Ana's POV.It’s been two days since Nikolei's visit, and I was finally starting to feel like myself again. I was seated on the couch, scrolling through my phone, when it suddenly rang. I smiled as I saw Isabel's name flashing on the screen."Hey, girl!" Isabel said as I answered the call."I'm so glad I called you. I was just passing by and I have some amazing vegetables that I just can't wait to cook. But I need your help!"I rolled my eyes good-naturedly. "What do you need my help with, Isabel?""Well, Massimo's being a bit of a handful in the kitchen, and I need someone to help me tame him," Isabel said with a laugh. "Plus, I could use an extra pair of hands. It'll be fun, I promise!"I hesitated for a moment, but Isabel's enthusiasm was intriguing. "Okay, fine. But just for a little while, and don't expect me to do all the work."Isabel squealed in delight. "Yay! I'll be right there. Oh, and Ana?" "Yeah?""Don't try to sneak away. I'll come find you," Isabel warned, and I could a
Massimo’s POV. “…What the hell do you mean by that?” I asked, holding the phone steady on my ear. “Boss, I’m trying to tell you that everything happening now hasn’t been following our plan. I’m trying the best I can to convince the driver to be here as fast as he could. I wouldn’t be here till now, please give me some more time.” He pleaded. “Marcello, I’ll try to call you in less than an hour, you’ll have to wait and let me have some time with my right hand man. Rome would be here in less than…” the door opened and Romeo entered, I was shocked because he came in so fast and I didn’t detect he would be the one standing as he did. I exhaled and calmed my nerves and continued with the call right away. “…okay Marcell, I’ll call you back, he’s already here, make sure you guys get the package across the border and try to get in touch with me from time to time.” I hung up and turned to Rome as he walked up to me while I whispered. “I think there’s going to be a glitch somewhere.” Rome
Massimo’s POV. “Hello, Massimo…” I heard a voice finally after a while and I quickly recognized it. It was the voice of one of our arc rivals, characterized by his deepened and cracky bass voice. I exhaled and held the phone still, before turning to Rome and then to the prisoner who smiled at me from the ground. “Viktor, we meet again in yet another funny encounter, isn’t it?” He chuckled. “I don’t think it’s always the right context to use, you aren’t supposed to call such an encounter, ‘funny,’ it should be more intriguing, maybe ‘Divine,’ How’s your dear wife, Ana? Has she taken a warm bath already?” He asked. “Ana? I think she’s having one of the finest meals right now, and one more thing, she sends her regards too,” I replied in a sneer while he sighed. “Hmm, I don’t think you’re going to like the news I’ll be breaking now, the corpses of your men are so much here and trust me, you’ll see them, I’ve got your handle and I’ll have them forwarded to you right away. And as for M
Ana’s POV.“Dad, don’t bother yourself, I’ll be alright,” I sounded so childish on the phone as I spoke to my dad that morning. He felt so bothered and decided to speak to me immediately I woke up from sleep. “Daughter, you’ll have to be very careful, i'm quite aware the marriage has an essence, but at the same time, you’ll have to make it look as real as possible. The alliance shouldn’t be what it’s going to be centered on and as you know, the contract should span for at least a year before you can think of filing a divorce against him, maybe you could even grow to love him…”“Dad, that’s not happening, he isn’t the kind of person I’ll end up loving, Dad you’ve got to see the way he parades himself like a god in this premises, honestly I don’t like him that much, I’m not saying I hate him though, the love isn’t there, we’ll just have to act and play our roles as we’ve already agreed.” “Listen to me little princess, you’ve got to understand that I’m always watching after you, you’re
Massimo’s POV. I never thought He’ll be that fast. It happened like a dream to me and I felt maybe he would demand a ransom for Marcello but he didn’t.I grew so cold, staring at the phone and watching my man being butchered part by part like a meat to be sold in the market. Nothing broke me more than acknowledging the fact that he sent it to my sister first, maybe he knew it would break her so much because she was closer to Marcello than any of the men around here. I collected the phone from her and stared directly at Viktor. I observed my hands were shaking, slightly though, while I stared. Ana at this time held Isa while she cried bitterly. I breathed heavily and smiled at him. “You actually meant it, Viktor,” I said. From the phone Viktor held a knife and flapped it on the table beside him and sat. “Well, well, well. You think it’s all a joke right?! I told you I was going to deliver a present to you in a couple of hours and…” “Viktor, you didn’t specify the time when we talk
Massimo’s POV. I was so elated after such an encounter. It’s been a while since I had such pleasurable sex. I held her on me while she laid on my chest and picked the hairs there. She looked so relaxed and I hoped she was now settled with the uncommon hatred she had for me right from the very day I stepped foot in Russia. “Massimo,” She called and turned to me. Her eyes were so beautiful and I could feel the connection between us right away. It wasn’t the old me, I felt so relaxed and changed. “Yes,” I replied, smiling back. “Don’t you think maybe we should hang out together?” “What? Hang out? Ana, you just got rescued from the hands of some deadly kidnappers and I wouldn't want you to be taken again, maybe they could be planning something more dangerous.” I replied, my voice strong and affirmative. I was so surprised she actually talked about something like that. She would be in danger and maybe Viktor may have her butchered, just like he just did to Marcello. “Come on, you’re
Masimo’s POV“Come on Rome, we’re already late, you know the governor doesn’t like us to keep him waiting,” I carried the bag containing my documents as I called on Romeo who still had a lump of meat in his mouth. Vanessa prepared the chicken source for me and right then, walked up to me. Her eyes were glued to mine, her both hands folded while tilting her head, slightly. “Massimo, you said you were going to speak to Isabel about the new phone, and yet you haven’t even done anything about it.” She gazed at me intently, her eyes narrowing slightly. “Come on Vanessa, you and I know Isabel is capable of giving herself a better phone and in a hundred-fold, why would she keep on depending on me for this? I told her the other day that I’ll get back to her, but I came home late, I forgot about it, and you know, Marcello’s death hit me so hard.” My eyes flashed with defensiveness. I crossed my arms and stared back as she lashed at me. “Brother, she’s just 20 years old and you know it, you
Massimo’s POV. “I warned you about this, boss, and that was exactly what I felt, I knew he was going to ask for something in return, now see…” Rome said, as he accompanied me back to the vehicle. The meeting with the governor was such an intense one. I wasn’t ready to dwell on It. This was someone whom I thought would have my back because I was among the people who had him installed into that seat even though he wasn’t aware of it. “Rome, don’t worry, I’ll handle it my way,” I replied as I entered the vehicle and sat. My countenance was down and I felt like driving back home to have some sleep already because the meeting didn’t go as planned. “Boss, you heard what he said, he is going to make sure he gets you down if you don’t do as he says and trust me, if you don’t, you’ll be a long lasting enemy to him, we should have involved Mr. Volkov, at least he already has an alliance with us through his daughter, your wife!” “Rome, just keep your mouth shut and let’s head back home, we h
Massimo’s POV. I was trying to go through the files Rosalia had dropped last night. There were so many and I was trying to make things look so easy for me. I had a phone call at the moment and at the time, I was so confused and trying to get a hold of the phone. I tried to make sure that I didn’t take the phone call when I felt biased. I stood at the balcony and tried to have a clearer view of the premises before I answered the phone. “Hello, who is this?” I inquired as I had a sip from the glass in my hands. “Massimo, I’ve been trying to call you for some time now, where have you been all this while?” The voice echoed. I was trying to have a sensation of something. It was a very serious and traumatizing sight for me to behold. “Hello, Massimo, what is the meaning of this? Why aren’t you answering me? Been trying to reach you for a while. You hadn’t got back to me,” I tried to listen to the voice again but at the moment, I had just one person in my mind. I exhaled and nodded befo
Ana’s POV. I couldn’t believe Rosalia would be in my life again. The last time we met was at the birthday party of Massimo’s friend. I felt a pang of guilt for not dealing with her mercilessly when I had the chance, maybe she’d be dead by now. I wandered in my room for a few minutes after taking lunch before I realized my phone beep. It was definitely going to be a message from Massimo and I knew for a fact that he’d be coming home late as he stated earlier. I rushed to the bed where it laid and picked it up. My mind raced with a number of thoughts on who the caller was. I picked up the phone and boom… “what the actual hell?” I mumbled as I stared at the screen of my phone and just then I realized that it stopped. I couldn’t pick up at all because I felt so scared of the Governor and his men. “My lady,” I heard his voice call out from the rear of the balcony. “Marco?!” I called. “I think it’s high time I’ll have to speak with you concerning this,” I muttered, feeling a pang of gui
Massimo’s POV. I sat in my office, the dim light casting weird shadows on the walls. I held a glass of whisky, watching the liquid swirl around. My mind was stuck on the deal with Adolphus and the CNC. And then there was Rosalia, my ex. The thought of working with her made me super uncomfortable. I took a sip of the whisky, feeling it burn my throat. I needed a plan to get out of this deal or limit her involvement. But every idea I came up with seemed flawed.Just as I was deep in thought, I heard a knock on the door. My instincts immediately went on high alert, and I turned towards the door, my eyes narrowing. ‘Who could it be?’ I wasn't expecting anyone.The door opened, and a figure stepped in. I relaxed slightly as I saw it was Rome. My tension eased, and I felt a sense of relief wash over me."Rome!" I exclaimed, setting my glass down and staring at him. We embraced and a warm smile spread across my face."How are you?" I asked, stepping back to examine him.Rome smiled, his ey
Massimo’s POV. My office was cold. The air conditioner was already turned on and had lasted for the past one hour. My phone was pressed to my ear as I wrapped up the call. Suddenly, Marco opened the door and whispered. "Massimo, you have a visitor." I raised an eyebrow, annoyed at the interruption. Marco had accompanied me to work today since Rome was still recovering.I quickly ended the call and shook my head in an awkward gesture towards Marco. "What's going on?" I asked, trying to hide my irritation.Marco looked apologetic. "Sorry, boss. But I think this visitor is important. He attended the DLC meeting last year and had a significant impact on our discussions."My curiosity piqued, I leaned back in my chair. "What's so special about him?" I asked.Marco's expression turned serious. "I think you should meet him, boss. He might be able to help us with some... issues we're facing."I nodded, intrigued. "Alright, bring him in."Marco nodded and stepped out of the room. I took a s
Massimo’s POV. I sat behind my desk, my eyes locked on Domenico as I decided on the invitation from the counselor. I needed to know where he stood, whether he was with or against me. "Domenico, I want to make one thing clear," I said, my voice firm. "I need your loyalty. I need to know you're with me on this."Domenico nodded, his expression serious and sour. "Massimo, you know I'm with you. I've always been loyal to the family."I leaned back in my chair, my eyes narrowing. "Good. Because I have reasons to believe that there are those within our organization who would seek to undermine me. And I need to know that I can trust you."Domenico's face remained impassive, but I could see the hint of a question in his eyes. "What do you need to know, Massimo?" he asked.I leaned forward, my elbows on the desk. "I want to know about the recent shipment of drugs from the Mexicans. Have you received the records yet?" I asked. My voice is shrill and determined. I was so desperate for an inv
Ana’s POV.I sat in my room, staring at the fruits Martha had brought me. I usually love snacking on them, but today, I just couldn't seem to have an appetite. I picked up a slice of apple, but it felt heavy in my hand. I tried to take a bite, but the thought of eating made my stomach turn.I put the fruit down and stood up, trying to shake off the feeling. Maybe some fresh air would help. I took a few steps, but my legs felt like jelly. I stumbled, and my hands started shaking. My face felt cold. I looked down at my hands, and they were trembling like leaves.‘What's wrong with me?’I thought. I'm not sick. I'm just stressed, maybe. But why am I feeling like this? I tried to take a few more steps, but my legs wouldn't cooperate. I felt like I was going to collapse.‘Come on Ana, think.’ I muttered to myself, trying to make sense of what was happening. The recent killings and kidnappings had been weighing heavily on my mind. The tension between the Cosa Nostra and the other Mafia gro
Massimo’s POVBeing intrigued by the meeting was my thing. I stood at the bar and tried to adjust the collar of my dress as I heard the phone on the bed ring out loud. I wasn’t hesitant to take the call since I knew what awaited me for the day. “Massimo,” I heard Isabel’s Voice as she called me downstairs. “What is the problem,” I replied as I quickly walked down to the window and peeped through to see the white Mercedes which was parked just in front of the gate. It was so surprising to see the flag and logo of the New York State boldly stamped on the bonnet. “Who the hell is that?” I inquired. Isabel’s voice turned shrill and I could feel the tension in me as she continued. My heart raced right away. “I think it has to be someone from the government house, maybe.” “And maybe that could be Baize, I was just trying to imagine the governor with me in the same room in the meeting and just now I’m seeing his party…” ‘Knock, Knock!’ That was the sound on my door. I tightened the lac
Ana’s POV. I was trying to catch a glimpse of what he was actually trying to do as he raised my legs up. I tried as much as possible to bear the pain from the doggy sex as he lashed so hard.“Come on, what’s happening? You’re not even moaning at all, this ain’t the real you, Ana, something’s wrong somewhere.” “Massimo, you’re the one on me and just take a look at the way you raised my legs. I’m so uncomfortable and from the way I see it, I don’t think you’re ready to reach orgasm anyway.” I replied. My face stern as I laid on the bed and backed him. I felt so frustrated that I was having unprotected sex with him and all he could do was complain that I wasn’t moaning? If he needed to hear a moan maybe he could go on a porn site and have himself full of it. I tried to relax myself and calm my nerves. Nothing more mattered to me than his ejaculation. He exhaled and sighed before spreading my legs angrily. His hands fastened on my left leg as I felt him thrust. He continued and this t
Massimo’s POV. I was in front of the mirror, adjusting my tie as I tried to shake off the feeling of unease that had been lingering inside me. The atmosphere was tense, and I knew I was in for a rough ride soon. But I wasn't one to back down from a challenge. I took a deep breath and focused on getting ready for the day ahead.Just as I was finishing up, Marco walked into my room. His presence was a welcome distraction from the thoughts that had been plaguing me. "Hey, boss," he said, his voice casual. I nodded, and he continued, "I just talked to Anastasya. She's doing well."My interest piqued, I turned to him. "How's your relationship with her been?" I asked, genuinely curious. Marco's expression was neutral, but I could sense a hint of tension beneath the surface. "It's okay," he replied. I wasn't convinced. Marco's tone seemed off, and I couldn't help but wonder what was really going on between him and Anastasya. I nodded, trying to appear nonchalant, but my mind was racing wit