THE MAFIA’S CAPTIVE ANGEL

Normani POV.

I hope something like what happened last night never happens again. I know I had to get used to Sin’s life, but the thought of getting killed was terrifying, especially since it was the second time I was being shot at.

I didn’t realize when I fell asleep while waiting for Sin to get back to the warehouse. I was woken by the sound of someone knocking at the door, but I still lay on the bed, staring directly at the door, not saying a word-not after what happened at the mansion.

Sin specifically told me not to open the door if it was him or Lucia, which I plan on doing. I waited for a minute, and the knocking stopped. I let out a sigh. I took my phone out to check the time and saw it was six in the morning.

I hope everything is alright and Sin isn’t hurt. I thought of texting him but decided against it. My eyes shot shut, wanting to get some sleep, when I heard the sound of a knock at the door. I hurriedly stood and looked for something to defend myself in case it was someone dangerous. I unplugged the night lamp beside the bed, holding it tightly as I stood staring at the door.

“Amore”. A deep voice said something on the other side of the door. Letting out a quick breath, I placed the lamp back on the table before walking towards the door to open it.

“Are you okay? Are you hurt? Why didn’t you come back? Where did you go? What happened?” I asked all at once as my eyes scanned his body.

Sin pulled me in for a hug, and we stayed like that for some time in each other’s embrace before pulling away.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

“One at a time. I should be the one asking you those questions, after everything you went through yesterday.”

We walked back into the room and sat on the bed. “Do you know who attacked our home?”

His lips paused in a frown. “I still haven’t found the culprit behind the attack, but I’m certain that whoever this person is, he is definitely behind the attack at the restaurant. Like a coward, hiding behind those wanna-be gangsters, but don’t worry your pretty head about it; I will take care of it,” he replied, pulling me close to him as we lay on the bed. “And I’m proud of you, Amore.”

“You are?” I asked, surprised at his words. I don’t think I have done anything for him to be proud of.

“Yeah,” he said, removing a strain of my hair from my face. “You haven’t tried to escape from me; you treated Mateo’s wounds so well. Our personal doctor was impressed, and above all, you listened to my words about not opening the door if it wasn’t Luca or me.”

My eyes widened. “How did you know? Were you the one knocking at the door the first time?”

“No, I sent one of my men to get you. Let’s just say I was trying to test you.”

I was a little bit disappointed if he sent his man up just to test me for those who didn’t trust me.

“No pouting, love; it’s not that I don’t trust you. I just wanted to make sure you would listen in case something like this happened. I need you to be safe.”

“I understand.”

“Good,” Sin replied, placing a kiss on my forehead and then getting up from the bed. I raised an eyebrow as a way of asking where he was going when he just got here.

“I still have some things to settle,” he clarifies. “I want you to know that we will be leaving for Italy today.”

” Italy.” I was confused.

“I need to handle some things there, and it’s not safe here until I get to the bottom of this.”

“Okay,” I whispered, unsure. I have never been to Italy, and I was excited to see the country, but I didn’t want to leave like that, not after what happened. “Do we have to go today?”

” Yes.” Sin answered, taking in my reaction with a confused look. “Is there a problem?

“I just thought we should hold a burial rite for…” I choked on my words as the memory of yesterday clouded my mind. They all deserve a befitting burial, especially Victoria, since she has no other relatives.

Sin was able to understand what I meant, and he sighs. “We leave tomorrow, then. I will get Luca to make an arrangement, and after the burial tomorrow morning, we leave for Italy.”

“Thank you.” I whispered, pecking his cheek.

Samantha is here; she brought some clothes and other essentials. “Stay in the room till she comes.”

He walked out of the room, closing the door behind him, and not even a minute later, Samantha came busting in.

“Hey Mani, Are you okay? I heard about what happened,” she rushed out, coming to sit beside me.

“I am okay. Mateo was able to get me and Zoey to a secured place.”

“That’s a good thing; I am so glad that both of you are safe,” she said.

“Have you seen Zoey yet?”

“Yes, I have; she is a little bit shaken up like you, but I know she will be okay.”

“Thank God,” I silently whispered to myself.

“Sin asked me to get you some clothes,” she says, dropping a duffle bag on the floor. “I also got you breakfast since I know you haven’t had the chance to eat anything.”

“Thanks, Sam; I owe you one.” I told her I really appreciated her presence right now.

“I will leave you to get ready,” she said before getting up and leaving the room. I need to check up on Zoey myself. Like Samantha had said, I wasn’t the only one shaken up by what transpired a few hours ago.

I knew for a fact that the news would no doubt have reached Uncle Carson, so I sent him a text to let him know that I was unharmed, getting a quick response from him like he had been holding onto his phone. After assuring him that I was indeed fine, I stood up from the bed to freshen up, then put on the white flan gown that Samantha bought for me with black sandals and walked out of the room.