Twenty-Seven


    Spending some time alone in my room made me realize how I always meet up with Sydney and end


    up getting mad at him then storm out. It''s always a circle with him. I startughing at the scenarios. I


    love being pregnant. I mean, I never got any drama (apart from my kidnappers) in my life until now


    and I get to practice the pregnant hormones with Sydney. The cold billionaire who got me pregnant


    with a son I can''t wait to meet. I rub my tummy and start humming for a minute until I hear a knock.


    Harryes in and sits on my bed next to me.


    "Hey." He starts.


    "Hey."


    He scoots closer to me and engulfs me in a hug. "Amelia told me you seemed upset earlier." He


    kisses my forehead. "I''m always here for you, you know that?" I nod and rx in his arms. "Do you


    want to talk about it?"


    I think about his question. I can make it seem like it''s about me.


    "How do you know you love someone?" I ask Harry. It''s a trap question. Harry stays silent for a


    while before he answers.


    "I don''t know. You just know you do. You want to make sure that person is happy before anything


    else. You can even give up your happiness for them." Harry says.


    "Do you love her? Do you love Amelia?" I bite my lip in anticipation.


    "Yes." Harry says in a whisper making my heartbeat elerate. "I''m in love with her and I''m so


    scared." This piques up my curiosity. Does he know something?


    "Why? How can you be scared?"


    "What if I''m taking this so fast? What if I scare her with those words?" He then smiles. "Do I really


    deserve that angel?" I almost scoff. Angel? Then I''m Beyonce.


    "Tell me about her. How well do you know her?" I try again. Harry only looks at me in confusion.


    "That can give me a hint about her feelings." Harry nods at this.


    "We met a year and a half ago when I was in one of my travels and hooked up twice. She told me


    she was just from a bad breakup so dating was out of question. We talked for a month and suddenly


    we stopped. Something about her losing her phone. She called me four months ago after I decided


    living here saying she got a job here." I listen to everything and try to piece everything. nk.


    "So, does she have any likes, hobbies, talents?" I urge him further.


    "She loves red." I noticed her clothes. Most of them are red in different shades. "ys the guitar.


    Speaks Italian fluently and loves Italian food." Bingo.


    "Anything about her parents or siblings?" I inquire and I hope Harry doesn''t realize anything of this.


    "No. She never talks about her family. They died some years ago." Harry says with sadness. That


    witch! I almost shout.


    "Babe! Be! Dinner is ready." Amelia shouts from the kitchen. I tell Harry I''m not hungry and he


    leaves. I want to call Sydney and tell him everything but I don''t trust even my phone. Maybe it''s


    bugged too. I sigh andy down. I need to sleep.


    Sleep. Something I crave but can''t have. Why? Because I know I''m living with someone from the


    Italian Mafia under the same roof. Oh, and I want to speak to Sydney.


    Me


    Can we meet up?


    Sydney.


    I''ll pick you up in 20.


    I pick up my yellow sundress and a cardigan. I pick up my toothbrush and other hygiene


    necessities, some underwear, three dresses and two T-shirts and a pair of yoga pants. I''ll be away


    for a while. I really can''t pretend to like Amelia anymore. I''ll just go to the cottage. I ce the items


    in a duffel bag. I heard Amelia and Harry go into their room an hour ago. They must be asleep if not


    doing... their thing.


    I shut my door soundlessly. I''ll text Harry when I leave. I look at my phone. Eight more minutes. I


    decide to go to the kitchen and take a bottle of water.


    "Going somewhere?" I almost jump out of my skin. I turn to the voice.


    "Amelia. You frightened me." She gives me a smile but I head towards the fridge.


    "Why do you have a bag?" She asks again and I sigh.


    "Not that it''s your business but I need sometime alone. I''m going to my uncle JJ." I say curtly. Gosh!


    I''m so obvious.


    "I didn''t mean to upset you." Amelia says in an innocent voice and I almost pity her.


    "It''s okay. I''ve got so much in my te and pregnancy hormones are not helping. Try dealing with


    Italians and you''ll get what I mean." I say nonchntly as I fake augh trying to get a reaction from


    her but I get none. I sigh. So much for trying.


    Amelia doesn''t say anything for a while. She takes her bottle of water and gets up. "I think I better


    head to bed. Wish you all the best with your alone time." The stupid smile appears again but I only


    give a curt nod and smile sarcastically. Just in time my phone lights up with a message from Sydney


    saying he''s here. I take my bag and leave.


    Sydney sees the bag and his eyebrows shoot up in question. I only shrug and sit after dumping it in


    the back seat. Call it instinct but I look up at Harry''s window and see a shadow move away.


    "I think she suspects I know." Sydney only hums and drives. I notice Sydney is driving to the


    cottage. The road deserted. Seems like were the only ones driving. The car is filled with uneasy


    tension. I open the window to let some air in.


    Five minutester a cares so fast from behind and overtakes us. I stare dumbfounded. I


    thought Sydney drives fast. I see Sydney''s jaw clench.


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    "Under your seat. There guns. Take them out." It''s an order. He says calmly and I look at him


    confused. Another car does the same and stops next to the first one blocking the road. "Do what I


    say for once Isabe." Sydney''s voice is strained.


    I try to lean but my tummy gets in the way. I try another way even thought it takes a longer time but I


    move my hand randomly under my seat. There''s some heavy cloth but other than that nothing. "I


    can''t..."


    "Under the cloth." Sydney cuts me off. I follow his instructions and my hands touch something


    metallic. Bingo. I take out one gun but Sydney tells me there more. I do the same and find two more


    and a grenade. Wow!


    I load the guns as fast as I can as Harry stops the car in front of the two blocking the road. I


    discreetly ce two guns on Sydney''sp. "No matter what happens stay inside." I want to argue


    but Sydney shoots me a look.


    "Take this. Send Luke a message saying SOS. Nothing else. And there''s a bottle in my coat. Drink


    that liquid. I''ll exin everythingter. Don''t open the windows or doors." I listen to everything he


    says. Before he gets out I take his hand and ce on my round tummy. "We need you. Come back


    to us." He nods and gets out of the car. I close his door so fast and send Luke the ''SOS'' text. I try to


    remember what the other thing is as I look at what is happening. I see some men pointing towards


    the car and I know they are talking to me.


    There about six men against Sydney. Should I help him? I take the phone and ce it on his seat


    and I notice the coat. Oh yeah! I check frantically in every pocket till I find a small white bottle with


    clear liquid. I trust Sydney so I take it without any thought. It tastes like water.


    I look ahead and see Sydney cing his guns on the road as one of the men moves close to him.


    There could be some men around the car too. I check but a gunshot makes me stop in my tracks.


    Oh No! I notice my eyes are shut but I fear seeing the worst in front of me. The window next to me


    is hit with so much force making me to look up. From the corner of my eye I see Sydney is okay and


    I sigh in relief. The man orders me open the door but I don''t. He aims his gun at Sydney and I open


    the door immediately.


    "I told you to stay inside no matter what." Sydney says when I''m dragged next to him.


    "They were going to shoot... " I hiss.


    "Well, well, well. Isn''t this just the perfect reunion?" A female voice sneers making me look up.


    Bianca Russo.