Secret Baby for the Mafia Prince (Savage Mafia Empire)

32. Luca

Chapter thirty-two

Luca

Bianca is strolling out of the kitchen as I walk down the stairs. “Brother?” Bianca greets as she bites an apple. She has on print shorts with a black top.

“I’m meeting up with Giovanni. We are getting Gianna and Sophie out.”

It’s damn time I take back Gianna and my child from that son of a bitch’s home. They both belong to me and no one messes with what’s mine.

She nods in response, her eyes full of concern. “Is there anything you need me to help with?”

I walk to the bar and pour myself a glass of whiskey. “No, stay right here, where you’ll be safe. Mateo is dangerous. I can’t have him hurt you, too.”

The whiskey burns my throat as I gulp down the entire contents of the glass.

Vito walks into the house as I stare at the door. He has a black shirt hugging his muscles and black jeans on. His hair is a clean fade cut. Vito’s eyes flicker to Bianca before settling on mine. I ignore the gaze as I set the glass down on the counter.

“Everything’s set, Boss,” he says.

“Get me my gun upstairs.” I toss him the key to my room as I begin to walk to the door.

Mateo won't know what hit him. Pietro has it all set for our arrival. He has Mateo in the house so we can attack him unawares.

“Come back to me alive, brother.”

“Always.”

My black SUV is parked in front of my house as I walk outside.

Sterling is by the driver’s seat, smoking a cigar. He nods a greeting as I walk to the backseat door. One of my men has the door opened for me, nodding a greeting. He has a rifle saddled on his shoulder. I stop in my tracks before I enter the car, feeling my pockets for my phone.

“Shit,” I mutter, feeling my empty pockets. I turn back to the house to grab it. My eyes widen in shock as I stare at Bianca kissing Vito.

Oh fuck.

“Oh God,” Bianca groans as she breaks the kiss and takes a step away from him when she notices me.

“Keys?”

Vito turns as he hands them over to me.

Vito tries to speak but I ignore them as I climb the stairs. I’ll get to that whole situation when I get back. Right now, Gianna and my daughter need me. I quickly grab my phone from the nightstand and return downstairs.

Vito is no longer in the house when I get back to the living room. Bianca has one hand rested on her forehead and the other on her hip as she is pacing the space near the stairs.

“Luca, I-”

“Not now, Bianca.”

I exit the house, dialing Giovanni as I walk back to my car.

Vito is seated in front beside Sterling. He has a black baseball cap on now.

Stronzo .

“We are almost there,” Giovanni says as he answers the call.

“I’ll meet you there.”

I end the call as I slip into the car.

Sterling starts the engine immediately, our eyes meeting through the rearview mirror. He drives the car out the gate and four trucks filled with my men follow behind. This is war.

Giovanni and his men are stationed at the point we agreed to meet when we finally arrive. He still has no idea Andre is working for me and I plan to keep it that way. At least for now, until all of this fucking ends.

Sterling and I wind down our windows. Giovanni has his window down, too, as we make eye contact. Then Sterling speeds up, leading the men, with Giovanni following behind.

I’ve won Martino back and made an alliance with him. I promised him a supply of coke for half the price just to have him back on my side.

It’s just Russo and Moretti now.

Taking out Mateo gives me a chance. He is the last piece I need to deal with to take this city back. I’m not stopping till I have it under my control.

“Gun?”

Vito finally makes eye contact with me as he hands over my revolver. His gaze is firm and blank as he tries to hide his guilt.

I’ve been suspecting something was fucking going on with the two of them. Though I never thought I’d catch them kissing in my fucking house. A part of me is glad she’s with Vito. I know she’s safe with him. I can count on him to be loyal and not fuck around with her.

Sterling slows down as we get closer to Mateo’s home. The mansion is in our sights. He lets two of the trucks containing my men overtake us as we go through with the attack plans.

They speed up and we follow closely behind them. My men start firing shots at the guards by the house when they get there.

Mateo’s men are caught unawares as the two outside drop dead with bullet wounds to their heads before they can even get their guns out. I’ll kill all of them if I have to.

My men jump out of the truck, running to the gate as more of Mateo’s men come out to inspect what’s happening.

The sound of gunshots fills the air as they begin to exchange fire. Vito, Sterling and I drop down behind the car as we rush into Mateo’s mansion.

My men have broken through the guards at the gate side and are now taking out the men positioned just outside the mansion in the compound.

Giovanni joins with his men as we press forward to the front door. He must be aware we are around now with all the noise of gunshots and groaning.

I take a clean shot at one of the men aiming a gun at me, sending a bullet through his chest before he gets the chance to take a shot first. Blood splatters as he falls down wounded, his shirt soaked with his own blood.

Vito takes out another who is shooting in our direction. Sterling and I take cover behind one of Mateo’s cars as Vito shoots at him. The multiple shots hit the man in both arms before Vito finally ends him with a bullet to the head.

He becomes distracted as he turns to look at us.

“You three!” I yell as another man aims at him. Sterling is quick, shooting him first, before he takes a shot at Vito.

“You better fucking stay alive,” I grunt at him.

I won’t be forced to go back home to tell my sister I lost him.

Giovanni is already by the front door as he grabs the guard by his shirt with his gun pointed to his abdomen in close range and kills him immediately. He pushes him to the ground, dead, with a hole through his shirt and body.

Vito and Sterling cover me as I, too, make my way to the front door.

I want to be the one to put a fucking bullet through Mateo’s head. He took what belongs to me and I’m going to make him fucking pay.

“It’s fucking locked,” Giovanni grunts as he pulls on the doorknob.

Where the fuck is Pietro? He was supposed to leave a door open for us. The slimy bastard!

Giovanni steps back as I point the gun to the doorknob and take a shot. The metal handle clicks from the impact. Giovanni pushes the door first to let himself in but it's blocked from the inside. They must have something blocking it.

“I’m going to make sure you fucking regret this, all of you,” a voice yells from inside the house. It’s Mateo.

Fucking bastard.

“Where is she?” I yell back.

I get no response but fucking silence from inside. He had better not fucking hurt Gianna or my child.

I’ll have his fingers chopped off slowly till he is begging for his death.

Giovanni continues pushing the door for a few more seconds before he steps back and starts to kick at it.

“Oh fuck,” I grunt as new trucks filled with men arrive. Mateo’s men. How did they fucking get here so fast?

“Giovanni! Duck!”

The men begin to spray shots in our direction, sending bullets flying in the air. Some of my men and Giovanni’s are caught in the fire as they drop to the ground, badly wounded. More bodies are scattered in the compound now and they aren’t only Mateo’s men.

Fuck! Fuck!

I pull Giovanni away from the door as I shoot back at Mateo’s men. He regains his balance and joins me as we shoot back at them, running away from the front door to take cover.

I stop Vito from having a fist fight with one of Mateo’s men. His nose is bleeding but the other guy looks worse as Vito smashes his head with his fist before shoving a dagger into the side of his throat.

Giovanni and I take cover by the side of the house, continuing the fire exchange.

More of Mateo’s men troop into his mansion, heavily armed. Pietro was meant to fucking take care of this. God knows, if that asshole is fucking with me, I’ll have his brains blown out.

“Arggh,” Giovanni groans, falling to the ground. I turn swiftly to see one of Mateo’s men with a dagger in his arm. He has stabbed Giovanni in the hand and the wound is heavily bleeding.

I dodge as he swings his arm forward to stab me in the chest.

Not today.

He yells and comes at me again. His body is covered in dust, with a bloody wound on the side of his head. I grab his arm as he staggers and fails to stab me one more time, smacking the dagger out of his grip to the ground.

He groans loudly as I punch him hard in the face. Giovanni kills him with the same dagger, shoving it into his abdomen, twisting it hard till he gasps and takes his last breath.

I’ve missed this. My body is heavy with so much adrenaline.

“Are you alright?” I ask Giovanni, concerned.

He nods in response. His face is red already. Giovanni grunts as he rips a part of his shirt and uses the piece to tie the stab wound. I watch the others fighting.

More bodies of my men and Giovanni's are scattered on the ground. Mateo’s men are overpowering us. We’re almost outnumbered.

Shit .

I spot Sterling on the ground. One of Mateo’s men hovers over him, delivering punches to his face.

Sterling’s face is bloody as he is getting beat up. He coughs out blood. Vito is on the other end, occupied with two of Mateo’s men trying to get him.

I have to help Sterling. “Cover me, Giovanni,” I say, reloading my gun.

“They are too much, Luca; you'll get yourself killed.”

“Just fucking cover for me. I’ll be fine.” I take one last look before I run out in open sight, Giovanni shooting back at the men aiming at me.

I shoot one, sending a bullet through his abdomen. He staggers to the ground, breathing heavily. I grab him by his shirt and pull him closer to me. He is still alive when I use him as cover, dragging him with me as I cross over to where Sterling's at.

He is screaming as his body takes the bullet shots, shielding mine. I shoot the man hitting Sterling through the back of his head and he falls down on Sterling’s body, dead.

Sterling’s breathing heavily and pushes off the body to the ground.

“Are you alright?” I bend to the ground to help him up. Sterling coughs out some more blood when I pull him up.

“I...I will be.”

“Don't you fucking die on me.” I hang one of his hands over my shoulder as I continue to shoot with the other. Giovanni is coming behind me, helping to cover me as I carry Sterling to a safe place.

I’m a step away from our car when I feel a sharp pain piercing my arm.

“Luca!” someone yells.

I drop Sterling to the ground behind the car. “You’re hit,” he grunts, as I turn to look at my arm. Blood is spilling down to my fingers.

Fuck .

I dodge another shot from Mateo’s man in front of me, dropping to the ground. My arm fucking hurts.

Giovanni saves me and Sterling as he shoots the man. His body falls to the ground with a bullet in his head.

“You’re hit, Luca,” Giovanni says as he bends to look at my arm.

“Help me up; there’s not much time.”

“Are you fucking crazy?” Giovanni protests.

My breaths are getting heavier. “Gianna. I need to save her and my daughter.”