Between heaven and hell

Fifteen days after the kidnapping…..

Giulia Costello


The strong hand holds the left wrist without hesitating forcing my steps down the corridor, I went down the right hand to the belly wanting to protect the little being from all the hatred and pain caused by my choices.
I breathed a little relieved as I passed through the library door losing hope at the same moment I met his dark eyes shot with fury the click of the door lock made all my hair stand on end.
I wanted to say something, anything, being prevented by the lump in my throat, realizing that I was never wrong to choose my brothers.
In front of the slow steps, I took a step backwards, falling on my ass to the ground, letting out a murmur of pain, ignored by the father of my son. When I was close enough I lowered my head waiting..
I looked up to meet his hard at the same time wounded as if he was disappointed, I turned a little more and realized that he had pushed aside the big armchair revealing a small wooden door with a lock. Without taking our eyes off, he pulled the set of keys to open the door, I was taken by fear that was soon mixed with curiosity as I watched the man twice my size passing through the small entrance like Alice falling into the burrow, I tried to see something first, without seeing anything I rested my hand on the floor looking for some support on my feet to go down doing it at the same time.
Inside my favorite place in this apartment I discovered a new world, somber by the gray walls illuminated by a yellow light, finishing down the wooden stairs under strong creaks I found him, in his posture of owner of the world sitting in a simple wooden chair nothing beyond that in the room at least as far as my eyes can see as they adjust to the strange light.
I licked my lips searching for the right words, something to get the loving gaze back.
- Princess- Hearing the voice so close was a scare I jumped in front of fear.
I turned my face towards the suffered groan, finding my brother trapped by his fists raised above his head like an animal waiting to be slaughtered. The once well-groomed body is now dirty, decaying, pockmarked but holding the same Machiavellian gaze and smug smile as he watched Giovanni punish me for things I never did.
I looked back at my husband wearing again the mask that I asked so much to take off and that is now the reason for my despair, the eyes full of affection expressing a lifeless coldness hurting my soul for having wanted his true face.
I wanted the man back, the affection, the kisses, the hugs and even the caresses when I arrived at dawn after work pulling my body, closing us in a bubble of our own.
- You shouldn't want things that Giulia doesn't deserve. - His voice thundered through the small room - He just said he loves them, he said looking into my eyes that he doesn't want to see either of the two fucking rapists dead because he loves them.
- They're my Giacomo brothers, release Vincenzo I'm sure we can work this out.
The humorless laugh full of rancor was the only response to the idea of fixing things, what's wrong with wanting to have my family together, they are our son's uncles and everything that happened was my fault. For tempting them, being selfish and thinking only of me.
- I don't want to live with this hurt squeezing my chest every day remembering that I condemned them to death.

- I'll give you two options wife. - I took a step back in front of the aura of fury carried in his face - Number one, you go up and wonder when and how I'm going to kill your brother or Number two, you stay and keep him company.
It wasn't an option, he knew he would be unable to let it kill him, I felt the hurt boil in my blood turning my back and walking to the opposite wall sitting on the cold floor.
In a fraction of a minute there was the disappointed look cutting my skin, bleeding my soul destroying the feelings that started to shelter me since I was a little girl, his lips tightening covered by disappointment, I'm just incapable of choosing him over my family. The stairs creaked under his weight, the slow steps reaching the top as if expecting a change of heart, disbelieving he just walked out and closed the door.
— You don't know what love is Giulia, the difference between the two of us is that I'm the sadist who would never manipulate you with a child or with your faith in having a family.
With difficulty I squinted my eyes, seeing a little better of the man who took care of me, I didn't understand the reason for his crooked smile even though he was trapped.
I smoothed my still small belly after so much stress, I stretched my legs wanting to relieve the pressure in the lower abdomen. Calmly pulling in a breath trying to get rid of all the issues absorbed by the body just to make sure I keep it in the safe place, I lost count when we went to the doctor after the wedding only to find out I was in the fifth week. Even with all the problems and the gigantic tension with Giacomo, his uncertainty in the face of paternity that only my heart confirms to be his. The same day we got back from the appointment, he went straight to his apartment several floors below, leaving me alone in the penthouse. After the shower, when I got to the kitchen Giuseppe explained that the boss asked me to rest, every day a masseuse for my swollen feet, a manicure for my nails and an exclusive cook to attend to all my wishes.
After the kidnapping, things moved quickly, one hour we were cutting our long wires in the apartment across town and the next moment, Beatrice and Bianca appeared inside the apartment talking about what was going to happen. Antonella readily accepted, but I had to organize my thoughts when I discovered that I would need to stay away from my little one, after watching several movies in the three days we stayed in the apartment, she asked to be called Anna, just like the princess in her favorite movie.
Even though I was afraid, I entrusted the most precious asset to Beatrice with the promise to fix all the problems to visit her at least once a week, we were tied up and imprisoned in some container in the port and, as much as I wanted to understand what was going to happen, I thought it was prudent remain ignorant of the information so as not to run the risk of saying something to Giovanni.
I can still feel his firm hands around my neck asking for our baby girl and brother, I just did the deal handing over a thumb drive whatever was there was the apex for him screaming around the house about how he needed to organize a wedding as soon as possible to firm up the relationship. alliance with the Costellos, three days later I married Gia at the same time that Antonella was proposed by Jackson.