TAMING THE MAFIA QUEEN

Episode 2                   Anna's POV I flinched out of my memories as tears flow freely from my eyes. Even Anita cried along. I had vowed not to shed tears anymore but right now I just can't control it.   "Anita they took my family from me. They took away everything that I treasured and left me homeless" I cried. She hugged me as I cried profusely on her shoulder.    "Hush. It is okay. It is okay" She sniffed and gently ran her hand through my hair.   Anita was an assassin when I met her. I had met her six years ago when I was still living in the streets as a beggar. She saw how dirty I look, had pity on me and took me in.. Anita introduced me into the world of the assassins. But later she retired and is now married to a retired assassin named Philip Tyson..She is just like an elder sister to me.   I b

 **Episode 4**                  ANNA'S POV    I smiled watching him sprawl on the floor. I could see helplessness in his eyes and that gave me an unexplainable joy. I'm sure this was what he also felt when my family members were helplessly crying and begging for their lives to be spared. I clenched my fist as I tried really hard to put my emotions under control.   "W..who are you?" He asked.   "Tsh..I am Tina of course! The poor girl who saved your miserable life" I scoffed..   "Oh please stop your drama. I know you are not whom you claim to be. so can you stop acting already?" He said still on the floor with blood dripping from his nose and mouth..   "Okay Fine! You are right, I am only acting to be who I am not but you will definitely be shocked when you find out about my real identity" I chuckled an

Nancy's POV A new day has dawned bringing with it dreams and aspirations. I rolled uncomfortably on the bed as I suddenly felt the reflection of the sun rays forcefully making it's way into the room and resting on my face. A loud hiss left my lips as i flipped over to back the sun's reflection, but i could still feel the heat. And angrily, i sat up to behold Andrew. He was standing closed to his wardrobe and fixing up his blue tie. He was already dressed in a black suit, looks like he is getting ready for work. "Hey! Why did you have to open the curtains? Are you blind or what? Can't you see that I am still sleeping?" I fired. " And can't you see that I am dressing up? Why should I care if you are still sleeping? " He snapped and bent down to wear his shoes. I shot daggers at him but decided not to speak further. I won't let him ruin my day. I sat on the bed and quietly watch him do his thing. He ran the comb through his hair and I couldn't ignore the fact that he was indeed han

Peter's POV "I don't give a damn about your opinion! Get the hell outta here and go check if the tires are all okay" I yelled. He quickly opened the door and went out to check the tires. After a while, I heard a strange noise. "Micheal what's wrong?" I asked, worried. "It's nothing sir" He stuttered. I let out a deep sigh of relief. I ran my hand through my hair trying to understand why a stranger would suddenly call me to play such a serious plank on me. As much i tried to see it as a plank, I knew that it was more than that. The caller's voice felt so real, I have to get to the root of this. Michael got into the car, sweating profusely. To my amazement, he pressed a button and the other passenger's door opened. "Why did you open the door" I asked, confused. "Because I asked him to" A lady replied entering into the car. I took a look at my driver who had beads of sweats all over his face and back to the lady who was glaring at me and grinning widely. "Who the hell are you? A

Anita's POV Since I got to know Anna, I have never seen her with any man. Who would try to approach a lady who hardly smiles. And those who dared to approach her always leave trembling. At this rate, I fear that she would ever get married or get to experience love. "Why are you so bent on getting revenge and slowly forgetting about yourself, your future. Don't you have plans of getting married?" I asked. "Married?" Anna repeated in disbelief. " I don't think that would ever happen. You know I hate men, they're all deceivers" She answered nonchalantly. I threw my head back in shock. "I know you've got a bad memories about your past relationship with men but trust me, not all men are the same" She kept quiet with her arms folded around her breast region. "Is this about Andrew?" I asked.. She raised her head. "I don't want to talk about it" "But you have to talk about it! How long are you going to bear this pain alone in you? You can't get healed if you don't cry out all the pa