Page 24 of Mafia Billionaire's Surprise Baby

“Gia!”

There’s something. Behind me. Somewhere.

I spin.

Flames lick at the ceiling. Any minute, that thing is going to come down. Boxes around me are catching fire.

Something crackles.

“Gia?”

Motion. Motion that doesn’t look like the flames, or the ceiling breaking down. I catch a flash of a hand, grasping at the edge of a crate.

Gia.

I sprint over to her. “Gia!”

“Stassi?”

I shake my head. “She’s out, Gia. She’s safe. She’s at the airport, just like you asked.”

“‘Kay.”

No.

That sounded different than usual. That sounded like defeat.

I’ve never heard Gia be defeated before.

The boxes around us are burning, but I dive past them. I reach for her, pulling her out of the little case she made for herself.

“I’m fine…” she murmurs.

Like hell.

Roaring with a strength that I don’t possess any other time, I grab her and pull her out of the pile of burning boxes. The smoke roils around us as we sprint for the edge of the warehouse.

When we get out, I gently lay Gia on the ground before falling to my knees.

We’re both coughing, but the noise is sweet.

She’s alive.

When Stassi told me where she was, I thought she was dead.

The motorcycle has saddlebags, and I go through them, looking for bandages or something that I can use to help her.

There’s a water bottle. I pray it’s water and not vodka and I open it.

Clean.

I immediately turn and kneel next to Gia. “Open your lips,” I order.

They part.

Her beautiful, full lips are so cracked that I can hardly recognize them. I gently put the water bottle on them and pour.

She drinks.