*Bruno*I sat behind my desk, tossing the lighter in my hands before flicking it on to light up a wrap of cigarettes. I puffed out thick smoke from my mouth. These days I have been in a good mood. My days revolved around coming to the club, running some underground work and receiving reports on them going home.I made sure never to miss any meal prepared by Lucia. She was a really good cook. I assisted her sometimes in the cooking and noticed that she was slowly opening up to me. I cursed myself for not making her my cook on time. A knock on the door brought me back from my reverie. Rave walked in and stood before me."Have you been able to find any trace of him?" I asked and he nodded. Something unusual had happened in the club. One of the henchmen was killed in my club. The thought of it made me angry though it has been a while since it happened. "Black Axe was found in a bar. He is still been watched by our men. We are waiting for your orders," said Rave. The curtain at the side
*Lucia*It took about thirty minutes to give Bruno first aid treatment. I couldn't help but wonder where he got the injury from. Did he get into a fight? But he didn't seem like one who could easily be beaten in a fight. I could feel his eyes on me all through and I stopped myself from looking at him. I didn't want to make mistakes.When he kissed me, it was unexpected. His soft lips met mine and he sucked on my lower lips gently. This wasn't the first time we kissed but everything seemed to stop. Like we were the only ones in the world. He didn't stop and slowly he wrapped his hands around my waist and pulled me closer to himself. I kissed him back with the same intensity. I hated to admit that I enjoyed it. I liked it when he kissed me. And that was when it dawned.Shoot, what was I doing? I scolded myself internally. I pulled back. His hands slowly moved away from my waist. "What do you think you are doing?" I asked him wiping my mouth with my hands. "What does it look like we ju
*Bruno*Lucia stood in front of me in my office in the club. To think she would be standing there was something I had never expected as I always wanted her away from such places, away from men. But there she was. I did not want something different. After our kiss last night, I decided I wanted her to always be around me.Immediately I told her about my plan, the door pushed open and I gritted my teeth in anger when I saw Natasha walking in. Some bad timing she got. I could see the look Lucia gave her like she shouldn't be here. She didn't seem to like her, or was it about the clothes Natasha was wearing?I squinted my brow. She wore a very short red dress which exposed so much skin. Her hair was packed to the side and her face was adorned in heavy makeup. I took a quick peek at Lucia to see her staring intently at Natasha as she walked in. The room seems to become quiet. Natasha's step echoes in the room. She walked steadily towards me. All this while I wondered what went on in Luc
*Lucia*I felt a pang in my chest. Why did it feel so bad to see Bruno with another girl? And she was throwing herself at him while he made no effort to throw her off. And when she referred to me as a not-so-important person, he could stand up for me and defend me. He couldn't shut her up and tell her how important I was to him. Well, maybe I thought too much. Maybe I wasn't really important to him. If I was he should have walked after me.After closing the door behind me, I rested my back on it. Come to think of it. This wasn't the first time I was visiting this club. I tried to distract myself by walking around. My chest still feels tightened. I stood a few feet away from the closed door. I could hear the music resounding from the speakers. Thinking about it made me feel like a fool. Bruno never said he liked me and I of course felt nothing for him so who hugs him doesn't matter. He could go about hugging whoever he wanted. I walked out of the little hallway. There were two men po
*Bruno*It felt nice to always see Lucia with me at the club. I made sure she was with me most of the time. I started to wonder if I made a mistake. Maybe she should have been my secretary. It wasn't too late to make her one but I didn't want to seem like I was ordering her around. We spent a lot of time together, alone. We made out more too. Her defense and resolve grew weaker and weaker with time. She likes me more than she thinks she does though she is too headstrong to admit this. It was time to walk around the club for my usual inspection. I walked out, closing the door behind me. As I walked out I looked around. Taking note of everything in the hallway. When I walked out, I noticed a small crowd gathered. The music was still on but most people seemed more interested in whatever was happening there. And that was the receptionist position.I furrowed my brows.I walked towards the small crowd wanting to know what was going on there. I placed my hands on the shoulders of those in
*Natasha*When I saw Bruno attack a man because of a girl, I knew something wasn't right. This was so unlike him. The Bruno I knew would be quick to fire the girl even if she was in the right. But he was doing the opposite, protecting her. I felt a pang in my chest as I watched him lead her away. The Bruno I saw was one I had never seen before. There was a fierce look in his eyes but when he looked at her his gaze was as calm as the sea. I recognised the girl as the girl I had seen in his office the other day. When I entered the room, I saw the disappointment in Bruno's eyes, as if I shouldn't have been there. Like he didn't want me around. He almost went after her if he wasn't stopped by me. Seeing him protect her today, I knew my assumption was right. He has fallen for her but this was something I couldn't accept. No matter how hard I thought of it.I didn't want him looking at any other woman. I wanted Bruno all to myself. I don't mind having a relationship where we could only
*Lucia*As I watched Bruno leave with Natasha, I felt a thug of pain in my heart. I didn't want him to go. I wanted him to stay. I wanted to speak with him. I am at war with myself. This is a man I should be hating on. This is a man that had bought me. I sigh. He was making it hard for me to hate him. I reflected on what Bruno had done earlier. He had beaten up that old lag. He didn't care if he was a VIP in the club or anything. He didn't care to find out what had happened, who was in the wrong or anything. I had seen him fire some of the staff for their slightest mistake. But he was different when he got to me. I couldn't stop replaying the scene, and couldn't stop revisiting the moment. For a moment, I felt bad about hating him. Maybe he didn't deserve my hate. Or I didn't deserve his kindness.I knew this wasn't the first time Bruno had saved me. This wasn't the first time he had stood up for me. I remember how he saved me from death. Thinking back to that moment, it occurred to
*Bruno*"Am I just a plaything to you?" Lucia asked me. I was shocked at her question. And that was when it clicked. She must have overheard my conversation with Natasha. But I made it clear that wasn't. She pressed her lips together. Though she tried to keep a straight face as if she didn't care about whatever response I was going to give, her eyes gave her away."Did you stay to listen to me after listening to Natasha?" I asked her. I wanted to confirm. She moved her eyes from side to side. "What was the use?" She asked instead of answering. "Is that even important right now? Why can't you just answer me? Is it because she is right? I'm a plaything after all. And here I thought we were friends," she said, trying to look nonchalant. But I knew it was the opposite. And here I was thinking she thought we were lovers or something. "Your silence already says everything," she said, making the move to stand but I held her hand and dragged her back so she would sit back on the chair. "Why a