged from the moment I found out who I had the pleasure to fight with

fight. Under normal circumstances, he would simply shoot me.

I sat leaning on a soft sofa, understanding the meaning of Don's words more and more clearly

when he said that everything is not what I think. At the moment I didn't know if

I'm mad at one or the other, or maybe I had absolutely no reason to

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nervousness. The thoughtful voice of my ex woke me out of my thoughts.

- And how you feel? He asked with exaggerated concern.

- Great, not counting on the fact that my totalitarian husband always wants to kill someone from mine

reason. I laughed at his amusement. - I live in Sicily now

in Taormina, but I had to breathe a little bit in the second house. - I touched

shoulders. - I'm sitting here alone and I wanted to talk to someone.

- Will you show me around? He asked, folding his arms behind his head and smiling broadly.

He was so cute that I couldn't refuse him. I grabbed the computer and turned it around

so that the camera covers the image in front of me. I passed through the rooms

and floors, and finally I reached the garden, where I sat on one of the huge white armchairs.

I put my sunglasses on and opened a bottle of sparkling wine without

alcohol I took from the kitchen before.

- That's where I live. I'm just running away here, but...

- You drink alcohol? He growled as I put the glass to my lips.

I laughed.

- It's wine without alcohol, it tastes identical, but that's all. No other action

- unfortunately. If Massimo saw me drink, I would sit in the basement for the rest of my pregnancy.

- Don't you have enough of him? He asked uncertainly. - You wouldn't want to go back to

normality, to the country?

I thought about his question for a moment. In relation to the last few days

in fact it was something that I thought quietly of several times. Now, however, when someone

he expected from me to diagnose what I felt and wanted, words stuck in my throat.

- You know, Damian, it's not that simple. Apart from being a mighty wife

a man who won't let me go so easily, I carry his child inside me. And none normal

the guy doesn't decide to have a woman who has so much luggage.

- Normal and maybe not, but one who will break his arms behind her... - After this sentence

there was an awkward silence. " I know it's a bit surprising, but... "

" I love him, " I interrupted, because I thought he would say too much in a moment. - I am

madly in love with this man and this is probably the biggest problem. - I touched

my arms and took another sip. - All right, my dear, now let's talk about you. Or rather

about what you do for Karol.

I gave him a questioning look, folded my arms, and waited. seconds

they passed, and he just wriggled in the sheets.

" I basically don't do anything for him anymore. " - He grimaced. - You know how it is, I was

young when he offered me to stand at the gate in one of his clubs. I trained,

I was big and stupid, so I agreed. The money was good, the work was not too demanding.

Later it turned out that I was quite smart, so I started supervising the work of others.

And if it wasn't for the contract in Spain, I would probably know Massim from a slightly different side than now.

" Wait... " I raised my hand. - When we were together, you were...

- I was, as you say " rude, " yes.

- How did I never notice?

He laughed, accidentally hitting his head with a plastered hand.

- Au. He rubbed the place where the hard mass had hit. - Laura, honey. - He started with

laughter. - Well, I couldn't start my relationship with " hi, I'm in a group

criminal, but a good guy inside. "

" Wait a second, " I said when the clones ran into the garden, Rocco and Marco, my

bodyguards. They looked around nervously, and I looked at them as idiots, sipping another

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sip. " Don't speak now, " I said conspiratorially, turning the monitor so that the camera

she saw their consternation. " See what I have to go through here, " I whispered, then

I have fluent English. - What's going on, gentlemen? Are you lost - My sarcasm

he made my ex, who quickly fell silent.

- Laura, the cameras in the garden are not connected yet, can you go back to

inside?

I looked at them in disbelief and snorted in disapproval.

- Do you have my husband on the line? I asked, gesturing to the phone which one

he held in his hand. The man nodded, looking down at the ground. - Give him to me, please.

" Massimo, don't overdo it, " I said before he could speak. - Day is

extremely warm, and I need to breathe. - It dawned on me. - Your son wants to breathe

therefore, cancel your gorillas.

There was still silence in the receiver until a calm voice finally came through the phone

of my husband:

" They won't know if it's okay, maybe Rocco stay with you. "

I looked at the monitor with the hidden conversation from my ex and I already knew that gorilla

troglodyte will definitely be interested in the male voice coming out of the computer.

" Honey, " I began gently, hoping that this would affect him. -

If I wanted company, I would choose yours, so please curb your paranoia

and let me stay with myself. I feel great, I'm fine, I'm going to have lunch soon.

If you want, I can call every hour.

- In a moment I start the meeting, which can last until evening. - On the phone

silence fell, and then a heavy sigh was heard. - Your protection will check from time to time,

to make sure you're okay.

Hearing this, I almost clapped my hands in joy.

" I love you, " I whispered as we ended the conversation, overjoyed at his relative

flexibility.

- Me too, see you tomorrow. Now give me Rocca, please.

I sighed dreamily and gave the phone to the security guard, giving it to him

at the same time a radiant smile. He looked at me glumly and disappeared, throwing a few

words into the handset.

" I am here, " I said, reopening the conversation window. - And so here

I just have. I spread my hands and shrugged. - Control, control and more

control.

Damian laughed and shook his head in disbelief.

Another hour, or maybe two, passed us on memories and conversations regarding

common places, situations and friends. He told me about life in Spain and places that

he visited because he fought better and better for larger organizations. He spoke

about the people he met and training in Thailand, Brazil and the United States.

I listened to it as if enchanted, happy in spirit that I had sent him a twist of fate

pointless dot. On the one hand, I felt very sorry for him for the injury he had

because of me, but on the other hand I could talk to him again.

" I have to go, " he said when there was a noise in his room. - Sebastian

arrived with a rolling pin. I smiled tenderly at him. - Laura, will you promise me something? - He asked

shyly.

- You know I hate such questions, not knowing what the request will contain.

- Promise that you will talk sometimes, I have a ban. He frowned and resignedly

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shook his head. - Karol will break the rest of my healthy bones if I speak to you. Or yours

my husband will finally shoot me.

" I adore you, warrior, and I can promise you that. " Bon Appetit.

Damian kissed the camera on his computer and after a while I was alone again.

I felt slightly sick from the sparkling drink and I remembered that since

I didn't eat anything in the morning. I went home and got stuck in the kitchen for fifteen minutes

preparing a hearty lunch. In turn, I took everything outside, after half an hour, everything

it was ready. I sat at the table biting the olive and sank into the depths of the internet again.

- Mrs. Torricelli. - At that sound, I jumped, grabbing my hand on the bridge. -

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

I raised my eyes, shielding them from the sun and saw a man standing in front of me,

which shifted a little, coming out of the glow. My jaw dropped slightly when I saw it

guest smiling at me cheerfully. He was completely bald and had an almost square face.

The sharp features were adorned with bright stubble of a few days, and large lips completed the whole. Green eyes

they pierced me with amusement when he reached out.

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