Note: Please read this chapter and then move on to chapter 1 of mob boss dominance. This book goes in alternating manner in parallel. You must read one chapter of mob boss Territory and one chapter of mob boss dominance book otherwise it won't make sense. It's parallel story line.
Also please don't start this book or mob boss dominance unless you have read A Mob Boss's Heirs. Spoilers will ruin the book 3 for you.
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Warning: This chapter will be very sad... A character is grieving loss of family members in this chapter.
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It was a beautiful afternoon. Viggo got out of his car in front of the gates of the Andovini mansion. The place was dead quiet. The place was beautiful but Viggo was so sad that Angelia who lived here did not get to enjoy anything at all these days not after what had happened. He nodded at the guards who let him through the gates and his guards followed through when they handed over their guns.
Viggo walked slowly towards the 100 year old mansion that had been passed through generations in the Andovini family. There was an air of sadness everywhere. The once lively place had no sound any more. Andovinis loved their music but not any more. No one at the masnion wanted to hear any music. Everywehere was dead. The place was well taken care of. The masnion was clean. All windows were clean. Fresh flowers were layed everywehre even though it was winter and the place was covered with snow.
The head of Andovini security, Lucenzo came out of the mansion and slightly bowed "Sir... Thank you for coming to visit."
Viggo asked urgently "How is she? What time did she wake up today? How she been eating today at all?"
Lucenzo looked down "Miss Andovini woke up at eleven in the morning, sir. They had double dose of their sleeping drug last night...They have had soup at lunch... But nothing else..."
Viggo sighed "This is not a good sign.. She was recovering for the past week. We have to keep her stable ... " He then walked past Lucenzo and made his way inside the mansion.
Lucenzo walked behind Viggo.
Viggo asked as he walked up the stairs "What brought the change? Why is she much worse than yesterday." He got silence from Luncenzo which he wasnt happy with. He turned around and stopped walking " She had an episode again last night. Didnt she?"
Lucenzo gulped and looked down as he was standing motion less as Viggo was looking at him with accusing eyes... He looked up and reluctantly spoke "Sir, I am sorry... Miss Andovini were screaming last night in the middle of the night.. We had to enter and give them a sleeping drug..."
Viggo shouted "Why? Why didnt you call me?"
Lucenzo put his hands up "Sir, your brother does not wish for you to drop by at midnight. He threatend to kills me if I call you in the middle of the night again..."
Viggo sighed "This is not acceptable... I will speak to my brother... So what happenen after she woke up this morning..."
Lucenzo whispered "Sir.. I am sorry to say that ,... Miss Andovini refused to have breakfast and refused to go to their morning walk..."
Viggo shook his head "I need to know what she feels guilty about... I dont know which memories bother her the most....."
Lucenzo spoke "Sir... She had to identify her family's dead bodies one by one... This takes longer than usual to recover from... Your uncle suggests some electric shocks can help erase some memories perhaps..."
Viggo gave Lucenzo a murderous look "Over my dead body... We will approach this the moderate way... No one touches her with any electrical equipment..."
Luzenzo almost was tearful "Sir... Miss Andovini are the last of their family... They could hurt themselves.. They say there is nothing to live for... You must give permission for further treatment... Whats left of the Andovini business empire is in need of the only heir remaining... You are our only hope sir... You are the only one who can make such decisions because no one else is left... You saved Miss Andovini's life by blocking assasination attempts before we could eliminate all enemies who massacred Miss Andovini's family... Her entire family of Gustavos from her mother side and the entire Andovini family from her father side are all dead... No one is left... We need your help sir... please allow Dr Lombardi to proceed... You are the only one that everyone sees as our leader... Your word goes... Dr Lombardi can't proceed unless you agree ... Miss Andovini refuse their tablets... Your uncle had to give her injections ...."
Viggo bit back "She has me to live for... I will ensure she recovers... For crying out loud give her time to grieve... She needs time to come to terms with her loss.. I dont even believe my uncle who just diagnoses her with depression... She is not depressed... She does not need depression medication... She needs no electrical shocks...She needs sleeping pills. I will make sure she takes her pills so you don't have to hold her down and inject her... She needs care, some sympathy, time and space.... She is dealing with her loss...A great loss beyond your imagination and my imagination... She would be better... I would make her believe in living again..." He then turned around walked up the stairs. He couldnt give up... Not now.. Not ever...
When Viggo reached Angelia's door, he turned to Lucenzo who was slowly walking towards him "Can you bring dinner now? I will dine with her... But first call up my uncle Angelo ..."
Lucenzo bowed respectfully "Thank you sir..."
Viggo knocked gently "Its me." He then entered without being asked to come in.
Angelia was sitting on the floor leaning to the wall holding her face in her hands as her three female guards were standing around her towering over her waiting and watching her carefully.
Viggo instructed "Leave us."
The guards didnt need to be told twice. They left gladly. Itt was quite risky leaving Angelia Andovini by herself... She was really devastated. She hadn't tried to hurt herself but she could be is she was left alone according to the etam of doctors treating her including Angelo Lombardi, who was Viggo's uncle from his mother's side. Viggo had made sure that there wasnt much left around her room that she could use to hurt herself. Viggo had made sure every sharp object was gone. But still she could do some damage to herself with her make up accessories. That was why female guards had to take shifts to watch her all the time.
As the guards left and closed the door behind them, Angelia looked up with tearful eyes "I hate this life.... I really hate every minute of this hell. I dont deserve this life.... I dont deserve to live in peace... Please..... How many times do I have to beg you to kill me. If you love me you will kill me in the most painful way that you can... I cant live with myself anymore... I hate being alive when everyone else that I loved is dead... At least hurt me... beat me ... I
dont care... I want to be hurt..."
Viggo stared at her silently as he put his hands on his hips. He thought he was used to this by now. He thought he had heard enough time she wanted him to kill her. But it hurt his heart as bad as everytime. Every time she begged him to kill her he felt like someone was stabbing him hard... He closed his eyes...He wished she lived for him... he really did... She was left with no one but she had him...
Angelia shouted "Look at me Viggo..."
Viggo opened his eyes trying to ignore the pain in his heart at seeing her so broken.
Angelia carried on" I dont have the courage to kill myself but you should.. What have I got left? Nothing? I have nothing? I have no one... I just want to feel pain ... beat me to death..."
Viggo spoke in a low tone "Angelia, they are going to bring you some dinner and you will have as much food as you can... Then we are going out ... At night we can for a burger too... How about that?. Do you have preference where we go out tonight?" Leaving the house could help her heal faster or so his uncle Angelo thought. Distractions helped but Angelia didn't like to be distracted. She wanted to be reminded of her her pain every day.1
Angelia sobbed "Kill me ... Please..."
Viggo sighed in frustration and walked away to her wardrobe " I think you should get changed into a different dress... Black doesnt suit you... Wear a navy dress at least... Maybe on the way we can visit Azurine. She was asking for you. She is starting college next september and so will you...If you take your exams at the end of this year, you can be in the same class as Azurine....You can do the exams with your eyes closed with some revision... Dont worry about anything... Maybe you can apply to Azurin's sorrority... She has some pictures of the accommodation she is applying to... It looks good..."
Angelia sobbed and got up from the floor ". You know full well. This life is hell... Hurt me.... I beg you. I hate myself. I hate being alive and happy while those I love suffered...,"
Viggo opened the wardrobe door " Just get changed, have some food and we go out tonight.. You must see how it goes... Do you like to wear a navy dress?"
Angelia walked to Viggo "I dont care about no dress..."
Viggo pulled out a pair of jeans and a jumper from the wardrobe and showed it to Angelia "Do you like these if you dont prefer a dress?"
Angelia walked to him slowly " Do it. If you love me you will kill me... Put me out of my misery..."
Viggo cringed. This was not how he ever imagined his life to become... He was only sixteen years old and so was Angelia... Their lives had turned upside down suddenly... All teenagers their age were partying counting days until they started college but Angelia was counting days until the day she died which was sad. It hurt Viggo to see her like this... His sadness turned into anger... Ever since what had happened, Viggo had vowed never to forget the rage he felt towards those who hurt his beloved... Angelia's life was turned into hell because of her enemies... He vowed to never show mercy to his enemies ever after what has happened... Vincenzo made sense to him now... Vincenzo never forgave and he was right... Forgiveness was a sin and was a costly mistake... No one was left of the Gustavo and Andovini family except for Angelia all because her parents had forgiven one of their enemies... Forgiveness cost Angelia so much... Now she couldn't live like how a normal teenager could... He never thought he could ever feel so tortured when he was with Angelia. Her pain was his now... He never saw this day coming... There was a time that he thought the only worry he had was getting his father's approval for asking Angelia out but now of course keeping her safe was the trouble. No one dared try to hurt her since he was dating her now but of course she was not well. She was wishing she died and doctors believed she could kill herself. She hadn't managed to do that yet but she was trying hard to provoke him to do it.
Angelia pleaded as she banged her fist against a table...
Viggo whispered " Angelia, that is enough."
Angelia shouted " If you are not man enough to kill me then at least hurt me... I want to feel pain ,... Plenty of pain... Torture me like how they were...."
Angelia walked closer and stood in front of him. She raised her hand to slap him. He grabbed her hand of course. He didn't want her to hurt herself. If it made her feel better to hit him, he was going to let her but she only wanted to anger him enough to hurt her. He spoke harshly " I said enough. I have a limit."
Angelia gulped. She knew he had a limit. She had seen him in his fit of rage. If she pushed him too ,far, people got hurt. She knew what she was doing. Many people thought she needed mental health help and she had gone mad but she hadn't. She was the same but after being struck with grief she wanted to suffer. She felt like nothing was more appealing to her than to feel pain just like how her parents had felt pain. It had been months now since they had been killed alongside all her other relatives. All Gustavos and Andivinis were dead. Only she was left alive because she had refused to attend a family wedding. They hasn't invited Viggo and she had refused to go. They had allowed her to date Viggo after negotiations with Francesco Rosario but they hasn't invited Viggo to attend the wedding with her as a couple. She had gone to Viggo's house that night studying. That night was the beginning of her pain. Her family were massacred one by one at that wedding. All were in one place slaughtered. She had lived only because she was safe at the Rosario mansion... She had thought revenge could make her heal but it didn't... Those who killed her family were all dead now. She had inherited enough loyal men who worked for both sides of her family... Revenge was taken by the men who had worked for the Andovinis and Gustavo for generations... It was a bloody mob war that ended in death ... plenty of death for the enemy who had made her mourn her family at such a young age.... But there was no peace even after revenge was taken. Still no peace. She just wanted to be hurt now more than anything else. She knew it hurt Viggo to watch her sadness.... That was why she tried to control herself around him. She loved nothing and no one anymore than she loved Viggo. At the same time she loved to be hurt. She wanted to die because guilt was killing her... It was hard to live when she knew she should have died too.... She wished she was dead too so she didn't remember the massacred bodies of her family members that she had to identify one by one... The images never went away... She wished she could feel the pain of those bullets like how her family had.... but Viggo didn't let her be in harms way by any means. He was her protector... She wished he loved another but again she was too selfish to push him away... She needed him... His presence gave her oxygen... When she was with him it made it easy for her to breathe... She didn't think of her horrific memories when she was with him. She felt at peace but she felt she didn't deserve peace... She felt she wasn't meant to live and enjoy life... She felt like she didn't deserve Viggo who's love and affection for her was the envy of the rest of the female population at her school... Part of her wished Viggo never came back and left her be but he always came back... He deserved better... He deserved much better... She was extra baggage for him... That was how she felt... Secretly amongst the men loyal to her family, all those guards, henchmen who worked for her family, they had selected Viggo as their leader.... Viggo was sixteen for crying out loud but they followed what he said at all times... She didn't want this life for Viggo ... She didn't want him to be in this life of crime... He was better than this... What kind of life was this... Viggo had saved her from many assassination attempts with her skills with the gun and men worked for her worshiped him for being their saviour... She felt sick ... There was even a secret paper signed handed to Francesco Rosario that requested Angelia and Viggo to be engaged when they turned twenty one ... She didn't want him bound to her... She wanted him to leave but his existence had saved what was left of her business empire that was all hers and of course Viggo's if he chose to marry her.
There was a knock on the door. Viggo shouted " Come in."
No one came into the room unless expected.
Angelo entered the room with his medical supplies bag. " Good afternoon."
Viggo smiled at his uncle " Good afternoon uncle. Angelia and I are going out. Would that be ok to her health? Just inject her with something to calm her.
Angelia backed away as she tried to pull her hand out of Viggo's " I don't want drugs. You can't drug my grief out of me.... I don't want any injections."
Viggo turned to her " Well you don't take tablets willingly so I have to give you injections."
Angelia banged her fist on his chest " No."
Viggo sighed and grabbed both her hands behind her back as he whispered into her ear " I think you are stable enough not needing calming drugs any more. But you are giving me no choice." He had no intention of carrying out his threat... The side effects were not convenient ... He wanted Angelia not to be on anti depressants.
As Angelo approached her with the needle, she struggled " I won't say a word. I won't ask you to hurt me or kill me today. Please no. I hate this drug."
The drug kept her calm. She hated the feeling of it. She was calm even though she didn't want to be when that drug was injected into her. It affected her. She was not mental. She was just grieving. She needed time to grieve and Viggo knew that. But he was hoping, she was going to get over it somehow.
As Angelo pulled the short sleeve of her night dress up, she sobbed " Please Viggo. No more. I will not mention getting hurt today." But of course she wished he stabbed her hard with that needle into her flesh hurting her instead of injecting a chemical into her that calmed her down.
Viggo looked at his uncle " Fine. Uncle she says she will be a good girl today. It remains to be seen if she does keep her word." He hated giving her drugs. He wanted her to not be reliant on some chemicals to stop her from hurting herself or begging him to do it. She wanted to get hurt and be punished for the crime of living when her parents were dead. It was his challenge to prove to her that life was worth living to the full and it wasn't her fault she was alive. Fate had decided she was to live. The alarm bells had gone off for her families lawyers when they had met up with her at the Rosario mansion, as she had heard the news, she had tried to grab a gun and had begged Viggo to kill her non stop.. She hadn't stopped ever since ...Now he was the only hope of that organisation to stabilise the business and help her recover as the only heir. The men who worked for her took orders from her but seeing her state they knew she could hurt herself and the only Andivini and Gustavo was going to get hurt and even die at her own hands if her treatment didn't work out. Her loyal men prayed that she became well again. Her parents were good people and took care of families who worked for them. Too bad they had made too many enemies. Enemies who stabbed them in the back at a family wedding. The thought of the events that had destroyed Angelia made his blood boil but as his mother advised, all that mattered was Angelia's recovery.
Viggo stated in a hard tone "You will give her double dose tomorrow if she breaks her word."
Angelo nodded and went back to her bag and picked it up " Give me a call if you need me Viggo." He then left. This situation was not easy for him to deal with. He had to lie to his mother that all was well with Angelia but it wasn't. There wasn't much improvement but he had to tell her she was making recovery when she wasn't even close. She was still in shock. Pure shock. Loss was painful and the poor girl had no parents or relatives to hold her tonight. But she was lucky she had Viggo. The reason she was alive and no one dared attack her organisation at its weak state. The assassination of her entire family was an act motivated by money or power. The attackers were all dead now but of course there were many families around them who waited to use the weak state of Andivini business to attack but of course Viggo was the saviour.
Angelo knew Angelia wasn't going to push her luck. Viggo had been so patient with her. He put up with her hysterical state and still loved her like always when she cursed him and tried to hit him to provoke him enough to hurt her. That was what she wanted. She wanted to get hurt so she could quench her guilt for being alive. She wanted to bleed, she wanted to be bruised so she could be suffering like how her parents had suffered before their violent deaths of getting hacked to death as their were ambushed at a family wedding.
As Angelo left, Viggo let go of Angelia and stated " I could call him back if you go back on your word."
Angelia trembled as she had her back to him. She turned around and looked into his eyes with her beautiful pair of ocean blue eyes that looked tearful and pained " You have made your point. What do you want from me? Why can't you just ..." She swallowed her words. She wasn't allowed to talk of hurting.
Viggo narrowed his eyes and he sighed in frustration " I won't leave you and I won't hurt you and I certainly won't kill you...."
Angelia wiped her tears " Vincenzo asked you to send me to a mental health asylum. He asked you to get rid of me until I recovered. Why didn't you take his offer? Why are you just trying to stabilise me when your brother had the perfect opportunity for you to get rid of me. Why do you put up with me. My men would have listened to you... You are capable ..."
Her words stabbed his heart. He loved her. There was no way he was going to let strangers take care of her. Besides he knew she was well. His uncle Angelo had said she didn't have suicidal thoughts mostly otherwise she would have done it by now but she was at the risk of developing them if she got worse... He hated how she wanted him to hurt her. She felt she deserved to die. He believed she was grieving now but she could get over it one day. Now he was determined to hold her hand through recovery. He knew Angelia was aware of exactly what she was doing. She wanted him to know how much she was hurting and how much she wished to be hurt. Death was going to be her easy way out of this hell she was living in as she was reliving the day she had heard the news of her parents deaths.
Viggo looked at Angelia with disapproval " How can you think that low of me? Vincenzo doesn't know you like how I know you and he doesn't care about you like how I do. You are hurt. I am sorry. I truly am. But there is nothing I can do but pray that you recover. But you don't want to recover. You don't try. I want you to start living again. I really do. You may have given up on moving on in life and living as normal but I haven't. I believe that your fighting spirit is inside you. I will find it. I will help you channel it. We will build a future, together."
Angelia was amazed of what Viggo's will was made of. He still stood by her when she wasn't trying as hard as he knew she could. He truly loved her. She wished he didn't. She whispered " I don't deserve you."
Viggo sighed " No. You deserve better. Much better. You deserve someone who could protect you from grief. You deserve someone in your life who could recognise signs that your family was in danger. If I was more observant I could save your parents."
Angelia breathed " No one could foresee it. Don't be unreasonable. It's not your fault. You didn't kill them."
Viggo stated " Neither are you to blame. Stop feeling guilty then. It's not your fault. Please let me help you come in terms with your pain. I can hold your hand while you recover...."
Angelia wiped her tears "What if I never recover? Life is hell for me.. I remember what happened every hour of the day..."
Viggo took her hand in his and whispered gently " I will hold your hand... You are not alone.. You will never be alone as long as I am alive... I will make sure that you get better.. One day you will get better... Please just dont give up on life... I need you...."
Just then Lucenzo knocked and came in with guards carrying trays of food...
Viggo turned to her. He was looking at her pleadingly now " You will eat ... Please and we will go out.." He held his breath waiting for her to defy him again and asked to be left alone again... She hated leaving the house.
Angelia felt defeated and nodded weakly making Viggo give her a worn out smile that he wished she returned but she never did.
Angelia squeezed Viggo's hand and thought to herself "What had she done to deserve a shining light in her life who believed in her when no one did... He could have any girl he wanted but he had settled for her.