His Chosen Mafia Queen

Chapter 4

Valentino POV

That elevator ride was difficult. I didn’t expect to

bump into her at this time, and I was too busy

dealing with that sick f**k to keep track of what

Sophia was up to today….damn, I sound like a

stalker.

“That was close, boss,” Owen states as we enter

my place.

“I know, she broke routine and caught me off

guard.”

“Do you think she recognized you?”

“I’m not sure, but I’m sure if she did, she would

have shown it; unless she’s still pissed at me for

leaving the way I did.”

“Are you secretly hoping she recognized you?” He

asks in a teasing tone.“Shut up, O…don’t you have a wife to get back to?”

I respond with annoyance, clear in my voice.

“Yes, sir!” He responds with a fake soldier salute,

which causes me to laugh and playfully push him

towards the door.

“Don’t worry, Valentino, you know I won’t reveal that

you can be a big softy.”

“You’re lucky you’re like a brother to me, O. If you

weren’t, you would disappear.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know you’re the big, tough mafia

king….but you’re also a softie, and I love you too,

man,” he states before running out of my apartment

while laughing.

Owen has always been like this whenever no one

else is around us. I think it’s why we became

brothers. We endured the struggles of learning the

ropes for these roles we were born into. He had

different life plans just like I did, but his father

started teaching him when my father started

teaching me. Many fathers were teaching their sons,

but out of every one, Owen was the only one who

could help take my mind off of Sophia and the crazyshit show that our lives became. When I had to pick

my right hand, I didn’t hesitate to pick Owen.

After I lock my door, I grab a bottle of cold water

from the refrigerator and chug it within 2 minutes,

then hop in the shower. My thoughts go to Sophia

and how good she looked even in her casual

clothes, and her being that close to me made my

heart race. It took everything in me not to let her

know who I was.

After my shower, I throw on some gym shorts and

sit on the couch while aimlessly scrolling through

newly released movies since I did everything I had

to do today. When I don’t find anything to watch, I

lay my head back, and my thoughts go back to

Sophia.

Owen was right; part of me wishes that Sophia

recognized me, but I know that probably wouldn’t

be the best thing for her. The last thing I want is for

her to have a target on her back because of me.

Suddenly, the sound of someone banging on my

door breaks me out of my thoughts. Owen is the

only one who comes to my place, but he doesn’t

bang like that unless something happened, so Igrab my gun while grunting annoyingly at not being

able to enjoy my thoughts of Sophia.

“What the f**k happened now, Owen!?” I ask

angrily.

Owen’s face lets me know it’s bad, and I won’t like

what he’s about to say, which causes me to sigh:

“Come in and close the door.”

Owen does what I say, and there’s not a trace of a

joking mood; he’s all business right now: “Valentino,

you’re not going to like this; it’s about Sophia.”

I stop walking and turn to look at him: “Where is

she? I demandingly ask him while grabbing my gun

off the counter I placed it on.

“Whoa, Valentino, she’s okay, she’s home. I sent

Carmen to check on her. She made an excuse that

she just wanted to see how she made the condo her

home. Carmen is strapped, but we know there’s no

way anyone would be able to get to her here.”

I let out a breath of relief. Carmen was the only

female who was being trained when we were

because her father was my father’s right-hand man,so he insisted she learn with us. Her father hoped

that Carmen and I would form a romantic

relationship, but I view her as a younger sister, and

she and O hit it off.

“If Sophia is okay at home, what the f**k is going

on?”

“I went to your casino office to take care of the

backed-up paperwork, and amongst those papers

was this letter.” He states while handing me a black

envelope. When I look at the letter, my blood boils,

and I want blood.

***The letter***

I know about your little b***h, Sophia. If I can’t have

what I want, neither can you!

“Do you know who f*****g sent this, Owen?”

“I don’t know yet, but I’ll find out soon, and when I

do, I won’t hesitate to take them out.”

“No, when you find the bastard, take him to the

cellar, and I’ll take care of him myself. He will learn

who the f**k he’s messing with.”“You sure, man? I know you prefer not to get your

hands dirty unless you really have to.”

“Of course, I’m sure, O. I want to purposely make

the bastard pay.”

“Okay, you’re the boss, but make sure to let me get

some licks in and have some fun too.”

“Okay, now get going and find the son of a bitch

and tighten security around Sophia without her

noticing.”

“I already doubled her security, and Carmen is going

to be around her more than she already is…don’t

worry, we’ll find the bastard soon.”

“Good,” I state while sitting on the couch, leaning

forward with my elbows leaning on my legs, holding

one fisted hand with the other, and staring straight

ahead.

“I know that face. Whatcha thinking, boss?”

“I’m going to personally protect her…the guys can

still be there to watch my ass while I watch hers.” I

let out a groan loudly while passing my hand

through my hair: “I trust the men with her safety, butI need to be there…I can’t risk anything happening

to her….I don’t know what I’ll do if someone gets to

her because of who I am.”

“I get it, Valentino, I would be the same way for

Carmen, even though I know she could take care of

herself….how do you plan to do it without her

thinking she’s being followed by some creep?”

“I don’t know…I haven’t thought that far ahead. I

need to sleep so I can have a fresh head in the

morning….Let me know if there are any updates;

the time of day or night doesn’t matter.”

“Alright, Valentino….don’t worry, Sophia will be fine,

no one would get a chance to hurt her.”

“Thanks, Owen.”

After Owen leaves, I turn off the living room t.v and

head to my bedroom, even though what I really

wanted to do was run to Sophia’s apartment and do

a sweep of her place to make sure no one bugged

anything. I know it’s a ridiculous thought because

this place belongs to me, and no one knows it’s

where my men and I live except for us. It takes a

while before I feel my eyes get heavy, and I doze off