“Olga..”Dima moaned as he enfolded his hands around my midriff while we kissed. I had missed him so much and his touch. “I miss you”I moaned, while still latching lips with him. His breath swelled heavily on me. Our bodies clung firmly together with each other. He continued pushing me backwards slowly as we continued kissing till he launched me to the wall where I could not move further. He broke away from the kissing and stared into my eyes with a cunning smile. I reciprocated! “You look beautiful!” He eulogized and placed his right hand on my neck calmly. His fingers jangled around my ear till he trapped the tip of my hair. “I don’t want you to go! How can I live my life without you Olga! Just tell me how!?”his countenance immediately switched from a hearty one to a heavy and broken one. His eyes narrowed at me intently and tears filled them. “ I don’t know what to do babe! I don’t know” the tears I was managing to hold back crawled right out once more. “No no, don’t do that” he
“I, Antonio Luca, do solemnly swear my undying loyalty to this organization, the familia, and its traditions. I vow to protect its secrets and preserve its honor until my last breath” Antonio took the oath of loyalty and responsibility in a firm and determined voice.We were in a separate room in the Luca's mansion. We reached Sicily, Italy and immediately the high-ranking of the Familia filed into a separate room to crown Antonio as the new Capo Dei Capi. Though it was meant for just the High ranking, Antonio insisted that I follow in with him. I was so spooked because I had never been in such a presence. I stood behind Antonio in the dim lighted room that was crammed with symbols of power and loyalty like the crest of authority, ceremonial weapons and a large family tree. It was quite murky so I couldn’t clearly see the pictures on it. Antonio raised his right hand and formed a clenched fist and said. “I swear to lead with wisdom, strength, and fairness. I will make decisions that
“Ding!” The sound of my phone snapped me from my sleep. My eyes slowly stretched open. My body was aching and it intensified as I wad myself out of bed. I turned towards the other side of the bed and checked to see if Antonio was in bed but then he wasn’t. I gasped and picked up the phone that had chimed. I unlocked my phone with my eyes still rotund and craving for more sleep. It was a message from Bianca. I smiled! Hey Orgy, I miss you and I hope you are fine? I hope you reached Italy safely and plus I hope the devil hasn’t devoured you yet. Please stay safe Orgy and call me when you are free. пока!I smiled all through while reading the text. The name Orgy was a silly name only Bianca called me whenever we were alone. I heaved a sigh as memories of ourselves came to mind. How time flew, from just kids, now I was a married woman to the most feared Man in Italy. I stood up from the bed and moved towards the window. The room was void of pictures or artifacts. I pulled the shades a
“I really love the brassiere you wore yesterday,” Guila expressed and my eyes splintered. I spun to her with narrowed eyes. She whiffed a smile and winked at me. I was even more stupefied as I wondered where she had seen my bra. “Huh? What are you talking about?” I quizzed. She said nothing but smiled and headed away from the mysterious door. I gave the door a last stare before I followed behind Guila with varied thoughts in my head.“I love the bra that you wore yesterday, that’s what I’m saying. The purple bra” she reiterated while walking.“How? How do you know the bra I wore yesterday?” I was even more dazed and shocked. I threw back at the white dress I wore yesterday. “I don’t understand how you know that because the dress I wore wasn’t even revealing and I am sure you wouldn’t have seen my bra from it so how do you know what I wore?” I persisted and held her hand, stopping her from striding. “Wait, you don’t know? You don’t remember?” She looked at me surprised. I was more b
I quickly leaped up from the bed and wrapped my nightgown more tightly to my body. Antonio’s hand was on his belly while his white shirt was drenched with blood. “О Боже! (Oh God!)” I exclaimed and rushed to him with fear. His eyes were dark and scary still. “What happened?” I held his hand while he sat on the table that carried some room lights. He groaned and looked at me dearly. His eyes deepened but his only reaction was continuous groans. “I’m fine” he finally spoke and pulled off his suit jacket. I quickly rushed to the drawer where he had pulled out the first aid kit the last time. I brought it back to him. “Please come sit on the bed,” I said.“No, I'm fine, don’t worry about me. Go to bed” he declined and applied more pressure on the wound. I couldn’t have a clear sight of the injury because firstly it was covered in blood and he also pressed on it. “Please, just sit on the bed” I insisted and folded my hands. Seeing him bleed freaked me out. As much as I had seen a lot
“Can I take Olga with me?” Guila said and my eyes flared out of their sockets. I gaped at Guila in wonder. She darted at me while my lips broke scarcely. I wasn’t expecting that from her. Antonio’s gaze ran over me. He pierced deep into my soul with his orbs. He blinked and looked at Guila who had her hands folded and begging with her eyes. “Hell no! What is wrong with you Guila!? Olga is meant to be a housewife. She didn’t come to Italy to go on city tours.” Kira chipped in. The sound of the “housewife” made my body itch in irritation. Everyone was anxious apart from Antonio who remained undisturbed. “Come on Kira, can you stop saying that? Olga just came to the city and it’s not bad if she views the city.” Guila interjected and wagged her head. Voices became rigid and loud, but still, Antonio said nothing but just left his right hand in his pocket as everything unfolded. “Shut up Guila! How dare you raise your voice at me!? Olga is meant to only live for this household and not g
My heart throbbed rapidly like never before. My hands held Dima who was somewhat unconscious. Guila trembled behind me while I sat on the floor with Dima sheathed in my bosom. The attacker, who was dressed in a leather jacket and wore a mask, advanced towards us with his gun pointed at me while others ran away in fear. “Oh my goodness,”Guila cried behind me. I couldn’t help but let tears flow as I saw death right in front of me. Sweat mixed with tears marred my quivering face. “Please, please don’t kill us! Please!” Guila mewled from behind with hands tucked together. The attacker stared at us lethally with his gun pointed at us. I unhurriedly locked my eyes and pulled taut my clutch on Dima. It was my time to leave the world. I had detested the world but when it was time to leave, my heart just couldn’t allow it. I felt a cold sensation in my stomach. A wad of saliva hung in my throat and lips clamped firmly with each other. My story was to come to an end and it sure made me have
I was in the car with Antonio and I was seated on the front seat and opposite him while he drove. After slight persuasion, he consented to take me with him to interrogate one of the attackers that was caught.We were in the car in total silence. My eyes were bent scarcely while I enjoyed luminous light from the moon and stars that illuminated the sky. I didn’t know when last I took a night drive and doing it then was a wonderful feeling. The last time I did, it was when I tried running away from home but was caught. It was a terrible experience. Breathing the night air was fantastic. I sealed my eyes and relaxed my head on the rim of the seat. Whenever I closed my eyes, Dima’s face always made me shudder back to life. Antonio was all serious and driving fast like he owned the map of the road. I peeped at him for a second and turned back away. I wanted to appreciate him for saving my life but my ego wouldn’t let me. My lips shook but I didn’t allow myself to say a word. “Why did yo