33. Alessandro

Chapter thirty-three

Alessandro

I hit the guard standing by the door in the head, hard, with my gun. Aldo's men keep showing the fuck up. It's getting me infuriated with every minute I waste killing them. Adriana needs me. I made a promise to her and I'm not letting Aldo hurt her. Nobody gets the chance to.

"Get the fuck away from me." I pull the trigger and shoot him in the head, pushing his body to the ground. He doesn't make a sound as I step over his dead body to the door.

The building is on fire. Aldo won't live to see the sun again when I'm done with him. I'll make him beg for death.

I angrily hit the door with my leg. It makes the wound by the side of my stomach hurt worse, but I ignore the pain, slamming the door with my foot again.

Adriana is the only person on my mind now—nothing else matters.

She is the absolute worst thing that has ever happened to me. I'm losing myself, knowing how much I want her to be mine. I've never had to care for anyone as much as I do for her.

She makes me weak. She drives me insane with desires I'm unfamiliar with. I let her do this to me and I'm not stopping it. Adriana has become the embodiment of my heart's deepest desires, the very essence of my existence. And Aldo isn't taking her away from me. No one is.

"Aldo!" I yell fiercely as I take another hit on the door and it goes crashing to the ground. The entire space is filled with a thick cloud of smoke.

Without hesitating, I run into the smoke-clouded room to look for Adriana. I'll hunt down Aldo later, when I'm sure Adriana is alive and safe.

"Adriana!"

I cough out, bringing down the arm I have covering my face from the smoke to the side of my stomach. My fingers are wet with my blood stain.

I'm carefully navigating through the room, stepping away from pieces of wood that have fallen to the ground. My breath hitches when I see no one around.

"Adriana!"

I'm angry and scared as I walk.

Fuck .

It makes me more anxious to know where the fuck Adriana is.

"Adriana!" I yell again, straining my eyes as I search for Adriana in the smoke. No one is in sight.

The building's coming down any minute. I spot another door and run to it. The door flies open as I slam it open with my leg. My eyes sting from the smoke.

I suck in clean air as I run out, farther away from the building. There she is. I finally found Adriana. But she is fighting Aldo's grip as he holds her arm with a gun pointed at her head. Her eyes are swollen, her face is red, and bleeding cuts are scattered around her beautiful face. Beatrice is crying and yelling at Aldo and doesn't see me yet.

"Aldo!" The booming voice that leaves my mouth surprises even me. I move closer to them cautiously, my gun trained on Aldo.

He clenches his jaws as he stares back at me. I'm just as pissed seeing him. His fucking hands on Adriana— I want to shoot them off.

Adriana's blue eyes light up as she sees me.

He hits Adriana in the head with the back of his gun as she tries to wriggle away from his grip and grabs her by the hair.

"I'll gut you alive if you lay your fucking hands on her again." I'm pointing my gun at him, meaning every fucking word I say.

"Ale," Adriana cries.

"Shut the fuck up," Aldo yells at her.

I grunt as he tests my patience and pulls Adriana's head to the back.

It's harder to take a shot at him with Adriana in front of him. My arm is still bleeding from the crash. I touch the wound by the side of my stomach to ease the pain a bit. But it does nothing. Fucking nothing!

I can't let Aldo know I'm weak. Adriana's life depends on me right now and I'm not letting her down, even if it costs my own life.

"Let go of her. It's me you want." I keep the gun pointed in their direction, carefully looking for a vulnerable spot to hit him.

"You just don't die, do you?"

"Let go of her, you fucking cunt."

Adriana groans as he pulls her hair harder and he laughs. I hate his fucking laugh.

"I can't do that now."

"I'll fucking kill you."

Aldo trails his nose on her skin and watches me through the corner of his eye. He places a kiss on her neck, making me grunt even more. Adriana flinches and throws her shoulder backward to stop him.

"Adriana would be long dead before you do."

"I said let go of her!" I take a step closer to her.

"Tsk… tsk." He makes a sound, stopping me from taking another step.

I'm watching my moves because Adriana is involved. I don't want her to get hurt because of a wrong fucking move now.

Aldo moves backward and drags Adriana with him, keeping the gun still pointed at her head. "You do as I tell you, and your lady might just get to live."

Fucking asshole. I take another little step, but he notices and stops me with another clicking sound.

"I'll fucking kill her if you try to play games with me." He moves the gun down her neck and then back to her head.

"You wouldn't dare." I'm fighting myself back from running at him and slamming my fist in his fucking face. His fingertip is resting on the trigger. He has Adriana and would kill her before I get the chance at him.

"Don't move." He orders me.

"What the fuck do you want?"

"I let Adriana go, and you let me go."

I stifle a laugh, knowing fucking well that I'm never going to let that happen. Not even in hell. "Leave Adriana out of this."

"It all depends on your next move. It's your choice. Either you get to keep this princess alive by obeying my every word, or I get to blow her pretty brains out." He mimics the gesture of shooting Adriana's head with a fucking smirk on his face. Beatrice screams seeing his gesture.

"Fuck."

"Drop your gun in front of you, Alessandro."

I don't hesitate to toss the gun to the ground in front of me. Adriana's eyes are heavy with tears. There's pain in them. "Now let her fucking go." I'm not letting him get away with any of this.

He looks to the back for a moment as he pulls Adriana with him. I stare at him patiently, waiting for an opportunity to strike him.

Adriana locks eyes with mine like she's speaking to me. Seconds later, Aldo lets go of her as Adriana steps on his foot.

"Fuck. Bitch," he growls.

My steps are slower as I try to reach for her. The wounds are hitting hard with pains I can't hide any longer. She hits Aldo again, kicking him in the groin before snatching the gun away from him as he groans in pain. She rushes to grab the gun.

She has no fucking idea how sexy she looks right now.

I close the distance between us and pull Adriana to my side. She glances at me for a moment.

"You're hurt," she mouths inaudibly, staring at my wounded stomach.

I ignore her words and face Aldo, who is trying to recover from her hits. I punch him in the face before he can. He falls to the ground and groans, rolling in the sand. I'm just getting started with this fucking asshole.

"Go, Adriana. You and Beatrice go to Daniel; he'll make sure you're both safe. He should be by the car at the front of the building."

"Beatrice," she looks past me towards her sister.

"Poppy," I breathe, turning to face her. She moves away from me before I can grip her lower jaw.

"He was going to kill her, Ale. I thought…" she trails off like she can't even imagine losing her sister.

It makes me want to see Aldo beg for his life even more.

Adriana keeps the gun pointed at Aldo as I turn to see him struggling to his feet. About time. I want to beat the hell out of his fucking old body and make him suffer before I kill him.

I see him bring out a pocketknife from his pocket as he stands to his feet.

"Go, Adriana."

"Take the gun, Alessandro."

"I don't need it to kill this cunt. Run to Daniel, Adriana. I'll be back."

She ignores my words and slips the gun into my hand. "Kill him," she whispers in my ear.

Aldo pokes the pocketknife in the air as he moves slowly to meet me.

Adriana g rabs Beatrice and I watch them leaving us, through the corner of my eye, before I punch him hard in the face and he falls to the ground.

I feel myself dying—bleeding to death.

But I know one thing, I'm not stopping till I take Aldo to hell.