Her Mafia Lord

CHAPTER SIX

“You are all set.” The stylist said with a satisfactory smile on her face. She was glad that once again, her skill set had been put to a great use. “I have to admit, I have styled a couple of women, but you my dear strike me as the best.” Bianca admired the woman’s personality and how jovial she could easily be, despite not knowing her.

“Thank you.” She said and at that moment, the door opened and one of Giovanni’s men stepped inside. “I am sorry for barging into the room like that, but the boss is slowly getting impatient.” Bianca turned and grabbed the purse she had been gifted by the stylist earlier and with one more stare at the mirror, she stepped out of the room, alongside the stylist.

Giovanni was pacing around, getting irritated over the fact that he was being delayed. He took punctuality highly serious and this had gone a long way for him in the line of business he operated. When he heard footsteps coming down, he turned around and came face to face with what he presumed was the appearance of a goddess.

He hadn’t fully taken in her appearance, while they were in the car due to how dark the car was and also the fact that it was evening too. But seeing her, under the bright rays of the light, all he could do was helplessly stare like a child looking at a candy.

“Sorry we took so much time sir.” The stylist’s voice pulled him aware from the deep stares he had on Bianca. “Had to make her look really perfect.” Bianca on the other hand was agitated. For some odd reason she wanted to know what he thought about her outfit.

Giovanni walked closer to her and this time, she was comfortable with him being in her space. “You look absolutely gorgeous.” He said with admiration written all over his eyes. Bianca smiled momentarily at the compliment as they were really genuine.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

He extended his arms and Bianca took it and they both left the house in one accord. One of Giovanni’s car; the Mercedes Benz was parked outside and awaiting for them to step inside. Being a gentleman, Giovanni opened the door for Bianca and she was quite impressed by his courtesy act and got inside the car, before they waltz away.

When they arrived at the exquisite restaurant, Bianca was once again thrilled by the luxury put in place to build such a restaurant. They were directed to a very reserved part of the restaurant and they waited for the meals to be served.

“So, tell me more about yourself Bianca.” She was thrown aback by the question. Bianca didn’t know how to let him in on her past life. It would be quite unusual because she was the type to have trust issues. Thus, she chose to settle for a more casual lies.

“Well, you already know I am the daughter of your friend Mr. Felix, so what else do you need to know again?” Bianca asked with a shrug. Giovanni could see the enigma written all over her face and it was his duty to break through them and see what she was hiding.

“No favourite stuffs? Places you like? Role models, nothing?” Giovanni asked.

“I favourite places and also role models, I didn’t know that was the direction your question was taking.” She said causally. Giovanni was glad he had settled for a collateral like Bianca. She was the first woman not really scared of him and it was obvious there was a reason she hadn’t protested in going with him in the first place.

While he was about to speak, one of the soldiers burst into the room with a look of agitation on his face. He rushed over to meet Giovanni and whispered words, which Bianca couldn’t make out it’s meaning as they sounded Italian.

Giovanni on the other hand was shocked to hear those words come out of the mouth of his soldier. Apparently, one of his arch rival in the underground world was in the restaurant and their purpose was to find him.

“I think we need to get out of here at once.” Giovanni said, standing to his feet. However, it was too late, the door burst opened and Silvano and his boys stepped into the reserved area. Giovanni swiftly moved over to Bianca, shielding her away from the men.

“Who would have ever thought the fearless and ruthless man Marco Giovanni would be here in a restaurant having a wonderful time with some random bitch?” Those words pissed Giovanni off, but he chose to stay calm.

“Anyways, that’s not why am here. You and I both know we have a deal to settle. So Marco Giovanni, hand over my products right now or I order my men to blow off your brain.” Giovanni was in a tight spot. He hated that Bianca had to see this and from behind, he could feel the fear that had engulfed Bianca seeing the guns around the room.

“This is not where we do business, you and I know that. Let’s leave pleasures for pleasures and business for business.” Giovanni replied calmly. “Bullshit Giovanni! Absolute bullshit. All my life, I have waited for the moment to come, where I would have to find you at the perfect spot and kill you and what better way to end your life, than in the midst of your whore.” Silvano said once more and this time Giovanni had none of it. “First of all I would respect if you don’t call my woman a whore. Secondly, I want to assure you one thing Silvano, one of us id going to get out of here alive, while the other would be dead.” Silvano laughed hard at the statement made by his rival.

“That’s correct Giovanni and we both know which of us is going to die.” Giovanni felt a beep on his phone, which had been in his hands all the while and he observed it was a message from lead soldiers, informing him that the men were around. “For the very last time Giovanni, hand over my products to me right now or be ready to face death.” Silvano said, while his men cocked their guns aiming them at Giovanni. He looked at every last one of them, calculating their steps and the possiblity of the bullets hitting him and realized what he needed to do.

“Silvano, like I said before; you can go to hell with your men.” He pushed the table over the place and dropped Bianca alongside himself to the ground, while a sporadic shoot out commenced. Bianca was scared of her life as she held on tight to Giovanni’s suit. Each of the bullets made sounds which gave her the chills down her skin.

After a moment, the shootings stopped and Giovanni stayed alert, waiting for what could possibly happen in the next moment. He had a gun in his hand and his first instinct was to shoot the person who he believed could be his enemy. However when the tables were pulled aside, he held back his gun as the familiar face of Lucifer his lead soldier showed up.

“It took you damn long.” Giovanni commented, helping Bianca up to her feet, while he cleaned himself up. Bianca covered her mouth at the sight of blood and had the urge to puke. Giovanni had observed her countenance and helped her out of the restaurant.

While they walked towards the car, she observed several familiar black van parked outside and finally got the hint of where she had seen Giovanni before now. When they got to the car, he observed Bianca still had fears written across her face.

“Listen, I didn’t expect our first dinner to end up in a blood bath and I will do all the explaining when we get home.” Bianca needed those explanation, she needed to know what she finally signed up for. Just when she thought she was going to slowly live a life of happiness and luxury, fate twisted the entire plot right before her.

When they arrived at their apartment, Bianca quickly got out of the car and rushed inside the mansion, much to Giovanni’s disappointment as he knew she was still stricken by the fear of what had happened not quite long ago. “Make sure you clean the mess at the restaurant, before the police would detect them.” He instructed Lucifer who immediately left his sight.

When he stepped inside the living room, there was no sight of Bianca and he took a wild guess that she would be in her room. He head over to his room and decided to have a quick shower, after which he changed into his night pyjamas. Once he was done, he moved out and head to Bianca’s room. The door was locked and he knocked but there was no response.

Bianca laid on the bed thinking of the entire event that had taken place hours ago. She was close to being dead and with few luck, she was alive. All Bianca could think of at that moment, was to find a means and be out of Giovanni’s grasp for good.

While she was still thinking deep about the entire situation, the door literally burst opened and much to her shock, Giovanni stepped inside. “You weren’t going to answer me anytime and i thought something bad had happened to you.” Bianca checked the door and realized it had been completely damaged. “I will fix that soon enough.” He said, after having to follow her gaze. Giovanni moved over to the bed side, where Bianca laid and sat there, watching her.

“Listen, understand that you are really scared and need explanation about the whole thing that happened right there at the restaurant. While I always hoped never to mix pleasure and work, I didn’t expect Silvano to come over to that place.” This wasn’t what Bianca was willing to hear, all she wanted at the moment was a proper explanation as to who he truly was. Giovanni realized that having to make explanation at about the whole restaurant situation wasn’t helping and thus, he decided to take another approach.

“Alright, I guess I have to let you in on my identity then.” Bianca turned fully to look at him, awaiting the explanation she much needed to hear. “My name is Marco Giovanni, the first son of the Marco family, one of the most influential family in all of New York and beyond. My family happen to run several hotels, restaurant and even clubs in parts of America, while I run the family’s underground business. The man you saw at the restaurant was Silvano and he happened to be one of my enemies in this business of mine.” Bianca realized she may have been getting herself into something much dangerous than she had expected. If Giovanni was truly who he claimed to be, then her life was going to be at high risk every time.

“Aren’t you going to say something?” Giovanni asked, getting impatient once again by her lack of speech. “What do you expect me to say? All I ever hoped for was a life where I would be at peace and right now, that is exactly not what I am guessing would be the case with you. Being a Mafia top lord, puts me in the position of being a victim and a bait.” This was the most words Bianca had said to him since she arrived and for some odd reason, Giovanni could feel hurt in her voice. He grabbed her hands and squeezed them in comfort;

“You don’t have to over worry yourself over the situation. I promise you one thing Bianca, you are fully protected. I have this entire mansion on security watch twenty four hour.” Bianca released her hands off his and turned to the other side of the bed. “I want to be left alone.” She said and Giovanni realized it would take her time to understand that the magnitude of his entire statement.

While he was about heading out, Bianca’s voice stopped him on the track. “Please make sure you get another door for the room, considering you already broke this one.” Giovanni smiled and gave her a quick nod, before heading out.