Chapter 4

Noble returned to his penthouse apartment under heavy guard, it had been a huge risk for him to leave his home. Anthony Tesla was still in mourning and a grieving Tesla was always a vicious one. But the meeting with Jamie had been essential in deciding on how to proceed. Being with him meant a more subtle approach was needed. His boy would need to be slowly desensitised before he could proceed with his criminality in the true sense of the word.

Granted the sudden make out session had been unplanned. But after the initial deviation from his long term plan he had not regretted his decision. His friend would not appreciate being lied to. What did Jamie always say? A strong relationship is based on trust. Noble would trust the man he loved completely, however first the moral blinders needed to be removed. His thoughts continued along the same thread as the sleek dove grey Mercedes took him home.

"Mr Sanfino, we're home. The concierge just texted me and your uncle is waiting for you upstairs." The driver spoke in a respectful tone.

Great just great that's what he needed right now a shouting match with Paulie, "thank you Mark take the rest of the night off. I'll see you in the morning". With that he left the car and made his way to the inevitable confrontation with the most feared mob boss in the last century.

Paulie had adored his nephew since he was a baby, even at such a young age every woman in the family loved him. A whimper would only have to sound from the direction of the bassinet and every female would converge. It was a charmed life for the mafia prince, his boy.

Now that was a secret very few people knew, that Noble was his son and not his nephew. He had decided that after the death of his late wife Anna their kids needed protecting. The Tesla family had planted a bomb in the family jeep in a bid to take out the entire line. Phillip allowed Anthony to believe he had succeeded. While safely hiding his kids with Sophia his here he was in his sons home waiting for him to return. God the boy was his soul, Paulie prayed his son could explain his actions. He would not let everything burn for nothing.

One of his men gestured that Noble was here. The boy wore his usual swagger coming in, but stopped dead when his eyes swept the room. Happiness, surprise, worry and finally fear flitting across his eyes within seconds. A million emotions passed through the usually guarded eyes.
"Bianca, what are you doing here?" already knowing the answer. He moved quickly to untie his twin but stopped dead in his tracks.

"Noble, why don't you join me for a drink? I'm sure Bianca won't mind waiting for her heroic rescue." The gun trained on him not really leaving any option.