Chapter 15
Alessia Guzman
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It’s been over a week since Leonardo practically kidnapped me. I expected it to be terrible but to my surprise, it hasn’t been
that hard.
I explained everything to Isabella over the phone and she seemed to understand.
Leonardo and Russo spend most of the day away working and then come back, looking like they both committed more than fifteen felonies but other than that, it’s been strangely peaceful.
The grounds of the mansion were swamped with guards patrolling 24/7 so that made the idea of escaping very futile.
I made it a point to stay out of both their way though and Guila treats me like her own child as she’s always fussing over me.
I’m beginning to love the idea of a child and I wouldn’t want to disappoint such a sweet old lady by getting rid of my child.
Thankfully, Leonardo gave me my room that had its walk–in closet, so this morning, I stole his credit card and shopped online for clothes and things I knew I’d need.
Everything amounted up to $50,000. Serves that fucker right! He kidnapped me after all.
I finished drying my hair and then walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my body. I go to grab my clothes from the closet when I see out of my peripheral view the shadow of a man sitting in the corner of the room examining every inch of my body.
“Jesus Christ!” I shrieked, jumping back and holding onto the thin towel, bare covering my thighs.
He stands up, making his way over to me, his eyes still on my body before they shoot back up to me.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, knowing fully well why he was there. I wasn’t exactly subtle about my online shopping,
spree.
“I believe you have something of mine, Bellissima.”
Without uttering a word, I walked to my bedside table and grabbed the card, then walked back to him holding out my hand with it.
He asks, grabs it from my hand, and yanks me forward by my towel at the same time, making me gasp.
“$50k in one hour, Alessia? That’s impressive, amore.”
I gulp and squeeze my thighs together, feeling the heat between them intensify.
I don’t know if it was as a result of the pregnancy but I’ve been extremely horny lately and having him stand so close to me wasn’t helping matters much. I hate it.
I hated how my body reacted to him when he was near.
“You practically kidnapped me and you wouldn’t even let me go out to shop for the things I need so it’s only fair I return some of the trouble.” I try wiggling out of his hold but that only makes him pull me closer to him.
“You think $50k will annoy me?” He chuckled.
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“Amore, I make that kind of money every fifteen minutes. Your little shopping spree is the least of my worries.” Damn it!
“Just let me go.” I snap.
He leaned into my ear and whispered, “Are you sure you want me to? Because the way your thighs have been clenching together this entire time, it doesn’t look like it.” He smirks and lets go of me.
A wave of embarrassment washed through me and I avoided his gaze.
“We’re going to head to the shooting range. You should come.”
“I have no desire to be around guns right now.”
“It wasn’t a question, anymore. You’re coming. Be ready in fifteen.” He said, walking out of the room.
“Bastard!” I muttered under my breath.
I dressed up suitably and headed downstairs. I was excited at the idea of going out even if it was just to a shooting range. I needed the fresh air.
“You sure she should be shooting guns in her current uhmmm….. situation?” I overheard Russo talking to Leonardo as I got down the stairs.
“She needs to learn how to shoot one in case she has to defend herself when we might not be there. This is her life now. You know it.”
“You can say the word, Russo. You don’t have to keep saying ‘current situation.“” I quipped, shaking my head. I hated the fact that they were talking about me like I was a child who had no say in her life.
I walked outside, ignoring both of them.
At the private shooting range, Russo and Leonardo brought their guns, of course. They get set up at the stations and I follow.
Russo goes first and gets shots through the head, throat, and heart without missing a beat.
He’s always had a lethal shot. I remember my father telling me he has good aim, good precision, and good execution.
Russo turns to me and hands me his gun. “Come on, sis,” He beckons his head to the target. “Let’s see what you’ve got.”
I looked back at Leonardo to see he had a smirk on his face.
Does he think I can’t shoot? Well, he’s in for a surprise!
He was leaning back on the stool with his arms cupping his elbows. I didn’t want to focus on the way his biceps stretched around his shirt but I couldn’t help but notice. It’s like the fabric is going to rip at any given moment.
I slowly took the gun from Russo, placed the bullets inside, and turned toward the target. I steadied the gun between my hands as I prepared to shoot.
I hold it up and point in the direction of the board. My hand raised ever so slightly and I aimed the gun at the target on the head. I pulled the trigger and watched the bullet fly through the cross, then I aimed lower and hit the throat, then I went lower and hit the chest, directly in the heart.
Bang bang bang!
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“Shit!” Russo slapped my shoulder and I turned to him with a soft, smug smile. “You still haven’t lost your touch, huh?”
I shrug.
“Shame you never put it to use.” He took the gun back.
“Well, I’m not a killer.” I flicked my eyes between his. “Unlike you”
Russo chuckled. “I’m not as bad as you think, Al.” “Are you not?”
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Russo is my brother but this is the most conversation we’ve had between us since we were kids. I’m beginning to warm up to him again.
Leonardo stood up from behind me and took out his gun, filling it with bullets, and moved to the next station. He does something similar to Russo but much quicker and more precise.
“Not as bad as him,” Russo mumbles under his breath but Leonardo can hear because he shouts him a deadly look.
“Shut the fuck up, Russo.”
Russo laughed at his words and I would admit that I loved their camaraderie.
Just then, Leonardo’s phone rings and he curses at the name on the screen before answering. He steps away but his loud and dominant voice can be heard. Russo turned to him, expression struck with concern.
“I furrowed my brows. “Is everything okay?” I asked Russo. “I don’t know, Al.”
He walked past me and approached Leonardo who was running his hands through his hair endlessly.
He ended the call with an aggressive tap.
“We need to go.” He growls out to Russo.
“What happened?” He demands but Leonardo shares his head. “We’ll discuss it on the way but we need to go now.”
Leonardo turns to me and I blink back at him in confusion. “Call Gabriel and get him to send Alessia back to the house and have him put the house on lockdown.”
Lockdown?
“What’s going on?” My anxiety spikes.
“It’s none of your fucking business.” Leonardo roars at me with raging eyes. “And I suggest you comply because I can’t deal with your stubbornness right now.”
I sucked in a breath. What the fuck just happened?
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