Melissa's POV
"Err… I am—"
Unwaveringly, the man interrupted with another round of lectures. But this time, it was extremely malicious and imprudence. "I understand if this is your first time driving but always attach that L-tags at the plates so that we can forgive you of your incompetency."
He shook his head with sarcasm and a light smile mended his broad oval face.
I was speechless, completely. Those patches of gray hair on him made him look oldie and I respect that about him. But this smile and those wrinkles along the lane of his huge smile were irritating me badly.
I released another breath and scratched twice my temple. A wave of anger bubbles inside of me and I flamed at his orbs angrily. Those looks of mine were enough to make a virile man peed but then, I called my demonic aura back to normal and smiled at him lovingly.
I understood that he was aggrieved but why would he insult me?
"Ha...Papa, I was carried away." I smiled angelically, then, blazed at him seriously within a blink of an eye, "I will call this even since you hit my car." I waved at him and speed off.
However, I haven't moved an inch when his machismo hand punched on the door heavily again. "Hey! Not done with you, kid!"
A wave of anger speeds across this nurturing angelic heart of mine and in a twirl of time, it awoke the sleeping demoness that I've been suppressing. A devilish smile braced my face to the fullest.
From the edge corner of my eyes, I scowled around to see if there were CCTV installations around. The one I spotted was damaged.
This would be fun! This was the reason he hit my car and yet, refused to let me off.
My demoness whined a hungry cry.
_________Donald's POVAs usual, the highway was busy during the weekends. Aside from all those obsessed personalities I have, it's one of my routines to visit the Saint Angeles Orphanage Home every weekend. And always, I visit there like a perfect gentleman and a role model for those kids to look up to. —They need to be trained responsibly at this early stage in order not to become those scumbags who become burdens to the Mafia, like me to wipe off.
I relaxed leisurely while the cool music was calming my psychic brain.
The little time I got to rest was during those dozing moments in the car. Lots of activities made me work constantly like a clock.
"Boss Don, the emails for this week are completed. Just your permission, I will decline any mails coming in." Frisco, my hand-man informed me of the job ahead of me this week.
As the Ordained Mafia UnderBoss of Mexico City, I usually take seven jobs on mine weekly while I distribute the others to my Shark Mafias despite my private life activity. Hence, perfect cleaning of scumbags was a routine of mine that I enjoyed immensely.
Some scumbags need to be dealt with and cleared off from the earth's surface. Fortunately, I became the Shark Mafia UnderBoss for Mexico City at an early age under the regime of my father who was the Lord and winged to four Continents. But have his settlement in Italy.
"Those motherf*ckers you slaughtered previously were the mobs from Trivia Enterprise," Frisco informed me of the last operation I cleaned.
I have that cringe feeling about Trivia Enterprise. So be it, my research was right and those motherf*ckers had been in my dungeon for 3 weeks.
"That scumbag confessed at the smell of death," Frisco added and a wicked smile emerged from his devilish face.
Who was that scumbag not to fear death when death kept knocking at his door? The head of those mobs had proven his loyalty to Trivia's group for 3 damn weeks of torments. He couldn't spit the truths, unlike his feeble subordinates who had confessed after a week of torture.
That man freaked me out for occupying my jail for that lengthy time. I haven't kept one in custody for such a time before they yield to my torture.
He sure was now vulnerable to withstand the tortures.
That was fun. Trivia, the 2nd competent and infamous Company was now in my grasp!
What a day to start with! This good news has immensely lightened up my day. —I've once affirmed on my first glance at the Dawning Sun that today would be a great day for me!
Oh yes! This day started with this f*cking good news!
"Have you taken care of him?" A dark husked voice that belongs to no other man but me rang through the car which my assistant responded to in a flick of time.
"Clean and clear, Boss. Finally, we get hold of the Trivia group." He curved up his lips into a more devious smile.
I was very contended within but I have to act cozy and make my manliness mystifyingly dominant.
Suddenly, My frame wiggled back then front but held in place with the seatbelt.
"Oops! What the f*ck are you driving?!" I croaked out.
"I'm sorry, Boss. I horned the car but seems that the driver is a Learner. He refused to speed on after the warning light turned green." He said, after notoriously hitting the man's car.
"I will cut your dense head off if my car has a scratch." A wave of anger superseded the contentment I once felt and that free happiness faded off.
"I sure will... Just go take care of it!" I hushed out commandingly.
Other cars have started bypassing. If not for those bombs on the highway, the speed of cars would have crushed my car down.
Who the hell drives that insanely? My property I cherish!
From a white Lexus, an average young lady stepped out, she had a black shade fitted to her angelic face. Dressing in a black trench coat, her fairly glowing skin radiated with the glossy sun and some undefined mystiques surrounded her.
A pompous smile emerged from her face as she tugged her strand hair behind her hair, I relaxed to sit leisurely and confined myself entirely to that beautiful scenic I've not seen in a while.
I was so intoxicated by her glamorous but dangerous aura.
"She is Perfect!"
"And Natural!"/Melissa's POV/Doctor John led me into his office. I've become so frail. Instead of sitting opposite his desk, I stood by the window, staring into the distance."I acknowledge the fact that you know Mr Don's family and your report tells how loving you are towards children." Dr John said, referring to Stacy, "However, this is your health. Ms. Melissa, we need to talk about your treatment. It's crucial for your well-being." He added.I sighed, but still indifferent. "I don't want to go through more treatments, Doctor. I'm tired." My voice frosty out, still processing what had happened outside.Dr John flipped through the file on the table, my file to be precise. Having confirmed the time I had spent on chemo, he stared at me through his portable round eyeglasses."I understand it's difficult, but this is your best chance at prolonging your life. You need to continue this treatment." "No!" I declined, "Doctor, I've been through so much already. The side effects are unbearable. I can't d
/Melissa's POV/ My face shrunk as Stacy ranted nonstop. Thick sweats mingled with her unsteady breaths as she unfolded her fear to me. "It's ok, Stacy. Breathe in and out slowly." I urged her. I have never seen Stacy appear this vulnerable in my presence. She always held up her head and stood strong all the time. Little did I know she could be this weak and timid. She crashed into the nearby chair. One of her hands was shaking vigorously which she held in place with the other hand yet both hands kept shaking vehemently against her thighs. Meanwhile, Sister Jane still hugged Kiera while I sat quietly beside Stacy, trying all my efforts to console her. Silence was all I felt, I was confused and did not know where to start consoling her. "I thought Ezio was his only brother. So you guys have twin siblings?" "He didn't tell you?" She muffled quietly, making me doubt if she had spoken. "Tell me what?" I replied in her tone. I just want to sound more sympathetic. "I wasn't related
Melissa's POVLater in the evening, I left for the hospital. I shouldn't have told the doctor about my fear. I shouldn't have told him I don't want my family to involve. But how could I have kept it from my family?It has been 2 months since I was diagnosed with stage 4 blood cancer back in Germany. The exact illness that took my mom's life. My mom didn't make it alive despite treatments and surgeries. How would I make it? I already give it up since the doctor said I have a few months left but I should do well and come for treatment because of pain. What pain was much more than lying on the sickbed while counting your days slipping out of you every single minute? Instead of yielding to treatments, I'd want to endure the pain out here in the world while I make the little time I have left worth living.I decided to do those things I didn't have the chance to do. Wasn't it pathetic that I wasn't as lucky as my Mom? She was fortunate to die in the arms of her lover.Since I couldn't hav
Melissa's POV I crept my way to the library as I couldn't keep mingling with Donald's breath in the class. Yet, it was so pity I couldn't escape from him as I have thought. His sudden presence in the library startled me. My breath reversed as he approach me with intent. I flinched, wishing to disappear into the book I was reading. A huge gasp of breath escaped from my lung as he paused on his steps abruptly, however, I haven't normalized when his hand swing off the book from my hands. I became stupefied. My eyes connected with his dazzling eyes. They pierce at me like a dreadful monster. I didn't snatch out of his spell easily until he disappeared from the library. I creased my brows as I felt the mixture of sadness and joy in me as of the moment his presence was no longer felt. —I was joyous because I got to see him and his presence there tells me he came for me. However, I was sad that he left too quickly and I couldn't do anything to stop him. As soon as I realized I have miss
Donald's POV"Don't mutter it...! Don't even think of it," Stacy said, her eyes glowing with pleads. "I vow to capture him. Please count it on me...huh!" She added."Am I gonna sit and watch him as he expands his zone? It was just two weeks since I dispatched him." I replied, making Stacy speechless.Definitely, he was sent as a spy to the Shark Wing. Unfortunately, Alessandro took the bait just like I did... now, I'm regretting it. I grieved more. The most soothing aspect of my operations was the collection of my victim's database. For each of my victims, I access their database through their electronic gadgets. Their database in my grasp made me feel this special kind of joy as their conqueror and with that, I could make such victims my puppet whenever I want... especially if they got out of my den unharmed.Frisco had done the same with Melissa when I haven't used it against her. How dare he?"That scumbag got the gut to use my trick against me. I trusted him...! I trusted him so
Donald's POVI strolled through the shelves of books in the Library while sneaking my eyes to search for Melissa. I close my eyes briefly and my body shivered to respond to the earthy floral scent that suddenly stuck in my nostrils. It made my steps pause and awakened me in a way I couldn't fathom. Quickly, I sneaked my eyes through the stack of books on the shelf intending to catch sight of Melissa secretly.Feeling her warm scent nearer, I wander my feet to the next shelf. My attempt to see her was futile. My steps took a very slow pace as my finger rode through those books as though I was checking for my favorite book. Just like she sneaked out of my embrace, she also cowered out of my sight as soon as the free period started. Ever since I have been stalking her. I couldn't believe I stalk her until I got stuck in this murky place where I hate to stay the most. The smell of books was too toxic and unpleasant to me. I wonder why students found these dense books lodge a pleasant pl