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Over a month had passed since the attack on Ermanno, and he was almost healed. His plaster was already removed but he was advised to not put much pressure on his hand.

The wound on his abdomen was almost healed. He could now walk around on his own, without any support.

During all that time, we both had gotten really close to each other, spending most of our days together. And I got to know the real Ermanno, behind the ‘Il Diavolo’.

The real Ermanno who cared for his close ones and could go to any lengths and measures for them. He didn’t trust people easily, but when he did; he trusted them with his life.

He loved Alessandro too much to take over his legacy, while he wanted to quit that profession. But he didn’t want to leave his only family alone. It showed his sacrifice for the people he cared about. He also told me about his parents.

The only thing which I still had to know about was Luca Martinez. He still had to tell me about him. I desperately wanted to know about the reason of their feud and the history between them. But I never mentioned it to him because I knew that he would tell me about him when he would be comfortable. And I didn’t want to compel him for anything.

The most important thing I had realised during our time together, was that I didn’t want to escape the betrothal anymore.

Because I had started liking Ermanno very much!

Yes! I am deeply attracted to him. I like him so much so that only the mention of his name can paint my cheeks red like a tomato, with blush. His presence was enough to make me forget about my own existence.

When I am with him, I feel giddy. Or like I am flying over the clouds. My heart began to race at the sight of his devilish smirk and I could get lost in his hypnotizing orbs for the rest of my life. They were deeper than the ocean and more beautiful than the night sky full of stars.

His eyes were in itself, a canvas and his emotions filled it with their own colours.

I knew that I had gone crazy for him, so much so that I just want to think about him all the time, if he was not with me.

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I was making my way to his room to check if he was ready. We were going to the hospital for his last check up. After that, he would be off the hook from taking medicines.

As much as he was happy about not having to take medicines, he was reluctant to go to the hospital, because he had been very busy lately. And according to him, he didn’t want to waste his time.

But, I didn’t want to take any chance with his health, so I forced him to come with me.

Lately, he was in a lot of stress. He had received threats twice from unknown numbers. And he was sure that it was Luca. So, he was dedicating all his time to find any clue to catch him.

I too, was worried about him. He was harmed once, by that man, I didn’t want him to be hurt again. I was terrified of loosing him.

I went to his room to find him on his phone. When he saw me entering, he cut the call and forwarded his hand for me to take. I gave him my hand and he instantly intertwined our fingers; and we left for the hospital in his luxurious car.

We were sitting at back, while his driver drove the car. I found out that he was the same driver who had taken me to his mansion for the first time. He was among his most trusted men.

He had kept my hand in his lap, playing with my fingers, absent mindedly while gazed outside, lost in my own deep thoughts. But the grazing of his fingers with mine were enough to fill my stomach with butterflies.

I turned to him and asked, “Can we go to explore the city, someday when you are free. I have not seen anything here since my arrival.”

It brought his attention on me and he spoke, “I am sorry, amore mio. I didn’t show you around. It just slipped from my mind due to all the stress.”

“Don’t worry. We can explore it after all the issues are solved,” I assured him.

He shook his head and said, “No, Rosa. We won’t wait for the problems to get solved. Your happiness is my priority. We will go today itself after my check up.”

I asked him worriedly, “But what about your work.”

“It can wait, but your wishes could not be delayed in getting fulfilled,” he told me lovingly.

He talked so cheesy!

Was he really a Mafia King who inflicted fear on others?

Because he always made me feel safe, giddy and mushy.

I smiled shyly at him and gazed outside the window to hide the goofy grin, forming on my face. He always made me feel so special, so wanted. I was so glad that I had met him.

I guess the decision of my grandpa to marry me off to Ermanno was not at all bad. And I had realised that my fate was really good for having been blessed with such a loving and caring life partner.

We arrived the hospital and his driver opened his side of door. After getting out, Ermanno offered me his hand. I held it and got out his car. He again intertwined our fingers and we went inside the hospital.

The receptionist told us to wait as the doctor was in an emergency operation. I was getting bored looking around, particularly at nothing. He had taken out his phone and was doing some work on it.

After about 10 minutes, we were told to go inside the doctor’s cabin. We both made our way together.

Ermanno barged inside without knocking, to which I scowled at him. But he simply shrugged at me saying, “I don’t need his permission.”

Arrogant man!

As soon as we entered inside, everything happened too fast for my brain to comprehend anything. Someone abruptly pulled me away from Ermanno, before I could understand what was happening.

A man spontaneously attacked on Ermanno at the same time with a heavy metal rod, but he was quick to stop him mid air. And a physical fight between the two began, which was soon joined by another muscular man.

I looked around the cabin to find that we were attacked by four men, including the one holding me hostage, by holding my arms at my back in his vice grip, as Ermanno continued to fight the remaining three.

The doctor was lying dead in cold blood, on his chair. His dead, open eyes were staring directly in my direction, would haunt me all my life.

It was all too much for me. It was for the first time, I was exposed to violence, saving for the one I saw Ermanno torturing that man. And everything was enough to send my body into a panic mode. Only one thing was echoing in my mind:

We were secretly attacked. And were we going to make out of it safely?

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