_Dominic"Hands up and on your knees," the voice behind me said. I raised my hands. This was never how I had imagined things would turn out this way, and I was caught completely unprepared. "You go on your knees," another voice said, one that sounded very familiar to my ears. Something like hope filled me up. "Shit," I heard the man behind me say and lower his gun. I breathed a sigh of relief, took a risk, and turned around. "Vini?" I said and the little man gave me a broad smile. Proud of himself. Hell, I was proud of him. "Joseph said I should follow you, he thought you might need backup," he said."Seems he was right about that." I bent lower and looked at the man who was now on his knees with his hands up. When his eyes locked with mine, he blinked a couple of times, as if not believing what he was seeing. "Dominic? Is it you?" he dropped his hands and tried to get up."On your knees!" Vini shouted, and I gestured for him to calm down. "Do you know who I am?" I asked. The
_DominicThe man in the mirror and behind me was an older version of myself. Who was he, my dad's long-lost brother?"Tell me who you are." I moved away from the mirror and found a chair."I'm your father, Dominic," he said calmly. Like he was dropping the biggest bomb of the day, something that would change my whole existence. I looked at him in disbelief, waiting for him to tell me he was joking. "But my father is Frank," I answered him. "Yes Frank was your father Dominic, and he did a great job with you. He kept his promise but there must be a reason why you came all the way here, not to hear fairy tales." He was right about one thing, I wanted the truth of why what was happening to me was happening. And I wasn't so sure about the "good job" part; most people would disagree that being the don of a crime family was a good thing. "What promise?" as much as I couldn't digest what he was saying. I didn't want to dismiss him outright. I wanted to hear him out first. "To take care
_Dominic“What is it, spill it out,” I said impatiently. “Boss, we have company,” Vini said and we both got up from our respective chairs. The man I was with started to walk towards the back window and looked out.“I never got your name,” I said as soon as he turned and looked around. “Nikolai, but you can call me Nic,” he said, looking between me and Vini. Nikolai. He was Russian, but even as I searched in the hazy compartments of my brain, there was no Nikolai.“And I assume everyone has a gun,” Nic said, bringing me to the present and I grinned. Was he telling a joke? “Depending on how many are coming.” I showed him the pistol I always carried around. “You might want to back it up with this.” He handed me a rifle from his collection on the wall, he opened a drawer and I assumed he was looking for some ammunition. “Get down.” He said looking at Vini who was peeping through the window. "They might be able to see you from there." He handed me the ammunition and I loaded the ri
_DominicAs soon as the fourth man realized that he was outnumbered. He raised his hands in surrender. "Drop your gun and get down on your knees," Nic shouted. The man did as he was told. Nic looked at me. "Should I or you want to take this one, they came here for you after all."That was easy. Since it was Nic's property. I was going to let him take the lead on this one.For some strange reason, I had massive respect for this man who claimed to be my father. Although I had only just met him. "It's your house, your rules," I said and he grinned. "I'm going to skin him alive." He started walking down to meet Vini, who was already down next to the man, holding a gun to his head. I trailed behind him, without a word. When we joined Vini and the man, Nic pointed to the barn. "We going to need some privacy." I looked around at the dead bodies to make sure they were dead. Vini gestured for the man to get on his feet, while he walked behind him with the gun still pointed at him. I fo
Three weeks later._IsabellaI shifted uneasily in my seat. Dominic looked at me sideways without taking his eyes off the road."We talked about this," he said, as if he could see the turmoil of my emotions."I know, but it still doesn't make it any easier," I answered and faced forward. He was going to confront his mother about our marriage."I still think we should have told her that we were coming. And not ambush her."He gave no reaction that he was listening to what I was saying. The only reaction that showed he was listening was the ticking of his jaw, which was also gone in a split second.He squeezed my thigh to reassure me. "If I don't do this right now, nothing will ever change. You're my wife, and they should respect that or else...""Or else what?" I asked."They will never see me again," he whispered. "I wish there was another way.""So do I," he murmured.The gates opened to the Montego estate, reopening old wounds and memories I would rather forget. The last time I had
Four weeks later _Isabella_The sunroom had become a favorite place of mine in recent weeks. I could sit there the whole day soaking up the sun and reading, or better yet, I could use the room to work on my assignments, now that I had gone back to school on a part-time basis.The couple of weeks had passed in a blur. But the only thing that had not passed in a blur was the awkward lunch we had with Rosetta and Eric. That day was still as clear as day in my mind. Nothing could make it fade or even better, erase it.Although I had been hesitant to go back to the old house, Dominic insisted that it was necessary for security purposes that we move back, not to mention that there was a more pressing matter that made us move back.A growing matter. One that I found out about soon after we went to his parent's house. And one that I was not ready to share with his family. No matter how much he said they would listen and not pass judgements. But, my experience told me otherwise.And the fact t
_Dominic_The car drove up to the gates of my property. This time, I was content to sit at the back and let Joseph do the driving. Something that he should be doing every day. I was probably the only Don I knew who enjoyed the little freedom I had of driving myself without security by my side. The allure of the open road was thrilling but also dangerous.Now things had changed. With Isabella pregnant, I needed to take fewer risks that could have me killed.I wanted to be around for a long time to see my kids grow up, and for that to happen, I needed to make a few changes. Christopher had called me earlier about a visitor to the house. I hadn't been surprised that he had come because I had called him. Another thing was that I could kill more flies with honey than vinegar. I desperately needed Jacob; he held the missing piece of the puzzle, one that I needed. But with his brother by my side, it should be easier to get to him than it had proven to be so far.The door pulled open, and I
_Five years ago.Peace at last. Isabella wiggled her toes and played with the bubbles from the overflowing jacuzzi. The Montego family was away on vacation. The staff was not allowed to use the jacuzzi, and that included her. But who's going to tell? If ever she were to get caught she knew Frank Montego would laugh it off, but his wife, Rosetta would march to the heavens for her to get fired. Then there were the two sons, Eric and Dominic. Eric stayed abroad and they didn't see much of him. Then there was the eldest son, Dominic. She rolled her eyes. The frightening Dominic. She doubted Dominic even knew she existed. The only time he looked at anyone was to give them his icy glare. Apart from that, he kept to himself. Some said he ran the family business alongside his father.A business that none of them knew what it entailed. But one thing was certain, The Montego family was rolling in dough. The family home had been a castle that got converted into a home. With twenty bedrooms, an