Bella (A Sagatori Family Saga a Mafia Romance Book 4) by Kimberly Blalock

Author:Kimberly Blalock [Blalock, Kimberly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kimberly Blalock
Published: 2016-04-18T23:00:00+00:00

Jax

My eyes were blurry and made focusing very difficult. My mouth was very dry, and my arms wouldn’t move the way I wanted them to.

“Isabella,” my voice was barely a cracked whisper.

“Jax.” Alessandra came into view as my eyes began to focus.

“Where’s Bella?”

“She’s on her way. She’ll be here soon.”

I blinked rapidly adjusting my position against the thick pillows. “What happened?”

“You were hurt very badly; Isabella has been taking wonderful care of you.”

“Why isn’t she here?” Had something happened to her? Was Alessandra lying to me?

“She had some business to tend to. But she’ll be here soon.”

What business could she have? The trucking company?

The room began coming into focus. I was in my own bedroom and in my own bed. My head felt like a baseball bat had smashed into it. An I.V. penetrated the flesh of my elbow pumping a clear liquid into my body.

“Where’s my phone? I’ll give her a call.” I fumbled with the tube coming from my arm cursing at it and finally pulling it out.

“No, no, no! You must leave that in Jax. That’s important.”

I took a deep breath and winced from the pain it caused in my chest.

“You lay still and I’ll call her.”

I nodded and pressed my hand to my chest. “Okay,” I agreed.

I laid there stiff and in agonizing pain. But I couldn’t show that misery in my eyes. What the hell had been going on, and where was everyone? Twenty minutes turned into thirty minutes and then eventually an hour. Alessandra hadn’t come back upstairs.

I swung my plaid-clad legs from under the blankets and pressed my feet into the soft rug beneath me. While holding my chest I wobbled through the room holding onto anything I passed getting myself to the next point. I was weak but it would pass. Eventually, I reached the door and exited into the silence of the hallway. I hated that fucking silence.

I stumbled from wall to wall until reaching the elevator. I knew better than to attempt the stairs in my pathetic condition; whatever my condition was exactly.

Once out of the elevator I walked slowly through the hallway passing my office. I wanted to touch my wife, feel her in my arms. Make sure that she was safe.

My office was only one door down. I hadn’t been inside my office since… Well, I wasn’t sure how long it had been actually. I turned the doorknob and entered. Rich silence clung to the walls, only interrupted by my own breathing. My chair felt good underneath me, and my reflection echoed back through the shiny mahogany of my desk. A drawer that was left open just a hair caught my eye.

“Bella’s journal?”

It sat just inside the drawer to my right covered in black leather. She’d been in here while I was unconscious?

I traced the leather with my fingers feeling the indentations of its years of use under my fingertips. I wanted to open it, to see what she wrote about while I was hurt, but I couldn’t, could I?

I knew I was opening it when my fingers flipped through the pages.

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