Page 59 of Bound to the Mafia King

“Tell me again later, baby.” I tightened my hand on the gun. I stared into her eyes, hoping she could read what I was trying to relay to her. A glimmer of understanding resonated in her gaze. I gave her a subtle nod and turned my attention back to Sergei. “You’re going to die today, Sergei.”

“Then so will she.” He pressed his gun against her head.

“Now, Anastasia!”

She jabbed him in his stomach, and he doubled over, not suspecting the attack. She ran toward me, and I pulled her behind me and pointed my gun at him.

“You dumb bitch!” Sergei roared in anger and pointed his gun.

Alex was out of time. I eased my finger onto the trigger, ready to take my shot.

“Say hi to my father for me when you see him in hell.” And then the guns went off.

One minute she was behind me, and the next she was in front of me acting like a shield to my body. The guns went off, and everything fell silent for a few moments.

A blood-curdling scream filled the bunker and sent my soul flying out. Anastasia dropped to the floor at the same time Sergei’s body did the same. But I could have cared less about him. My concern was to the woman who was on the floor next to her brother’s bleeding body.

He had jumped in front of us and taken the hit for Anastasia.

“No, no, no… Danny…” She pulled her brother's head into her lap. She brushed his hair away with one hand whilst the other pressed on his open wound. “You can’t die, Danny. You don’t get to leave me like this, do you hear me? You aren’t allowed to die on me.”

My eyes flicked up and saw Alex standing only a few feet away from where I stood. His gun was now lowered, and a somber expression riddled his face.

My gun still had its last bullet in it, which meant that the kill shot had come from him. He gave me a curt nod, to which I returned in understanding.

Mission complete.

Ana’s screams rippled through the bunker. “We need to save him. Call someone, please!”

As one problem arose on one side, another was created. The monster of our problems was dead, but in his wake, he may have just taken another innocent soul with him.

Danill’s body oozed with blood, and his eyes were shut. His sister’s cries echoed through the bunker, and my heart tore a little at the sight before me. I wanted to comfort her, but I knew that was not what she wanted.

“I will call the ambulance here,” Alex said.

I could only hope it wasn’t too late.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Anastasia

Ihated hospitals. The last time I had been in one, I had lost my baby, and the time before, that I had lost my parents. Only bad news came from these places, and the longer I sat in this waiting room, the more dread sunk into my bones.

My leg bounced up and down impatiently as I watched the clock tick on. It had been three hours and twenty minutes since they had taken my brother back there.

How long did it take for a bullet wound to be fixed? Had we been too late? If he were dead, then we would have heard by now, so it meant that he was still alive.

Positivity. Positivity. Positivity.

My hands were covered in my brother’s blood. My body had not stopped shaking since we had left that bunker. My brain moved a million miles a minute, and all I could think about was the fact that my brother had jumped in front of a bullet to save me. He had jumped in front of me to save my life while I had wished that he wasn’t my family.

“I didn’t mean it.” I didn’t even hear my own voice when I spoke.

“What?” Valerio, who had been by my side this entire time, turned to me.

“I didn’t mean what I said to him.” My voice cracked. “I didn’t mean it, and if he dies before I can tell him I didn’t mean it, he will die thinking that I hate him.”

“Of course, you don’t,cielo.” The tenderness in his voice did nothing to ease the ache in the middle of my chest. “It was a heated moment. You said things you didn’t mean, like any normal person would. He knows you love him.”

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