"Raphael, Dante my children!" An elderly shriek reverberate across the living room. An elderly woman of Aurora's age scurried towards Raphael, embracing the tall man in an instant before doing so with Dante. "Aunty Elisa, I can see you missed us" Raphael said in a mild laughter. The woman guided all of them into the living room, excitement radiating of her body. "I did. It is not everytime you come visit us now is it?"she rhetorically asked as they took their seats. "And her...." her eyes darted to Nicole.Nicole stood nervous on the spot, her eyes roving around the huge, imperial and spell bounding living room. It looked as big as Raphael's living room. Expensive carved furniture littered the living room and the blinding lights from the chandeliers did justice in illuminating everywhere and giving it a very grand display. About three other people stood in arrival of Raphael and his accolades. "This is my wife Nicole. Nicole meet Homero's wife Elisa" Raphael introduced Nicole
"Oh Lord"a tired groan escaped Nicole's parted lips as she stared at her reflection in the mirror.Her lips wore a frown, her slender dark fingers rummaging through her braids in an attempt to tie them up.Raphael ponderously walked behind her and snaked his arm around her waist, pressing her against his chest."What's wrong Bella?" He whispered to her ear, his hot breath warming her skin.He stared at her through her reflection in the mirror with a smirk on his sensual lips."This fucking braids are too much. I think I should go on lowcut. What do you say?"Nicole bit her bottom lips and folded her arms."How am I supposed to be dragging your hair when we fuck then?" Raphael sensually asked flashing her come-hither eyes.Nicole felt a blush spread through her face and she playfully nudged her shoulder against his chest."Stop being so naughty Raph""You love it principessa" he cockily replied.In a swift pivot, he spunned Nicole around.Nicole let out a yelp and her eyes widened at
Raphael immediately went rigid. Standing on the spot and staring face to face at his mother who he hadn't seen for more than fifteen years got him as rigid as a statue. Nicole watched the scenery unfold, anxiety eating her up. She knew fully well Raphael hated his mother and she never thought she would actually get to meet his mother.Hell she hadn't even met his father yet! Nicole had her eyes focused at Raphael before darting it to the teary orbs of Raphael's mother, Maya.Raphael really took after his mother in facial features.He was her exact replica. Same blue orbs, full eyebrows and long lashes, dark, long raven locks cascading over their shoulders and their peach lips. But Nicole noticed something else; she looked frail and sickly. Her blue eyes were dull and her eyebags were fully out. Dark spots could be spotted carving its markings all around her face.Her peach lips seemed dried and stains of blood tainted her blue shirt."Raphael" she faintly whispered breaking the
NICOLE "What the hell was that?"Raphael asked as he walked down from the stairs. He had just taken a sedated, sleeping Maya to one of the numerous bedrooms upstairs.Everybody was still as shocked as ever. I could feel the tensed atmosphere. It was soaring in the air, gliding through every one.Raphael had his gaze focused on Micheal who seemed the most shock.His brows were creased and deeply knitted, his mouth slightly ajar in blank amazement."Why did Maya say you are an imposter Micheal?" Raphael interrogated, coming closer to his father.I noticed Raphael seldomly addressed his parents by the tittle they held in his life. He always called them by their names with no atom of fear."I have no clue. Do I look like an imposter to you?!" Micheal barked back at Raphael.I watched his bloodshot gaze flash at Raphael and scaring the living daylight out of me.Raphael stood silent. I didn't know what he was thinking and I was scared of asking. I didn't want to add fuel into the already e
The spacious, dim burgundi lit regal hall was expensively furnished to match the affluent lifestyle of the elites in it.Beautifully ornate round tables with scented candles placed on them formed a pattern in the hall. A mini fountain stood in the centre of the grand, monarchical hall. It was sprouting crystal clear water with speckles of gold shining in them.The walls and pillars were adorned with green, pink, purple and white hyacinth flowers whilst the table had gardenia flowers littered on them. The flowers filled the entire hall with their beautiful, enthralling scent. A monogram of the bride and grooms name was inscripted into the floors of the halls while live instrumentalist played at the centre of the hall. From the richly expressed decor to the expensive furnished decorations to waiters serving exquisite delectable cuisines; the entire ornamentation was superb. Nicole stared dewy-eyed the moment she stepped into the reception of Francesca's wedding. Every thing l
Raphael raged in an extreme fury. He subconsciously lets go of his mother's cold body and lurches out of the hall. He wanted to kill the shooter himself. Nothing else would give him more satisfaction than embedding bullets into the body of the person that dared to shoot his mother. Nicole wrapped her hands around Maya's body, crying deeply into her chest as the panic soared in the air.Hysteria filled the room. Confusion and chaos was the order as everybody stood on their toes not knowing who would be the next victim. The shooter was uncovered in an underground tunnel not far away from the hall. Raphael had his men surround the area, ready to spill his blood.In the speed of light, the assassin pulled out a revolver and in a flash, he pulled the trigger, aiming it for Raphael but Luis was quick to jump in the way, taking the bullet in his arm."Fuck. Luis!" Raphael yelled as Luis body made contact with the dusty ground.That was enough distraction for the assassin to slip out of
NICOLEI froze. My heart sank to my knees, racing for its summit with the tremor in my body rising to its peak. My own husband just freaking pointed a gun at me.My hands instinctively dropped, the gun lowering with my gaze diverting to Raphael's neutral look.No sign of regret or concern.Am I dreaming?I want to be woken up because what the hell is happening right now!?"Raphael..." my horror-striken voice came out as a whisper.Nobody had the guts to interfere. It was a man and his wife. I felt like the entire hospital was void of any other being apart from I and Raphael.My world came to an abrupt halt as Raphael tightened his hold on his gun. Would he really do this?"I'm just trying to help you...." I whispered.Tears pooled in my eyes and trickled softly down my cheeks.From the corners of my eyes, I could see a wry smile forming on Michael's face.That fucking liar!"You live me no choice my love" Raphael gravely uttered.Suddenly I felt the kick of a boot on my hand making
RAPHAEL I took Nicole by the hand into my waiting car. She insisted we go to a church and honestly I didn't want to go but inorder to fulfil her wish, I gave in. My mother's death really took a huge mental toll on me. Flashes of her beautiful smile still haunts my memory.My mother was attacked in her apartment in cuba and now she was shot. Why was she fucking attacked in the first place? She didn't leave much information on what she had been up to after her divorce with my dad.I closed my eyes and turned to face my men. About a score of them stood behind me, waiting for my next line of action.Estaban had been located. I received word from my capos about his location in cuba. Finally. My gun is aching to kiss his face."Half of you are to go to Estaban's location. Keep an eye on him. The remaining half will serve as I and my wife's entourage. Make sure he is being monitored and don't loose him" I spilled my orders and watch half of them disperse whilst the other half got into