Diya
Five years ago,
"Ace!" I called. "I can't hear you anymore."
I took a deep breath as I stood with the blindfold in my eyes. I do not know what he was up to but i was getting a little antsy.
"Ace,"
"I'm here, Dee." I heard him whisper behind me and I jumped. "Take a deep breathe and take off the blindfold." He rubbed my shoulders, and I relaxed.
I took the blindfold off as he stepped back. I looked around at the house. It was filled with snowdrop flowers. They were everywhere. Some petals were on the floor. My hand reached for my mouth and I was crying. Tears of joy.
"No," I shook my hand, "What are you doing?" I looked at Ace, who was on one knee.
"Well," he smiles, "I'm doing this the proper way."
"Stop." I wiped my tears and smiled. "I already said yes."
"I know you already say yes, but I want to ask you again."
"Ace," I looked at him.
Ace I smirked as I walked slowly closer to Diya after the question she had asked. She was jealous and the look she was trying to hide showed me that much. She might have changed but, I got a glimpse of how I used to see her like I always do. “Don’t come any closer,” she said. “Why?” I asked, leaning forward to her face. “Why?” I looked into her big doe eyes, “Are you afraid of something?” “Are you going to choke me to death again?” she responded, pushing me away. “What else must I do? I apologized,” I spoke gulping my drink, “Do you want me to go back on my knees because I can?” I said looking at her. "I"m sorry for hurting you. I will never do that again." “I don’t need your apology, Ace,” she r
Diya I never thought I would feel this weak. I begged Ace on my knees, but he seemed to enjoy making me suffer. He seemed determined to break me further and harder, but I thought he would be kind. “Please, Ace. Stop. Don’t kill him,” I spoke as he looked down at me. As he sat in front of me, he chuckled. As he shook his head at me, he looked angry. He wanted to speak, but he looked at me and sneered silently. I had no energy to fight with him anymore. He was going to kill him, regardless of my pleas. Every bit of love and care I had for him was gone. I really hated him. He was evil, and he enjoyed other people’s misery. There was no end even to me. Someone he claimed to love. To think he swore to never make me cry. I wiped my tears as I sniffed silently on the floor.
Ace I hated I had lied to my wife from the beginning, but I was paying for it dearly. I was about to rectify everything. She forgot everything in Tanzania and be my wife, after all. It might have been forced, but I’m thrilled to be flying back home with her. The house hasn’t been home since the night she left. What I was doing seemed like the worst thing, but I needed to whip my wife in shape. She might look at me like I was the bad guy, but this needed to be done. She might not understand me now, but I needed her strength, not tears for what we were going to do. This was just the tip of the iceberg. She was getting the crash course on how mafia business works. There are times she will need to protect herself and fight. Her crying would solve nothing. I needed her to see me at my wo
Diya Five years ago, "Ru?" I looked at her, "I-I can't do this," I shook my head "Diya," she ran to me, "Take a deep breathe," she said, "come on sit. Talk to me." "I can't sit. Please get Ace. Call him in here. I can't do this. I can't," I cried. "Ace must be waiting for you. Diya, you need to calm down. It's just nerves." "It's not nerves. I need Ace. I have to explain. I need to leave. Right now, I want to leave. I looked at her. "What are you doing?" she asked. "I need to get out of this dress. Help me," I screamed. "Diya." "Someone take it off," I screeched. "Ladies, what is happening? Diya?" "Sister Josephine," Ruby sighed, "Diya said she can't>" "I need to tell Ace I can't do this. It's too soon. I have nothing to offer. Please, just get me out of this dress. I can't breathe," I sobbed. "But," Ruby tried to speak.
Ace Five years ago, We were supposed to be married, but Diya was having second thoughts. A part of me thought someone had just told her everything. She wanted to talk to me and she was taking the wedding dress off. She seemed to be in a state. I rushed to where she was and hoped that she wouldn't leave. I don't think I had the strength to stop her if she leaves. I didn't want to think of that yet. There must be a better reason. Hopefully, the reason wouldn't make me kill off whoever warned her about my business. The moment I walked in and saw her, I just knew. Everything about all this was directing to her knowing about me. About all I did and what I still do. I tried my best to seem calm and asked everyone to leave. I wanted to talk it out with just her. She apologized, and I was uncertain if she was trying to make sure things didn't get ugly. "Talk to me." I said, reaching for her hand. She
Diya “I’m fine,” I said, sitting up. “The doctor said I was fine. Is she still here?” I asked. “No,” Ace shook his head. “So you found her?” I looked down, playing with my thumbs. “She seems nice.” “She is nothing but nice,” he scoffed, and I gave him a look. I suddenly felt protective of her even after chasing her away like that. She was still my mother. “So her name is Cecelia,” I said. “Where was she all this time?” “I think it’s best if you have that conversation with her,” he said, looking away. “Ace,” I reached out and placed my hand on top of his. There was nothing more to the touch, but I needed him to be honest with me. What more was there t
Ace “Ace, I said sit down.” My grandfather ordered. “I think I would like to stand,” I responded, looking at my grandfather and still refusing to look at my wife. “I said sit down,” he snapped, looking at me. “Don’t make me have your man make you?” he warned as I groaned, sitting down with a sneer. He was still intimidating for his age, and I respected him too much to go against him. He taught me everything I know now. I unwillingly dropped next to Diya, who was sitting on the edge of the sofa ready to escape any moment. “You too dear. You need to sit,” he said, looking at Diya. “That position must be uncomfortable,” he looked at her. “Oh,” she responded as she pushed back, but she looked tense,
Matt I know Ace must be losing his mind because of the video of Elisa I sent. It satisfied me that I made a Torane weak for the first time. They caused havoc and pain for most people, and I was doing everyone a favor by taking the very thing they cared about. I know with Theo with me, I could go far. Ace would do anything I say for him. I can’t wait for the day I finally show him he lost everything he has because of me. “Do you think they have seen it yet?” Elisa asked, “I’m a talented actress if I say so myself.” She laughed. “Yeah, you are,” I added with a sigh. “Why the sad face?” she threw her hands over my shoulders, “This is what we wanted.” “Not now, Elisa,” I said, pulling her hand away.