Her Mafia Lord

Chapter Twenty Seven

“How are you alive Lucifer?” He asked in a low tone. He didn’t want anyone preying into his call at the moment.

“It is a long story boss but I am alive and well, so is Michael”

“Michael? But I saw your dead bodies on the express road the day Bianca was kidnapped” Giovanni thought, casting his mind back to the scene that he witnessed the day the news of Bianca’s kidnap came.

“Like I said boss, it is a long story. I am standing by your car outside the shop right now” Giovanni turned around to check if he was speaking the truth and he was surprised to see a guy in black hood standing beside his car.

“Alright am coming” Giovanni replied, leaving the shop and going to his car. He didn’t talk to Lucifer upon seeing him knowing the paparazzi might be watching and instead opened his car and sat inside. Lucifer joined him moment later

“Good to see you again Boss” Giovanni was elated to know that he was still alive; the scar in his face seemed to have begun erasing slowly.

“Care to explain how you both did it?”

“When we heard the FBI agents were coming, Michael and I agreed to inject ourselves with a certain substance to protect us if there was an order from you to kill them. The substance was meant to protect us from bullets regardless of if they hit us. When you gave the instruction that we both take Bianca to the airport, we had forgotten about the substance and so did as you instructed. Indeed, the armed men shot us and truly we both lost consciousness but it was only temporary” Giovanni was amazed by the series of information that he was getting from Lucifer at the moment

“And where is Michael?”

“He has been looking after you” Giovanni looked up at Lucifer in surprise

“Looking after me? How?”

“When we regained consciousness, we thought that you would possibly be in danger and so we decided to keep tabs on you and were surprised to see you were okay although we wish to know who Bianca is,” Giovanni sighed sadly.

“After you both were shot, she was kidnapped by those men”

“Give us the order to find her boss, I swear we will give you a good result in a few days” Lucifer pleaded.

“That is the point; I know who is behind this kidnap” Giovanni looked at Lucifer who seemed to be waiting for him to continue “My step mother Priscilla orchestrated the kidnap but the issue I have is, knowing the exact location they kept her” Giovanni pointed out

“We can help you boss, Michael and i can help you track the location down and give you feedback”

“Really?”

“Boss, I owe you my life and I am ready to do anything for you,” Giovanni smiled at the man.

“Very well then, I need you to find where they kept her and report back to me” Lucifer nodded and was about to leave the car when Giovanni called out to him again.

“Lucifer? It’s good to have you back” Lucifer nodded before heading down the streets.

Giovanni was elated to know that Michael and Lucifer were still alive. He regretted sending Viola to monitor the situation in Russia knowing Vladimir was dead but in the end, he was glad she hadn’t followed them on the day Bianca was kidnapped.

“Where did you go babe?” Imade question upon seeing Giovanni enter the shop. He smiled and kissed her on the forehead

“I had a business call that I needed to pick outside” He lied to her and she easily bought the lie.

“So are you done?”

“Yes and look at this particular dress, doesn’t it look beautiful?” She showed him a dress from one of the show glasses

“I thought I gave you my credit card? Why didn’t you get it?” Giovanni wondered

“They said it’s the most expensive dress in the world, it is worth six million dollars” Giovanni’s eye widened in shock

“Six million grand?”

“Yes. That’s why I waited for you to come; I wasn’t sure if you had up to that amount in your credit card so I needed to enquire from you” Giovanni was amazed; Imade was really ready to get that dress at such a huge amount? He was definitely capable of getting it for her because the credit card was unlimited; something she wasn’t aware of. He couldn’t believe that someone would burn Six million dollars worth of money on a stupid dress. Giovanni wasn’t a man that cared about the expenditure of money but was always mindful that it should be used in a positive light.

“Alright then, you can get it” Giovanni felt like slapping the smile on her face as she headed on to get the dress.

When they were done shopping, Giovanni decided to take her out for an evening dinner date. He chose one of the expensive restaurants in New York city.

“So tell me, what made you change your mind about me” Imade asked after making her order. Giovanni knew she was stupid and dumb but didn’t know she was extra dumb; he had told her already in the house but he guessed she wasn’t listening back then.

“Well, seeing that you were determined to be with me and seeing that Bianca wouldn’t be coming soon, it was only proper that I choose you over her” The smile on her face made Giovanni believe that some women are actually dumb. He was sure that Bianca would have noticed the lie underlying his words.

While they ate in silence, Giovanni had a call from his uncle and stood up to go outside to pick the call.

“Good to hear from you uncle”

“How do you do Giovanni?” His uncle asked

“Am I doing great?”

“Never been better. Anyways, has Amore called you yet?” Talking about Amore, it had been quite long since he heard from his step brother. Priscilla had told him that Amore had opted to settle in Italy for the meantime.

“Never heard from his uncle. What seems to be the problem?”Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

“There have been disturbing information I got from some of my boys in Russia stating that the Vladimir gang are seeking revenge ever since he took out their master” Giovanni knew it would definitely come to this.

“So what do you propose uncle?”

“The table needs to meet and it is up to Amore to make the announcement, being the head of the table”

“Well, I will reach out to him and anything he proposes, you will be informed” Giovanni explained.

“Alright then, good to hear from you once more Giovanni” His uncle hung up afterwards. He made a mental note to call Imade later once he was finished with his meal.

“You have been gone for a long time,” Imade commented once Giovanni sat down.

“My uncle called so I needed to respond”

“Hope it isn’t anything serious though” Giovanni shook his head to indicate a NO. He thought for a second if it would be appropriate to ask her at the moment for the whereabouts of Bianca.

“So Imade, I am just trying to be curious, nothing else, where is Bianca?” Imade looked up from her food, and gazed at Giovanni suspiciously. He wanted to mentally slap himself for being too hasty to ask the question.

“Why did you ask though” Giovanni didn’t falter his mood, not his countenance. He thought of various excuses to give.

“Just curious, nothing much. You and I know that I wouldn’t even accept her back if she returns” Imade still had that suspicious look

“Well I think Priscilla would be in the position to answer that question” Giovanni nodded afterwards and decided to change the topic.

Imade was never going to be any man’s dream lady for sure. Her promiscuous nature and her love for money doesn’t go well for any man.

Later that night, Giovanni didn’t want the incident that had occurred the previous night to happen and so had given Imade the excuse of having some paperwork to finish up.

When he was alone in his room, there was something had tried remembering he needed to accomplish. Like a flash, it occurred to him that he had made a mental note to reach out to Amore. He picked his phone and put a call across to Amore.

“Hello?” Giovanni faltered a bit; the person who had picked up wasn’t Amore and the voice sounded familiar.

“Hey man” Another thing Giovanni noticed was the fact that there had seemed to be some sort of struggle with the phone before Amore’s voice surfaced.

“Yeah, how do you do?” Giovanni asked.

“I’m doing great. So why did you call” Giovanni noticed how he was stuttering a bit while answering the call.

“Well Xavier called earlier this evening and complained bitterly about the Vladimir issue, stating that it needs to be addressed”

“I have already told you Giovanni, there is nothing to be addressed about Vladimir. If his cartel wants war, I am ready to give it to them period” Amore hung up the phone on him.