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253. Tabitha
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In My Godfather’s Bed 253. Tabitha
Tabitha:I was screaming, holding my arm. The room was spinning; my hand was wet with blood, and I couldn’t bear to look at it again. My heart was racing; tears were streaming down my face. Was this how I was going to die? Who could have thought?“It hurts, doesn’t it?” The masked man had moved the table and crouched above me, using the tip of his silver gun to move my blood- and sweat-soaked hair out of my face. “The pain shooting through a person can be clarifying, can’t it? Sometimes, it has a way of jogging back memories that have been buried in the back of your brain. The sensory overload is just… exquisite."Tears flowed down my cheek. My hand clamped down hard over the wound, trying my best to keep myself from bleeding out. “Don’t worry. You won’t die… not yet at least. You know, for someone who this is their first time being shot, you have extraordinary resilience. I’m impressed.”I caught a glimpse of his eyes, and they sharpened with glee as he looked mockingly down at me.
In My Godfather’s Bed 252. Enzo
Enzo:Mark walked in with two other legal team members. I didn’t even offer them a seat before thrusting the document at them. “Look at this. Section 13, clause 3.8.”Mark flipped through the pages and stared at the clause, his eyes not moving as they read the line over and over again. “What sort of clause is this?” he asked, looking at me and then the team and then back at the paper. “Is he hoping that something happens to you?”“I don’t know,” I replied, leaning back in my chair. "That is why I called you and your team here. What do you think I should do?”“Are you serious?” Mark slammed the paper back down on my desk. “It’s obvious, isn’t it? You call him and ask him what the fuck this is and get it removed from the document if you intend to sign.”“So you think that I should sign it? That I should agree to be partners with Mr. Patterson, someone that I despise with every fibre of my being?”One of the legal team members stepped forward. A tall lady with glasses and her hair in
In My Godfather’s Bed 251. Tabitha
Tabitha:For the first time, my eyes weren’t covered, and I could see the hallway. It was beautiful, brightly lit with a luxurious purple carpet that softened people’s footsteps. It smelled amazing too. Every surface had been scrubbed clean, and it shone in the bright light. The masked man walked in front of me, his steps slow but deliberate. He never turned back to look at me, and somehow, that was the scariest thing about it. My heart skipped beats as I followed. The guards were behind me, and I could hear their guns clicking at their sides as they walked. No one said a word; the air was filled with nothing but our footsteps. Suddenly, we turned a corner and entered a room. My jaw dropped as I looked around. The lights were low, the fireplace was burning warmly, crackling lightly and filling the room with another kind of orange glow. It looked just like the room I had been held in when I first came here, but this one had windows and didn’t smell like it hadn’t been used in years
In My Godfather’s Bed 250. Enzo
Enzo:I couldn’t sleep. How could I? After what I read? After everything I read?I buried my head in my hands for the umpteenth time.“What the hell is wrong with you, Vince? What the hell is your problem? Why did you just listen to me?”Fatucci. I knew it. I knew that name was familiar. I had to see him. I had to find time and see him. I slumped backwards in bed, tears running down my face as I looked up at the ceiling. This whole thing was deeper than I thought. How did he even get caught up in this? What enticed him to start any of this?Fatucci lived in Brooklyn. That was going to be at least a two-day trip. I had to get ready immediately. There wasn’t a second left to spare.I was just about to call the number on the paper when my phone buzzed. My heart skipped a beat. There was no attached name. “Collin. Bastard,” I gritted before pressing the green button and putting it on speaker. “Hello, En…”“Where is Tabitha? I want to speak to her right now!”He laughed on the other end
In My Godfather’s Bed 249. Tabitha
Tabitha:I slept better than I had slept in days. The bed was huge and soft. The room was cold, and the sheets felt warmer and softer than anything that I could have ever imagined. A few times, I had woken up, and as soon as I saw the beautiful sky, I would be rocked back to sleep, feeling a kind of peace I never thought could be felt in the den of my kidnappers. By the time I had opened my eyes fully, the sun was already in the sky. There was a knock at my door, and it slowly opened. A maid walked in with a breakfast tray. She managed a small smile at me before she set it down on the bedside table. “The consigliere will be busy today,” she said, as if I had asked, “he said that you should eat and get ready. The Boss would be meeting you today.”My stomach churned. “The… the boss? Why? Did he say why?”She shook her head, still smiling. “Eat and get ready. You wouldn’t want to keep anyone waiting.”She left the room, and the door clicked shut, and I listened as the key turned in t
In My Godfather’s Bed 248. Tabitha
Tabitha:I finished dinner and sat down quietly. My drink was right in front of me, but I couldn’t take a sip. I saw the way the liquid swirled. Maybe it was my imagination, but there was something sparkly in it. Drugs perhaps. Maybe it was the fear making me see things, but I wasn’t going to drink it regardless. “Is everything alright?” Collin asked, on his last few pieces of steak, “You haven’t touched your drink.”I smiled, catching his other hand move on his lap. That was where his gun was. My heart skipped a beat. If there was something inside, he was going to make me drink it. I had to move fast. “I’m fine. I’m just trying to make room.” I was scared, but I almost believed myself. Well, I did indeed have no room for the drink. I reached across the table to grab something and ‘accidentally’ knocked the glass over. The contents spilt on the table and flowed towards me. I didn’t move out of the way fast enough before the orange liquid fell on my lap, wetting the hem of my expens
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 89. Enzo
Enzo:I sat in the waiting room, pacing back and forth, running my hands through my hair. My breathing was shallow and shaky. Tabitha was in one of the wards, and I had still heard nothing from the staff yet. “Fuck,” I groaned, sitting down on one of the benches and burying my face in my hands. Th
In My Godfather’s Bed 88. Tabitha
Tabitha:At the window, I watched Enzo get into the car and drive away. I huffed and slid down to the floor as his car’s hum disappeared. I can’t believe I was staying in his room. My face twisted, and I raised the hem of my shirt to look at my stitches. They still hurt. The pain meds were doing d
In My Godfather’s Bed 87. Tabitha
Tabitha:I lay back in the back of the car, happy to be out of that hell hole. My hands grabbed the hem of my shirt, and Enzo’s eyes met mine, igniting the familiar sting in the back of my hand. I sighed. For the entire ride, I had developed the habit of lifting my shirt to look at the stitches on
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