Dooming the mafia devil

YUANITA A sudden searing light tore through the darkness, nearly blinding me. I gasped, trying to catch a breath of air, as the memory of life seeping from me, clouded my mind. My lungs burned, and my heart hammered roughly in my chest, like it was being ripped from its position. I let out a loud cry, as the pain felt too much to endure. A familiar metallic scent clung to the air with something I couldn't name. Heavy with panic, my eyes fluttered open after adjusting to the bright light, but all I could see was an endless stretch of colourful hues, like I was suspended in a painting. I could remember I had died and in my catholic faith, I was to face judgement. Could this perhaps be purgatory? Suddenly, the pain I felt in my insides stopped. However, it was quickly replaced by a piercing surge of tingle, that crawled up my skin from my feet. I wriggled on the floor again, as I watched my muscles flex and stretch, the patches on my skin fixed and healed. A weight of some

SERAFINA After my three fids training under Marionette– approximately six months– undergoing all sort of torture and handling a few trial missions, I was finally given my first official mission. Rapheal Dekoms, Ropp’s most eligible widower, was feared in power yet fatally vulnerable to beauty. He was a venomous man wrapped in prestige. The mission was almost impossible, or so they said. Yet, it made my heart ripple, mostly because male missions had always been easier for me. And the best part, my look and body was a bait for them. Following Rapheal’s trails was the first thing on my list. From the sole of his shoes, to the number of strands on his hair, he became more like the palm of my hands. Now, I was putting my second plan in place. Like a honey badger circling a cobra, I would let him strike first. Just to prove his venom had limits. My legs swung off the balcony's rail, as I took occasional puffs of my electronic cigarette while scanning the enviro

RAPHEAL. I don't know how much time had passed, but I had taken a certain amount of shots that made my vision hazy and legs wobbly. Despite that, it wasn't enough to drown my thoughts around what had just happened tonight. Sometimes, it only takes a few seconds for your day to be ruined. Not like I ever had any good days. Twirling my glass in between my fingers, a wrap of cigarette lounged between my lips, I gestured to the bartender for another bottle of alcohol. Just then, a woman in red slipped into the empty still beside me. Her cologne, rich and expensive, filled the whole room. The crimson satin of her dress kissed her body, its asymmetric hem teasing a flash of leg. Diamonds caught the low club lights at her throat, ears, wrist, and on that enormous ring while her black hair was swept high, a few tendrils softening her sharp elegance. Smoky eyes, burgundy lips, straight teeth, she was flawless. Even sitting, her diamond-encrusted stilettos clicked sof

RAPHEAL My secretary walked into my office, a rather confused look plastered on his face. The day hadn't begun well for any of us, given my mother's crash out and the meeting with Don Columbus. Demanding a seventy percent share from a deal we both made together was just unreasonable. “Sir, someone is here to see you.” I didn't even care to raise my face from my laptop. It would probably be Phoebe or my mom. “I'm not receiving any visitors.” I simply replied before facing him. “Has Columbus changed his mind?” He nodded negatively. “Not yet, Sir. He's very much insistent on that percentage. The deadline’s approaching and we really….” “I didn't ask you to reread the terms.” I cut him off, twirling my chair around to face the gigantic transparent window that left the city's most cinematic view to my eyes. As I pondered on what to do about the deal, memories of the strange woman filled my thoughts again. It infuriated me but I can't seem to forget what I fe

RAPHEAL. The drive to the ball was eerily silent and my driver flashedbme suspicious stares at intervals. Ignoring him, I pulled the curtain in front of Serafina and i. Then, my eyes carefully began observing her. From her mesmerizing beauty to the porcelain skin that tingled something beneath my pants. The proximity felt like I was being drawn with a strange force. When Ruben had brought her to my table, I instantly recognized her. Although I couldn't say the same for her. Was she too drunk to remember? Or was she just feigning ignorance? Whatever it was, there was only one way to find out. She stared out the window throughout the ride, I couldn't tell if she was avoiding me or just too thrilled. As soon as the car screeched to a halt at the garage, she pulled at the door but I swiftly locked it before she could step out. “I will be outside.” The driver announced and alighted from the car. She turned and fluttered her lashes at me. D