LOGINChapter 86 “The devil’s lapdog in the same hell?” Charles Camden huffed quietly, “What’d you do to piss him off now?” Marco shrugged. He couldn’t see Charle’s face but could imagine the shock written all over it which gave him some sort of satisfaction, “Cleaning your mess, apparently.” “My mess?” Charles chuckled, “I’ve done nothing wrong.” Marco took a deep breath. Alex was smart to make the room pitch dark, giving no leeway to get to the other cage. He didn’t care if he had multiple broken ribs and a few strained organs, nothing would stop him from reaching to the other side to gauge Charles’s eyes out if he had the chance. “You’ve done nothing wrong?!” He scoffed loudly, “We’re all suffering because of your selfish actions!” “Selfish?” Marco heard Charles move, “If being selfish means I’m protecting my family then fine I’ll be selfish.” “Protect.” The aide repeated bitterly, being in captivity with someone as obtuse as his boss’s father-in-l
Chapter 85 Matilda’s gumbo was nothing short of delicious to a point where it almost made her cry, and with a large teaspoon of peanut butter added to it, it was even more sensational. Most people would think it was disgusting in all forms. Well she wasn’t most people. She was pregnant. Rubbing her now protruding belly, Olivia smiled as she finished her lunch and headed on to washing the last batch of red snappers in the kitchen of Matilda’s restaurant which her husband had just caught . For some reason, her hormones had taken very unusual liking to the smell of seafood of any kind. She found herself being more enthralled whenever Theo’s father came down his boat and showed her his catch for the day. Speaking of Theo, she found herself smiling at him more now. He passed a wink as their shoulders brushed in the kitchen, a deliberate attempt to se contact which she was well aware of. He was handsome. Any sane woman would find his charm endearing enough to snag the
Chapter 84 “You know…..” Theo drawled, “You don’t have to act like you’re doing this all alone, Evie.” She ignored his words, deep in her own thoughts as she pondered over how she was going to handle this all. Never in a million years, or months rather, did she ever peg herself to be alone—with a baby, a mafia boss’s baby whilst he scourged the rest of the earth for her. She quickly brushed off a stray tear and took a deep breath. She was tired. Emotionally. All she wanted was to take a nap before she figured out what she was going to do, Theo’s presence should seem reassuring but he was more of a pest than helpful. “I’m doing this alone.” She finally responded as she got up, he followed right after, “You don’t have to act as an interim father.” “But I— “This baby has a father. He’s dead. There’ll never be room for another.” The man simply chuckled and shrugged. It threw her for a loop. He simply shrugged like the words didn’t register in his mind, “
Chapter 83 He ran. He had someone of an exceptional working intuition. And so, he ran. He took the first car he could find, ripping off the license plate as he bolted out of the Maldov estate altogether. He hated himself, he found his resolve stupid for thinking he could outsmart someone like Alex Maldov. He couldn’t stand it. Waiting outside the building whilst Jacob was being questioned. The boss was taking too long, years of being with a man like him and he knew he had a ten minute mark when it came to torturing the men who crossed him. It had been over thirty minutes, and there was still no sign of Jacob’s dead body. He knew then, he’d been compromised and left as quickly as he could. He would be found. He knew this. He wasn’t like Olivia, he was a burly man well on his way to being six feet and six inches, it was impossible to hide in plain sight. He needed to call her—Olivia. It was only a matter of time before she was found too. He was ready to die. It was
Chapter 82 “Eat.” “B-boss?” “Start with the eggs.” “O-0kay.” “How is it?” “It’s….it’s great.” “Good.” Alex nodded, “Now try the bacon. It’s very delicious.” Jacob’s hands trembled as he reached for the platter of delicately carved pork on the platter in front of him, his bloodied hand stained the pristine white plate. Alex snorted, making a mental note to punish the idiot for it later, as it was one of his finest chinas. “How’s the bacon?” He asked. Jacob could only nod. He wasn’t sure what the mafia boss’s intentions were, but the bacon was actually really tasty, savory, from being soaked in molasses. Alex’s smile was tight by the edge. He rose from his side of the table, with a pitcher in hand, and strode towards the fretting Jacob whose head lowered as he prepared for the inevitable. It was surprising, when the mafia boss reached only for his cup to pour him a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. “Drink up
Chapter 81 Marco slammed his fists into the wall as he yelled, “Fuck!!” A mere lapse in judgement. All he had to do was keep the burner safe from the hands of his boss, now a simple trip to the bathroom and he’d forgotten the phone right outside the villa, next to the statue of the white lion he’d always found creepy for some reason. The phone was gone by the he’d realized his mistake. Alex wouldn’t forgive him for this, not even with an explanation as to how he just had his best interest at heart. He needed to get out of this asap, a burner phone only heightened the boss’s suspicions of Olivia getting help from someone in his camp. “Find who has this.” Alex was calm with his words. Marco was smart, he knew a warning when he heard one. “What’s….what’s that boss?” He never faltered, but even with one eye he felt the true claws of fear diving into his mind. Alex shrugged, his nonchalance was a greater evil than his usual cruelty, “I sent her a message.”







