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Mafia's Little Pearl Ninety nine: The end
Jade's pov. Marcel explained to Saint about what had happened and how he had to pretend to work with Matrix in order to kill him. He promised he had never given out any of his information and if at all anything, he had helped save me at the party through Suzy and had called me to warn me the night I thought Suzy died. He said he had come too late and since he was sure that he (Saint) was going to save me, he had saved Suzy. "And the business and route you thrashed?" Saint asked again. I saw he was really trying to understand him because of me and not finish him to the ground. Because the normal Saint would have made Marcel a goner long ago and skipped the whole conversation. I just stood watching the whole thing with my arms together while Saint's men cleared the bodies on the floor. Marcel shook his head. "That wasn't me. That was on Gab. I couldn't put him out to you because we used to be close before you killed him."Saint took a deep breath narrowing his eyes at him. "Gab was
Mafia's Little Pearl Hundred: Epilogue
Jade's pov. "At this point, I could get a rash from you being all over me, yunno." I groaned and Saint nuzzled into me burying his face in my neck. We were naked under the sheets after we'd gone two rounds that late morning and it didn't look like he was letting me go any moment. I felt his smile beneath me and I couldn't help but smile along. He was a clingy man, surprisingly, something I hadn't noticed before and in as much as I complained, I loved it and wished he'd never stop. "All I'm saying is you going to Betty's house can wait a few days. I want you in my arms today." He mumbled like a child. "You said this last week. And the week before. Even yesterday.""One more day won't hurt, would it? Sweetheart?" He asked and then looked at me smiling. He had cut his hair a bit shorter than it used to be so he didn't go around with his man bun any longer because according to him, he had said he wanted to try new things just like I did and if possible, he would dye his hair also. Hi
Mafia's Little Pearl One: An unexpected incident
Jade's POV:I glanced around before crossing over to the other side of the road where the bar I was working at was. I knew he was looking for me, I just knew it. Only the thought of him disgusted me and I hoped silently that none of his men had found me yet. If there was anything I knew about my uncle, it was that he was never going to give up.. not until he found me. The three weeks I had been away from the house was really healthy for me and as soon as I got the job I wanted, I was going to leave the country and never come back again. I walked into the bar, the 'closed' sign still hanging by the window. Everyone looked busier than usual as they went about their activities. I went to change into my work clothes and saw Betty inside. "The red one is here!" Betty shouted making me giggle. "You came just in time."" What's going on?" I asked inquisitive, dropping my bag on the bench and proceeding to remove my top. "Well, they say the owner is in town and he's coming to the bar tod
Mafia's Little Pearl Two: Taken by the boss
Saint's POV:*The day before*The airport was crowded, each person going about their daily activities while the only thing on my mind at the moment was finding where the fuck Tequila was and making sure I made him regret ever crossing me."Do you see them?" I asked one of my men who walked beside me. "Yes boss, over there," he replied signalling to where CJ and the rest of the gang stood. "Anything yet?" I asked CJ as we got into the car. "Nothing. We're still trying to track him". I puffed out some smoke before putting off the cigarette and throwing it out the window. "Let's head to the red bar then." We drove through the back of the bar into the garage leading to the bar basement, somewhere we used as our hideout most times. Getting there, CJ gave me a briefing on the business and how Tequila had ruined things. The more I looked at my shattered hardwork, the more I promised myself I was going to kill him. I gulped down the remaining alcohol and stood up ready to leave. "Let
Mafia's Little Pearl Three: A plan to escape
My uncle might have found me. This rang continuously in my head and traumatic events I didn't want to recall kept on replaying in my head alongside. "No," I muttered shaking my head. I needed to leave this place, I needed to move to somewhere else, I needed to escape and lastly, I needed a plan for it. I just had to come up with it quick enough, I had already promised myself I wasn't going to go back. Ever. It was the early hours of the morning as we left the bar quietly and drove to Saint's house which was where I would be staying starting that moment. I pretty much learnt he was the owner which Betty talked about and I knew I had to put my guard up around him. I was even more shocked when Rex said, "How don't you know Saint Gennaro Guerra, the infamous man and you live here?" And that was when it all clicked. I'd heard lots of stuff about him and let's say none of them were really on the positive scale. His house was quite large and beautiful. I scanned the area as we walked in
Mafia's Little Pearl Four: Back at Hell's hole
I woke up to Saint laying beside me breathing softly. I looked around to see we were back in the room at the bar basement where I'd woken up the previous day. I didn't remember us coming here.Flashbacks from the previous night came flooding in and Saint's little toss on the bed made the sheets rustle. I sighed, feeling the effect of the previous night's alcohol on me.How did I go from trying to run away to ending up in bed with him? I looked over to Saint and ran a hand continuously through his hair admiring how soft it felt. This woke him up and he looked at me, then held my wrist to prevent me from touching his hair again. "What're you doing?" He asked sitting up and taking a glance at the room. "I...I just maybe-" I started before he shot me a displeased look and got out of bed. He wore his vest and trousers. I just didn't know how this man always managed to make me speechless each time. "Get dressed, we're leaving in five," He said and headed towards the door but then stopp
Mafia's Little Pearl Five: Who was this man even?
I broke out in cold sweats as I waited in Saint's car with mixed emotions. What had happened in there? Was Saint hurt? Or was it my uncle? I picked at my cuticles multiple times as I kept on peeking at the gate. A few minutes later, Saint strutted out of the house and towards the car looking as calm as ever. His man bun which had been packed all along had little strands coming to his face. Unmistakably, he had shot my uncle and the fact that I wasn't hearing my uncle's voice any longer might have well sent a message to me that he was probably dead. I felt a mild sense of relief and at the same time, a bittersweet emotion about my uncle. He got into the driver's seat and examined my body for the second time again. "He didn't do it right?" I shook my head slowly at him. "No."And with that, we drove off. I didn't know why I couldn't bring myself to ask him about my uncle but at the same time, it wasn't like I cared that much. At least now, I didn't need to run away or hide any lo
Mafia's Little Pearl Six: A cold house
What was going on today? I opened my eyes and looked at Saint at the same time he looked at me before getting outside the car to check what had hit us. He came back a few minutes later and started the engine without saying another word. Blood rolled down from the side of his head towards his temple and I saw him wipe it off The traffic light turned green and we drove off. From the side mirror, I saw a woman standing, a hat on her head with shades on, both arms folded. I didn't say a word to Saint either as I guessed he also saw her. CJ and the rest were already at the house as we got there. "Take her to the room," Saint said to him, "And put the guys at every corner of the house. Make sure she's safe." CJ signalled Rex to take me to my room which he did while he (CJ) left with Saint. I glanced back in an attempt to see if Saint was doing okay and I couldn't even tell. Betty had already rung my phone a countless number of times and I decided to call her back. "You fucking dis
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- Mafia's Little Pearl Hundred: Epilogue
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- Mafia's Little Pearl Ninety seven: Villa
- Mafia's Little Pearl Ninety six: Alcohol
- Mafia's Little Pearl Ninety five: Matrix 2
- Mafia's Little Pearl Ninety four: Matrix
- Mafia's Little Pearl Ninety three: Where
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