Chapter 27: In Which It's A Reunion

Alexander took off his coat which had a bullet hole on the side from when he had barely escaped it inside as he left the compound that they had gained back. Finally, he could go back home.

However, that thought went down the drain when he overheard some of the Gambino men talking.

"Miss Gambino's flight lands in half an hour, we should get going" Alexander stopped them in their tracks to inquire.

"What is this about Miss Gambino and her flight?" he questioned and one of them gulped before answering.

"Well, we received the info just this morning that we are to receive Miss. Gambino from the private port in half an hour just this morning, her flight lands here at 5"

That came as a surprise to Alexander as he dismissed them. Isla didn't mention her arrival on the phone when they had talked just the day before, at night and neither had Mr. Gambino but hearing this news made him a little impatient to see her because now that he knew, there was no way he was not going to go receive her.

"Come on then what are we waiting for we hardly have half an hour to reach" he ordered walking ahead and all the Gambino men falling behind him.

"I am assuming you're going to get my fiance?" Jamerson interrupted them, dusting off the suit he changed back into.

Hearing him call Isla his fiance made him grit his teeth to the point they powdered and he knew if he opened his mouth to say something, nothing good but profanities would come out so he just nodded in response.

"Very well, I requested Mr. Gambino to sent Isla to Italy, wanted to aquaint my future wife to the country. I heard she suffered an injury of some kind to her foot but she is good enough to travel so it doesn't matter. I am totally behind the idea of you going to pick her up, I have a lot of enemies here as you just witnessed and I trust she would be safe with you. I'll meet her for dinner at 8 30" Jamerson said and it took everything in Alexander to not reply with a snarky remark like 'You are fucking narcist to demand her over even with knowing she wasn't well' or 'I would have gone to get her any way, I don't work for you so you don't get to demand anything of me in the first place' or 'She is my girl, say whatever you fucking will but she's mine'.

However, he said none of that, instead walked away not caring if it seemed rude. His work with him was done for now.






Isla put her seatbelt on as the pilot announced their landing.

She was exhausted after her abrupt 12 hours flight to Italy, it was hard with a bad foot. Her father had informed her of her departure out of the blue last night after she had been about ready to go to bed after her long phone call to Alexander who then had to leave for work even that late.

From there she had packed and gotten whatever little sleep she could during her flight, the only reason she wasn't complaining was because she would get to see Alexander soon and wouldn't have to wait another five days even though she had to have dinner with her so called fiance, the part about meeting Alexander again cancelled that out considering how much she was looking forward to it.

God help her if she ever had to be permanently apart from him of which there was a real good chance considering their circumstances, she would be devastated to no end.

The plane finally came to a halt and Isla unbuckled her seatbelt with a sigh of relief because not only was the flight long, it was boring as well because she was the only one in it considering it was her father's private jet.

At least she had all the hello in the world.
She stood up with the help of the air hostess who handed her the crutches and supported her to the exit gate. Isla could see the long flight of stairs down and there was no way she could make it down on her own, the only way she got into the plane was with the help of the wheel chair damp but there was no sign of that here. Isla couldn't help herself but subconsciously bite her lip as a nervous habbit of hers as she looked around for some sort of help, she knew there would be something or someone to help her but she didn't know where that help was.

That was until her eyes landed on it or him as a wide grin spread on her face and if it wasn't for the fact that they had to hide their relationship then she would've jumped him not to forget her bad leg with which if she tried that stunt her brains would be splattered on stairs from the tumble she'd take, gory image.

He looked yummy, was her very first thought as her eyes talked over his strong arms that showed from the rolled up sleeves of his white button down and his disheveled hair which looked like he had contact been running his hands through. She was craving one of his deep passionate hungry kisses which she was looking forward to for when they were alone.

Alexander wanted nothing more than to hold her and kiss her as soon as he laid his eyes on her beaming faxe, she looked equally ecstatic, of course. He was quick notice that she needed help getting down and before anyone else could do so he was already making his way towards her with long strides.

"May I help you with that Miss Gambino?" He asked with a hint of smile on his face as he stood right in front of her.

Isla bit her lip containing in her glee as he stood right before her looking even more handsome up close. She shyly nodded her head at his offer and he took her crutches from her as he handed them to the hostess before hooking his arms underneath her legs and her back and lifting her up with ease. She missed this, being in his arms made her feel feather light and warm.

"I got you baby" he whispered only for her ears and she tightened her hold around his neck and even went as far as to take a whiff of his spicy cologne.
"I missed you Alex" she expressed shyly, it was endearing how shy she could still get.

"I missed you too baby" again his voice was low enough for only her to hear.

Instead of just placing her down once they were off the stairs, he instead carried her to the awaiting escalade even going as far as to place her inside.

Once Isla was inside the car, the security team all got into the cars as well. Apparently, Alexander was driving the car Isla was in, with another guard sitting in the passenger seat with a loaded machine gun in his lap which was quite intimidating.

However, she forgot all about it during the entire car ride as Alexander had sneakily positioned the rear view mirror on her and his dark stormy gaze had her all heated as she blushed and looked away each time only to look back again and repeat.

Alexander wanted to do unspeakable things to his beautiful girl as she blushed and loosed away alto his amusement, each of her endearing actions made him want her even more.