I felt like I couldn't breath.
He has been alive for the past 10 years.
I wanted to scream and say ever curse word I knew.
I let him suffer.
But I saw him die.
He groaned and look up at me.
I could tell that he went through hell the past 10 years.
He looked different, his brown hair a mess and a growing beard, his brown eyes full of panic, he looked weak with muscle loss, and he looked thin.
His brown eyes met mine and I wanted to cry.
My best friend and half brother laying in front of me alive this whole time.
My body frozen with rage, I slow looked up at Edward when a laugh broke out beside me.
I whipped my head over to Dax as he stood up from his chair, ties not around his wrist, he wiped away the blood from his face.
What I didn't expect was the huge smirk playing on his lips.
He bent down in front of me.
"You're such a fucking idiot" he places his hand on my cheek.
I recoil away from him.
"What are you talking about?" I ask looking at my husband.
The father of my children.
"Well" he stand up and walks beside Edward "I want the American mafia for myself"
I felt the blood drain from my body.
Giovani got tied to the chair beside me.
"You fucking asshole" I scream out at him.
I start trying to wiggle out of these stupid ties.
He just chuckles "I've been waiting for this day since the day I put a ring on your finger" he motions to the window and a door open.
Heels click on the floor as a brunette women stood next to Dax putting her long fingers on his chest and pecking his cheek.
It was like a truck hitting me.
He never loved me.
He played me like a fucking fiddle.
And I let it happen.
I had kids with him.
"I'm sure you know what I plan on doing" he grins at me "I plan on killing you then the rest of our kids" he says like a smart ass "Liam first then Layla then the twins" he waves at the window again.
The door open and I look at the next person that walked in.
My eyes widen "Papà?" I say shocked and a twisted grin was on his lips.
"Dax is right, you are a dumbass" I bit my lip to not snap at him.
"Well let's leave her to talk to her little Gio" they all laugh and walk out of the room.
I put my head down.
I lost.
I fell in love with a traitor and my own biological father is a traitor.
"Silvia?" Giovannis ruff voice.
I look over towards him.
"How?" I ask confused.
I saw him get shot in front of me.
He died in my arms.
"Right before I went into the room someone took me" he chokes out "I was trying to fight them off but he put an panno alcolico then it's been a torture fest sense" He takes in a deep breath "They tried to have me give up your secrets and stuff about drug trade but once I found out Dax was apart of it" he leans back "I never trusted him, he was fucking girls left to right, I thought we could trust him but he's just like any other mafia man a piece of shit" he spits out.
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Running From The Past
ActionThey always told me my past would come back and bite me in the ass. Never knew it would bite me this hard. (Book 2) ******* ⚠️Warning⚠️ This book does contain, sexual active and talks of rape and sexual abuse, please read at your own risk. Side note...