her glasses. “I don’t see them,” I responded.
“Would you mind looking under the table I can’t seem to find them anywhere and I’m blind as a bat.”
“No problem.” I stood from my seat and stepped back away from the table to look in hopes I’d find them for her. I only found a lonely napkin that had fallen, but nothing else caught my eye.
A loud bang rang through my ears and then silence. The restaurant was quiet, however, the patrons ran and dove onto the floor in slow motion. The slow movements trapped me. My ears rang, but I couldn’t hear their screams or the cries I’d seen on their faces. Tommy’s face shifted into a panicked stare. He watched me. His lips moved. But I couldn’t hear him. Arms moved quickly from in front of me where he’d stood, and then I was quickly pulled from behind landing against Dominic’s chest as he held me on the floor. It appeared as though he was swimming, his arms moved freely in the air. My gaze never left the panicked stare that sent fear washing over me. The table flew several feet as he’d shoved it quickly away landing his body on top of mine. He was sheltering, protecting me with his own. He was prepared to die for me on this day. Sounds began to recoil through my ears allowing me to hear once more. “How bad?” Tommy asked, his voice rang, however, mumbled. He’d been talking to Dominic.
Tommy shifted the table in between our bodies and the unknown shooter. They’d come for me. Jax had said that they’d made threats and… he hadn’t been lying. My white dress held a large red smear of blood on my left side just under my breast. Had I been shot? A woozy sick feeling crossed my conscious.
“Stay strong, Bella, don’t give up!” Dominic jerked my body when I’d leaned back and closed my eyes, if only for a moment.
“Bella, do not give up on us, do you understand me?” Tommy kneeled in front of me. Dominic’s face remained hidden behind me. They’d been silently discussing something. I was used to the silent discussions between men in the famiglia.
Was I going to die?
Did they know something I didn’t?
I knew they’d protect me with their lives.
A tear swept mindlessly down my cheek. They’d die for me. Give their own lives for mine. They’d die with honor. Growing up in the famiglia I’d heard about honor and all that, but until I saw it for myself I really had no idea what it all meant. It meant that we were family, if not for familial, but rather kinship, a code, an invisible rope that bound us together. They were my family and not because they were in the famiglia, but rather because they’d chosen my life over their own.
Screams echoed jolting me awake. I’d passed out. Shots fired. The glass on the window shattered from an explosion just after Tommy covered my entire body once more with his own. More screams rang.
“Over here!” Dominic screamed.
The room spun circles around me, my body remained protected by Dominic and Tommy’s. Tommy wasn’t moving. Panic entered my gut. Suit-clad legs quickly came into focus pulling his body from mine. I tried to talk to say his name, but I couldn’t say a word.
Faces swirled into focus. Dark hair, accents, no accents, cursing, screaming, smashing; there were so many sounds that I wasn’t able to decipher each one.
My hair swept away from my face with a soft stroke; soft and sweet. I was given the one second I needed to close my eyes. Momma stroked my hair when I was a little girl every night as she tucked me into my bed. I relished in that memory as the sounds faded and the only face I saw was my mother.
Chapter 5
Jax
A meeting was the last thing I wanted after seeing Bella’s naked body this morning. God, I wanted to taste her flesh, touch her.
I wanted her to be my princess.
My mind fell from its focus. Mickie stood hovered over my desk while he sucked at his toothpick. “Renaldo.” His head nodded in the direction of the door gesturing that he’d finally arrived.
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