DOMINIC'S POINT OF VIEWWe walked hand in hand to the fleet of cars parked just outside the mansion, Sabine remained my ever-present source of comfort- she kept me grounded.When I woke up earlier, I felt nothing, heard nothing- the silence in my mind far worse than the quiet, the voices in my mind were completely calm, not even a peep from them- but it made it worse, all I could remember was herMy mother, the way she looked at me as I lashed out at her, the words I had spoken- the most venomous, the most unforgivable, the most heartless.She died thinking, and probably believing I was a monster.She was rightI am a monsterSabine squeezed my palm softly, drawing me from my thoughts as I stared at her, her mango, cinnamon scent in my nostrils, her hair, long to her lower back was curled deeply, the bouncy full locs of hair looking beautiful against her back, as she donned a cute white dress, and heels.She reminded me of one thing, something I never thought I would have, the one thi
DOMINIC'S POINT OF VIEWThe skies suddenly turned dark as the clouds gathered, pregnant with rain, as the wind blew harshly, fanning cold air around us. I removed my suit jacket and wrapped it around my wife, who leaned into me, my body heat protecting her further from the cold, as we stood there, the white casket open to reveal my mother's bodyI noticed one thing about her as she lay in the plush casket- she looked peaceful, her pale white face, her cold to the touch skin, the entirety of her dead self, albeit painful for me to watch, she looked like she was at peace, finally free from this world and the pain it had brought her, finally resting, finally asleep where no one could cause harm to her ever againI leaned closer to her as I whispered into her ears, my wife by my side like an ever-present rock, "I am so sorry for all I said to you, I never meant it, I was foolish, utterly stupid to not have cherished the moments I could have had with you, but your legacy will live on, I wi
DOMINIC'S POINT OF VIEWThe ride was quiet, both of us sitting in silence as the car moved, and I stared out the window, watching as the trees moved by, my hand on my chin as I sat still, deep in thought. Her hands on my chest, drawing me out of my thoughts as I turned to face her, her beautiful grey orbs staring at my obsidian ones"What are you thinking about?" She asked, her voice soft, gentle, caring, as she rubbed my chest up and down in soothing motions."I was just thinking back to my early life, the kind of person I was, especially as a young boy in the orphanage, to the young boy in the foster care system, to the young teen on the streets of Manhattan, fighting for survival every single day, untill I became the young driver and personal guard for Padrino, in Italy. He always said this to me, 'Alessandro, people make you weak, do not care for them, it will always be a burden later on. ' It was funny because his house was in disarray for the longest time before I killed him off
DOMINIC'S POINT OF VIEWThe car stopped at the red and black painted parlor with the words INK boldly written on the huge signboard placed directly in front of the tall building. "Why are we here, Dom?" my wife asked from beside me. I turned to her with a smile on my face as I said, "You'll see," and opened the door, stepped out, and helped her out of the car gently.The rain had stopped already, leaving the skies with a partially dark look as the clouds no longer looked as angry and full of rain. We walked hand in hand - something I had begun to love as she was always holding me, never shy to initiate first touch as her hands were always in mineThe interior of the parlor looked like something in a metal store, albeit elegant, as the red and black design filled everywhere, making the store look like a place for venting out anger, and not for displaying artistic talents.. A man looked over at us, his eyes lingering on my wife in an appreciative gesture before he walked forward, dress
SABINE'S POINT OF VIEWRoberto led us to the VVIP section where my husband would get a tattoo of me. When he had said it, I tried to hide my shock, but failed horribly as my mouth fell open and my eyebrows flew to my head. I had not expected it, not in my wildest imagination would it have crossed my mind that he would do something like that for me.He led me to one of the red plush couches, helping me sit on it as Roberto walked to his tools neatly spread out on the table in front of us"Any idea of an image you want to draw? or you want me to use her as a model for it live and direct?" Roberto asked, a knowing smile on his faceHe must have a death sentence or something, cause why did he keep pushing Dominic like that?My husband chuckled lowly, his eyes on me as he rubbed my cheek affectionately. All of a sudden, he turned abruptly, his hand on his gun as he drew it out, and fired directly at Roberto, the bullet hitting the glass next to his head"Oh shit!" The latter yelled, dropp
SABINE'S POINT OF VIEWHe hissed as Roberto drew on him, the little droplets of blood, as well as the red blotchy skin with painful marks, as the intricate design was made on his chest, his eyes on me as he tried not to close his eyes in pain moments in between. "Almost done, sir," Roberto said, his gaze still on the task at hand, the machine in his expert hands whirring as it worked, its needle pointy and sharp."And, done," He said, wiping off the blood and applying some kind of oil on the fresh tatI walked forward with hesitant steps to look at it, my husband held his hand out to me in encouragement as I approached him."OHH," I gasped as I caught sight of the artistic piece. he had captured the image so perfectly, it made me doubt that he had actually spent hours on that seat drawing it of my husband. The look of my face, my hair in a messy updo, as I, with reckless abandon, laughed at the show I had on at the time, my curls that framed my face at the time, were perfectly execut
SABINE'S POINT OF VIEW"You like it?" I asked him, a hopeful expression on my face as I tried not to wince at the stinging on my shoulder. The words Even in darkness, my light, in English, written in a girly font on them, the red skin around it made it look even more painful than it really was."I love it, amore mio, if you have it, I will always love it, baby," He said, kissing the tattoo gently."Well, glad to see you both like it," She said, her cat eyes on my husband, as she stared at him for a longer time than necessary. "Yes, you may leave now," He said, barely sparing her a glance. The disappointment on her face as her lips drew in a hard line was almost comical, as she packed her things from the side table, her anger making her hit them together as she tried to fit them all in the bag she brought in with her"Cynthia? You really should be careful, it would do you more harm than good to lust after what does not belong to you," I said to her, my eyes narrowed as I thought of th
SABINE'S POINT OF VIEWLATER THAT DAY/ AT NIGHT I woke up to his arm slung around me as he kissed my shoulder tenderly, his featherlight kisses rousing me from a well-deserved nap after he wrung out three orgasms from me earlier"Hmmm," I groaned in pleasure as my skin tingled underneath his soft lips. his lips were soft, they felt like clouds on my skin as he rubbed my belly tenderly."Awake yet?" He asked, his husky voice in my ear as he sucked on the earlobe, tugging and pulling on it before he resumed kissing my shoulders."Stop, I need my rest," I mumbled as I tried to drift off to sleep again. The hard part was not focusing on his soft kisses, caresses, and the feel of his warm breath on my neck, as he spooned meIt felt like a dream, like we were in the cocoon of someone just before the harsh reality of the war we were about to ride into struck us like lightning. Suddenly, his fingers drifted down to the skin bust above my breasts, our naked bodies snug under the covers, as h
DOMINIC'S POINT I cannot breathe. It feels impossible to breathe without her, the world seems to have lost all its color as I realise one truthMy wife has been taken, I have no idea where she could be, and she is pregnant with our child. This is all my fault, if I had not spoken to her the way I did, If I just kept my fucking mouth shut, and had let things flow smoothly, she would still be with me, here, safe in my arms, instead I pushed her into the arms of the one man that wants to do her more harm than good.Walking back to the mansion after making several rounds and still not seeing any trace of my wife, I am met with the disappointed glares of Raohael, Aurora, and Daniel as they stood together, their eyes hard on me.I do not blame them"This is your fault, if you were not such a fucking coward, if you had just for once listened to your wife, and celebrated the good news with her, she would be here right now. I would not have lost my baby, barely two weeks after I finally found
DOMINIC'S POINT OF VIEWI am pregnantHer words hit me like a wave, a fucking heavy one with the impact a tsunami would have on a city as my heart stopped, the smile on my face vanished.I am pregnantHer happy words keeps playing in my mind, like a broken record as I try to put it out, try to imagine that this is some kind of nightmare, some kind of sick joke, but for some reason, I have a feeling it is the truth, that her tone of voice as it was bathed in happiness meant that this was not a game, she is not bluffing, this is realTurning back to face her, my expression closed off. I ask her, my voice low, a haunted ring to it, as I try not to focus on the fear that was rising in me. The thought of being thrown out by Alvarez, not too long after my mother had me, the thought of whose sperm caused my creation, the thought of having a child while Alvarez is on the loose, the fear, the danger, the pain that would come with this development.This is not good news, it is a fucking hazard
SABINE'S POINT OF VIEWThe reality of it hit me square in the face as I stood in the bathroom, my mother and Valeria standing in front of me, while one looks excited, elated, and beyond joyful, the other looks worried, calculative, her expression somewhat closed off as she stares at my belly.Suddenly, the fear grips me tightly, making me shudder as I sit on the stool by the wash basin, resting myself before I faint, as a dizziness washes over me with a swiftness."What is it?" My mother and Vakeria ask, their tone filled with worry as they reach for me, their hands stretched out to rub my back gently, soothing me as I massage my scalp"Nothing, I just feel a mix of emotions right now," I say, fighting the need to suddenly start sobbing in front of them."Oh, honey? you want to talk about it?" My mother says as she massages my scalp instead, placing my hands on my thighs before her palms dig into my hair, softly rubbing it as she massages it tenderly, making the sudden headache disapp
SABINE'S POINT OF VIEWIt feels like I had just been sucker punched in the gut, as I watch the news reels. The words coming out of the mouth of the reporter went over my head as I tried to be delusional, tried to tell myself that the news was false, that this was April Fool's Day, even though we are in May, even though this was too serious to report as fake news.I stand on wobbly legs as I try not to collapse; this was no part of the plan.Alvarez was supposed to suffer for a few days, or weeks, all on our terms, as he suffers humiliation from everyone in the world, as the system we manipulated works in our favour, completely shitting on the fucker's head, untill we had our fill, and had him flown in here, where he would be executed, and I would have his head shipped to Spain, a sigh of warning to the fuckers there that dared to sit on my throne!The video from earlier was still haunting, the truth of it scaring me as I replayed the mirror in my mind. Alvarez was off the grid.Shit!
DOMINIC'S POINT OF VIEWI handed the box to her as she sat on my lap, her eyes wide in shock as she turned to me, her mouth agape"It's ready? So soon," She says as she opens the box, unclapsing the lock, and gasping as she beholds the jewelry set in the box."I told you I can get anything done; all they need is the right motivation. My name usually works well for that."I reply, a smile on my face, as she lifts the diamond-encrusted piece"Place it on me," She says, handing me the jewelry"It looks so good," She says excitedly as the cold jewels rest on her chest, making her shiver involuntarily"It looks beautiful on you, baby." Kissing the back of her neck, I smile against her skin as her usual mango scent fills my nostrils again, reminding me of the delicious scent I am obsessed with.She picks up the bracelet beside it, the thin, dainty jewelry made of pure gold, which will fit perfectly on her wrist, because I already warned that old geezer at the store that it should, or he will
ALVAREZ'S POINT OF VIEWThe van moved smoothly, the tyres gliding against the sandy ground without any hindrance. I sit in thet damn orange jumpsuit, my hands and feet chained as I stared the window, pretending I am not at alert. The three guards in front of me were not my men. I know every single man I hire to work for me, whether someone else gives him the job or not, I am still on top of things.Nothing could get past me."Hang tight, we are going deeper into the desert," The driver says, and I see Antonio look to another one of our men, the latter looked at him, his hand on his gun, as he waited for the signal to go ahead.It is the perfect time; the other vans behind us better be filled with our men as well, or it will be Antonio's head as I chop it off.Suddenly, it felt like time had slowed down, as every atom of the universe shrank, and everything seemed to move too slowly as I watched secretly from the corner of my eyes, waiting for all hell to break loose in this bitch.Afte
ALVAREZ'S POINT OF VIEWA few days ago, I could make any command with a glare. I ruled my kingdom with an iron fist, my word was law, and people feared me. Now, here I am, in a fucking cage filled with rats, little food, and a fucking police officer on watch duty.How has the world changed?Fuck no!I will not be staying here for so long, I will get out of here and make them all pay. Raining down my hell on the world would be one thing I will do, even if I have to die in the process. First, that whore, Maria will get what's coming to her. I will make sure to kill that bitch in the most excruiciating way possible, that will teach her to a lesson on how to be the good dog I trained her to be. Then, that fucking attorney general, his death will be glorious as I hang his dead body after torture, and lots of gunshots, in the front of his house, placing him as a spectacle for the world to see as the pig he really is.The world is evil, the people make up the evil in the world, but here the
ALVAREZ'S POINT OF VIEWThey led me out to another room, the damn interrogation room. A few minutes after I was made to sit on the steel chair, the door to the other end opened again to reveal the last person I thought I would see.The attorney general of the fucking country!The bald-headed man in his early thirties walked to the chair on the other side of the table, his sleek black shit sharp, and pristine as he sat, his icy stare on me as his eyes narrowed. "Sir, these are the files you asked for," Iris says as she hands him a thick folder filled with different documents"I take it these are the documents found in his house?" He asked, his gaze on the documents as he flipped through them."Yes, sir, these are some of them. The rest are being processed as we speak. Our officers are still checking through the house, before it will be officially sealed off," She says, standing at alert by his side"Good," He says before turning to me, a condescending glare on his face. I want to take
ALVAREZ'S POINT OF VIEWI blink rapidly, trying to clear my hazy vision, as the ringing in my ears renders me temporarily deaf. It feels as though I was just waking up from a nightmare that would never end. The feeling of paralysis, as I lay in that damn bed, unable to open my eyes, unable to lift my ficking thumb, unable to move a limb, as every cell in my body felt as though it were on fire. My mouth was dry, numb, and without taste as I tried to feel my tongue.In that moment, the only thing I could truly feel was the pounding of my heart as it felt like it would burst from my chest at any moment from the force with which it beat. "Maria!" I call out, my eyes closed as I try to regain control of my body, it still felt like a fucking sack, unnaturally heavy, and limp as I lost all control of it. The bitch did not answer as I called"Maria!!" I yell again, if she takes longer to come here like the dog she is, I will be cutting something off. She was too slow already, it seemes she n