Ace “Is this some kind of joke?” I asked as I unloaded the gun, placing it on the table. I looked at Diya again. “Do I look like I’m joking? Theo is my son too, and I have a right to see him.” “What do you mean, you have a right to see him?” “Seriously?” she looked frustrated as she rubbed her bruised neck. “This means nothing to me. Anything else you do to me now won’t be worse than you taking our son for yourself,” she said, wiping the tears from her face. “Where is he?” she crossed her arms. “What do you mean, where is he? You ran away from me, remember?” I paused, shaking my head, “You left me,” I said, looking frustrated. Ever since Diya left me almost three years ago, I have been searching

Ace I was wrong all this time, and I had ruined everything good in my life. Diya has changed a lot, and most of it had to do with the pain we shared. Our son was not with one of us and whoever had him caused Diya and me a great ordeal. I have never felt this feeling before because it hit me hard. I had a son I had never seen. I missed a lot of chances with him. I never dreamed of something like this happening to me. I had used all the money and power I had to search for my wife and son everywhere. Every day I felt a void in me. I was hollow. I had grown to hate my wife for nothing, but deep down, I love her. All this time, I had been played by someone crafty, and they were going to know just how cruel I can be. I was trying to sip something strong to clear out everything, especially trying to kill my wife. I swirled the glass as I sta

Ace Five years ago, There was going to be a wedding soon. I was excited to have Diya as my wife. I had invited her to the house so I can properly propose. This feeling in my heart was something I felt proud to feel. This love was genuine. She was marrying me willingly.  I wasn't entirely honest with her about me. I didn't want to ruin what we have and lose her. Without that girl, I couldn't afford to live. She was my kryptonite. She made me look forward to any day. My business was even going well. People understood I was the boss. "Diya is on her way," Linda said with a smile. "Everything from my side is as you wanted." "Thank you."  I walked out to the entrance so I can wait for the car. I didn't have to wait long. The car stopped, and she walked out and the moment she saw me she blushed looked down. I smirked and watched her walk to me. "I missed you so much," I said, engulfing her

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

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