Share
Chapter Thirty One {Ronan}
Related chapters
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Thirty Two{Davinia}
Tonight is the night, the prime minister's wife, Albano Sandra's 50th birthday party. The thing about Mr Albano is his underground work, he's a trustworthy man and keeps to his word but not many knows of his underground dealings. Most of his buildings and company were by the help of my mafia, Vipera but I know very well that we are not the only mafia involved in his success so that means tonight's party will be full of mafia men and women rallying the floor. The theme for the party is a masquerade ball which means everyone is expected to wear a mask. I stare at my reflection in the mirror. I look like shit. The past two nights were spent on trying to figure out the pattern of the bombing, Federico has not made any suspicious move lately neither has any of the capos. I don't want to kill Federico without having a solid reason, I won't disappointing father again. I'm going to need make up tonight, lots of it. I can't even pretend to be energetic tonight, I feel drained, hopefully Rolan
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Thirty Three {Davinia}
Gorgeous, that what it is. Suddenly I don't feel so miserable anymore, every feeling of miserability has been erased for my system because miserable won't look good with this dress. A long transparent blood red robe with black tulle edges, sweeping the ground and underneath it, I'll be wearing a Gothic red velvet and lacy mini jumpsuit with suspender set. My eyes trail away from it to meet with Meth's gleaming eyes. She wiggles her eyebrows at me. "You love it, don't you?" I roll my eyes, trying to hide my smile but failed. "It is lovely" I say to her, hiding the excitement in my voice. She rolls her eyes and begins to pack her materials back into her box. Helena walks into my room, her face beaming like a girl who was just asked to the prom. In her hands is a black box in her, on the black box is one red rose. I eye her suspiciously as she makes her way to my closet. Meth shares a look with me before she leaves my vanity and walks over to where I stood with Helena in front of me
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Thirty Four {Davinia}
The night is just beginning and the realization of tonight begins to set in. I'll be in the midst of a lot of people and I don't really do well in crowds but my training as a mafia don really helped downplay my anxiety around crowds or you can just say I'm very good at pretending. "Hey," I hear Tiana call as she approaches me by my vanity seat. She sees my face in the mirror and she instantly knows the battle I'm having with myself. She holds my shoulder, leaning closer to me with her cheek touching mine. "Remember who you are, Davi" she spoke right into my ear, it resonates in my head. I look back at her in the mirror, she also looks terrible but where I tried to mask it with makeup she prefers to go natural and use it to her advantage of being ruthless and unstoppable. My mind clips on to the sentence she whispered into my ear and I nod firmly, feeling my mood lift a little. "Anything?" I ask, purposely breaking the moment between us. She eyes me carefully and her eyes squint like
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Thirty Five{Ronan}
Her beauty strikes me like a bullet. I'm a man of stealth and tranquil but every glance at her makes me lose those two qualities. Walking into the room to see her clock a gun at her sister shouldn't be so enticing but damn, that is fire. Whoever picked that dress for her, needs a raise in their allowance cause it fits perfectly like a glove and the color is what I've always loved to see on her, the color red. Later tonight, I'm planning to make the color of the dress rhyme with her skin. A sly smile stretches my lips as I watch her grab her clutch purse and struts over to me at the entrance of her room. Her tanned long legs look perfect in those heels, and just how I wanted, it snagged on her flesh. This night will be pretty tormenting for me, if I do say so myself."Davi," Tiana calls and we both turn our heads. Tiana scowls at me and I wink back at her. Davinia eyes the both of us suspiciously."What's the problem, Tiana?" She questions softly. She doesn't seem to to act tough with
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Thirty Six{Ronan}
The drive continues smoothly with her constantly checking her phone and still swirling her glass of wine. I know this cause I've been throwing glances every now and then. It's been silent since we spoke about the Federico thing and I am not a talkative but there's this sudden urge to hear her speak. The sensuality in her voice when she speaks even when she doesn't try makes me comfortable, the way her tone varies depending on her attitude and still sound condescending and at same time humbling is so much appealing to me and there's the way she stares at me when she talks, that look of want, threat, mischief and wonder, all in one does thing I'm not ready to agree with in my body. "You haven't taken a sip from your wine" I mention dryly, feigning indifference. She looks up at me and I realize I'm forgetting something. "I believe the theme for tonight's party is a masquerade ball" I pull a rectangular box from my tux and open it. In it are matching gold mask which covers half of the fa
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Thirty Seven{Davinia}
The melodious, classical waltz music welcomes us into the large spherical shaped hall aligned with rows of crystal chandeliers shimmering on the marble flooring. I look up to gaze at Ronan who grins back at me. He leads me forward into the hall occupied with people dressed in fancy dresses and tuxes with different beautiful masks. T Long tables with chairs situated at each opposite sides of the hall with different blue silver candle bars displayed on it. There is enough space in the middle for people to mingle and showcase their dresses. Chatters and clinging of wine glasses fill the air as ladies and gentlemen talk in groups while some are seated on the sofas beside the drapes, clinging wine glasses with each other. "I would like you to meet my parents." Ronan mentions and I nod slowly. We walk in sync with one another over to a couple with matching silver masks. The man, dressed in navy blue tux and black pants whispers something to the ear of the woman, dressed in silver no bac
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Thirty Eight {Davinia}
A pretty thing, I won't lie. But just like I said, a pretty "Thing". She's like an empty can, painted with beautiful colors. Her voice sounds exactly like an empty can when it meets the floor. She has been yapping non stop right after I introduced myself as Ronan's date and politely asked her to discard her hand that was wrapped around Ronan's arm. She of course obeyed but for some reason I dislike it, now I have no reason to punish her. Well, if she continues with this yapping, someone will have to shut her up and I will be more than happy to do so."My yatch is so amazing, you have to come and watch the sea with me sometime, you'll love it" She squeals with a bright smile on her face which I immediately remove with just a sentence."He won't be able to do so, Ronan here gets sea sick." I say without flavor. Her face becomes red all over, almost matching the red one eyed mask she wore "How would you know?" She tries to sound mature and unbothered but fails terribly. I smile sweetly
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Thirty Nine{Davinia}
Fucking Rico! I'm seriously going to fuck him up. Especially for making me go through this stress, like I've not had enough of it. I track his location with my phone as I follow it up the stairs. It leads to the rooftop where I see Rico, curled up like a ball on the floor. I rush over to him, he groans in pain as I pull him up to his feet. "Run" He mutters weakly. My eyebrows furrow."What?"The sound of a gun clicks and in a flash, I remove my dagger from my garter and fling it at the person behind me. My hands pull Rico fully to his feet and I push him away from me. "leave. Will deal with you later" my voice sounds weak, I do feel weak. I must have really overworked myself this time. Rico leaps away from me and escapes through the back door. I turn to face the fucker behind me. It's the same waiter, he still has the mask covering his face but his sleeves are folded up to his elbow and I can now clearly see the tattoo on his left hand.His left hand wraps around the gun in his hand i
Latest chapter
- Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Seventy Eight {Davinia}
- Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Seventy Seven{Davinia}
- Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Seventy Six{Davinia}
- Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Seventy Five {Davinia}
- Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Seventy Four{Davinia}
- Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Seventy Three {Davinia}
- Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Seventy Two {Davinia}
- Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Seventy One {Rolan}
- Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Seventy {Davinia}
