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195. Tabitha
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2026-06-14 23:00:17
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In My Godfather’s Bed 197. Enzo
Enzo:I had just finished eating when I saw Tabitha’s calls come in. My heart had skipped a beat; every part of me wanted to grab it and hear her voice, but I stopped myself. I was still mad at her, and as much as I loved her, talking to her right now was only going to cause problems for me and was going to make me forget why I was hurt. It was a difficult decision that I battled with over my dinner. I wasn’t sure I was ready to have her in my home. I needed some space from her for a few days. I had already texted Natasha, and she was okay with it. Not my best decision or choice, but she was the only person that I knew and trusted to an extent. And maybe some time with her might change Tabitha’s attitude. I paid the check and tipped. The waiter came by, and his eyes bulged at the figure I wrote, and he hurried away after many bows and thanks.I had about ten minutes or less before he told the rest of his colleagues, and they swarmed me with unwanted service and even brought the chef
In My Godfather’s Bed 196. Tabitha
Tabitha:“Didn’t you hear me the first time?” she asked, turning around and looking at me, her hand still out for the wine bottle. I glared at her, my hands shaking in my lap. “No. I am not giving you any more wine," I said firmly. “We should be thinking about how to save Andrew.” It was taking everything in me not to launch at her. “I know that,” she replied, rolling her eyes, “but I said already, he is going to be fine. So I would suggest that you stop acting like a sore-wort.”She snatched the bottle and poured herself another drink. The TV blared louder with a new show that she was quickly engrossed by, smiling to herself as she pulled hers up closer and cozied with her refilled glass. I wanted to believe that this was a facade, that she was acting this way to hide the worry that she was feeling. She had already told me that she hated Andrew, and I knew why; she also said that she would never kidnap Andrew and that it was beneath her. If that was the truth, why wasn’t she doing
In My Godfather’s Bed 195. Tabitha
Tabitha:“That bitch is infuriating," I mumbled as I dried my hair and pulled on my clothes. The silk dress that was left on my bed fit me perfectly. I looked in the mirror and did a little spin. It was stylish and comfortable. A smile nearly crept onto my face, but I fought it back. I was still mad. She pointed a gun at me as a joke. The drawer was still open, but the gun was no longer there. But the longer I stared at it, the more it felt like it was still there and I could reach out and touch it again. “Yeah. No. I’m glad that it is over.”My phone sat on the bedside table. The screen was silent. There were no texts or calls from Enzo yet. I made a face; I thought that he’d call by now. I picked it up and wrote out a text, my hands shaking slightly as I did. I had seen the way that he had walked out of my office. Was he really mad at me?Just as I hit send, Natasha’s voice came rumbling, nearly making me drop my phone. “What the hell is taking you so long?!” She screamed. I made
In My Godfather’s Bed 194. Tabitha
Tabitha:I stared at it; every alarm in my head was going off. It was really a gun. A real… gun.“M-Maybe… Maybe it is fake. L-Like a prop or decorative piece or something?”I swallowed hard, reached out my hand and touched it. I recoiled almost immediately. The barrel was cold. Ice cold, metallic and hard. I looked at my fingers, watching them shake. I touched… a gun. Was it used to kill someone? My… My fingerprints are on it now. Did that make me a criminal, a suspect? My hands flew to my mouth. “Oh, my…”I reached out to grab it, but I stopped myself. Should… should I wash it? I… I can’t have my fingers on a weapon. Maybe I should… no, that wouldn’t work. That would make things worse. What if I…“Tabitha?” There was a knock at the door and then a soft click as it opened. “What the fuck is taking you so long. The meal is here, and I don’t want your Daddy calling me and asking why I hadn't fed his…”I turned to Natasha, who was standing near the bed, clutching her coat and a refille
In My Godfather’s Bed 193. Enzo
Enzo:“Someone is going to kill me?” I repeated, almost unimpressed and disappointed that he wasted my time. “Yes,” Collin replied, his face stiff, his gun now beside him. “I would suggest that you watch your back and be careful of who you talk to and associate with.”I raised a brow, my eyes traveling from the gun beside him to his face and then back to the gun. “I don’t want to be rude with this ‘oh so important’ information that you have given me,” I replied, trying my best not to sound mocking in such a precarious situation, “but you shot at me while I was trying to head into my car this evening. I have a broken window to prove it.”Collin smiled, picked up the gun and ran a finger along the silver barrel. It was dark, the cloud cover was thick, and it was pouring now, the rain hammering hard against the window, and yet, the silver barrel caught the light there was and seemed to shine. “I know, Mr. Ross. I never removed myself from the equation, so you should watch yourself and
In My Godfather’s Bed 192. Tabitha
Tabitha:“A… A kidney. That’s…”“A lie? A fluke? That no one as wicked and witchy as me could ever care so much about someone to the point of giving them a kidney?” I made a face. It was like she had read me like a book in one glance. She stood up, still in only a pair of red silk panties, and walked to the TV. She opened a cupboard, rummaged for a while and pulled out some papers. I watched her as she stood, looking through them, her hands shaking slightly, before she walked back towards me and shoved them in my hands. "Have a look. I'm a lot of things, but a liar isn't one of them." Her voice was sad, angry. She refused to meet my gaze and headed upstairs. I sat there and looked through all the papers. It was legitimate, written right here in Medical jargon. She did give her father a kidney, and from the looks of it, some bone marrow as well.I flipped another page. It was copies of countless requests sent out to a Miss Hilda Bolden, but they were all unanswered. I couldn't fi
In My Godfather’s Bed 93. Tabitha
Tabitha:I lay in bed, curled, hugging myself tightly. I was trying so hard to remember, but even now, even after so many years, I could still see it, still see Gregory’s face after everything that had happened. He looked different, he sounded different, but it did nothing for me. I could still se
In My Godfather’s Bed 92. Enzo
Enzo:I was pacing in front of the door when Tabitha stormed out. Her face looked pale, and she was out of breath. “Are you alright?” I asked, grabbing her shoulders and looking into her eyes. She looked stunned, unsettled; her body was trembling lightly. “I think I'm okay. I was just shocked, t
In My Godfather’s Bed 91. Tabitha
Tabitha:“Nora!”“Oh my gosh! Tabitha!”I rushed to her bedside and hugged her. Her grip was weak around me, and I could hear her groan in pain slightly, even though she didn’t push me away. “How are you feeling?” I asked, pulling away and looking at her. She looked weak and tired, but the smile o
In My Godfather’s Bed 90. Tabitha
Tabitha:Fuck! He knew! He fucking knew!My heart was racing in my chest. More than once, I had smelled my fingers since he left, and I could smell them: my juices, on the tips of my fingers. He didn’t seem mad, but he was going to be if he found out that I touched myself and the chef saw me. He wa
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