Broken Love

Late at night

third POV

It was almost midnight when the black car entered inside the well-guarded mansion. Massimo loosen up the tie and took the files with him, after so many hours at work he felt exhausted. His company was expanding like never before, but as he reached new levels of success and wealth, it took a lot of his time and consumed him.

The giant mansion was dark and quiet, as everyone has gone to sleep. He thought of going to his rooms, but then instinctively got up the stairs and entered his old room, which was now Lana's. Well, that was their agreement at least, because they would still spend most of the nights together. Massimo tried hard to give her all the space she needed, for her to realize what she wanted to do with her life, but he could not stay away from her. And neither could she.

Massimo opened the door slowly, trying to make to not make any kind of noise. He left the files on the desk and slowly walked towards the bed. Lana was sleeping by with their daughter, they both looked so peaceful. Even now, Lana would always leave the light next to her on, as she was terrified of the dark. The soft light illuminated the side of her delicate face, she looked absolutely beautiful. Massimo looked over his daughter as well and couldn't help but smile. Daniella was so cute, and she had taken so much from her mother's looks and character, even though from time to time he would catch a glips of his explosive character every time she had a tantrum.

Not wanting to disturb their sleep, he decided it was best to leave. But before he went, Massimo leaned down slowly and gave Lana a light kiss on her forehead. Suddenly she opened her beautiful eyes and looked at him. A soft smile appeared on her face, as she saw his handsome face over her.

"I am sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up" - he whispered, as she raised her body half up leaning against the bedboard. Massimo also took a seat at the side of the bed.

"I was waiting for you, but as I was trying to put Daniella to sleep, I also felled asleep." - she yarned

"You both looked so peaceful and cute" - he said, taking her hand carefully in between his big palms and giving her light kisses.

"And you look so tired, my love. I am worried about you, it's impossible to keep up with this rhythm" - she whispered, looking at him and feeling so bad to see the exhaustion on his face.

"I'll do this for you both. I want to give you and our child the world, baby girl" - he replied, but even his smile was tired.

"You are our world, and what matters the most to me is your wellbeing. Besides, we are so blessed, what more could we need?... Please, Massimo... you need rest"

"Okay... As soon as I close this deal, and I'll take some long vacations. And I will also work on my schedule, so we will spend more time as a family"

"Is this a promise?" - Lana asked looking at him with puppy eyes, after all this time she knew that she was irresistible to him, every time she would make that face

"I promise baby girl. There is nothing, nothing at all I wouldn't do for you" - Massimo cupped her face and gave her a long breathtaking kiss, which she also was quick to respond with passion. When he finally let her go, she was painting hard.

"Are you hungry? I'll go prepare you something quick at the kitchen, while you take a shower"

"No, no...don't bother. I'll just take a quick shower" - he said holding her hand, to stop her to get up. As soon as she heard the water running, Lana got up, took her baby to her crib that she still kept in her room, and went to the kitchen, and prepared some quick sandwiches. She also took some juice with her, as she went back to the room.

"You need to eat" - she said with determination before he could say anything. He smiled at her, wore a pair of soft pajamas, and accepted the food she had prepared.

"Thank you, baby girl. I love it when you take care of me" - he said as he started devouring the delicious sandwiches.

"Is the least I can do" - she replied

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John pov

Is past midnight, when I finally arrived home, feeling totally drained and exhausted. It has been a long and difficult day, this case I am on is starting to consume me, and we have yet to see any result.

Since I got up on my feet, after recovering I decided to go back to work. I also wanted to get back on my apartment, but it was a lost cause. After spending so much time with ... well my family, they would not let me go. When I told them I wanted to leave the mansion, Samara started crying and went as far as pretending to have a heart attack. Lana was shocked, sad and she insisted on me staying with them.

"Please, don't go... We are a family... and besides, it's not even safe" - she repeated again and again, with tears in her eyes. I hated seeing my sister like that, even after this time I still feel the need to protect her. After Rose escape the prison, she is much more precious.

And as for Massimo and Anastasia... well they didn't even listen to me, it's almost impossible for both of them, in particular, Massimo to take a "no" for an answer. After many conversations, we agreed that both Massimo and I will live together, at the cottage, at the back of the mansion.

Within two days, it was all furnished and adapted for us to live comfortably. Technically, we weren't living in the mansion, but we were still so close. Since Massimo and Lana were divorced, they decided to give each other some space, to fix their issues. At least that's what they say because I have never seen a couple more closely than they two. Massimo would spend most of the nights with her and their baby, whether at home or while traveling together. I don't know what are they waiting for to get married and stop sneaking around like teens, but however, I have learned my lesson and I have decided to mind my own business.

At the kitchen counter, I noticed a tray of food, that was now cold. It must have been Samara or Anastasia. They always make sure that I have something to eat and look after me like I am a little child. In a sense, they have adopted me and that has been one of the greatest blessings of my life.

I heated the food and tried to eat something before going to bed. When I finally lied down to bed, I was feeling so tired, I felt pain in every muscle of the body. As much as I tried, I could not sleep.

In my mind, like a movie scene flashed repeatedly the evidence I had on the case. All the witnesses, all the information... but everything was like smokes and mirrors.

"That man is ruthless, no one dares to go against him." - the last witness was so terrorized by even the mentioning of his name.

"Have you ever meet or seen him? Can you make a physical description of him?" - when I asked him this question, he laughs so hard I felt like a mad man, for a slip second. Then just like in a horror movie, he became serious all of the sudden, looking me straight to the eyes, he warned me.

"You can't find him. He is like a ghost, wandering in the shadows. You don't have even his real name, while he must surely know everything about you detective. You are the one investigating him, but he has all the information about you. Detective, you are young still, save yourself and drop this case, or else you will pay. You can not save these people, no matter what. Don't go too far into the deep waters or The Russian will not show mercy" - two days later we found him dead. Later we found out that he only had decided to speak with us because he was suicidal after the sudden death of both of his son, who worked with 'The Russian" guy. He knew that they would kill him, so he made it look like he was giving him information.

God damn it! This man... this ghost ... he is destroying so many innocent lives, while my entire department is running out of time. I feel a wave of rage running inside me, I feel impatient as well.

It's official, I won't sleep tonight either. I got up and poured myself a glass of whiskey. Massimo always kept the best quality there is, but since he is not around most of the time, I am the one enjoying all of his possessions.

My mind also wonders to Rose. Massimo and I have been trying to find her whereabouts, but the b***h has disappeared. I wondered how she made it out of prison, the same day of her execution. Anyway, I don't think she is a threat, even if she wanted to, she can not even breathe the same air as Lana, let alone get nearside her.

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Monika pov

"How is he? How is my son? Please... I beg you, tell me... " - I keep pleading with the nurse, but she ignores me totally. Like everyone else, she has strict orders to not speak at me, that monster wants to drive me crazy. For a moment, I thought the nurse would give in to my pleadings, as she looked at me with deep remorse, but either way, she did not speak a word. She just continued medicating the wounds, that the ropes have caused. The alcohol causes unbearable pain, it feels like I am burning alive, so I can't help but scream.

It's not just physical, but emotionally too. I am losing my mind, my soul is shuttered. How can any person, live through that? He has taken away my humanity, my dignity, my life, my future... and now even my child.

"Oh GOD!!!! DO YOU HEAR ME??? ARE YOU UP THERE? LISTEN TO ME AND ANSWER ME!!!! LOOK AT MY PAIN AND SAVE ME !! - I screamed on top of my lungs, sobbing and in rage. I am not a religious person, my parents were atheists. I never learned to pray, I never believed in a higher power, or in miracles... or anything really. But for years I have been living hell, so there must be safe heaven too, right? It must be life out of these walls, must be good people expect of this monster.

I have never prayed, I have never thought of it, but this time a prayer roamed out of my chest. And if there really is God, that He must save my child and me...

I guess my prayers shocked the nurse, who stopped what she was doing and made the sign of the cross. I could see something sparkling in her eyes.... fear maybe? Terror even. I don't know... I can't tell anything now... I am so so lost, I can only think of my precious baby who must be so scared and alone right now

Suddenly she bowed down, I looked around and saw the monster, standing tall at the door.

'I asked for God, but behold ... the devil is here" - I don't know how could I laugh at the situation I was in, but I was laughing like a maniac, and then I broke down into sobs. But he seemed unaffected by my state, he didn't show any kind of emotion, as he was staring at me coldly. With a single move of his head, he ordered the nurse to leave the room.

"Our son has been asking for you" - he said in a monotonous voice, emphasizing the word our

"Please, please..." - I could not even form a proper sentence anymore

"I don't like to have a weak son, after all, he must carry on my legacy. But, he is still young, at least until he starts first grade... and I don't like him begging for anything either. So I will ask you one last time... Have you learned your lesson?" - he said staring at me

"Yes, yes, yes... I won't do it ever again... Please, I beg you... I need to see my baby" - I didn't care I was pleading to him, I need it to get out of here... I need to take care of my child.

"One more time and it will be the last time, I swear!" - he replied