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Chapter Twenty Two {Ronan}
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Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Twenty Three {Ronan}
"This must be the second time you're taking a shower now, Brother" Nikolai snickers at me from where he sat on my bed where Davinia had been two hours ago, sprawled on my bed with a skin so red one would miss it for a strawberry. Just thinking about it makes blood rush to my lower region. Not again.I rub my wet hair dry with a towel before throwing it to his face. He catches it with a smug smile on his face. "I've never seen you this sexually......."he swirls his right hand in the hair like he's thinking deep of the word to complete his sentence." Frustrated" he ends dramatically, wiggling his eyebrows at me."I don't have time for this. What do you want?" I snap at him. He drawls back with his hand on his chest like an heartbroken melodramatic damsel."You do not have time for your little brother but you have time for your young beautiful wife to be that you are unfortunately infatuated with." He says in fake distress. I ignore him as I move towards the balcony. The cold wind jolts
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Twenty Four {Ronan}
A ping sound of my phone with a notification popping up on the screen, It shows a message from one of my boys back at Moscow "Two of our clubs just exploded."What?I make a call to father immediately and he picks it at one ring. "I assume you've seen the news" his groggy voice tells me he just woke up from a nap. "Someone's messing with us son. I know you're with your in laws but something has to be done" He pauses, I hear paper ruffling in the background. "I'll go see for myself. I suggest you wrap the shit up and fly back home" He finishes before cutting the line. My hand grips my phone so hard, I fear it might crack. Andrei walks into the room with a tablet in his hands. "You should see this" He says as he hands the tablet to me. I take it and begin to read the news displayed on it. Two of the Italian mafia owned hotels just exploded, taking hundreds of lives in it, The headline read. Above the headline is the picture of the buildings burnt to the ground. The air leaving my nost
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Twenty Five {Ronan}
There's only one person who can pull such a stunt and expect to go scot free. I glance down at Davinia, she peers her green eyes at me through those glasses. "I too have a hunch" she holds my gaze for a while, her cheeks getting brighter and her lips parts a little. I'm glad I'm not the only one who's affected by our proximity. A knock on her door breaks the moment and we both turn our heads towards the door. "It's Butcher. There is a call for a meeting" A man says from behind the door. Davinia stands up from her seat. She sends me a fleeting glance which makes blood run all the way to my dick. I groan inwardly. She opens the door for the man who calls himself Butcher. He looks like one. Very bulky and tall. One thing amuses me tho, his eyes. His eyes are dead. He's a killer, a cold bloody killer. He eyes meet mine and he calculates for a few seconds in his head if I'm a threat or not. I send him a cold smile, he could be a monster but when his eyes leaves mine and soften when he lo
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Twenty Six {Davinia}
My hands itch, my right foot resting above my left starts to wiggle, I sit beside my uncle facing the capos of the mafia with a face that shows the intent of killing. I am mad. I am fucking mad. Someone wants to ruin the joining of the Italian and Russian mafia but why?"I can just tell it's the Russians at work. It's their style to bomb things" someone speaks from the crowd while every other person in the room make sounds of agreement."They want ownership of our outfit!" another person hollers."We won't let this slide""They go ahead and blow up their places to make us believe it's an accident but I know it isn't"I slam my pen on the desk. Everywhere becomes silent."The news of the explosion just came out. Only those in the dark web know much about. Pray tell, how you knew the Russians also suffered a blow" I ask Marcus, the round chubby, beady eyes capo that made the last statement. His face went pale. My lips curl to a smirk. I untangle my legs as I prop my hands on the desk a
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Twenty Seven {Davinia}
The silence is sickening, every breath he takes will feel like a stab to his heart. I can feel his dread all the way from here, my smile widens. My eyes take to notice every of his moments, the way his eyes would drop and then open like he doesn't want to be caught. The way his left hand keeps shaking like a leaf. His face is pale and beads of sweat form on his fore head. He looks miserable, He probably doesn't know that he has being poisoned. Fool.The room is almost empty. Everyone agreed with my plan. I deceived them into believing that the only reason I want to marry Rolan is just so I can do my findings then ruin him from the inside. They all bought it, including Federico. The ones remaining are Uncle, Federico and myself. I watch from the rim of my glasses how he unconsciously adjusts his collar and pats his chest area as if to enable himself to breathe properly."Is everything alright Rico?" My uncle asks. Turns out I'm not the only one who noticed his discomfort. Federico cle
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Twenty Eight {Davinia}
I need to escape from here now! I can smell it but I can't taste it. I stare at the papers and documents in front of me but I can hardly read shit. It's like they were written in Latin. The secretary of Bocciolo Hotel is here briefing me about the damage cost, fatalities and settlements but everything is saying sounds like a muted cartoon from a television. Focus Davi. I shake my head slightly and try reading the documents again. Damn! Lots of numbers, way too much money. We really did lose a lot, for the sake of Federico's living, I really hope he's not involved in this bombing case.My body is slightly shaking as I grip the papers with so much force It starts to tear at the middle. Now I'm not sure if it's hunger or anger that is swelling in me but I'm about to burst."That will be all Miss Luchesse, your lawyer will be here shortly with your accountant. They will help with the rest." She bows then leaves. I get up immediately and pack the documents into a file. I do not eat before
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Twenty Nine{Ronan}
An eerie silence fills the room and the only thing that alters it is the heavy panting of the fool that kneels in the pool of his own blood. His hands are untied but they lay useless by his sides. Platter sounds accompany his panting as I stalk towards him, I try not to look at my pants cause I already know the state of it. I hate to get messy when I handle situations like this but I have no choice when it comes to traitors like this. He groans in pain when I pull his hanging head up by his blood coated hair. His eyes are fat swollen, they rhyme perfectly with his swollen nose and lips. A job well done by Andrei, my right hand man. "Where are my goods Cisco?" I question the fool beneath me. "Blah blueebleh spulrt spulrt" He could not splutter one meaningful word. I rub the bridge of my nose. "You've ruined his speech, Andrei" I drawl, with frustration lacing my voice. "Now he's useless" "I'll dispose him" Andrei inputs as he paddles his way to meet us. I let go of the fool's head
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Thirty{Ronan}
Silence. Silence. Silence. I sit beside my brother staring at my parents who are trying their terrible best at acting prim and proper. My mother of all people is eating without making a sarcastic comment or toying at my patience. This two people are my saviors and tormentors. Cluttering and clattering of their utensils against their plates make my ears itch. I feel a nudge at my knee below the table, I send Nikolai a look, he eyes me then cocks his left eyebrow tilting his head over mother's direction. I know I'm not the only one who thinks having a peaceful meal with my parents is weird.I hear my phone ping. "Excuse me" I pick my phone from my pocket. A message from Nikolai appears on my phone.'please say something! The silence is killing me!' I switch off my phone before returning it to my pockets. My eyes flicker from the old man to his wife. My dad is very good at acting whereas my mother is hardly getting it together. Her eyes keep fleeting looks to me when she thinks I'm not
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