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“No. Ineedto see my brother. I’m going with or without you.” She turns her back on me and starts making her way out the door.
“Madalina. Wait!” I call after her and when she spins back around I can tell by her face that she won’t back down.
“Just let me grab a shower and get changed.” I admit defeat and get rewarded with a smile.
It’s an hour before we make it to the hospital, and I have to keep reminding Madalina to slow herself down as she storms down the corridor. She’s moving far too fast for what her body can manage and the worry on her face is getting worse.
“Think of the babies, Madalina, you're too close to your time for this kind of stress.”
“Dario.” She stops to catch her breath and I hold out my arm so she can support herself. “My brother has been beaten up. I’mgoingto be stressed. Please just stop fussing and let me deal with this.” She blows out a breath and then bursts into tears when she sees Serena talking to one of the nurses.
“Madalina, what are you doing here? You should be at home resting,” Serena scolds her.
“My thoughts exactly,” I agree and the look my wife shoots over her shoulder at me makes me smile.
She’s so fucking hot when she’s angry.
“How is he? Will there be any permanent damage?” She bombards the nurse with questions and when I notice her hands shaking I take one in mine. I feel bad for being the one to lay that last punch on him, even if he did deserve it.
“He’s going to be fine, he’s just bruised and has a few broken ribs. I’m sure he’ll be pleased to see you.”
Serena leads Madalina into the private room and I followafter them, wondering how he’ll react when he sees that I’m here too.
“Nic!!” Madalina rushes to his bedside, throwing her arms around his neck and when he looks at me over her shoulder, I snarl him a warning.
“What happened? Who did this to you? Where have you been?” She pulls back and I drag her a chair over from the corner of the room so she can at least sit down.
“I’ve been couch-hopping, trying to figure out what to do. This happened last night, I was walking on Kindler Street and some fucker jumped me.”
“Shit, I can’t believe it.” Her voice shakes with concern.
“I’m fine, just very sore.” He manages a brave smile for her.
“Dario will find out who did this, they will pay, won’t they?” She looks back at me.
“Of course.” I nod my head in agreement.
“And until he does, you and Serena must stay with us, I won’t relax unless you're close.”
“What?” Nicolas and I both speak up at the same time.
“I mean it, Dario, you keep telling me I have to stay calm but there's no way Icanbe calm while there are people out there who want to hurt my brother. The house is fully guarded, and he’ll be safe there while he recovers. Meanwhile, Serena can help us get ready for the babies.” She looks up at me desperately and knowing that this is what she really needs forces me to agree.
“Fine.” I try my best not to show how annoyed I am by faking Nicolas a smile.
“That’s settled, we’ll get you discharged and home.” Supporting her huge stomach, she struggles out of the chair and takes Serena’s arm. “Let’s go find that nurse.” They both head out of the door, leaving me and her brotheralone.
“You didn’t tell her about what happened earlier.” I stare at him, confused.
“What's the point? She probably wouldn’t believe me, anyway.” He shrugs. “You’ve fucked with her head and made her believe she’s in love with you. But she’s just making the best out of a shit situation.” He rests his head back on the pillow and I swear I could smother him with the damn thing.
“You know as well as I do, that your father was behind what happened to mine, and he’s behind this as well. You just have to ask yourself what his limits are. Have you found the man who tried to kill Madalina yet?” He scowls me.
“It just so happens that I have, and he’s dead,” I assure him.
“I hope you're right, and that I’m the one who’s wrong, Dario, because not even you can protect her from your old man.” I feel the coldness of his words stab at my chest.
“Nic’s settled in the guest room, next door.” Madalina has a huge smile on her face as she waddles toward our bed. “He’s very grateful that we’re letting him stay.” Taking off her robe, she gently lowers herself onto the bed and looks so fucking cute in the boy shorts and tank top that rests under her tits because it won’t stretch over her belly.
