ARIANA’S POV~
“What the fuck does that mean? Who would dare to freeze my accounts? Who has that fucking right!” I heard Mateo roar behind me.
“I think there’s been some form of misunderstanding, I’ll come with you to sort this out” I replied stepping out, before closing the door behind me, my husband still yelling in the background.
As we approached the hallway, he further explained the details of our predicament.
“The initial check went through but subsequent ones didn’t, and we had to probe of course, because sometimes it could be from our end, but it wasn’t” he explained as he showed me an order on his tablet.
“This came in this morning ma’am from the bank, Interpol placed a freeze order on all your accounts and assets” he finished.
Interpol? Is this Paul Assisi? I looked at the finishing sentence and it seemed to be a different officer, a woman Liliana Delgado.
Who the hell is that and why does she have our accounts frozen?
I need to get to the bottom of this, “javis right?” I asked before smiling at him, “yes ma’am,” he replied.
“I’m going to get to the bottom of this, obviously there has been some mistake and I’ll clear it right off” I said before patting his back.
With our known history in the country, he didn’t dare lay threats, he walked away reassured that everything would be fine.
I had no idea what to do, if Julius was here he’d have solved this mess.
But I had no right hand, Mateo had stripped him away from me.
Our entire system was a mess, I had no caporegime I had no consigliere.
I was a one-man Don.
A one-man mafia.
But I knew who I had to call and it was Paul Assisi.
I walked back to Doctor Olga’s office where I met them still doing their weird panty therapy.
“Who the hell is Liliana Delgado?” I asked my husband, I stood over him, and I turned to give Doctor a ‘get the fuck’ outlook.
She stopped everything she was doing and walked out, obviously, this was starting to look like too much drama.
“Shit” my husband cursed, “the fuck do you mean shit Mateo, who the hell is she?” I inquired further.
“She sounds familiar, but I can’t remember her,” he said, he looked down as the words left his lips.
A lie! “I know you have some of your memories back Mateo, im your wife the doctors tell me everything!” I yelled.
“Maybe they shouldn’t” he scoffed, “excuse me? We’re in deep shit right now Mateo! We have no money! We need money, and we don’t know who the fuck is doing this to us” I replied before pacing the room anxiously.
“Give me your phone, I need to call someone,” I asked before stretching my hand out to him, “who? Another lover?”
I stared at him in bewilderment, “For fuck sake mate! Give me the fucking phone I have to call Paul, I need to know what the hell is going on!” I roared before kicking the sofa in frustration.
As I did my baby stirred aggressively inside me, I gasped as she kicked me violently.
“Ouch” I cried before slowly sitting on the sofa, “what happened? Are you okay?” he asked wheeling his chair towards me.
“The baby..” I started before giving my belly a light rub.
“Is he okay? Is my son okay?” he asked, I smiled, “You are still on this matter, could be a girl” I held the bump gently and rubbed the part where I’d been kicked.
“She just kicked, she’s stressed from all this” I added.
He looked at me with worry on his face, “did I hurt the baby, did I hurt you earlier?” he asked, before placing his palm on my belly.
I shook my head, “no, I just think everything is starting to get to me” I replied.
As I rubbed my belly, our hands met and he looked up at me, for a second I could see something in his eyes, I didn’t know if I should label it as admiration.
“I want to make sure my son is okay, forget about all of this we can deal with this later, Let go to the doctor,” he said softly before pulling away, something still ate at him.
And I could tell the picture he saw messed with him and his eyes immediately turned cold.
“Mateo, she’s fine, I need to call Paul” I replied, “Assisi?” he inquired before moving away.
I nodded, and he shook his head with a resounding “No!”
“Mateo please, you can’t be stubborn about this, you can’t remember who this woman is, no Julius, no Ales….”
He wouldn’t let me finish his name, he looked at me with disdain, and I sighed.
“Mateo, please let me sort this out, im the only one who can, you can barely remember anyone” I replied.
He was quiet, “after the doctor,” he said.
“Mateo…”
“After the doctor Ariana, I have to know if my son is okay” he repeated.
I nodded in agreement, “Fine, after the doctor”
So together we went to the doctor, the pain was starting to radiate to my groins but I couldn’t show Mateo or he would cancel our deal.
I hoped nothing was wrong, I’d put my child through stress these past few weeks and I wondered how a baby so tiny could exude such strength.
“A true Donatelli” I heard Mateo say, “What?” I asked before laying flat on the doctor’s examination bed.
“I remembered it’s something my father used to say,” he smiled before touching my kicking belly.
The doctor soon came in, an older woman this time, she introduced herself as Dr Emerson, she was American.
I’d seen so many doctors over the months and each had a different tale.
I crossed my fingers in the hope that this one would come with a more positive answer for my pain.
As she placed the probe on my belly she smiled and my racing heart relaxed.
“Oh there’s the playful fella” she said with a cherry tone.
“So our baby is fine?” Mateo asked, the doctor nodded yes sure, but” she paused before lowering the probe.
“But what! Spit it out! Spit it out damn it!” Mateo roared aggressively, scaring the doctor out of her wits.”Mateo if you are going to be like this, im going to ask you to leave, let the doctor speak” I replied angrily.
The doctor nodded in appreciation and shot Mateo a warning look, “I understand you are nervous Don Mateo but all of this is putting stress on the mother and, thus the baby” she replied.
Mateo relaxed his back on the chair and folded his arms.
“Fine”
She smiled and continued, “But from what I can see, the uterus is contracting” she stated before looking at me suspiciously, “that’s why you are in pain” she finished.
“Contracting? But im not due to give birth for another 5 months I don’t understand!” I replied springing up, but she laughed and relaxed me on the bed.
“Relax Mrs. Donatelli, you are not in labour, have you been doing any unusual exercise? Perhaps weightlifting? Or otherwise?” she inquired further.
“No, none of those” I replied, where are these questions leading to?
Then she smiled before giving us a mischievous look, “sex maybe?” she asked.
I looked away in shame, “yes a while ago she had life life-changing orgasm right here in the hospital” Mateo replied proudly.
The doctor gave a little laugh, “good” she smiled before taking the probe away and wiping the gel away.
“What? But im in pain” I complained, she helped me sit up and she smiled again.
“It will pass, in the meantime I suggest you continue,” she paused, before turning to sit at her table.
“The sex I mean, you need more of it, it’s a fun exercise for you and the baby, it’ll help you in the long run” she finished.
Mateo laughed, “What the hell is so funny?” I inquired before putting down my cream-coloured top.
He took out his phone and handed it to me, “it seems dear wife, I’ve got my job cut out for me, not only have I made plans for your torture, but I now have the green light to go ahead with them” he laughed again.
“The fun is truly about to begin”