Salvatore;“How much longer?”I look up from my laptop and find Mrs. Lana standing in my office doorway with a plate of food in her hands. “I didn’t tell you I was hungry,” I reply as I turn back to my system, trying to catch up with all the losses I’ve faced and all the loopholes in my business. I still haven’t found the mole. I do not understand how Dimitri is always one step ahead of me. It’s almost like he’s in my head. In three weeks, he has cost me about 2.5 million, and it’s getting worse. I’m losing my mind.“Sal, you haven’t slept in a bed for three weeks. Whatever you’re doing will be counterproductive. You’ve also been skipping meals. What’s wrong?” Mrs. Lana pushes, and I look up at her before brushing my fingers through my hair. I wish I could tell her. I wish I could reach out to someone for help, but I can’t do that. I don’t know who the fuck is ratting me out. I barely see David, and I only go to check on Lucas once in a while. I can not tell them what is wrong.My
Dimitri;“You have no plan, do you?!” He yelled like a woman on her fucking period, and groaned.“What now, ******?” I demand in exasperation, and he glares at me.“What now?! You promised to help me get him out of the way! And what have you done so far?! You’re busy chilling here while that bastard is building a harem!” He yells, and I freeze.“What do you mean?” I demand, and he scoffs at me. Glad that he’s finally truly gotten my attention.“Oh, so now you’re intrigued.” He says as he crosses his arms, and I glare at him.“Out with it, ******. What the fuck do you mean he’s building a harem?” I demand, and he sighs.“David and Lucas are now in his house. They’re all having an affair. I’m sure of it!” He rages, and I roll my eyes.I turn my eyes back to the coloring book and pick up a red crayon as I keep filling in spaces of my choice with the beautiful color.“Don’t pester me with rumours,******”“They’re not rumours, God damnit. Do you really think I’ll tell you something I’m uns
Lucas;I stare at David as he opens the curtains. He has no idea that I’m awake. He only came here cause he thinks I’m asleep. For nights, he’s been doing so. He’d peek in and only come in to check on me. His routine is the same. He’d check my temperature, adjust my pillow, check my stitches, cover me up properly and sit beside me. Sometimes he’ll spend the night reading a book. I watch him smile at some pages or gasp at something in the book. I’ve taken note of the books he likes. He especially likes the limited edition novel by Blue Bird titled ‘Rock Hard’. It’s a BL novel, David could only get his hands on because he adores the author, and Sal pulled some strings to get him a book that hasn’t even been released to the public eye yet. On some nights, David would sit crouched under the night lamp, sketching away. On some nights, he’d sleep off holding on to my hand but wake up and rush out of the room before I ‘woke up and caught him’.On some nights, he just sits beside me, watc
Salvatore;I fill one of the cups in front of me with The Macallan 1926, and I watch my uncle’s eyes twinkle as he stares at it. I always go out of my way to get one for him. Rare as it is, I always know how to get my hands on a bottle. That’s one thing he likes a lot about me, and one secret I will never reveal to him is how I get the whisky for him.“So… What’s so important, Uncle. You seem worked up.” I speak as I fill my glass, and I watch his face fall as he stares at me. His eyes darken as seriousness slips into his expression.“Alpha base got hit.” He says, and I freeze with my cup mid-air.“The whole place. Cleared. Weapons, drugs. Everything is gone, Sal.” He adds, and I blink at him as I drop my cup back on the table.“What?” “You haven’t heard the worst part. Our intels in the other gangs are claiming their syndicates aren’t responsible for it.” He says, and suddenly his phone buzzes.He raises a finger at me and picks up his phone.“It’s a message from our guy at Vory P
Salvatore;Lucas was out the whole night… at least what was left of it. David only went to check on him when I was out of the room, and he was sure Lucas was sleeping. I couldn’t pay much mind to him cause I was worried about Lucas at night. He bled a lot before Lenard got here, and I couldn’t leave till I was sure he was out of danger. It’s 5am right now, and I need to get ready for Aldo. He’ll be here anytime soon. I can’t have him seeing chaos in my home, or cracks in my demeanor.He taught me better than that.I open the door to my room and find David on the bed. I stop on seeing him. I had expected to see him, but I didn’t expect my heart to skip a beat like this. I gently shut the door behind me as I stare at the shirtless young man tangled with the duvet. I smile as I walk over to the bed and find him sprawled out carelessly. I silently sit on the bed and stare at his face. He’s snoring ever so lightly and looks so peaceful. He always looks so free in sleep. Without a care
David;“Lucas once told me that he’s loved someone for years, and that person could never love him cause he loves someone else. I… I just found out today that the person he loves is Sal, Mrs. Lana. He’s loved Sal for so many years, and Sal doesn’t know. Lucas has been hurting in silence for so many years because of me. I… I got in the way of his happiness…” My words hang heavy between us, and finally, she smiles at me. Then she coos as she brushes my hair back with her fingers.“Oh, my sweet boy. Why do you stain your heart with hurt that isn’t yours?” She whispers to me, and I sniffle. “If I walk into those tulips now and trample the beautiful flowers to ruins… would it make sense for me to blame you for it?” She questions, and I stare at her for a bit before shaking my head. “The same way, it makes no sense for you to blame yourself for Sal's decisions. He made his choice. You were not aware when that seed was being planted.”“But it’s hurting Lucas. He’s a good person, Mrs. Lana
David;BANG!BANG!BANG!I huff heavily as I keep shooting the trees a few feet away from me. I’ve refilled the barrel twice, and now…CLICK…CLICK…I’m out of bullets again. I groan in annoyance as I reach into my pockets and begin to refill the gun’s magazine.“Do you need more bullets or a new garden?” I look behind me, and find Mrs. Lana walking up to me with a smile on her face, causing me to roll my eyes as I get back to filling the magazine.“Go away, Mrs. Lana.” I simply say, but she scoffs as she walks over to a bench on the side and sits there.“No, can’t do, Kai. You’re in quite the mood, and I can’t trust you with my tulips.” She says, and I look at the pretty flowers on my left.“Pretty, aren’t they?” She questions, but I ignore her before returning my attention to the trees ahead. I aim ahead and start shooting again.“I never knew you could use a gun.” Mrs. Lana says, and I shut my eyes. “I’m not in the mood, Mrs. Lana.”“I’m starting to see there are sides to you I
Lucas;“I’m not your brother! You know that. I didn’t take your father’s name for a reason. And we don’t share the same mother. We’re unrelated. You’re going to find another excuse. But nothing you say will make me leave you here.” He replies, and my heart starts thudding while I feel blood begin to seep through the new tears around my stitches. “E…Elias, I’m bleeding…” I mutter weakly as my vision begins to swim.“Eli…”I stare weakly at the door as he gets closer to it, and my grip on him tightens desperately. I don’t want to leave. Not yet. Not like this. Not with him. Especially not when he’s in this state.“Put him down, or I’m going to decorate that doorway with your fucking brain!”Elias spins in shock, and my eyes widen in astonishment when they land on David. He’s holding a Glock and has his aim right on Elias’s head. He looks angry. Scary even. Why does he look so pissed.“He told you he’s hurting. Didn’t he!?” He yells, with his finger wrapping around the trigger, and I f
Lucas;“Stop it, please…” I beg weakly, and there’s silence. Suddenly, I feel him move beneath me, and when I open my eyes, he’s sitting on the floor in front of me, with his arms on my knees and eyes studying my face.“Come with me. I can take you away from all this hurt, Lucas… I just need one chance.”I blink at him in silence as I stare into his eyes…“Sal doesn’t love you. David doesn’t either. You deserve better than to be at anyone’s mercy. Let me show you what it means to be loved, Lucas. I just want one chance…” He whispers further, and a bitter smile splits my face, causing his brows to crease. “I know they’ll never love me,” I whisper back, and he blinks at me.“But I’m not asking them to,” I add, and he tilts his head slightly as he studies my face.“I’m not trying to work my way between them either…” I add, but stop to find my voice as tears threaten to choke it out. “I’m going to leave. But not with you. Not with anyone. I’m leaving on my own. I’ll heal on my own, Elia