NICOLE I flopped my head back on to my sofa, tiredness oozing from my features.I had a very tiring day at work and all I needed now was just rest and peace. Peace in my married life too.In the past two weeks, ever since I confronted Raphael about his past affairs with Leila, we've been having issues upon issues over the phone. Why was he blind to the fact that Leila would destroy our marraige if she was still lingering around him?She herself made it clear to me on how much she despised me and how badly she wanted Raphael. That woman will do everything in her power to get Raphael back and I was trying to avoid it.I had specifically told Raphael to discharge her of her duties and just let her go far away from this mafia and from him but he wouldn't agree. He said it wasn't that easy to leave the mafia and Leila was one of his best assassins. I mean ain't he the capo?He makes the rules so why can't he change them? What is so hard in discharging her of her duties and sen
NICOLE"Nicole""Nicole"I felt a familiar voice probing into the abyss of darkness I had fallen into accompanied by mild tappings on my shoulder.It slowly drew me out of my unconscious state. I yawned on the back of my palms and I rubbed my eyes trying to regain my full consciousness"We are in italy my love"Raphael gently said as he gave me a tender kiss on the forehead.My eyes immedately shot open and I sat up straight, excitement bubbling within me."Are you serious!?"I practically screamed.He chuckled and nodded his head at me, brushing off strands of my scattered hair from my face and combing it downwards with his hands."We just landed my love. Now I'll lead you to the air hostess while i go make some arrangements ok"I nodded my head at him, my face beaming with smiles as he took me out of the cabin.The beaut
NICOLESoon enough, I noticed our limousine had come to a halt. I took a cursory glance at Raphael who didn't seem suprised or confused. Slowly our limousine began moving. I couldn't see anything at first until we came in front of a huge iron black gate. I stared at the magnificent iron bars that opened for our limousine to drive inside, jaws dropped. I peered through the tinted glass and I could see guards almost in every nook and cranny. They looked so anxious.Probably because Raphael was back. I couldn't see anything infront as other cars drove slowly ahead of us.I decided to keep on peering outside the glass. The environment was so captivating. A large lawn decorated by colourful flowers and well trimmed grasses spread across everywhere. Mini-fountains oozing pure crystal clear water were spotted at almost every corner. I spotted some lovely picturesque buildings at th
NICOLE I watched Sofia babble on and on about herself and how nice Raphael was. I was so astonished on how she held him in high regards. The way she spoke off him, one would actually mistake him for a philanthropist. Didn't she know what he was into? It was impossible to leave in the same house with him and not know the shady things he was into. But she spoke of him so elegantly, so heroically. Wow. I was the most suprised person on earth at the moment.So far so good, I actually loved their house. Sofia literally took me on a tour round the house. It was as huge as it looked. We explored down stairs before facing upstairs.. There were many hallways upstairs. Some were dimmed making it looked so gothic and scary whilst some were so bright with radiant lights illuminating the pathway. We
Raphael walked into an unhabited two storey building, the chilly wind whipping his hair across his face. The guards immedately straightened their spine once they sighted him coming out of the car in the stark, dark night.He had flew from Rome to Begarmo, a small Italian city, northeast of Milan.This was his home town. It had been so long he stepped his feet on the cobblestone streets of Bergamo.But he wasn't here for a vacation, he was here for one purpose--to kill."Capo" the guards greeted with their heads bowed down, none of them daring to look him in the eye.Raphael entered inside with his entourage of guards and headed towards the underground cellar of the building.There were three guards standing outside the huge iron door at the end of the staircase. They instantly went stiff, fear and dread coursing through them on spotting Raphael.They bowed their heads as a sign of respect to Rap
NICOLE I felt empty and light. My eyes squeezed tightly as I stretched my hands to feel the warmth of the body I had cuddled up with last night. I felt nothing just a ruffled duvet. I tapped on it about three times, stretching my hands to touch Raphael but I couldn't feel his body. I immedately flew my eyes open and sat up straight, eyes roving around the room as if Raphael would immedately appear out of thin air. I stared at the sheets in blank amazement then my eyes narrowed to the windows, the awe inspiring sun rays dancing in through the curtains."Fuck where is Raphael?" I inaudibly grumbled. I came out of the bed and went towards the curtains.Separating them, I poked my head outside the window observing the beautiful garden behind. "Hello italy"I murmured with a smile
NICOLE I and Raphael walked down the cobble streets of Rome. Everything felt so amazing and surreal; the brilliant sun shining down happily, the cars bustling and people flowing like a tide.This was how I wanted it to be, we were spending time together like a normal couple. Raphael had asked if we should take a car but hell no. I insisted we walked. How would I enjoy my tour if we don't walk hand in hand and relish the moment? He brought along two disposable cameras that each had space for about sixty photographs. That way we could capture the moments of our beautiful tour. The street we were in had a lot of old Italian apartments, balconies that had people's clothes and rugs hanging out of it. The road was cobbled and it added to the beauty. Loud chirpings from men and women both young and old filled the air. I looked around with a beam on my fa
NICOLE Yesterday had been such a blast. Our tour, the bonding, tasting of different dish; it was so exquisite and beautiful.I wished our day wouldn't end.I saw an entirely different side of Raphael on the water taxi. He wanted to know all the Disney fairytales he had missed growing up. It was like I was telling a child a story. His eyes always seem to glint up and sparkle with life with each story I told him.I truly loved that.I was so tired when we arrive back home. The moment my body touched the soft sheets of our bed, I totally slept off. I'm sure Raphael must have cuddled me because I woke up in his arms. He slept so soundly.He looked extremely beautiful. His features were all relaxed, his chest gradually heaved, his long hair was ruffled up and some strands covered his forehead. His eyelashes were truly so lon