Chapter 42🎵Ring-a-ring-a -rosies.A pocket full of posies, A tissue, A tissue, we all fall down. 🎵Joy swells in my heart as we come to a stop, mother's hands tightly encircling mine. Her eyes twinkle as she looks at me."Martha, stop filling Batista's head with girl stuff, that boy is going to become the mafia boss when he grows up."Dad's voice wafts over to where we're still hunched over on the ground, trying to regain our breaths. Mum tenses as she turns to see dad, who is already advancing towards us, his countenance dark and forboding."Oh, Marco, please don't say such things, he's just a boy, let him grow up the way he should, with joy, our love, and guidance."Dad prowls closer to us, his hands coiled by his side in fists. "Are you going against my authority?"Mum's hands drop from mine as she stands on unsteady legs. Her bottom lip is slightly open and trembling. She bends and whispers for me to

Chapter 44All through the ride to my place, I urge the driver to speed up. I've been dispossessed of my phone by, probably Guilang's men, so I'm running blind here. Maybelline's words about Alicia, play on repeat in my mind."Fucking hurry up, man." I growl at him for what seems like the umpteenth time.The man ignores me altogether, but I feel his watchful eyes on me through the rear view mirror. In all fairness to him, he speeds up, and in no time, he's swinging into the familiar residence of my street. Even before he stops in front of my gate, I'm opening the door and vaulting out."Hey, man, you haven't paid me!" The Uber guy's voice is like a whip crack stopping me in my tracks.I dig into my pocket but come up empty. Reluctantly, I turn to look at him. "Hold on, I'll send someone to you."As I step through the gate, two of my guards slink out from the grove of trees. The joy and relief on their faces make

Chapter 46Sixteen years ago.Bonde hair cascades onto her neck and falls across her graceful shoulders. I look into blue eyes that are heavy with passion and want. Her lips are already swollen from my ministrations, and her body is naked and wantonly displayed under me. Seeing all this ignites the sensual lust in me. She wraps her hand around my neck and draws me even closer to take another sip from her lips. I can't get enough as I bend forward and drink to my heart's content.My hands pave a hot pathway down her body and land in between her laps where I know she's already wet and ready to be taken. She stiffens against my hand inching into her wet folds and I look into her eyes questioningly."I need to tell you something."She knows talking is the last thing on my mind, but I remove my hand from in between her laps, anyway, and lie on my back. I put a bit of space in between us so I can concentrate on what

Chapter 48With Hazel eyes hand tightly ensconced in mine, we head straight to my office where the recording machine has already been laid out on the table. Koldis and Moro who set it all up are already there waiting for me."Any news yet?" I take a seat behind my desk and drag hazel eyes onto my laps.Koldis shakes his head and puts his hand on his lips, a signal for me to keep quiet as he increases the volume. Igor's voice fills my office, making me marvel at technology and it's uses.My eyes become glued to the recording machine on the table. Raunchy noises escape through the speakers and I don't need a crystal ball to know Igor is having a damn orgy. The voices of other men I recognize as his brothers, fill the room. Disappointment spears me when I realize they're speaking in Russian.I let out a growl. "Get a damn interpreter now!""He's on his way." Koldis informs me.Anger sizzles through me. I know they're o

Chapter 50Happy shouts echo all around me as Clarissa and ten of her ex high school classmates bounce around a ball. Truth be told, it looks like the ball is bouncing around them instead. They're all a sweaty mess. I can't even call it football anymore, it's more like bodyball, with the way Clarissa keeps tripping and falling, bringing a new meaning to the art of playing football.The others are doing good, but she - just no.Luckily, no one else in the vast field has taken an interest in what they're doing as they're fully engrossed in their own brand of sports. Why I decided to follow them in the first place, beats me, especially as all I've been doing is sitting and watching as I silently bad mouth them - actually - Clarissa.It's a wonder I was able to leave the house, what with this latest threat to Ash. I had to plead with him like it was going out of fashion so he could allow me leave. Luckily, he event