Page 7 of Saved By A God
Enzo presses a kiss to the side of my head, and for a blessed moment, his hold on me tightens even more before he suddenly lets go and walks toward the front door.
Confused, I call out, “Where are you going?”
Ignoring my question, he slams the door shut behind him.
“He’s upset because he hurt you,” Riccardo says, drawing my attention to him as he stops beside Gianna.
“But he didn’t–”
Riccardo shakes his head. “You puked your guts out, Rosie.”
“Ugh.” I scrunch my nose, giving him a disgruntled look. “Don’t ever bring that up again.”
“Are you okay, Rosie?” Georgi asks.
I let out a sigh. “Yes, I’m one hundred percent fine. Everyone can stop worrying.”
Yeah, I have high hopes.
While I’m bathed in attention, I can’t stop thinking about how upset Enzo was when he left.
Don’t, Rosie. Of course, he loves you, but only as a friend.
Chapter3
Rosie
While I get ready, I second-guess my decision to have sex with some stranger.
It’s been a year since I first thought of going to Paradiso, and I must’ve changed my mind a hundred times.
Also, we were busy planning Gianna’s wedding while I had to get used to being a capo. Spoiler alert. I haven’t and don’t think I ever will.
At least there’s the upside that I managed to get millions out of all the capos to build my fortress, as I lovingly like to call my masterpiece.
I took an old eight-story building and converted it into my base of operations. The place is badass even if I say so myself.
I made a secret entrance in what used to be the underground parking area for us to use. The original first-floor entrance isn’t used by anyone. It’s guarded by high-tech cameras that scan every inch around the clock and rigged to explode if breached.
Nothing and no one gets in without my knowing.
Once someone makes it through the parking area, it’s up to me to allow them into the first elevator that scans for weapons. Only three people have codes to let themselves in. Christiano, Enzo, and Dad.
When the elevator opens on the fifth floor, visitors have to get past a hidden wall that reveals the second elevator, which opens up to the nest where the control center is located.
I keep the temperature near freezing so my babies, the servers and mainframes, don’t overheat.
Wanting to be a little dramatic, I have floor-to-ceiling monitors covering an entire wall. My workstation, which sits at the heart of the room on a raised platform, is surrounded by massive curved screens, custom hardware, and enough processing power to cripple governments.
There’s still a lot more I want to do, though. I’d like to build a safe room in the underground parking area that can double as a boardroom. Just in case I have to blow this place, I’d like to have a room that can take the beating.
Before my thoughts can run away with me, I focus on what I’m doing as I pick up the blond wig and carefully put it on. I’ve braided my light brown hair very tight to ensure the short bob style looks natural on me.
Knowing Gianna doesn’t approve of me losing my virginity to some stranger at a club, I haven’t brought it up to her again after I told her at Christiano’s birthday party last year. Instead, I waited for her to leave for her honeymoon before setting my plan in motion.
Once I’m done getting ready, I stand up and check my reflection in the full-length mirror.
I’m wearing a provocative lace bodysuit, which I’ll keep covered with a coat, stilettos that might break my neck, and the most makeup I’ve ever put on.
