*****Ava's POV******
The rain poured heavily on me, I could hear clasps of thunder as I ran down the street with my handbag on my head. I'm a small-time newspaper journalist at the central city daily newspaper, I had to run back to my workplace when I got home and find out I had forgotten to take the flash drive containing my work files for the next day, I know my boss at the Daily Newspaper, Mister Drake Olson is a very young hot-tempered and never an easygoing man, he would be so upset if he found out that I had not done the proper arrangements for the next day. after weighing the consequences and the gain I decided to risk going back to the office that night.My house is some miles away from my office, and to my poor self, it is a walkable distance.I live in one of the rental apartments downtown.I hissed in frustration as my sandals got stuck, the wet muddy floor didn't make things any easier. I stopped and kicked them off my feet, as if the rain was mad at me, it poured with all it might whipping me so hard on my face."I hate living" I mumble to myself.I ran down the first street and took a left turn, finally, My apartment which was located in one of the simi-slum areas of Central City came into my sight.I sighed loudly, even though I could not fathom if I was happy to be close to home at last or if it were just out of pure frustration.I dashed towards the main entrance as my apartment is on the second floor of the rental building.only one stair connect to each floor as it is one of the old houses in that area, and there was no elevator for tenants.I ran headlong towards the building but I stopped in my tracks, though it was late at night and dark since it was raining, we usually have a power cut when it rains, so I was not too surprised.if not for the sudden lightning which shone some strikes of light ahead of me I would have run into someone standing between me and the main entrance to the stairs.I move closer with caution, the lightning keeps on sending strikes of light, each time it shows I will pick a little knowledge of what the person had on, I noticed the person just stood there in the rain, not doing anything he was just standing."Excuse Mister, can you move the f*ck out of the way! ?" I said not daring to move closer anymore.He made a sudden movement with his hand, he brought out something from his back and pointed it at me.The lightning struck somewhere in the distance, and this time the strikes of light were so bright. my tongue stuck in my throat as I noticed what he was pointing at me."a..a..a..gun!" I moved an inch backward, I wanted to run but my feet had turned jelly.the man had no expression written on his face, now that my life was about to end, I could see his face. I wanted to ask why, why me?it is true that I hate living but I never expected to die this way, knee deep in my thought I heard a loud deafening sound. I felt a strong force that sent me flying in the air I landed roughly on my back, and I feel pain all over my body."I've just been shot, my miserable life had ended," I cried so much, and the rain kept washing off my tears. I might have passed out on the cold floor I never know what happened after that, in my unconscious state I heard someone's calling in a distance,"Miss! are you alright?" someone lit a bright touch on my face. I fluttered my eyes open, I was blinded by the sudden light in my eyes that I had to raise my hand to my face."Are you alright?" the huge voice came again."where am I?" I asked him.he made an irritated face and I wondered if that's how everyone acts here in heaven."Am I dead?" I asked him again."Are you drunk?" he asked staring at me in awe."No, someone shot me," I said innocently.the man use it big touch to light everywhere then he returned his gaze to me.he had a sympathizing look on his face."Can you stand?" he asked."I guess so," I said to him.He helped me get up on my feet."Ma'am, do you live close by?" he asked again.why does he need to know if I live close by, I thought I died.I look around me, I was still in the same spot, the rain had stopped and the power was back on, I stared at the place the man with the gun was but there was no one standing there. "Have I been hallucinating?" I questioned myself.I look back at the man who had just helped me up to my feet, his hand was still around my shoulder, I jolted away from him and stared at him in suspicion."Thank you," I said quickly to him and ran to pick up my bag which was lying some distance away. I was not ready to answer anyone's question about how I got there in the first place.I ran up the stairs to my apartment, the cold had begun to affect me, so I slammed shut the door lock, throw my bag on my mini couch, and went straight to the bathroom.staring at the mirror of my bathroom and I was shocked at the look of the person staring back at me in the mirror, I was double drenched, my hair was messy, and I look like a typical mad woman.I sighed loudly, took off my clothes and prepare a hot bath, then I got into the bathtub. I steamed myself for hours until my eyes got heavy, I was tired and feeling sleepy, I didn't know how I did it but I moved from the bathtub to my bed, and there I fell asleep with only my pant and bralette on.Ava was deep in her sleep when she noticed a grip on her neck, she thought it was just a dream when the grip tighten, and she fluttered her eyes wide open. it was dark as she had switched off the light before retiring to bed. she tried to get the lamp but the hand choking her was too strong.someone with a hood on was choking her, she started kicking and fighting with her hands. she was groaning and the hooded man was also groaning alongside her. even right here when her consciousness was about to slip away, she still wondered why the one choking her was groaning like he was the one getting choked.she stretches her hand towards the lamp she always kept on her bed and switches it on.The hooded man stop choking her and she jumped out of the bed, she ran towards the door but it was locked."Keys!" Ava cried out.she heard the jingles of the keys and she turn back only to see the hooded man with a bold smirk on his face, Ava's room keys were in between his fingers.all she could think
****Ava's POV****I woke up with a splitting headache, I look around and thought I was blind, it was pitch dark and I couldn't see a thing, my back hurt from the pain of lying on the cold floor, "Where am I?" I asked myself. All I remember is crying and suddenly feeling the sharp pain of being hit on my neck before I blanked out."Hello, is somebody there!" I yelled out.I yelled again and I was greeted with silence.I knew not where I was going but I struggled to get on my feet, I used my hands to trace the walls as I try to find the door, it seems I have been walking in circles, I couldn't even find the damn door.I tried again as my eyes had started getting used to the darkness, this time I found the door knobs, luckily for me it was not locked. joyously, I quietly creaked the door open and step out, my heart jump in my stomach when I bumped into a huge man with a feature of a bouncer, he had bald hair and an ironed face, and he was not happy to see me."I'm sorry Mister, can thi
Drexel was in the meeting hall with the foreigners, when he felt like someone hit him on his head. He had a hard and aggressive countenance on. "Are you okay?" one of the men asked. "Yes I'm fine, thank you," Drexel did not care to fake a smile.He lifts his hand to his face as he felt hot liquid dripping down his face. He brought his hand down to his face. "Blood!" he said alarmed. He knew what was going on, his forehead was already red from the hit. he wanted to end the meeting as he was afraid someone might have decided to kill her."what if Albert gets to her," he thought.he was absentminded and he was not listening to what the men around him were saying."What's your take on that, Mister Mason," one of the gray-haired man asked.he looked on at them speechless as he doesn't even know what they were talking about anymore."We would see about that," Drexel said nodding his head.All the men at the table were confused by his response as they do not know what he was talking ab
Drexel walked up to her, her long hair covering her face So, he was not able to see a clear glimpse of her face. He squats close to her and slowly removes those long strands of her covering her face. He stare at the little bruise on her forehead which is now a big swollen red patch on her head, he saw the dried blood glued to her skin. Drexel checked his right-hand pocket and brought out a tube in his hand, he had bought it on his way home. He was about to apply it on her head when she flutter her eyes open. As soon as she saw him, she jolted and crawl away from his reach to the corner of the room. She was weak and had no life in her to scream or cry. Drexel stood up and walked toward her, she didn't try to run again. He roughly rubbed the healing balm on her head. Then he stood up to go, and he felt something tug on his trouser, "Please let me go," she whisper almost inaudibly to him. Drexel felt his heartache with a sudden sadness. This feeling is frustrating him so much. H
***Ava's POV **Even when I tried to be strong, I still cried. Why do bad things happen to me? I asked myself. The moment that huge man lock me in, I lay down without a fight. I was exhausted the whole situation made me hungry. I remember I didn't eat last night before going to bed and my stomach growled in response to my thoughts about food. Slowly I draw back to sleep only to be woken by a slight touch of hands on my face.the smell of pines and sweet and a shadow of someone hovered over me.I fluttered my eyes open and they fell on a dark with flickers of gray hair man in his thirties, he wore a white long sleeve and suit trousers, his suit coat hung around his shoulder, and his hair was well creamed and made to cover half of his left eye, he had an oval-shaped face with well shaved defined jaws, his close well-arched brows always look crease due to his never smiling personality, he had a long pointed nose and a fiery ocean blue eyes, he had a peach colored small but full lips wh
***Godfather Albertrosso******A middle-aged man with dyed long jet black hair in his office, he has a grey color suit on and a big cigarette in between his fingers, his teeth were crooked and tainted with stains from tobacco.he puffed out the smoke from his nose as he breathe out with his mouth tightly shut.he's the boss of the underworld, the Capo of the Malvagio clan, here in the central city his words were the law.He's feared by many, including the laws and those that governed the law.he has lots of prominent leaders under his arm, the ones who had come to him for a favor, and once he helps them, they become his pawn forever and when Godfather Albertrosso find them unworthy or not important, he gets rid of them before they become a problem to him.He has an Italian wife, his moll, which he met as a thug, two sons, and one daughter who always fight over their father's criminal throne.To Drexel who sees him as only his business partner, they both respected their title and for ye
Drexel took Ava to a room and roughly dropped her on the bed. "Ahhh" she cried out. Drexel marvels at her complaint about everything. "ish, what a crybaby," he mumbled to himself. After crying out as if he had thrown her down from the top of the mountain, she lay down motionless. "What again?" Drexel asked, if not for this unknown curse that had to bind them together he was never someone that will stoop to anyone's level of understanding. She did not answer him and continued pretending to have fainted. Drexel move towards the big family-size bed where he had dropped her and with one of his hands placed on the bedside slightly above her head, he undid the first button of her oversized coat. She immediately pushes him off her and covers her chest where he had undone the button with her hands. He stood up from the bed and gaze at this little kitten who dares to taunt him. "The next time you play such foolish trick with me I will make sure I pull off all your clothes!" he said w
Drexel was quiet, not that he had nothing to say, he became interested in the woman fighting for the servant who would have dealt with her if he had not shown up in the first place. Tyler tries to get past her to the servant but Ava was not having it. "Take me with her or better still, let her go. Everything happened because of me" Ava pleaded. "enlighten me, how it happened since you dim me punishing her wrong," Drexel said knitting his brows. "She was only asking me not to touch the painting, but... bbu.. but I was so caught up in its beauty that I ignored her plea to me not to touch it," Ava explained, not daring to look into Drexel's eyes for fear of getting caught. "So everything is your fault not hers right?" Drexel asked. Tyler had moved away from the servant and Ava, the servant was now on her kneels sobbing loudly without saying a word. Ava did not respond to his question, even though she was scared of what he would do to her, but if she denies it, the servant alone wi