Chapter 7

• DANTE'S POV.
• The events of the day were a bit too complex, even for someone like me who wasn't surprised by anything.
• How could a situation just go from normal, to INSANE?!!
• The irony of it all, was the fact that all these while, I had kept trying for a child and was continuously disappointed. Finally a baby had come, but through the worst means ever!
• How could that Collombo woman be carrying my child??!!
• Julio swerved the car so abruptly, making me sway sideways at the back seat.
• "Sorry about that, Sir." He apologized.
• "I am already having a bad day, Julio." I warned flatly.
• Just then, a call came in and I looked at my phone to see that it was Vito.
• "Vito."
• "I got your message, Don. Men are in position, what's your location?"
• “We’re at Ajello Mall.” I checked the tinted window, tracking the red car ahead. “Shared my location.”
• "We would be with you shortly." He said.
• I ended the called and took my gaze back to the red car far ahead of us, running at an annoyingly crazy speed for a woman.
• It was obvious where she was headed.
• The fact that her first thought was to run over to him, left a bitter taste on my tongue. I wasn't sure why.
• Maybe because Alexa had been drowning away in sadness, over a lady whose loyalty was clearly with our enemy.
• I knew within me that a lot of things were bound to change today, and I was more than ready to see it through.
• She carried my blood now, and that made her mine.
• No man, not even Russo, was going to touch what belonged to me!
• Just as Vito had assured, he and the other men pulled up behind us roughly eight minutes later, driving at a steady pace behind us.
• All the while, several thoughts ran through my mind.
• The Collombo woman was already engaged to marry Marco Russo. I knew I would be overstepping by doing what I had in mind to do.
• But then again, what did you hear about Dante Ferrari?
• I was ruthless, and could also be reckless.
• I guess today was the day for the latter. God damned the consequences.
• Eventually, we approached the Russo tower just like I had predicted. She drove in through the iron gates, and I silently implored myself to be patient, my teeth grinding against themselves.
• "Stop driving." I said to Julio, who brought the car to a stop immediately.
• Half a minute later, a tap sounded against my window glass, and Julio wound down. As the glass lowered, the face of Vito came into view.
• "Your orders, Don?"
• "Wait for the Collombo lady to drive out. Then do the needful."
• Vito gave a curt nod at my order, and went back to the rest of our men behind.
• As I sat waiting in my car, my mind continued to conjure different scenarios.
• She was definitely here to inform Marco of everything happening. What if that bastard maneuvered his way and spoilt my plans?
• Maybe I shouldn't have let her drive in there. I should have blocked her before she made it there.
• "Cazzo!" I cursed underneath my breath.
• Julio quickly glanced behind, but said nothing.
• Roughly ten minutes later, Vito appeared by my window again. His expression was enough to tell me something was wrong.
• “Let me hear it.” I demanded.
• "There was an issue with one of our shipments."
• "I believe you are quite capable of handling such matters, Vito."
• “I tried, boss." He released a low sigh. "It's not just any shipment, it's the Veracruz deal."
• That instantly grabbed my attention.
• "What the hell happened?" I asked in a clipped tone.
• "The Colombians are demanding a sit-down. The shipment went south, and now they think it was us who opened fire. They’re threatening war, unless you show face.”
• "Che palle!"
• I let out a sharp hiss, the weight of it settling instantly. A cartel war wasn’t something I could brush off or delegate.
• This was blood, business, and reputation on the line.
• “Handle the girl and keep me informed of every move. I’ll deal with the Colombians myself.”
• “Yes, Don.”
• "Julio, we're heading to the safehouse near the docks."
• "Yes sir."
• He turned on the car, and just as we drove past the gates of the Russo tower, I caught sight of her red car driving out.
• She was out already? So quickly?
• Suspiciously quick....
• Just then, Vito's call came in and I answered immediately.
• "She's out too quickly. Anything fishy?"
• "No. She is actually the one on the move."
• "Grab her." I ordered. "And be gentle. The package is fragile."
• "Understood, Don."
• Almost immediately, I heard the screeching sound of cars on Vito's end of the line.
• "Oh my God!!" That was her voice.
• "Who the hell are yo.....?" She was cut off, and few shuffles were heard. "Let me go!!!"
• With how strained her voice sounded, I could tell she was really putting up her best fight.
• "Madame, please be calm." Vito demanded.
• "I said let me go you basta...." Her words were cut short once more, and I heard some more shuffles. After that, punch was resonated and one of the men let out a loud groan.
• "Kicking my man in his balls?" That was Vito. He sounded amused. "Now, that's not good ma'am."
• Never thought her to be feisty. Interesting.
• "What are you doing....?!" Her agitated voice trailed off in the background, and Vito's voice replaced hers.
• "We've got the package, Don. Waiting for your instructions."
• "To the Ferrari mansion." I replied. "And make sure Alexa knows nothing about this."