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   Chapter 32 Break-up

Mr. Regnante By Serena B. Light Characters: 13008

Updated: 2018-10-15 10:12

"I don't see the point in attacking the main defence before the first line." Vincent shrugged as he peered over the plan placed on Arcangelo's office table. "That's all."

"Look." Arcangelo sighed as he pulled the plan towards himself. "The main defense is in less number because they are more specialized. So we can send more men after them to finish them, while the first and second line of defense--yes, they are greater in number--however, that does not mean that they are good at fighting. So we can pick them off later. It's a lot easier to get rid of the main problem first."

"Yeah, but...I don't see the point-"

"Let's use Bruce Lee's quote about the man who has practiced one kick one thousand times and a thousand kicks one time, " Arcangelo spoke patiently gesturing to the plan laid out before them. "Say that the first and second-line of defense are the one thousand kicks practiced once. They are not good; they don't even have the stance right much less the force. So they will be easier to take out and not a lot of manpower will be needed. Whereas the main defense, the third line, are all that one kick practiced a thousand times. They are dangerous, ruthless, and skilled. It takes a lot more specialized manpower to take them down. So let's use most of our energy on the third line of defense before targeting the first and second."

Vincent's face lit up with realization, a small smirk making its way across his face at his own stupidity. He had just opened his mouth to say something when he caught sight of Rosalie having her hand raised on the sofa she was seated on. Instantly his smile fell as his attention was redirected to her. Arcangelo caught sight of where he was glancing before he turned in the same direction, a small chuckle escaping him at his girlfriend's antics.

"Yes, princess?" Arcangelo asked with a fond smile as he beckoned her forward. Instantly Rosalie bounded towards him, placing her palm into his as he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her against his chest as she looked at the plan laid out.

"If I may suggest something..." Rosalie trailed, looking at Arcangelo for permission as he nodded, placing a kiss on her cheek as she looked down at the table once more. "Rather than going after the three defenses one at a time, how about you sent two groups of men?" She inquired as Arcangelo listened to her plan with interest while Vincent rolled his eyes and took a step back, convinced it to be some childish and naive plan.

"One group--that is more specialized than the other--goes after the third line of defense. While the second group, comprising of various skill sets, goes after the first and second line. That way you get through the defense faster, you won't have additional threats up ahead and you get done with your "mission" a lot faster than anticipated."

"Huh." Arcangelo pondered as he glanced at the paper. "It's....actually not a bad idea."

"Really?" Rosalie grinned with enthusiasm as he nodded.

"It's actually very good." He stated with a proud smile as he gave her a peck. "We just need to refine a few edges and we can actually use this tactic."

A broad grin overcame Rosalie's face as Vincent huffed in irritation. Suddenly Arcangelo's phone rang as he picked it up from the table and glanced at the contact name.

"I need to take this." He told Rosalie, placing a kiss on her temple before releasing her and making his way to the balcony so that he was out of earshot.

Rosalie stood quietly beside an irritant Vincent as he lit a cigarette, blowing out a puff as he watched her with narrowed eyes.

"It's only a matter of time." He spoke monotonously as Rosalie looked up at him with curiosity

"Excuse me?"

"It's only a matter of time until one of you realized that you're a burden." Vincent shrugged. "If you have forgotten, you came here to be in witness protection. You are b

im, stroking his hair, and placing soft kisses on his face. "It's okay...everything will work out..."

"But what if it doesn't?" He asked her solemnly.

"If things don't work out, we'll try again." She assured with such certainty that Arcangelo had to believe her. "I'm not going anywhere, I'll always be right here for you, I promise. And we'll keep trying until things work out."

Arcangelo's heart swelled in his chest as he hugged her tightly to him, burying his face in the crook of her neck as she hugged back just as tightly, stroking his back as a comforting gesture.

"There was another thing I said downstairs..." He trailed quietly.

"Oh, who got hurt this time?" She asked lightheartedly as he chuckled, pulling away as he looked at her smiling face, his heart-easing into his chest as he felt like he was in heaven with her right beside him.

Taking hold of her hands, he placed a kiss on her knuckles as she looked at him with soft adoration in her eyes, both of them seated on the floor and simply holding each other.

"I love you."

"What?" Rosalie asked her eyes wide with surprise as she assumed she heard him wrong.

"I love you." He repeated, his heart soaring in his chest as she stared at him with the most beautiful smile he had seen. "God! I am so deeply madly in love with you!"

A laugh burst through Rosalie as a tear leaked from her eyes. Hysterical, she threw herself at him, hugging him tightly before kissing him with all she had. Their faces flushed and their heart elated. At that moment they were one and nothing was coming between them.

Not the bandits, not Arcangelo's past or his profession, not Rosalie's friends, or Vincent, nothing was going to come between them.

"I don't care what people say about us, " Arcangelo spoke breathlessly between their desperate kisses, neither one of them being able to get enough. "I love you and will always be by your side."

"I love you, too." Rosalie murmured as she hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt, wanting his bare skin against hers. "And I'm not going anywhere."

Arcangelo pulled away from her, seeing how her eyes were ablaze with the love she felt and he could have sworn his heart would jump out his chest with all the emotions coursing through him at the moment.

He made sweet love to her that night. Neither one of them being able to get enough as they repeated the words likes a mantra, feeling like everything was a dream and both of them terrified of waking up and finding this to be nothing but a fiction of their imagination.

"I love you."

"I love you."

"I love you."

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