I looked skeptically at my dad for a few more minutes. What if he wanted to spy on us? I didn't trust my family anymore. Everything I've gone through all my life was because they didn't tell me the truth, they didn't tell me I was involved in the mafia from the beginning, they hadn't let me know who I was and who I shouldn't be involved with. He sold me to the mafia, something he'd never do to his daughter. I came to know he'd blamed me for the death of my mother all his life, he treated me very badly after she died. My dad blamed me for coming through a man who raped my mother under his very own nose. I thought Zavi's background was the most complicated, I didn't know mine was worse than his. At least he saw his family to blame, and I had no one to blame. I was an orphan brought up by a step-dad."What if I can't trust you?." I asked him, Irene and Will by my side, very alert."I don't wanna get involved considering that the son of Lucien pulled a bullet on my wife's stomach, but I
Zavi's povI was chained like an animal, beside me stood a table where all the machinery used for torturing were kept.They've already used it on me, especially the electric weapon. I was tired, my breathing was slow, and the only thing that mattered was Nora and my babies. So, those things don't matter, I had done worse. I had known when Alec died, that it was turn by turn, if my life ends now, I'm fulfilled that I have Nora and of course I have my triplets. The iron door creaked open, making me look up at the door. Matteo smiled, walking in with his hand behind his back. I scoffed, he must be feeling proud, proud that he had the Italian boss chained like an animal."How do you feel, Mr. Mafia?." I shook my head, "Matteo," I called softly, my voice very low. "Don't look at me like that, you've done worse." He spat."I know, but maybe this is the only thing you've ever achieved in your life." I mocked him. His smile disappears from his face. I wheezed coughing up a spray of bl
I squinted my eyes as I searched for Zavi as the smoke slowly faded. I saw him hanging shirtless with hands bonded to the chain which held the ceiling. Will had gone to search for Janie with my father, while it was only I and Andrea who had come to save Zavi. We had the upper hand because we had his men down, Matteo excluded. The dick has gone to hide. "Well, well, well. I underestimated you, Nora." I heard him say from one of those boxes. "Come out, coward!." I spat.There was silence, but immediately I heard his gun click, we both took cover as he fired more bullets at us without looking, soon his gun was empty, he cussed and threw it away. "Come out now!." I sang as my hand went to the trigger. "Let me take care of him," Andrea smirked and went towards Matteo, suddenly he kicked Andrea as she flew back falling on her face. She hissed loudly and stood up, Matteo walked out with a knife. "Now, let's fight." He stated and stood in a fighting stance as Andrea attacked. I ran ac
I was the wide daughter, the one who was bent on doing anything she wanted. It started after my mother died, leaving me and my younger sister in the cold grasp of my dad, well. I guess he doesn't have the right to be my dad because he killed my mother. Since my mom died, I never cared about anything or anyone, not even my younger sister, Junie but I still loved her. I am Vanora Campbell, the eldest daughter of a Scottish family. We live in Deanvillage, Edinburgh, and right now, I'm sitting on the bar seat waiting for my drink. "Hey..uh Nora," The barman called, he knew my name because I was his regular. I've taken after my dad in drinking, a bit surprised that I didn't see him anywhere in the bar with one of his sluts. "Hi, Scotch please," I ordered for my drink, he looked at me for a while and asked, "Don't tell me you still don't know my name," He said, dropping two glasses on the counter. I made a face, "Did you ever give me one?." I asked him. He sighed. Believe me, I wouldn't
Good-looking, with brown slicked hair, and a towering height. He was built, muscular in appearance and his presence screamed power. His eyes were cold and pressed against mine and his expression remained still and silent. He had a pure definition, he looked like a god, a king in his mansion. He was exactly the perfect man. I think I've seen the most beautiful man in the whole universe. He wore a black suit like the others and his eyes never left mine. "Boss..." The bald man bowed slightly."Who's she?." His deep voice asked. He took a step closer, looking at me all over. My heart skipped a bit, he was close, very close to my face. He smells nice and heavenly."She's Douglas's eldest daughter which he paid in the form of his debt." That's my father's name. He sold me like property, like a good. His hands folded behind his back, and his eyes roamed my body. I stared back at him, brave enough. I didn't care if it was wrong, I never cared if anything was wrong. I watched him walk aro
I trailed my eyes around, searching for the gorgeous man that I had seen yesterday, the one that I had been sold to and the one who was the boss to every soul in this mansion. And there he was, sitting across from me, behind a table, in his office. This wasn't the room that I thought it was, this was his study room. He didn't look up but he'd said something. "I didn't get to talk to you yesterday," He paused. His angelic voice lures me into the world of thoughts. He was damn alluring and very calculated. His suit hugs his body perfectly. His dark slicked hair almost made me damp my pant. He was by far a beauty.I realized too quickly that I was dozing into him,"Yes. And I want to speak to you yesterday. Okay, I'd start by saying, ``that man is not my father, you have to let me go, whatever business you both had is between you two, allow him to face the consequences and let me go." I complained bitterly though inwardly, I was denying the fact that I wanted to stay more because of him
I woke up like I was being pinched out of my sleep, my eyes groggily looking over the room and that was when it hit me. I wasn't dreaming, it was real and I'm fucking here. I was still here. I quickly bolted out of the bed, my hands running through my curly hair. How long had I been sleeping? oh fuck me. The door opened and one of the girls entered, she looked at me trying to despair what I was doing in the room. "You're awake? Wallace didn't want to wake you up." She said and I didn't talk to her. She shook her head and mumbled, "Forgotten how bitchy you are," Then she began leaving. "Is there any other door apart from the guard gate outside?." I asked. She turned, confused at my question."No." I bit my lower lip and began walking out before her. Which way do I go from here?. The mansion is damn big and it'd be hard finding an escape route. I ran down the hall, my legs moving surprisedly fast as my eyes darted around for an escape route. Oh yes, I found the front door, and
Zavi Covillie.She was fearless, and nonchalant about everything. She talks a lot and the only thing she was afraid of was losing her life. A girl who doesn't care if I killed her father, is it how bad she hated her father?. A girl who looks me directly in the eye, very bold and feisty. She's insanely beautiful, had long brown curly hair, very beautiful emerald eyes, she reminded me of someone, someone that I found so hard forgetting in my life. I could give her up with the other sluts but I waited, she's too nimble to waste like that. I've thought about what I wanted from her, what I wanted to use her for but I'm not sure. If she survives the heat tonight, I would train her and make her mine forever. I would make her a woman behind the mask. But why?. There are so many beautiful and skillful women out there, why should it be her?. "Boss, why did you choose her?." Wallace asked the question that I wasn't able to answer myself. "There are many skillful sluts in the family, and yo