Hiding the Billionaire Mafia’s Twin

Heavy breathes escapes Noello’s mouth, he can’t risk the chance of moving or else that is the end, his hands goes limp, his neck stiffens, the only movements happening in his body are his eyelashes who keep batting against each other trying to hold back the tears that keeps dropping from his eyes.

Unfortunately his necklace dropped in the car trunk, no one might find him now.

“P-papa,” Noello mutters, his tears roll down his cheeks, he is so confused about everything, who is really after them and why? He knows deep inside that no matter what happens Tito would find him even in this unlikely situation where life and death for him are just on a thin edge.

A smile of sadness lingers on his lips, he thinks about his mother and his twin, Noelle along with naughty baby sister, Lilian who delights in troubling him but he loves when she troubles him, makes him to childish and crazy things like hiding her stuff, pulling each other’s hair, he will miss those things if he ends up dying, he will miss teasing Noelle, he is trying inwardly to be optimistic in the situation but he just can’t.

He recalls watching movies where soldier’s go to war and step on underground bombs and no matter how hard they try saving them, they die or lose their body parts, is that how he is going to end up?

‘Have faith, you won’t die,’ He encourages himself inwardly.

Noello flings his eyes open taking deep breaths that is all he is capable of at this point.

“He has stepped on it, fuck!” one of the men curses staring at Noello from behind.

Noello is well aware of their presence but he won’t dare turn back.

“What are we going to do now?” Another asks, his voice is less husky than the first two that spoke, they could sense the shakiness in his voice, he is not scared for Noello’s life because he could care less but he is scared of ‘Black widow’, she is their greatest fear, at her voice they tremble and quiver, at the slightest feel of her skin to theirs, their hair stands on end leaving their souls empty, they are already considering themselves as corpses if they don’t bring Noello to her and not only are they going six feet under but their family members will go with them.

The four men are becoming agitated, they exchange weary glances, gazing at each other as if they were trying to read each other’s thoughts.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“I can’t do it, no way!” The fourth guy speaks up, he is too scared of being blown up to bits but he should be more scared of Selene.

All eyes are on him, this causes his unrequited outburst, he is still young, he is just twenty six, he won’t die because of anyone.

“Fine, I will do it,” the first one that said something firstly said and they looked at him in surprise and awe.

The second one mumbles. “Leader it’s a death sentence, let’s leave him here and then run away from Italy, we can go to any other country around world even to continent Africa, where they won’t find or even think of searching for us,”

The first man referred to as leader, taps the latter’s forehead, pushing his head backwards in process, he then exclaims.

“You are talking stupidly, we got paid half of our money but hey! We fûcking swallowed tracking devices inside our guts even one of us died because of the complication, they promised to take it out of us after we are done with the job, she is going to find us, even though we hid under a rock! ” He takes a minute to catch his, breath because of his heart pounding with fear, he continues in less relaxed manner.

“We can’t run, I will sacrifice myself, you guys are younger, make sure you get him to her, don’t disappoint me and make  me regret losing my life,”

He is certain that he won’t come out of this alive. The others get teary eyes feeling sad about it, they hug him saying their final goodbyes. He brings out a knife and removes the sheath.

Noello licks his rosy bottom lip that has turned red because of his tears and constant licking. He is trying to remain calm but he isn’t succeeding at all, his bones are weakening.

He listens to their conversion and it dawns on him that they are contemplating on helping him.

‘Why would they help me?’ He ponders. The ‘Why’ question makes him more agitated.

The second man that has decided to save Noello not save him necessarily but save his family, if they fail to deliver this kid that scorching and blood sucking witch then… His family would be in grave danger.

He walks to Noello and stands at his front, he smiles. “Boy, we will do this together, I will put this knife under your feet and slowly, you lift your feet up, I will grab you and flee, that’s if we can make it,”

Noello smirks at him and with a sarcastic tone retorts. “I am going survive this but I am not so sure about you,”

“You little brat!” He grimaces and tries grabbing Noello’s neck but withdraws his hand.

He goes to Noello’s side and slowly puts the knife under his feet, Noello is cautiously raising himself up but not too much.

The man slips the knife totally under his feet, he holds the steel part tightly, he takes his last breaths. “At the count of one… ”

The others quickly ran from them, giving them a huge distance. Noello swallows hard, he pants.

“Two… and three!”

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“Why did you invite the police?” Tito scolds, he glares at Sergio, the police has stationed in the house according to Lilian, Noello has a necklace on his chest, he always wears it when going out and it has a tracking device in it, each of them has it but Lilian usually forgets hers at home, Noello is still cautious, he knows the son of whom he is and is aware that his life will always be in danger.

Sergio furrows his brows and narrows his eyes at him. “Because I not a criminal like you, I won’t do dubious things like you, I am sure of one thing and that is your son’s disappearance is your fault, no one is to blame apart from yourself,”

Tito can’t take this grievous insult from him, he is guilty of so many things already and this bastard is making him feel worse, Tito who is not far from him grabs his collar.

“Tito, please stop all this,” Fiorella pleads, her son is missing and all they are thinking about is ripping themselves apart, they are both senseless.

Fiorella stands up and holds Tito’s hands on his collar. “Tito please, it’s enough, I am passing through a lot knowing that Noello is missing and the lives of both my children and mine are still in danger,”

“I have that sorted, my men went to guard Noelle in the house, nothing is going to happen to her,” Tito said in response to what she has said.

“Who cares about your men, where were your men when Noello got kidnapped?”nSergio thunders, his mockery makes Tito so angry but he surprisingly leaves his collar, the next gaze from him is so deadly that he would have been infested by maggots by now, that thought crosses his mind and it frightens him.

Such a ridiculous thought! he scolds himself but can’t help remaining scared. He loves Fiorella but he is really getting into a lot of shit that can damage his image in the eye of the public, he is a man who has no criminal record or dealings with criminals or the police but now, he is getting his hands soiled in this affairs because of Fiorella, he is doing unusual things for her even picking up a fight with an hardened criminal like Tito, he will never give up her, he will make her his at all cost, no matter what happens, she will become Mrs Fiorella Romero and he is going to make sure of that.

Tito moves away from him and turns his back on both of them, he thinks of what Noello might be going through right now, he glances at the police officers he considers as useless, they haven’t been able to track down his location yet.

“Fûck,” Tito curses and buries his face in his palms, why can’t Serena just leave him alone!.

A hand clasps his hand, he gets startled and turns to see Fiorella. “W-we have to talk, Tito,” Her serious and hot headed tone coupled to the unpleasant look on her, Tito thinks this is going to be a sad, long talk.

She pulls me into the corner. “Do you know anything about Noello’s disappearance?”

That was her first question, Tito wanted to say no and deny my connection to this abduction but that would be lying to myself.

“Yes… I know the person -”

A cracking slap that catches him off guard, hits his face, cutting his words short in the process, his eyes flashed with pain but he quickly recovered from it.

“I think Mamma was right, you are just bad luck, first you killed Papa, you ruined my childhood, then just one night and then I have a one night stand with you, everything in my life crumbled and now my kids keep getting in danger, first it was… Noelle who got poisoned by that witch, Gwendolyn, then she kidnapped them and almost had them burnt to death!… Then Dante who was jealous that I was with you and he almost made me lose Lilian, all this is your fault… you have lived such a despicable life,” Fiorella sobs in between her words, she hates to bring back the past, she doesn’t want to remain bitter but the circumstances keeps getting worse.

Tito can feel the burning sensation in his cheek, he doesn’t have the guts to look her in the eye but he really wants to give her an explanation but it’s no use, she won’t listen.

“Tito if Noello is rescued, I don’t ever want to see you near my kids, stay far away from them,” Fiorella said sternly, she doesn’t want him far away but danger is always lurking around him, the more he gets close to her, the more he drags them into it.

Tito gasps, he didn’t expect her to resort to that, he can’t stay away from his kids again. “They are my kids too, Fiorella!” Tito yells all of a sudden.

Fiorella flinches, she didn’t expect him to yell.

“I have never wanted to this kind of life, being bitter, unhappy, cold, I never wanted this, I had my whole childhood tainted with being raped and molested by my so called nanny, everyone just thought I was that normal cold kid, yes I was not, she destroyed every happiness I thought of having and she appears after so many years to destroy me totally!” Tito cries, his emotions have just gotten the better of him.

Fiorella stares at his face in bemusement. “Y-you were… molested…?”

Fiorella can’t wrap her head around it, he was raped as a child, was that the reason for his coldness, merciless acts? he had gone through that much and has kept it to himself.

“It’s not important anymore but don’t keep me away from my kids, I beg you,”

Fiorella watches him break down in front of her, she pulls him into a tight hug, his tears drop to her shoulder, Tito wraps his arms around her, he wants to key everything out, he is tired of keeping it inside him, all the pain. Fiorella cries while rubbing his back, allowing the rush of emotions to overwhelm both of them. Tito never thought crying so much will bring this relief, it is like a burden lifted from his heart.

Sergio comes to see them hugging, his heart sinks to his stomach but he still has to convey the message.

“We’ve found his location!”