Novels by Nasteho Abdullahi

Luciano's povI cursed under my breath as I grabbed my car keys in the closet before I hurried down the stairs, not bothering to hang up on the panicked bodyguard on the other side of the phone. A bodyguard who had left my brother alone to make a deal with someone he was not supposed to make a deal with.Now I understood why he had come up with a stupid excuse of oversleeping instead of signing the contract with Rivera. Right now I was beyond agitated and frustrated — I was mad, raging even. My younger brother was not a very careful person; heck, he never thought about what he did and the consequences it could lead to. And this one might cost him his life.I entered the kitchen to see Valentina and Marta standing above the stove, talking about something I could not make out or hear, but that was the least of my problems right now.“I have to head out for something quick, I’ll be back later,” I said, waiting for her to turn fully and give me a shocked but gentle nod before I rushed out

Luciano's Pov“I do not care how or what you do, get it done, Allen,” I screamed at my idiot of a younger brother through the phone as I cut the call and slammed it onto the table with frustration.This is why I like to do my own shit. The moment I allow anyone to do anything for me, they give me a headache that wouldn’t exist if I had just done it myself. In this case, my younger brother had overslept on the day he was supposed to sign a contract with one of our biggest clients. How he managed to actually forget something of that importance was beyond me.I let out a sigh and ran a hand over my face as annoyance bubbled in my body. The adrenaline needed to be vented out or else I would beat the fuck out of my younger brother the moment I saw him. I stood up from my chair and made my way towards my bedroom to change from my comfortable clothes to a pair of gym clothes before I started my workout.As soon as I opened the door to my room, I was greeted by Valentina standing in the middl

It was safe to say that she was not very happy with my choice, but I could not care any less about her happiness. As a coach she was shitty — never once did she care about our health and wellbeing. If she could get paid for our misery, then I was allowed to compete in whichever category I wanted to. Either way she was going to make my life harder; I might as well do it with someone I enjoy being around. “You do realize she is going to be up your ass for this, right?” Selin said as she held my leg, stretching it as far up as she could until my muscles protested in pain. I tapped her shoulder before I pulled my hamstring back. “I could not give any less shit about her opinions right now. Either way she was not going to make these coming three months easier.” We switched positions as she stood and balanced herself on one leg, holding my shoulder as I now stretched her left leg as high as I possibly could before I felt her tapping my shoulder. “Let’s not talk about her. Tell me about yo

“I love him,” Luca said as he pointed towards his jersey, the one Uncle Will had bought for him as his fifth birthday gift. “He is so good. I want to be like him when I grow up,” he said proudly, puffing his chest like a proud mother.His love for football had worried Marta, but she quickly realized she would rather have him obsessed with this stupid sport than hooked on video games and YouTube. I personally did not know why it would be a problem for him to watch a sport — after all, everyone had a passion for something — but it wasn’t until I saw him ugly‑cry about his team losing that I understood Marta’s hardship.He got grumpy and rather distant when his team lost. I mean, how devastating could it be for a couple of men running after a ball to lose a game? My question was always answered with sarcasm and Luca’s burning eyes.“Personally, I think Turan is better than him,” Luciano said as he crossed his arms over his chest.This man really knew how to get into people’s heads, becau

I did not know how or when I fell asleep, but I woke up on the bed the next day, my blanket tightly wrapped around me as I had fallen asleep in my training clothes. That was gross, especially now when I thought about the amount of sweat these clothes had soaked up during my long training hours.I slid off the bed and hurried towards the bathroom, pushing aside the thought that kept running in my head. Did I get a pimple on my back? That would be a nightmare, especially now when I would be in backless training clothes. I would hate it if my back was adorned with a big red pimple.After my hot shower, I stood in front of the mirror, turning my neck to the best of my ability, trying to see if I had any pimples on my back. After what felt like an hour of inspecting myself, I happily came out of the shower and ran to the closet. The room was cold even if the weather outside seemed quite sunny; I still felt cold for some reason.I put on a simple black set of training clothes and started ma

I opened my closet and put on my training set once again. The white set of training shorts and sports bra shaped my curvy body perfectly, yet the more I looked at myself in the mirror, the more I thought about her words.Elephant — that had been the animal she compared me to. I had fought tooth and nail for this body, yet all it took for me to despise it was one word from a woman whose cruelty I had witnessed firsthand. A woman I knew very well not to listen to, but the disgusted feeling that rose in my heart was so bitter and so strong that I couldn’t fight it. Maybe she was right.Losing ten kilograms would not kill me. I needed to skate faster and jump higher now more than any other time. I nodded my head with a smile, patting myself on the back for not thinking about the matter any further.I had indeed underestimated how addicting and inviting the journey would be once it started. I had forgotten how innocently it had begun from the very beginning, and I — as stupid as I was — ha