Eliana’s POV
Eliana’s POV
I had heard Nico’s aunt had been killed by Aria.
I didn’t understand why she went after her.
I finally asked one of the men about why Aria would come after Nico’s aunt when it came out she had been the Black Widow.
That scared me shitless. Nico’s aunt was the one going around killing mafia men?
That day he found out, he looked dangerous!
I knew he was capable of violence that was different from other mafia men since he was into fight clubs and the brothel.
Nico was a poor man’s bad guy. He could have been a good mafia Don if he could have controlled himself.
But after seeing him unhinged that day, I wasn’t sure he could ever make it as a Don.
Now I was starting to second guess my decision to pair with him.
But I couldn’t back out now. I just had to hope he wouldn’t do anything stupid.
The day he found out, he came back home looking worse for wear. I met up with Sonny later that night to get some information. Apparently, Nico went to the brothel, Raphael’s, then later to a fight club where he stayed for several hours.
The next day, when I came down for breakfast, I overheard some of his men talking. They were on edge, and one of them, Lucio, said, “He almost killed one of the guys last night at the club.”
I knew I needed to keep my distance, but stay close enough to know what the fuck was going on.
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Over the next three weeks, I watched as Nico became another person.
He was cold, rigid, and scary as hell. Even Leo seemed more on edge around him, and that man was scary himself.
Gorgeous, but scary. I would occasionally hear mumblings about what was going on.
It started in pieces. Even the men stopped talking to me.
Including Sonny. He would still let me blow him off, or he’d eat me out, but less talking.
He was on edge too, saying Nico was likely going to to something suicidal.
I tried coming around when he was meeting with his men, but I was always forced away.
Sometimes literally, by one of his men. Nico avoided me like the plague, and I was actually grateful for that.
I didn’t want to see the violent side of him.
It would make me second guess my decision of marrying him.
I couldn’t admit to Papa that I had made a huge mistake.
I wasn’t sure if he would bail me out, since I went to him, suggesting, no, encouraging, the alliance.
I was trying to figure out where I could go, maybe on a vacation, in case Nico did do something stupid or suicidal, I would at least be out of the area to know what the fuck was going on.
It wasn’t until the day before it happened, that I heard his plan. An ambush. On Maximo’s mansion while he was away.
That terrified me. Yes, I thought Aria Ruiz was a cunt bitch, but I wasn’t stupid enough to go up against her.
And regardless of whether or not Maximo wanted her as his wife, she was, in fact, his wife.
Going after her put a target on anyone’s back.
Going after her on Maximo’s property was like death sentence number two.
I wanted to go home, to a safe place, but that place no longer welcomed me in. I had nowhere else to go. I had to sit and wait. And hope Nico didn’t bring a death contract on to both of us.