I hope this is not a spoiler, but I’m deeply sorry to announce this chapter as the last chapter of “Her “Mafia CEO” I know, I’m also broken hearted. I will miss those two so much . Thank you all so much for always reading this book, for your patience and for clicking the like buttons. It really meant so much to me >>xoxo. Please stay safe and healthy! Visuals hugs 🫂 and kiss 😘. loving all of you.*************************“Oh No!. This is a disaster” I screamed leaping to my feet from the bed. “What’s that” Miss Diaz asked with less attention on me and more focused on her phone screen.I went straight up to her grumpily replacing her phone with mine.“You should see the headlines of today!” I was almost on top of my voice.The first headline read. “MARIA DIAZ’S SLUT OR PA ?” With obviously an IA generated picture of me kneeling between Miss Diaz thighs and with her hand pulling my hair backwards. Such an obscene image and Miss Diaz is keeping silent, actually there se
“How are you feeling, do you think you want to see him?” Miss Diaz asked with her eyes boring into mine. I had masked all my fears and panic when May called, I had hidden everything I was feeling because I never want her to think I’m not okay. But with Miss Diaz, everything is different. She could clearly see the fright in my eyes.What could my father possible want from me now, the past few years I’ve been fatherless, and I’ve struggled to survive everyday with that in mind as a reminder. I clearly remembered the look in his face the very day my mother drove me out of the house, I remember the look in his face as he stood by the corner and did nothing rather than watch my mother throw out my bags and clothes on the street, asking me to leave her house and proclaiming how dead I am to her. My father stood and did nothing. How could I possibly forgive this betrayal? My heart began to race up again with the thought of seeing him. Our flight was delayed 30minutes before they fi
“All this have been happening I wasn’t aware “ miss Diaz said, with a bitter voice. I couldn’t figure if that was a question to be answered, but if it is I have no answers. “Sidney, the least you could have done was talk to me. I would have understood it in any form you choose to instead of breaking up with me, or rather trying to destroy our relationship” I listened, speechless as I couldn’t find the right words to say. Yes, I have indeed done something very horrid but doing the opposite is signing the death will of the people I love. She and my best friend May. “Evelyn had threatened to harm you and also my best friend, I was so scared. I cried out. She had people spying on her, she had the ball and she was calling the shots and there was nothing I could do than dance to her tune “ I managed to say before the words become to strong and sour to leave my mouth. Miss Diaz moved closer to me, covering the space between us as she wrapped her arms around my waist and pul
I gaze at my phone screen, to see the 6 miss calls from my best friend. May and I haven’t been in touch for a while, well, let’s say since I fucked up the one time chance I had on love. Oh, and since I started working all day, from 7am to 7pm, sometimes it extends to 8, since I’m tasked with delivering the files to Miss Diaz house after the tedious working process . Her method of revenge is quite dreadful. It’s been a week and two days since I last saw her, Each night I ring the door bell with expectation of seeing a glimpse of her face, I left with disposal of such thoughts and cursing myself for conceiving the idea at the first place.I know it’s said, out of sight is out of mind, but honestly it’s working the other way round for me, each day I came here I leave with my heart shattered Into different tiny piece, each night of the past week I cried my self to sleep and drown in my own tears. None of my calls were responded too, nor my emails and texts replied. I’m floati
No matter how much I prayed for a time machine to go back to the past and rewind those moments, those words I had said. Nothing ever happened, the alarm on my phone did a good job at reminding me to stick to reality. This is now my fate, how long will I be hunted by Evelyn’s threats and how much longer do I have to live with this guilt in my heart. Well, as long as I live I guess. I had woken up quite late, credits to the booze. I sighed rushing down the stairs, I spent the rest of the morning arranging and filling out the documents which Miss Diaz asked me too, I was also doing that while on the bus, still wasn’t able to finish it up. I grabbed two cups of hot coffee with cream on my way here and trust me I look quite mad with this cups on my hand running up the stairs, for some unsure reasons the elevator wasn’t responding to me. The whole universe is obviously against me. Yes I deserve all this sufferings. I pushed the door open and drop the cup containing the coffe
Nothing have ever been the same, since I left Miss Diaz office this morning, or rather since I broke her heart as well as mine. Not like I’m expecting her to say anything to me or act indifferent. But this silence is killing me, her method of grieving is a torture to me.It’s been 9 hours and no she haven’t called on me or requests anything not even my assistance in anything. What’s the point of working as her “PA.”I know you’re reading this and saying that I sound very crazy. Well I can’t argue that cause I’m not even making any sense to my own self. What exactly do I expect her to do. I can’t even call my best friend. I can’t talk to anyone without getting them into some sort of trouble. “Woah, that’s a lot going on up there” the long hair guy said, I looked up from my computer to meet Harry’s face an inch away from mine, I stretched out my hands same time restricting the urge of punching his face, not that he did anything wrong but I can’t quite help the drive of punching s