Naitee
Aria, Alessio's wife, is walking me through the house. It has three floors and is made in a modern style there's a big living space on both the second and third floor. There's a fully eqquiped kitchen and a shooting range aswell. It's like the entire small town I grew up in in one house. Aria keeps talking on and on and it's clear that she is comfortable here.
"So how did you and Alessio meet Aria?" She smiles at me and her teeth are white and perfectly straight.
"Our marriage was arranged when we were kids but me and Alessio have been together since our teen years." I can see her love for him in her eyes and I feel horrible. I'm a class A homewrecker and my opinion of Alessio is even lower than before.
"That is a wonderful story, how long have you been married?" Her smiles dims just a little.
"About four years now I think." Her accent is beautiful and she herself is stunning. I don't understand how someone would ever cheat on her but I guess that is just men.
"That is wonderful, four years is a long time." She nods and we turn down another corridor.
"So how long have you and-- Jake been together?" I had forgotten that I told her that earlier.
"About a year now, he lives back in America." That was the easiest lie I could come up with. Arias long, blonde hair flips over her shoulder as she drags another door open and an actual indoor pool is revealed. An indoor pool. She walks in and I follow her, the pool house has one glass wall and an amazing view of the property. If I was not a captive I would never leave this place.
"I am pretty sure that is all of the house, do you have your things?" I clear my throat and avert my gaze from her pretty blue eyes.
"I lost it on the way here so I will have to buy new clothes somewhere." Aria nods thoughtfully and smacks her tungue before answering, "I will take you to Neapel, they have good shops there." I drag my gaze over Aria, every piece of clothing of her body looks expensive. I stare down at myself and I realise how poor I must look to her. My family was not needing for anything when I grew up but we didn't have enouge to splurge on anything either.
"That sounds great! Although there is one thing..." Aria meets my gaze and her own eyes are curious.
"Anything?" I smile at her as sweetly as I can.
"Do you think I can try out that shooting range?" Aria laughs and grins.
"Oh I like you already Naitee." She crooks her arm through mine and a sting of shame goes through me before I push it down. I had no idea he was married, Alessio knew though and I'm going to get him for it.
The walk back down to the basement and the shooting range is short because of the elevators and before I know it I'm holding a brand new AK and Aria is gripping a short handgun in her hands. I start firing and it is the first time since my last undercover mission that I have fired one. Santiago also took me to a shooting range. Not one as nice as this one but still. He liked to think that he was keeping me safe if I knew how to shoot. Unfortunatly for him, not many strippers in Atlanta have an AK-47 just laying around at home.
I stop for a second, put the safety back on and lower my gun. I look at the gunshots on the flat mannequinn and smile. There's no head left on the wood body.
"You are good at this." Aria says lowering her handgun and I look at her mannequinn. The shots are in varied places around the head and heart. She is a decent shooter and I'm honestly suprised. I didn't even think they let mafia women get close to anything but a baby crib.
"I hunted with my dad when I was a kid and you're good aswell. How did you learn?" She looks straight forward with a weird look on her face.
"My father aswell." Something in her voice is so final that I don't ask anything more and that's good because the door opens and in walks Alessio and another man. They look alike and I'm guessing that they're brothers. Alessios looks at Aria and then me and then the AK in my hands.
"Hello Dean, Husband. Come look. Naitee is really good." She points at my mannequinn and I smile as Alessio and his brother Dean walk over. Both their eyebrows raise at the look of my mannequinn.
"His head is gone." Dean says before walking over to me and reaching out a hand.
"Hello I am Dean." I nod and take his warm hand, "Naitee." The AK is still gripped in my left hand when Alessio walks over, I point the AK straight at his chest and the urge to shoot him is great. His eyes widen just a tiny bit before he grips the still warm mouth of the semi automatic and pushes it down.
"Did you see my mannequinn?" I ask sweetly and he looks deeply into my eyes like he is waiting for some kind of a reaction.
"I did." I smile at him.
"Good, now Aria do you have any clothes I can loan. I'm feeling a little hot." I hand over the AK to a chocked looking Dean and walk over to a confused looking Aria.
I will have my revenge on Alessio for doing this to me, to Aria and whoever else he wronged.
I did not survive what I did to be on my knees for a murderer and cheater.
Alessio
I look at the absoloutly obliterated head of her mannequinn. Arias had some well placed bullet holes but Naitees AK-47 took the head clean off. I do not see a single bullet that missed and I am wondering who taught her how too shoot. I know it was not of her parents, neither of them owned a fire arm. She has no counts of more than gun training in the FBI and now I am curious. Where could she have learned too shoot so well?
"You have got someone special on your hands there brother." Dean says and laughs, his english is horrible and it is almost comical if it were not for the situation.
"Shut up brother, you should have told me about Aria." I am still mad at him for that. It was before I met Naitee that I last saw my wife. Me and Aria were in love as teenagers and our fathers thought it would be a good match. It was not. Two days after we got married I found her in bed with someone else. A woman. I offered to divorce her even though my father would have killed but she refused and still to this day she tries to make it up to me as if I do not know about the women she fucks on the side. I do not know why she keeps denying herself happiness but before I met Naitee Aria was conveinient. I did not have to worry about my father marrying off some eighteen year old to me and I could relax without the pressure of getting kids. I could just tell them Aria was not ready.
But now with Naitee things are different. For some reason I can not help but wonder what she thinks of me now. I know she hated me before but this is different, like it hit home in a whole other way. But she does not now that she is the first woman I have fucked since I married Aria. Almost four years ago. I have not felt the need for sex in a long, long time and meeting Naitee brought all those years of not fucking right back around.
I am hungry for her, like a starving man and I'm not sure I am ever going to let her go.
"I am sorry brother but she showed up not long before you two. I did not think it would make any difference." I huff but do not blame him more. Aria is unpredictable and self destructive. I actually do not want her anywhere close to Naitee, I love Aria but she is like a virus. Slowly killing everyone around her at the same time as herself. I shake my head to get rid of the thoughts.
"Naitee will kill me before I even get an chance to explain." I mumble, placing an hand over the gunshot wound at my waist. Dean slaps a hand on my shoulder as we walk out of the shooting range and towards the elevator. I still have not told him that he shot me. Dean is a calm person but someone hurting his family would make him go crazy.
"Maybe that is for the best, this is a really bad idea..." He trails off but his words do not matter. I have chosen Naitee now and her first day of 150 is almost gone already.
"I will talk to her after dinner." I say and Dean groans.
"You should listen to me brother, I am always right." The elevator doors slide open with a ping.
"We will see." I answer but a part of me is almost scared that he is right.