“What again?”“Did I just hear you say that you had seen that somewhere?” he asked to be sure, and this time, his voice was way calmer.I answered that he heard me right, and he rushed up to me to ask where I saw the tattoo and I realized that it must have been what he and Bojana were talking about the other day. Since I was also petty on my own end, I didn’t want to release the information to him easily.“Apologize for telling them to throw me out first”, I blurted out, and the sounds of guns cocking filled the air.They all aimed their guns at me for my statement, but I wasn’t fazed at all. They should have learned that I wasn’t afraid of guns at that point. I didn’t hesitate to turn back to the door after telling him that he was not ready to hear anything if he couldn't apologize. As I held the door’s handle, the cold mouth of Bojana’s gun kissed my temple and a sigh dropped from me.Before she could blink, the gun was already in my hands. I was tired of her tantrums and rudeness.
|Rocco|As usual, I woke up angry that morning and kept staring at the cinnamon tree that was visible through my window. The warm cup of coffee was hitting the right spot and melting my anger as my thoughts drifted unintentionally to her. It took me a while before I could remember her name, we were not that close even when she was right in the same house with me.“Irena”, I sighed as my brain finally clickedHer audacity on our first meeting got me awestruck. It never left my brain for a second. Never has anyone had that boldness towards me, they always cowered in fear. Even till the last second of her leaving, she never wavered for once.I was not sure if it was a good impression at that point but it does left a trace. I couldn’t forget her.My thoughts were cut short when Bojana swung the door open and came in with a familiar figure. She was one of my bedwarmers. Immediately, the memories of me instructing Bojana to send in someone in the morning flooded my head.“I must have been o
|Rocco| I was coming back from a meeting when I sighted her on the road playing with a dog. I had searched for her for several days but no one knew where she was hiding. Now that she had appeared right in front of me, I wasn’t ready to let the chance slide. My presence must have startled her because she stepped back with each step I took nearer to her and almost fell into the ditch. I didn’t know when I rushed forward to help her even though I was leaving a safe distance because of the dog since I was allergic to their furs. “Come work for me”, I stated my offer but she responded that she would be crazy to do that. I had grounded her against her will and even threw her out as if she was nothing so her reaction was expected but I really needed to have her around me. I was losing focus and interest in everything I do because I couldn’t stop thinking about her. “You can come up with what you want and we will review it together. I promise it won’t be like the last time”, I added but o
|Irena|I never expected to run into Paul in that part of the city. He lived with us when we were in high school and we grew up together before we moved. We were neighbors and attended the same school even though we were not close at first.His stepmother was a wicked entity who frustrated the life out of the poor boy. Paul was very calm and easygoing so he wouldn’t even tell his father about the situation of things whenever he comes back from his trips.This abuse continued until the day he almost lost his life by freezing to death. He was thrown out by his stepmother and left to sleep in the cold staircase. The snow was heavy that night that he lost consciousness. His lips were blue and swollen by the time he was found by my mother who quickly rushed him to the hospital.Throughout his stay, the stepmother didn’t even bother to look for him or visit him so my mother decided to take him back to our house where he made him stay with us till his father came back. She explained everythi
|Irena|Ever since I met Paul, he has never rested over my mother’s case. He was always calling me to confirm one thing or the other. In less than three days, he had discovered many things that we missed and planned to visit the murder site so that he would find out more.“I think we will have to ask your mother some questions. That will help the investigation. There were many things that were overlooked during the initial investigation”, he said to me that morning, and I didn’t waste time.I rushed to the prison to see her but, to my surprise, I was denied access. I threw a fit, pleaded and did all I could, but the answer remained the same. I couldn’t see her till further notice.Pacing up and down the prison’s grounds, I thought about several options that might help, but none came until one person came to mind.“Rocco!” His men denied me access into the Villa and I didn’t have his number, so I had to wait all morning in front of his house, for him to leave his house. He finally cam
Only the sound of running water was heard in the room where I was thrown. I couldn’t understand what was happening and why I had to be treated that way. So many questions ran through my mind as I silently waited for what to come next, but nothing or nobody seemed to be there with me.“Where is Rocco? Does he even know about this? Do I have to go through this truly?”, I muttered to myself as I adjusted my bum on the cold floor.For several hours, the sound of running water continued and everywhere started getting chilly. I was in a big polo shirt, so it didn’t take much time before the cold got to me.“Hey! Is anyone out there? I am getting cold”, I called out with my teeth clattering, and the cold was getting unbearable, but only silence bounced back at me.What seemed to be another two hours passed by, but nobody came in. This time, I was shivering hard already. I was on the verge of passing out when I heard the door open and got dragged on its hinge.“Finally”, I thought, and waited
Palermo was quite cool and calm that Monday morning as everyone rushed to their workplace. The wet streets and roads added to its beauty and it smelled like goodness since it had been a while the gangs fought each other. Ever since Rocco Lorenzo took over the throne from his father, Bruno Lorenzo, all the gangs that caused trouble had been cleared off without a trace.Rocco doesn’t appear anyhow or anywhere and he was much respected because he is known for being a man of his word. Every other gangs outside Palermo knew their boundaries and would never trespass but there was one gang that shared Palermo with him, the Vamp Mafia group.The group calls themselves the tiger of Italy and it was being head by Lord Marcello who was another psychopath. He had been on the other side of Palermo where he protected his territory until Rocco took over. Being the owner of the biggest vineyard, he had so much pride and abused so many people. Most of his workers were lying under the green grass as ma
“Bene, come desideri (Well, as you wish)” Rocco shrugged and wiped the spit off with his handkerchiefMarcello yelled for his men to protect him but nobody made a move. His second order got everyone of them running but not to his side, to his surprise. They all rushed to Rocco’s back and aimed at him.Not believing his eyes, he kept stuttering “What.. what the hell?” Before anyone could blink, Lord Marcello had been apprehended by his own men while Rocco stood there with a smirk dancing on his lips.With a snap of his finger, he was tied to a chair. Everyone ignored all his threats and shouts because no one could step in, it was Rocco Lorenzo and no one dared to breathe.“Your thirty seconds is up. You just got a new wristwatch, how come you can’t keep to time?” Rocco mocked and clacked his tongueLord Marcello kept screaming and threatening that he would pay for it but Rocco was not moved. He walked closer to him and roamed the gun around his cheeks and mouth while Lord Marcello tre