18

Chanel quit her job, moved out of her apartment, and moved in with Vincent, that very week. Vincent thought that it would be best, they even moved houses and Chanel started counselling after he reported the crime to the police and even gave a few suspects. He wanted the rapist off the streets and thrown in jail, better yet he wanted them killed. He knew the Russians had everything to do with it, it couldn't have been anybody else.

Chanel was doing well with counselling, if Vincent hadn't suggested it, she would have been in a bad place. Today she was doing her last session for that week, she was nervous but at the same time happy, she could spend the weekend in the arms of Vincent.

Only a few minutes left, she thought to herself.

"Well Chanel, I'm happy with your progress this week and I'm looking forward to next week," her counsellor says as she writes down in her notebook.

Chanel couldn't escape the fact that she needed this, even though it was unplanned she needed to work through her emotions, especially as the case gears up to whole new gear. Luckily for her, the therapist also worked with FBI agents, and she was free to speak freely.

"Thank you so much," she smiles, "I'm glad my boyfriend suggested this."

"He's a good man," she replies.

I blush, "Yeah he is."

"Well Chanel, I'll see you on Monday. Enjoy your weekend" she says, she stands and ushers Chanel out of the room to the door and watches her leave.

"Bye Doctor."

She walks out the door of the building to the drop off zone, where she finds Gio and Kat parked in the parking lot, sitting outside of the car. She walks to them and greets them.

"Chicka, how was it?" Kat asks cheerfully, as she embraced her friend.

"Good," Chanel smiles.

Gio smiles, "I haven't seen you smile like that in a while, that's means you're getting better."

Chanel blushes, "I guess so."

Her smile quickly fades when something catches her eye in the distance, it was them. They were watching them, and they knew the moment they showed up, things were getting serious.

"Can we go now?" Chanel panics.

Gio turns around and then looks back at Chanel, "What's wrong?"

Chanel shakes her head quickly, "Nothing, can we go please."

Gio opens the door to the car and Chanel gets in and Kat gets in after her.

"Babe, you need to tell me what you saw," Kat says.

"It was them Kat,"

Kat's eyes widen, "Gio let's go, sweetie."

"I'm not leaving until somebody tells me who them is," Gio yells.

"If you don't mother freaking drive them would be the least of your problems," Kat yells back and Gio didn't say another word, he started the car and drove off at high speed.

Chanel couldn't believe she had seen them, she wasn't ready for it, she never is.

"Chanel, don't worry okay, we'll sort this out okay."

Chanel doesn't respond, it was about damn time anyway.

They arrive at the mansion in record time and Chanel quickly rushes into the house, leaving Kat and Gio alone outside.

"Kat stai meglio iniziare a spiegare adesso!" He commands.

[Translation: You better start explaining yourself right now!]

"Vorrei poterlo man on posso solo. È qualcosa che è tra Chanel e io, non posso dirti bambino"

[Translation: I wish I could, but I just can't. It's something that's between Chanel and I, I cannot tell you, baby.]

"I understand but just tell me it's nothing serious."

Kat sighs, "Nothing that you don't have to worry about okay."

Gio nods and kisses her on the forehead, "I trust you."

"Thank you," and she pulls him in for a passionate kiss.

Meanwhile, Chanel is upstairs, in the bedroom, stressed out of her mind. She didn't know what to do, sooner or later she was going to have to face the music and face them, but she was hoping it was later rather than sooner.

Dammit, she thinks, what now?

She paces around for a few more minutes before she realises that it wasn't worth it anymore, she just had to wait for them to show up. Chanel sighs and lies down on the bed and closes her eyes taking in deep breaths to calm herself down. She then hears the door open.

"Mi Amore,"

"Vince," she says softly.

Vincent smiles fondly at her, how did he become so deeply in love with this woman, the way she was so innocent and delicate, yet tough and strong. A woman that has the strength to hold him down and tear him apart at the same time. He would kill for this woman.

He sits beside her, she turns her head to look at him, her curls falling perfectly onto her face, he carefully moves it out of the way and kisses her forehead.

"How are you, my love?"

Chanel looks at him, "I'm good."

"Excellent and your session?" He asks, rubbing his thumb on her cheek.

She takes a hold of his hand and rubs her cheek with it, "It was okay, I'm getting

better."

He chuckles, "I'm glad. I saw Kat and Gio outside, are they staying for dinner?"

"No, I want to spend the night alone with you."

Chanel meant it, it could be last time that they spend time together peacefully, without any interruptions. She knew that falling in love with her enemy was a mistake but when he treats you just the way you want to be treated, she couldn't help it. The only thing she feared was what he would do if the truth ever came out.

Vincent raises an eyebrow, "Oh really?"

She nods giving him an innocently dirty look, "I missed you, Papi."

Vincent's dick hardens, "Say Papi again."

Chanel sits up, she takes her floral dress off, revealing her pink lacey lingerie. Placing herself on top of Vincent's lap, she leans in and whispers.

"Papi."

And that is enough to send Vincent into overdrive.