♥ CHAPTER EIGHTY''SIX♥

Elisabeth.

I see the boys in the room and smile. I missed each one of them a lot. I look over at Alex and notice that his shoulder is bandaged since he's wearing a tank top.

“What the fuck happened to your shoulder, Alex Thompson?

They all startle at my scream.

“Honey, don't be so nervous, for God's sake. I'm fine, you don't have to worry about it. “He comes towards me immediately and kisses me. “I'm fine, alive, just like my brothers.

I relax a little and hug him tightly.

“I missed you all so much. I say, still in his embrace.

“We miss you too, my angel. “He kisses my hair. "Now can I kiss you?"

I laugh and pull away from his embrace.

'' You must!

He smiles and puts his hand on the back of my neck, pressing our lips together. I open my mouth to make the kiss even better and his tongue slips inside, colliding with mine.

I really missed each one of them.

I sigh between the kiss when he sucks my tongue and then bites my lips. We separate when we lack air.

'' I love kissing you, I love feeling every taste of your mouth. He runs his thumb across my swollen lips.

'' I love kissing you all too, I love even your flaws, I love everything about you. Now get out of my way, I want to kiss my other men.

Alex laughs and walks away.

'' Yes ma'am.

I go over to the other three and I can see that Dylan is upset about something. I glare at him, he looks away and crosses my arms, staring at him seriously.

“You're hurt too, aren't you? He smiles sheepishly and sighs. '' Where?

“I got hit in the leg, love, but I swear I'm fine. This is nothing, I'm used to it.

Snort, irritated.

'' Accustomed? Seriously, Dylan? Interesting, getting shot must be good, since you're used to it, but I'm not, I worry a lot about you and you tell me ok, I like to get an uncle. Ah, go screw yourself, you fucking idiot!

I turn my back on them and go to my room without even looking back. They're assholes, even though they're mobsters and risking themselves like that, but used to being shot is a really stupid thing to say.

I go into my room and slam the door. I walk over to my bed and grab my pillow, punching it in anger.

"Disgusting, unhappy, fucking assholes!"

'' That hurts. You know that, don't you? '' I look to the side, seeing L or Lorenzo, whoever it is.

'' Go away. “I bury my face in the pillow.

'' I'm not going and Dona Rosa told us about her nightmares, Lorenzo had them too and to help him sleep well, a hug always did the trick.

“Thanks for worrying about me, but I don't want to. '' I say, without even looking at him and I'm hoping he'll leave.

Out of nowhere, something sinks into the bed and I see that he has laid down.

“I'm not going to leave knowing my wife is having bad dreams. I can be very insane and cruel, but I will be mean to a woman who belongs to me, I won't be mean to someone I love.

He pulls me into his chest, sighing.

'' What it was? I ask, worried.

“I only took a stab in the waist while killing those men.

I roll my eyes.

"Is everyone hurt like this?" I question, moving a little away from his waist, only leaving my head on his chest.

'' No, just me, Dylan and Alex, Christopher had a minor injury.

“What do you mean, a small wound?

“A bullet grazed him, it was a small cut, so he's fine. Dylan and Alex will have to be careful that the wounds don't get inflamed.

“They're such idiots.

L ri.

“Yes, they are quite irritating and very silly.

I lift my head from his chest and look at him.

“You really don't like them, do you?

He smiled.

“No, I don't like them, but I won't do them any harm for your sake and for Lorenzo's sake.

'' Why?

“All of them are too irritating if they think too much. They got a little better after you, dear, but before the four of them were too ridiculous, even Lorenzo was horrible.

“Well, they were idiots anyway. I remember they treated me like a simple maid, had sex with me and made me feel loved, then despised me. ’ I shake my head. “I was really stupid.

“You were in love with them, it was toxic, but you were blind. Lorenzo was never good with feelings, and he was so mean to you, I didn't even speak to him for very long, for treating you like that. When you fell into a coma and we went on a trip, I almost killed the boys for treating you like that, because if they weren't cowards, you would never have been raped, you would never have had those hallucinations.

I kiss your lips with a peck.

“Thanks for standing up for me, L.” He smiles and runs his thumb across my cheek.

“I will always defend you, honey, you're mine now, mine and Lorenzo's, unfortunately those four idiots over there too.

I laugh and lie back on his chest, closing my eyes, feeling much better than before.

“Sleep, I'll be here when you wake up.

'' Thanks.

I bury my face in his neck, feeling his delicious smell and sleep coming, very happy to meet this dual personality of Lorenzo.