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230. Tabitha
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2026-07-11 23:47:30
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In My Godfather’s Bed 231. Enzo
Enzo:“No!” My phone went flying across the room. “No, no, no, no, no!”The room began to spin, and my knees gave out from under me. They took her. They actually took her, and I was the cause. I was a fool. Something was off. I knew that something was off, but I didn't do anything. “I was such a fool!”My fists came down hard on the wooden floor, and pain shot through my arm. I didn’t care. They took her. Nothing made sense anymore. The one thing that Vincent asked me to do for him before he died, and I had failed him. “What do we do now?”There was a murmur all around me, whispering voices weaving into my thoughts along with Collin’s twisted voice. If he did anything to her, if he even thought of hurting one frail hair on her head, I was going to make sure I tracked him down and ended him. “Mr. Ross?...”A hand touched my shoulder, but I shrugged it away. The person didn’t leave and was still crouching next to me, watching me. “...What do we do now? Are the Mafia coming here? Wha
In My Godfather’s Bed 230. Tabitha
Tabitha:The fountain pen shook in my hands; tears streamed down my face. I glanced at Collin, who was looking down at me with a sinister smile. “I’m sorry… Enzo… I should have listened.” My voice cracked, and more tears streamed down. “I should have…”“Stop talking.” His voice was shaking, too. “Did they hurt you? Did he hurt you?”“N-No. But he has a gun, and it’s…”“I think that’s enough,” Collin chuckled, pulling the phone away, smiling at me. He put the phone on speaker and plopped down in the empty seat next to me, the gun still pointed at the side of my head. “My requests are simple, Enzo, if you want to see your darling again.”“You animal!” he roared. “Leave her out of this! This is supposed to be between me, you and Vincent!”“Vincent is dead, so I am making his daughter stand in as his proxy,” he replied, looking down at the paper I had been transcribing, and smiled. “She has been very helpful so far. I’m just finding out that she and Vince have a secret language. If all o
In My Godfather’s Bed 229
Enzo:The door was old, with splitters all over it. A few of them scratched my hand as I turned the key in the old lock. I had paid someone to take care of this place. Why did it look so shabby?I flipped the switch, and the lights flickered on. “I guess my money didn’t go to waste after all,” I muttered. The outside was a mess, but the inside was immaculate. Hints of lavender and sandalwood clung to the air. It was probably just cleaned a few days ago. It was just how I remembered it, grand and beautiful with this rustic look that Vincent had become obsessed with over one summer. Gosh, it brought back so many memories.“This is a big house,” Riley said, looking around. “Where are we even going to start?”“The study,” I said, already leading the way up the stairs. It was probably a mess anyway. It was the only part of the house I had instructed cleaners not to clean. I could only imagine what it looked like now. Probably crawling with roaches and rats, and some books might have been
In My Godfather’s Bed 228. Enzo
Enzo:The train soon came to a screeching halt. Finally, we were at Westlean. The sky was already dark, and the familiar stars had already begun dotting the sky. As we stepped out of the train, the clean countryside air filled my lungs. It was so familiar and brought back familiar memories. “So how are we going to get to our destination?” Chase asked, looking around. The only sources of light were the stars and the dim lamps of the train station. “We take a cab,” I answered, heading to the exit. “We have no time to waste.”A shiver rippled down my spine. That assistant had to be part of the Mafia. He was watching us. It was the only thing that explained how fast he vanished. They were watching us; it was expected. I also expected them to attack us as soon as we reached Vincent’s home. We had to be cautious. As soon as he left the station, I felt my mind flooded with memories as soon as I stepped into the Westlean night life. It was beautiful, simple, devoid of the hustle and bustl
In My Godfather’s Bed 227. Enzo
Enzo:The train soon came to a screeching halt. Finally, we were at Westlean. The sky was already dark, and the familiar stars had already begun dotting the sky. As we stepped out of the train, the clean countryside air filled my lungs. It was so familiar and brought back familiar memories. “So how are we going to get to our destination?” Chase asked, looking around. The only sources of light were the stars and the dim lamps of the train station. “We take a cab,” I answered, heading to the exit. “We have no time to waste.”A shiver rippled down my spine. That assistant had to be part of the Mafia. He was watching us. It was the only thing that explained how fast he vanished. They were watching us; it was expected. I also expected them to attack us as soon as we reached Vincent’s home. We had to be cautious. As soon as he left the station, I felt my mind flooded with memories as soon as I stepped into the Westlean night life. It was beautiful, simple, devoid of the hustle and bustl
In My Godfather’s Bed 226. Tabitha
Tabitha:Dinner was quiet… too quiet. My fork floated carefully above the plate, skimming food gently as I tried my best not to break the dangerously delicate silence with the sound of silverware against ceramic. Now and then, I would catch the black gun through the corner of my eye. The feeling that that wasn’t the only one on the table continued to gnaw at me. My body trembled, but I managed to finish my meal. I didn’t even ask for a second helping, but my plate was automatically refilled. “We wouldn’t want you to lose weight, now would we?” Collin said, his voice light. His hands grazed my hair, sending a shiver down my spine. “Just because we are in a gang doesn’t mean we should throw away our manners, right?”There was a stiff murmur around the table. The cheeriness in Collin's voice now had an edge to it that I just couldn’t get rid of. Had it always been there, but I had been the one who chose to ignore it? Enzo was right. Why didn’t I just listen? Without another word, I pi
In My Godfather’s Bed 116.Tabitha
Tabitha:A cold draft of wind blew across my bare backside. I stirred for a moment and then woke up. The room was dark, and the bed was larger than usual. I tried to move, but a deep gnawing pleasurable feeling shot through me, and I fell back down on the soft, silky sheets. No underwear, weak… it
In My Godfather’s Bed 115. Enzo
EnzoI was fuming, but I couldn't resist the way she looked up at me from across my knee. Her skin was soft and supple. I planted a soft kiss on her right cheek and watched her shudder. She looked so fucking beautiful like this. I reach into my pocket, a smirk on my face. I stopped at the shop to
In My Godfather’s Bed 114. Tabitha
Tabitha:I had never had such a boring day in my entire life—sprawled on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling and babbling to Nora and Emily. Nora was in much better spirits. She had just gotten news from Gregory that they had returned his licence. They had decided that it was an error, a false rep
In My Godfather’s Bed 113. Enzo
Enzo:My finger hovered above the keyboard. I wasn’t sure how long I had been frozen in that position: eyes blankly looking at my laptop screen as my fingers floated above the home keys. I was exhausted. I had barely gotten any sleep last night. I couldn’t stop thinking about the casino, about how
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