Her Mafia Daddy - Chapter 34: Chapter 34

I pressed the tips of my fingers to my mouth, trying hard not to cry. Papà couldn't fix this. He couldn't stand up to Ravazzani, not even with all the Toronto muscle behind him. Ravazzani was too powerful.
Despite my misery, I couldn't worry Emma. "I'm fine. No one is hurting me. In fact, I'm on a yacht in the middle of the Ionian Sea right now and drinking a mai tai."
"No way!"
"I know, right? I'll send you a selfie when we get off the phone."
"Please do. I miss seeing your face. Okay, here's Gia. I love you!"
"I love you, too, Em."
"Holy shit, sis," Gia exclaimed. "What the fuck happened to you?" Direct and to the point. Exactly like Gia. "Hey, Gigi. How are you?"
"Tell me what happened. Papà said that man caught you escaping and took you to Italy. Did he hurt you?" I thought about Rafael 's hand gently brushing the hair off my face, the way he'd gripped me carefully in the kitchen. He hadn't hurt me, at least not after drugging me. Still, I wouldn't give my sisters anything to worry about.
"No one has hurt me. I'm fine." I heard Em in the background as she told Gia about the yacht.
"You're on a fucking yacht right now?" Gia asked into the phone. "I told you they were loaded. Is the castle amazing?"
My face felt like it was going to split apart from my wide smile. "Yes, it is amazing. They have olive trees and a vineyard. There are pigs and cattle and the most adorable little lambs."
"Oh, I can't wait to see it. Papà said we are coming to your wedding in a few weeks." The smile instantly fell from my face. "We'll see." I didn't want to say more, not on Dimitri 's phone. "Is this your new number?"
"No, this is Dimitri 's phone. He let me borrow it."
"Dimitri is your fiancé?"
"No. Yes. Well, sort of. For now."
"Oh, shit. I know that voice. You are planning something." Was I? Yes, I was planning to escape, but the planning part hadn't really started. "Don't worry about me. I'll figure it out."
"You always do," Gia said. "Hey, did you hear what happened to David?" A weird knot settled in my stomach. With the kidnapping and Ravazzani's general hotness causing my brain to malfunction, I hadn't thought of David much.
Something told me I wasn't going to like what came next. "No. What?"
"That Ravazzani guy beat the shit out of him. I guess they saw David crawl out of your window that morning." I sucked in a breath and closed my eyes. Rafael had hurt David? That asshole! He had no right to do that. David didn't deserve to be beaten just for being with me. "Is he all right?"
"He's fine, Tina ." She snickered. "Though I hear he pissed himself in fear."
"That's not funny," I snapped. "Please tell him I'm sorry if you see him."
"I will, I will. Jeez. Calm your tits." Dimitri emerged from the depths of the salon and I knew my time with my sisters was over. "Love you, Gia. I'll speak to you and Em later, okay?"
"Love you, too. I hope those bastards let you have a phone soon."
"Me, too. Talk soon. Bye." I hung up, then snapped a quick selfie of me, the boat, and my drink then sent it to Emma. Once it went through, I handed the phone to Dimitri .
"Thanks. That meant a lot." He stretched out on the deck chair. "You're welcome. Your sisters are well?"
"Did you know that your father beat up my boyfriend?" Dimitri rolled his head to the side and pulled down his sunglasses to look at me. "He caught your boyfriend sneaking out of your bedroom. So I assumed so, yes."
Mafia thugs. I crossed my arms and stared out at the beautiful water. No matter the tempting trappings of a vineyard and a yacht, I had to keep reminding myself these people were dangerous, Ruthless killers. I couldn't be blinded by broad shoulders and a chiselled jaw.
Underneath Ravazzani's ruggedly handsome package was a monster. Wasn't I supposed to be afraid of monsters?
Valentina's POV
We heard the helicopter before we saw it. "I cannot fucking believe it," Dimitri murmured as the sleek black helicopter approached the yacht.
"Who is that?" But even as I asked the question, I knew. I knew. He was here, though for what reason I couldn't say. Dimitri and I hadn't done anything wrong and I hadn't tried to escape.
"Come on." Dimitri stood and held out his hand to help me up. We walked to the front, toward the helipad, and waited for the helicopter to touch down.
Rafael emerged first, all rugged windswept Italian beauty, but then he turned to help another guest climb out. Katarzyna. Despite my best efforts to remain unaffected, my stomach knotted painfully.
I had a sinking feeling that knot was jealousy, which was absolutely unacceptable. There was no need to complicate this situation with a reality-show level of unnecessary drama. I was merely upset that our private day had been ruined by the man I least wanted to see.