Leonard and Sandro: Leo and San is how they told...no...I mean ordered me to call them. They owed me their lives. Actually, these two were always friends and partners as well.When I first met them, I had no idea who they were. We, actually met each other in a club and then they told me about their business when they were drunk.They were then attacked by some people sent to kill them but I saved them then I then took them to my apartment because I knew that they were harmless.I locked them in a room and went to my room to sleep. The next morning, both of them were already awake, and in th- my kitchen, making breakfast for themselves.It was funny but I was angry. They both told me that they meant no harm and even thanked me. However, when they saw weapons scattered around my house and easily guessed that I was an assassin.At first, they thought that I was sent to kill them. They even attacked me but failed miserably- that didn't mean that I wasn't hurt. They did hurt me, I was stab
When I returned to the mansion, I was surprised to see the everyone gathered in the living room.They had guests and I couldn't see who it was since the man's back was facing me. I then looked at the men standing, who were most likely the bodyguard of the man who was sitting."She's doing just fine." Enzo replied to the man's question. His eyes then landed on me, "Speaking of her..."That made the man turn his head to see who Enzo was staring at. My eyes widened when I saw Sean with a grin on his face."Sean" I mumbled before making my way towards him. I didn't expect him to be here, not after what? A month. What made him come here though?"Heyy mother fucker!" Sean grinned, ignoring everyone else. Glad to know that I was the only one unaware of his 'visit'Did he come to take me back? Wait, but he said one more month right? Why was he here then? Did they find something regarding Vladimir?Before I could say anything, I was pulled into his arms. He hugged me tightly and whispered, "so
I stared at the small yet beautiful house in front of me. I was at Marissa's Kent house. I came to convince her father to let Blake and Marissa get together.Okay let's be honest, I didn't come here to convince him with sweet words. I came here to convince him with a knife and a gun.If the man was to refuse, I would kill him then Marissa would be free to make her own choices. If the man was to agree which was the wisest decision to make, then it will be for his own good.I knocked on his door and waited for him to open the door. He was supposed to be alone since I came at a time where Marissa was supposed to be working. I found out that she works in a small cafe somewhere around the place.I waited and waited for someone to open the damn door but nobody did so I opened it myself and barged in."Rodrigo Kent" I called his name as I made my way inside. "Anyone here?""Please help!" I heard someone shouting. I quickly rushed towards the sound of the voice and what I saw almost made my e
|Azalea's POV|After brushing my teeth and taking a bath, I went downstairs for breakfast. It was still early, probably around seven in the morning. I doubted that anyone in this house would be up that early.My doubts, however, were confirmed to be wrong when I heard someone singing their heart out in the kitchen. I instantly recognized the voice as that of Blake's. I chuckled before taking slow and quiet steps towards the kitchen. I hid behind the wall and glanced at Blake.He was shaking his ass while cooking something and singing at the same time. I removed my phone and started recording him.I could definitely use this to blackmail him one day."What are you doing?" I jumped at the voice, my phone nearly falling down from my hands. Enzo stood behind me with a smirk on his face. He was literally behind me, so close that my back was making contact with his chest."Look" I pointed at Blake who was dancing and singing. Enzo chuckled...for probably the second time ever since I've met
"Take the guns and shoot. You have a good aim right?" Enzo asked, accelerating the car. The cars behind us were coming at full speed, yet keeping a safe distance between themselves and Enzo's car.My aim was perfect, all right. I nodded before grabbing the gun he handed me. I rolled down my window before removing my hand to shoot the drivers. Once the driver's taken down, the car would be out of control.I stared at the side mirror of the car before firing. I shot the men who were shooting at us. They all fell dead on the spot."You're good." He complimented. He accelerated the car again, going at full speed. "I'm going to turn over so that you can throw this..."He pointed to the backseat. "Look under it and take it out." I did as I was asked. My eyes widened when I saw it. He hid a freaking bazooka under the backseat. Why the hell would he even keep this in this damn car?"For situations like this" he replied as if reading my mind. Did I just say that out loud? Maybe I did. Now was
"Mr De Luca" Enzo turned his head to see who it was, turning me in the process since we were holding hands. I'm sure he did all that so that I don't get lost or...disobey him."Mr and Mrs Costa" Enzo nodded his head in acknowledgement. I watched as the old couple smile, showing their teeth. They were old but certainly didn't look so.Both of them looked as if they were only in their late forties. The woman was short compared to the man who was tall but not taller than Enzo. The two couples who I now knew as Mr and Mrs Costa turned their heads in my direction. Mr Costa owned the biggest liquor industry in the country while his wife was a renowned fashion designer, like my mother. I knew all about them.They have three children, two sons and a daughter. Their twenty four year old daughter was a model while their sons- well one was around twenty six and the other one was still sixteen so he's studying. The twenty six year old one took over the company."And you are?" Mrs Costa asked me