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
RAPHAEL I pulled my car across the street facing a bungalow in one of the suburbs of Cuba. I pushed open the doors of my car and watched my capos stride over to me.They had already arrived before me, surrounding the entire vicinity.I leaned against my car, making sure my gun was perfectly placed in my pants."Raphael, Estaban is in there with a woman" Dante informed me as he walked over with Thomas, Lorenzo, Luca and Marco."Luca, Marco, I need briefing on the Mexican politicians. But for now let's take care of this motherfucker" I walked over to the windows with my men. Glancing through the partly pulled apart curtains, I spotted Estaban on the sofa with a red haired.She was naked before him, sitting directly on his cock and riding him off. His grunts were low but audible enough as she bounced on him, throwing her head back whilst he gripped on to her ass and thrusted his hips upwards. I gave one of my underbosses the signal and he at once kicked open the door, we all rushin
"Thank you babe" Nicole smiled to Raphael as he helped her on to their Jet. She couldn't be more happier. Today, they were leaving Cuba and no words could describe how relieved she felt. Their trip to Mexico and Cuba had turned out to be a total nightmare-- one that she would never have imagined.Assassins, death and blood became the norm.With various conspiracies surrounding them, Nicole couldn't help but always ponder about their future together.Some thing still bugged her deeply--Maya's warnings to her before she died. Nicole could still remember that day like it was yesterday.Maya had specifically warned her about Micheal, claiming he was an imposter sent to kill them. She spoke of plots aiming at Raphael.Whenever Nicole thought of it, she got so consumed with an unexplainable terror. Her heart beat would become so erratic and her thoughts would run wild.How would she prove that Micheal was an imposter? And what plots are cooking up?Nicole knew one thing for sure. She ha
NICOLE My restive eyes were situated on the road, my hands gripped onto the steering wheel of my car.It's been a week since my husband left for Mexico. Whenever I thought of the way he spoke to me before leaving, the emotion his words carried and how he stared intently at me; it always left me feeling teary. I was now living my life on the hope of seeing my husband again. I prayed daily that he would come back for me. I don't want him to die neither do I want to be forced to go on an exile mission as a result of Raphael's enemies coming to look for me.Where the fuck are all these enemies coming from? I never envisioned my married life to be this chaotic. Why does it feel like everyone is literally trying to kill I and my husband. My mind drifted off to Maya with a lone tear trickling down my cheek.She was such a brave woman. She didn't fear death even when she saw it coming.And yet no one believed her. I have this ominous feeling of something very bad happening. I feel
RAPHAEL I sighed heavily the moment I cut the call. Leila's words were still drifting into my mind. Ofcourse I knew Nicole wouldn't dare to have any thing amorous to be with another man. She wouldn't cheat on me not even for all the millions in the world. I was very obvious of the fact that Leila still had feelings for me. Even though she thought I didn't know. It was radiating off her. I knew when a female was attracted to me. It was so easy to get under their skirts and between their legs. It was never a problem. But my marriage to Nicole changed me and changed the way I felt about the opposite sex and love.I would do any thing to keep Nicole happy. I can't even spare a second glance at any woman. That woman has caged my soul, my body and my heart. Nicole would never try to cheat on me. Leila was just trying to turn me against Nicole and make me read meanings to things that aren't even true.I bolted up from my seat in a flash. Before she called, my capos had informed me
The room was gloomy doom, scanty with just a sofa as the only piece of furniture decorating the dark room.A faintly lit bulb swung carelessly in the middle, evoking squeaky noises with each swing which was the only sound that befell the room. Ruffled brown hairs with large carouse hands that were combing through it, dishevelling it the more flopped on the edge of the sofa. With searching brown eyes staring up at the ceiling, the man blew puffs of cigarette smoke into the air, dragging the cigar out of his lips. A slow knock on the door was heard. A smile curved by the side of his peach lips. Loud thumping footsteps were accompanied by the deep chuckling of a young man."I've been waiting for you" came the hoarse voice of the man. "It's not easy doing this but I'm glad I'm back on track" the young man told him as he stood behind the sofa. With a sharp bolt from the sofa, the older man turned to face his counterpart before engulfing him in a hug."Maxim. Ivan must be
RAPHAEL My brows deeply knitted themselves while my restive eyes were focused on my phone which rested in my tensed fingers. I recieved a video from Leila. She didn't even send a call or a voicenote of any sort. She just randomly sent this video. I at first thought it was a video about how things were going on back home which was why I didn't want to open it immedately but now my eyes are eating up what I can't make out of. Where is Nicole heading with miles?Why doesn't that woman listen to me?! I assigned Leila to look after her because I know how unsafe it is right now. If one of my goddamn enemies couldn't reach me, Nicole would definitely be the next target. Her safety is so important to me.I specifically ordered her not to go anywhere without Leila. Even if she disobeyed me, I had at least expected it to be that she went with Sofia or Emilio and not with Miles. My face was disconcerted in anger, my fist balling up the more I focused on the video. "Fuck!!" I yell