I am back with a new chapter...

And what is special about it? It has Ermanno and Rosa moments!!!

So, let’s get started!

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Luca Martinez

The name kept echoing in my ears. He was the same man whose mention was forbidden to Ermanno. I thought if he himself took his name in front of me, he might tell me more about him.

Most importantly, why he wanted to kill him? Why he was so cautious of that mysterious man? And why was his mention forbidden to him?

Just as I opened my mouth to ask him the most awaited question, the ringing of his phone beat me to it. He looked at the caller id and told me, "It's Xander. He must be waiting on the door. Please open it."

I nodded at him and hurriedly went to fetch the doctor. My questions could wait, his health was my top priority.

I opened the door to find a man in his late twenties with a big bag in his hand. I asked him, "You must be Xander, Ermanno's doctor. Right?"

He nodded, "Yeah! Where is he?"

I motioned him to come inside and spoke, "He is in his room. Please follow me."

I took him to Ermanno, where he immediately started doing his job. He put a plaster around his right arm and asked him about his wound on the stomach. I was frightened when he told me that if we had delayed in cleaning his wound and stitching it, it might had caught infection, which had put his life in danger.

I asked him thrice if there was still any danger to him. But he denied each time. I wanted to reassure myself that he was completely safe.

He then prescribed him some medicines for healing and some pain killers. And much to Ermanno's annoyance, a complete bedrest.

From the looks of him, I knew it would be a challenge for me to make sure he got complete rest, but I would make sure to make him do it at any cost. His health was not something to be compromised with.

In the end, he was given an injection, which put him to sleep in a few minutes. I then, thanked the doctor and dropped him to the door.

I went back to his room and saw his sleeping figure. He looked so relaxed while sleeping, without a care of anything the world.

I contemplated if I should stay there only or go back to my room. I was confused. What if he woke up in the middle of the night and needed something? He was badly injured, and from what I had learned about him was that he won't ever ask for help from anyone.

Stubborn male ego!

I reluctantly decided to stay in his room only, for that night. I looked around. There was no chair inside his room. There was a big sofa to sit in one corner, I went to it and laid down on it. It was a little uncomfortable for my liking, but nothing I could not manage. Plus, I was not there for a good night's sleep. I was there to take care of him.

I finally took the notice of his room, which I had failed to do till then, amidst all the hustle and bustle.

The walls were painted grey, while the furniture was in black colour. White curtains were hung around the windows, hiding the view of outside. The theme looked classy and appealing to me. It seemed masculine.

I kept looking at his handsome face when my eyelids felt heavy and I drifted into slumber.

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Next morning when I woke up, the first sight which greeted me was the breath taking face of Ermanno, whose hypnotizing eyes were filled with admiration, while he was sitting on the wooden table in front of the sofa, gazing at me continuously.

I started feeling self conscious due to his non-stop staring and averted my gaze away from him. I felt my cheeks heating up by his constant staring. He mumbled, "Cosi carino."

(So cute)

He spoke Italian which was left unprocessed by my brain because it didn't knew the language. So, I asked him instead, "What did you say? I didn't get it."

Smiling to himself, he spoke, "Nothing. You tell me, why are you sleeping here in my room, and that too on this uncomfortable sofa."

Maybe he didn't like me staying here. I thought to apologize to him before he scolded me, "I am sorry if it bothered you. I had no plan to invade your privacy. I just wanted to be there for you if you needed something. But I guess, I slept like a log throughout the night and was of no help to you. I am really sorry for the inconvenience. I promise it won't happen again."

He shook his head and clarified, "No need to say sorry. I didn't mind it at all. On the contrary, I am glad that you care about me. I was just concerned about you, the sofa must be very uncomfortable."

My heart felt a strange kind of tingling sensation when he told me that he was concerned about me.

"Oh! Don't worry about it. I am absolutely fine. How are you? Is it paining anywhere?" I asked him.

He informed me, "A little pain in my abdomen area. But nothing I can't handle. Don't take stress, I am absolutely okay."

I was worried when he told me that there was a little pain, so I questioned him, "Are you sure you are okay? Should I call Xander again? Do you need anything?"

He chuckled at me and spoke, "You worry too much Rosa. I am seriously fine."

I reluctantly agreed, "Okay, if you say so. Please get fresh. I will bring something for you to eat, so that you can take your medicine."

He nodded at me in reply and went inside his bathroom. I too, left his room and took a quick shower in mine and hurriedly went to the kitchen to fetch his breakfast.

When I entered inside, Francesca rushed to me and bombarded me with many questions, "Did Ermanno returned last night? Why was there a first aid kit in the living room? Was he hurt? Where is he now? Is he alright?"

I interrupted her and told her, "Relax, Francesca. There is nothing to worry about. Ermanno had come home last night and he was severely wounded." She panicked listening to me but I continued to relax her worry, "But he has been treated by Xander and there is nothing to worry about."

She breathed a huge sigh of relief and said, "This boy is going to be the death of me one of these days. Where is he now? Is he sleeping?"

"Actually, he was getting fresh and I have come here to grab something for him to eat," I informed her.

"Okay, let me tell the cook what to prepare for him," she offered me.

"No. I will tell him. I know that you are worried about him. Please go and see him," I replied her.

Thanking me, she patted my cheeks and left.

I told the cook to make some tomato soup for him along with some orange juice. I also asked him to place some sandwiches for me along with his soup and a cup of espresso. I had planned to eat my breakfast with him.

After he placed everything on the tray, I took it to his room. Francesca was coming out of his room, when I entered. She gave me a small smile on the way which I returned with my own. It looked like she had cried. She truly loved him and cared for him like a mother.

I went inside to find him leaning against his headrest, wearing a black shirt with black dress pants. His hair was wet from the shower and some water droplets were dripping from it.

He was looking more handsome and black suited him perfectly!

He gave me a small smile when he saw me and I mentally shook my head to clear my thoughts.

What had gotten into me these days?!

I placed the tray in between us and forwarded his soup towards him.

He smirked at me and spoke, "Mind feeding me? My working hand is out of order at the moment."

His smirk was so attractive!

Focus, Lia! Focus!

I scolded myself and reluctantly started feeding him, which felt a little awkward. He was all the time looking at me intently as if trying to catch any change in my expression.

I was already nervous due to feeding him and his constant stare made me feel all the more conscious. I tried to focus on the task in hand. He insisted me to eat my own breakfast, along with feeding him.

He seemed to be relaxed and content for some reason. My heart was thundering rapidly in my chest and nervousness filled me to the brim.

I felt relieved when his soup was finished. I gave him his medicines to take, on which he made faces and excuses. But I didn't budge on his tantrums and glared at him, to which he reluctantly took them, making gagging faces.

Who would believe that the big bad Mafia threw tantrums while taking medicines?

I burst out in laughter at the thought. He playfully narrowed his eyes at me and asked, "Care to share with me too, what is so funny?"

Just as I opened my mouth to tell him about my thoughts, I was startled by the booming voice of Alessandro, from the threshold of his room, "Ermanno!"

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Hello my lovely readers!

How was the chapter?

So finally they got some moments!!! How was it???

Lia cares for him, but won’t admit to herself! Don’t worry, soon she is gonna realise it.

Big bad Mafia threw tantrums while taking medicines! Isn’t it surprising!!