Saved By Him

Chapter 30

Or does he think I'm alone?

"I think you're getting tired of hearing correct, so instead I'll correct you. Yes it was a set up, but with good intentions. I want to join you in getting revenge on my fucking brother. I heard about the things he did to you, so in return you will get revenge and I will take over the mafia" he says.

Silence falls for a moment as I begin thinking it over. Another hand in the plan may be helpful, so it's not entirely a bad idea.

"How do I know you won't turn against me?" I ask.

He chuckles, "and why would I do that? I have nothing against you, and whatever he did to you goes against my morals. I don't support it in any way" he says, some sympathy conveyed in his tone.

But that sympathy could be fake for all I know.

Do I trust him?

He holds out his hand implying for me to shake it, "Well do we have a deal?"

I look down at his hand.

I personally think he will be a great asset.

There has to be reason why I've never saw him in Russia or why Alexander never cared to even mention he had a brother. So perhaps he is telling the truth.

With his group of men and the Italian mafia, Alexander won't stand a chance.

My hand reaches out to shake his, but before I can touch it five shots are heard, making me jump slightly.

Dust from the surroundings cloud the air for a few seconds, before my vision returns clearly.

There stood Valentino with two guns in his hand. One which looked loaded and another which looked like a tranquilliser.

His eyes were narrowed and his jaw was hard as he stood there staring at me.

I quickly look around, seeing the four German men dead on the ground, blood oozing out of all their foreheads.

I then turn to look at Antonio, a needle sticking out of his neck as he layed unconscious on the ground.

A small amount of amusement filled me as I stared at his hand, which was still positioned in a shaking motion.

My gaze finds Valentino again, equally hardened with anger.

"You're still here? I thought you ran away like the coward you are" I mutter, crossing my arms.

He takes a step forward, placing both guns in his belt, "Do not piss me off any more Isabella" he sneers, walking over to his unconscious body.

"Seriously, how can you be the one pissed off when I'm the one who got pushed by you in the lions den! It was good that he didn't plan on attacking me otherwise I would have been as good as dead by now!" I snap.

"Yeah well what about you, you're just as much as an idiot, more likely even more" he mutters looking at me again, "First you piss me off by not remembering last night. Then you find it funny to annoy me. And to top it all off, you even consider joining hands with him to be a good fucking idea. How much more of an hindrance can you be!" He shouts.

My eyes widen in surprise. I understood the last part but the first? Did me not remembering last night really have an effect on him?

But why?

"Why does it even matter if I remember or don't remember last night? It's not a big deal" I mutter taking some steps towards him.

"And I will never stop annoying you because quite frankly, it's entertaining" I smirk, satisfaction filling me when he rolls his eyes.