The Maid: Mafia Romance (Series)

One Night in the Hospital

Giovanni sat in the back seat while the car was in motion, taking them to the private hospital Dawson owned. He watched the two sisters embrace each other from the opposite seat and felt a ping of relief that tonight had gone as he’d planned. Although the bit about Lorenzo acting like a fucking looney at the end kind of confused him.

What had caused Lorenzo to act out like that? Was it because of Amelia? What happened during that time out session when they disappeared from view? And why did Lorenzo decide to let Amelia go all of a sudden?

Giovanni knew a guy like Lorenzo wouldn’t just up and let someone go that easily, especially if he had some sort of control over them. And from the few times he saw them interact, Giovanni knew that Lorenzo had a lot of control over Amelia’s life.

Fine. His theory could be proven wrong, but he bet a rat’s ass that no debtor would act like that toward his creditor, even though Jay had told him that Amelia had been sold off to Lorenzo because of their father’s startling four-million-dollar debt.

Giovanni himself sure didn’t act like that with Jay during their early days. He only saw her as his maid, until he became totally captivated by her, and the rest was history. But Lorenzo had behaved differently.

He’d suspected Lorenzo had a secret relationship with Amelia. In simple words, it wasn’t some creditor-debtor relationship bullshit thing. Theirs was purely based on sex. And he was sure Lorenzo had fucked her countless times already. He could tell through Amelia’s behavior, the way she expressed herself, compared to Jay who was a virgin when he first took her.

But there’s no use asking Amelia about it because he knew she would never disclose something so intimate to him. After all, who would admit to having such a relationship, especially with a man who she called her captor. And he sure wouldn’t say anything to Jay either, because his girl was far too innocent to understand that sort of shit. In her head, it’s all fucking rainbows and unicorns. And he kind of wanted to keep her that way. He didn’t want to get her polluted in his dark world. Her sister may have experienced it, but that didn’t mean she had to as well.

Whatever Lorenzo’s purpose was for letting Amelia go, Giovanni knew he had to be cautious. He’d already suspected Lorenzo had something up his sleeve, and he wasn’t one to just relax and go with the flow. Giovanni needed to protect his people, and Amelia was now one of his people.

Saving Amelia today didn’t necessarily mean she was safe. Amelia needed to be put in a safe house, one where Lorenzo and his men wouldn’t be able to track her.

Deciding that that was the best option necessary, Giovanni could now relax. He eased back into his chair, folded his arms, and watched the two women talk.

Amelia sat with her hands clasped around Jay’s. His lover was very animated, hands waving around the air, gesturing this and that, telling her sister this and that, while Amelia just listened with a nostalgic look on her face.

Giovanni could sense they were both very close. Seeing them up this close, he saw the resemblance between them. They both possessed the same natural shade of brown hair and the cupid’s bow lips, but that was where the similarity ended. Amelia was taller, much taller than Jay’s midget form. She also held herself in a regal manner, compared to his beloved who couldn’t sit in a chair for five minutes to save her life.

Watching them side by side, he could see what Jay had meant when she said Amelia was a beauty. Having seen Amelia in the flesh now, he could fully appreciate those words. Amelia was fucking beautiful. She held this classic vintage look where men could literally fall at her feet, just wanting to get a taste of her. And he suspected Lorenzo was one of those men, too. But not him. Not Giovanni.

Yeah, he was a hot-blooded man whose lust ran strong in his veins, and yes, he could appreciate her beauty, but no, he didn’t find it in the least interesting or something that would pique his interest. Hers was a beauty that he admired on an exquisite painting, an artwork he admired from afar.

Life as a mafia boss with an unlimited bank balance had its many perks. And one of those perks was the constant flow of pretty women throwing themselves at him. So yeah, he’d seen his fair share of beauties. And to put it frankly, he was sick and tired of them all. Not to say that Amelia was like those kinds of women, but to him, he wanted one with a substance, a brain, a girl who would captivate his heart and soul.

A small smile played on his lips when his gaze shifted to his lover. Yeah. He’d found her. She was his Jennifer. She was his life blood. She truly had captivated his entire life and soul. And he’d be broken if she was hurt. That’s why protecting Amelia was his first priority, because she was an important person to the person he loved. If something were to happen to her, then Jay would have a direct effect.

With eyes still on them, he made some calls. And just when he had finished his call and was about to hang up, something Jay said caught his attention.

“You’ll stay at Cory Mansion with us.”

Giovanni blinked twice, trying to register what Jay had just said. He had no idea when this decision was made. And clearly, he wasn’t consulted in the matter.

Giovanni almost laughed. Had their relationship reached this level where they had so much trust in each other that they assumed the other would agree to whatever they had decided?

Fucking God. He’d never thought the day would come when he would listen to his woman spouting shit and all he could do was just nod his head in agreement like a damn lovesick puppy. Still, he sat there with a foolish smile on his face, listening to his lover yakking away.

“But first, Finnie is taking us to the hospital. We need to make sure you are okay. Then we’ll all check ourselves into one of the hotel Justin owns. You remember Justin, right? He’s the quiet guy with black hair that was sitting next to me. He’s very nice but a bit shy. He doesn’t talk much about his life. Oh, yes, and the hospital we are going to, it’s private and very well protected. Only VIP are allowed to enter. Like…mmm…what is that word…” She was thinking, chewing on her lips, one of her usual habits he came to know, when she suddenly put him on the spot. “Gio, what’s that word? You know, only those people who are like you can enter.”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Elite,” he supplied just as fast, the first word that came to his mind.

Jay seemed to be very satisfied with his answer. She smiled, muttered a thank you, and turned back to her sister to continue with her rambling. “Yes, the elite. So you don’t have to worry about Lorenzo following us. If he does, I’ll give him a kick in the nut.”

Amelia tried to stifle her laugh, but she wasn’t successful. If she knew her sister better, she would know how much of a rambling mess Jay was.

But deep in his intuition, he knew Jay was making her sister smile on purpose, and he could tell his girl was doing a good job because Amelia wouldn’t stop the smile from spreading on her face.

His lover really was one amazing woman. She was like the bright sun, shining its warmth on all of them, the heat so desperately needed after that fight a few hours ago.

“Oh, yes. Now, where was I?” Jay continued. “Yes, the itinerary. After one night at the hotel, we’ll take the plane back to New York the next morning, and you’ll stay at Cory Mansion with us.”

Amelia nodded, agreeing with everything her sister said.

“Oh, and I better tell you who is living with you too, so you won’t be surprised. But you won’t be surprised anyway because you met everyone already. There are six of us in the house. You’ve seen Finnie. He’s the driver. Then there’s Jonny, Heath, and Bobby. Heath is like a big giant teddy bear. He’s such a softy, and Bobby is cool. He’s like my best buddy. He’s the one with the shaved head. I usually make coffee for them every morning. That’s our routine. And then there are Giovanni and me. And that’s all of us. Oh, we do have a few helpers, too. I’ll introduce them to you when we get home.”

Amelia flicked her gaze to him, and Giovanni offered her a warm smile back. She nodded her head as thanks and turned back to converse with Jay.

Giovanni sighed, a big broad smile on his face. He will happily resign to his fate if he could just see his lover happy like this. Well, what could possibly go wrong? The more people in the house, the merrier, right?