It's been about three weeks since I've told Enzo about Mike killing our baby. He said that he'll come back and get me, but he never did. At work, he wouldn't look nor talk to me. The only time that we did talk was about business. Although he never closes the door between our offices, I close it. I know that I hurt him and the fact that his baby was killed, kills him, but shouldn't that be a sign for me to leave? I mean, Sophia still doesn't like me. I'm sure that she'll never stop and Enzo. I think he'll never see me the same. So, why stay?

I was working on my resignation letter, when the office phone rang. Surprised to hear it, I answered it anyway. Enzo didn't tell me that he was expecting a call or maybe he was and he just didn't tell me.

"This is Mr. Rastova's office. How can I help you?"

For a moment, no one said anything. I waited for some time until I decided to hang up. Just before I was, the person spoked. A woman.

"Oh my. I must've called the wrong number. Sorry about that."

"It's okay," I said as he walked in. "Were you trying to get in touch with Enzo?"

"Yes. I was going to let him know that I was going to be sending him a gift," She said as Enzo looked up at the mention of his name. "But don't tell him anything. I want my gift to be a surprise."

"Okay then," I said, standing. "I'm sure that he'll love his gift."

"I'm hoping he will."

"Goodbye, then," I said, hanging up. "Can I help you, sir?"

"Don't do- What are you doing after work?"

"Packing up for my trip." I said, moving passed him.

"You never said about a trip," He said, following me. "You don't have a replacement anyway."

"Laya's my replacement for three weeks." I said, walking down the hall.

"Where are you going?"

"Why does it matter?"

"Because I need to know." He said, making me stop.

For all the weeks that went by and him not wanting to have a serious conversation, but when I mention that I'm leaving, he wants to talk? I really do need this trip to get away from everything and be as far away from him. Yes I love him, but I'm afraid that he doesn't feel the same anymore.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked.

"Doing what?"

"Talking to me besides work? For the past three weeks, you've wanted nothing to do with me and now when I mention the fact that I'm going on a trip, you want to talk," I state. "Leave me be and continue to fuck that girl's brains out."

"What are you talking about," He asked. "I'm not seeing anyone."

"A girl called saying that she was sending you something." I said, trying to walk away, when he grabbed my hand.

"Rhea, I haven't seen another girl. I swear."

"Fine. Whatever," I said, pulling my hand back. "Jet let me go so I can finish the things I need to do so I can leave."

Before Enzo could say anything, I walked away. Never in my life had I ever wanted a relationship like the one that Enzo and I are having right now. Well, I don't even know if we're together or not. I want to have the kind of relationship we had before I told him everything. Everything was just good. Just great, but I just had to tell him. I mean, I had to tell him sooner than later. I just want things to go back, but first I want a break from all of this.

Anyway, after finishing everything that had to be done for Enzo, I laid everything on his desk. Wanting to leave before he could say anything, he called my name.

"Can we please talk?"

"Enzo, I have to-"

"I'm sorry," He said, walking in front of his desk. "I shouldn't have reacted the way that I did. I should've heard you out before I did or said anything."

"But you never came but for me like you said," I said, thinking about me not coming back to him. "But I guess I deserved it."

"Rhea," He said, walking over to me. "Look. I know that you want to go on your trip, but I need to know that you're safe. I don't need... Micheal finding you again and hurting you. So, while I'm working on finding him, I need you to stay. Just until I can find him."

"Fine," I sighed. "Can I leave now?"

"Well, I was going to ask if I could take you out for dinner, but you can leave."

The fact that he apologized and still wants to take me out, makes me smile. Maybe we can still make our relationship work. We just have to sit down with each other and tie in the loose ends, but other than that, everything will be fine.

"Let me just go home and change."

"Home?"

"Yeah. After all that happened, I went to my house," I said as Enzo frowned. "I have my own house, Enzo. I would have to die first before I'd move back in with my father. Besides, his house is being sold."

"And where is he?"

"I don't know and I could care less," I said, grabbing the car keys from my purse. "Anyway, I'm going to leave so I can get home, shower, change, and wait for you."

At that, he smiled. The once cold blooded killer, playboy, and fucked up mafia, who never smiled for no reason, just smiled. Just by the way that he smiles, just warms me and makes everything that happened go away. Lets just hope that thighs stay the way that they are.

Leaving, I made my way to the lobby. Getting to the lobby, the elevator doors opened showing Daniel. I knew that my long lost brother works for and with Enzo, but what's he doing here now? I thought I was the first to know everything.

"We need to talk." He said as I walked out.

"And here I thought you were here to see Enzo."

"I was but seeing that you're well and alive, I don't have too anymore."

"What's so important, brother," I asked, walking out of the lobby doors. I have to get to my house and change. Enzo's taking me out."

"Call and tell him that things changed."

"And like I said before, what's so important?"

"My guys found father's body this morning." He said as he followed me to my car.

"Well, that took long."

"Rhea," He said in a serious tone. "Whoever did this left a trail. This person was who our father was working for to take Enzo down. This is, whenever I'm close to figuring out who it is, it leads me back to Enzo."

"So, Enzo killed our father?"

"No, it means that they have a connection with him."

"Okay," I sighed. "So, tell me why I'm having to cancel my date tonight?"

"Because someone knows about this date other than you and Enzo," Daniel explained. "Have you talked to anyone other than the people you normally talk to today?"

Some girl called. I didn't get her name," I said as he took his phone out. "All she said was that she was sending a gift to him."

"Does the office phone save numbers?" He asked as he headed back toward the building.

"Oh my God, Daniel," I groan. "My feet are killing me."

"Look. I need to know who's after Enzo," He said as I caught up to him. "Thing is, they're not going after him, yet."

"Meaning what?" I asked as we got to the doors.

"It's the reason why I came back. Our father-"

Before Daniel could finish talking, four all back SUV's pulled up. Without a second to process a thing, their windows rolled down and shots were fired. Luckily, Daniel was able to get the both of us back inside.

"Are you okay?" He asked, after the shooting had stopped.

"I think so, but your shoulder." I said as I heard Enzo cursing.

"What the fuck happened?" He asked, helping me up.

"I need that number, Rhea." Daniel said.

"We almost got killed and all you care about is a fucking phone number?" I asked, still processing all that just happened.

"Hang on," Enzo said. "How do you both know-"

"Enzo, it's a long story," Daniel breathed. "But if you want Rhea alive, I need the last number that called her office."

"Office phones don't save numbers, Daniel." I said.

"Mine does."

Being picked up, Enzo, Daniel, and I went back up to Enzo's office. Before either boy was able to do anything, they both had to make damn sure that I was okay.

"You two... need to stop," I struggled to say. "Daniel, you're hurt."

"I've been hurt worse," He said, taking his jacket off, showing his bloody wound. "I'm fine.

"Not that I don't trust you, but why do you need this number?" Enzo asked as Laya walked in with a doctor.

"Whoever killed my father, left a paper trail. I cant tell if they wanted me to find them or they just did a fucked up job cleaning their mess," Daniel said as he was being tended to by the doctor. "Whoever they are, they tried to get Rhea at her apartment that you gave her but she wasn't there."

"Then why kill Alex if this person is after Rhea?" Enzo asked.

"Because he was in debt with them. Thing is, it's going to be hard to find this person since my father was in debt with a lot of people."

"Okay," I said, rubbing my head. "Can we slow down? The only people that knew where I was staying were Enzo, Dima, and now you. Who else could've known?"

"No one besides us." Enzo said.

Trying to help Daniel and Enzo figure out who's trying to kill me, I thought about the lady who called earlier.

"What other girls know you beside me, Anika, your mother, aunt, and sister?"

"A lot more, but what are you trying to get at?"

"The girl who called earlier talked as if she and you knew each other well," I said, laying my head back. "It's what she said that bothers me now."

"What did she say?" Daniel asked.

"She said that she was sending Enzo a gift and that she wanted it to be a surprise," I said, feeling Enzo's hands in mine. "Thing is, an hour after that, the shooting happened."

"And that's why you need the number." Enzo answered.

"Yeah," Daniel said, standing. "But before I can do anything, Rhea needs to be completely out of this town."

"Yeah." Enzo agreed.

Wanting to ask why they were both looking at me, I found out that I couldn't. By having a father who was a mafia and had many wanting to kill him, I've encountered death so many times. Yes, there were times where I was in shock, but that feeling went away in a matter of minutes. Meaning, I've never felt this way before.

"E-Enzo," I whispered, rubbing my chest. "I don't feel right."

"Doctor." He called.

"She's still in shock," He said, packing away his things. "It's normal for her to be like this."

"No it's not," Daniel said, picking me up. "She's been near death most of her life and never once have I seen her like this."

"Daniel," I said, trying to get out of his arms. "Put me down."

"Rhea," Enzo said as Daniel let me go. "He's trying to help you."

"I don't think-"

Before I could finish anything, I immediately ran to the restroom and threw up. As I was doing so, the thought of me and Enzo fucking came in mind. After that day, did I take a pill? I mean, I haven't eaten anything that would make me sick, so could that be the cause? Am I pregnant?

Resting my head on my arm, I was so deep in thought of letting my stomach settle, that I jumped when I felt arms wrap around my waist.

"Sorry love," Enzo said, kissing the back of my neck. "Are you okay?"

"I... I don't know," I mumbled. "I think I'm pregnant."

Not saying anything, Enzo helped me up. Making sure that I was stable on my feet, I got cleaned up. Feeling my feet against the cold floor, I realized that my heels were off.

"I never understood why women wear heels all day," He said, picking me up. Don't they hurt?"

"They do," I mumbled, resting my head on his neck. "Enzo, why won't you let me in."

"You need to rest." He said, carrying me back over to the couch.

"I won't be able to until you tell me."

Everyone who knows Enzo or at least heard his name before knows that he keeps everything to himself. The only way that you'll ever find anything of him is if you're a maid in his house and able to get into his office and know where everything is. There was a time where Enzo was close to telling me everything, but - as always - something stopped him.

Wanting to go back and forth with him, I found myself out of strength. I can't be weak right now. I need to know Enzo and find out if I'm really pregnant. I know that I am. I have to be, but I need to be sure.

Giving up, I rested my eyes but ended up falling asleep. Waking up, I found that it was completely dark. The only light was a small lamp by the mini bar. Thinking I'm alone, I started to get up when he spoked.

"I don't want to let you go, but I need you safe."

"Then come with me."

"I thought about that," He chuckled. "But there's things on my plate that I have to handle before I can."

"Is there anything I can do to help?" I asked, walking over to his desk.

"No, my love," He sighed. "I have it under control."

"When you say that you have it 'under control', do you mean-"

"I just got word from my men that he's in L.A."

"Well, I want to be there with you." I said as he stood up.

"No Rhea," He said, taking my hand. "You've been through too much. I need you out of this town and not to be stressed. I want to see my - our - baby."

"I don't even know if I'm pregnant or not." I sighed.

"I promise it won't be like this. After everything's done, we'll move somewhere in the middle of nowhere and somewhere where it'll be hard for people to find us."

"But what about the mafia," I asked. "Won't it be hard to get out of it?"

"I don't intend to leave the mafia," He said, kissing my hand. "I don't just have one office building. I have more and am working on building more."

"Well, just promise me that you don't overwork yourself," I stated. "I need you."

"I need you more."

After our talk, Enzo packed up and we were heading out. Instead of me taking my car and following him, he insisted that we take his car. He said that I was in no good condition to be driving and that the fact that I may be pregnant, he just didn't want to risk anything. So, without fighting, I agreed.

Things are looking good so far. I just hope things can stay the same that they are right now.