Mafia's Little Pearl のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Jade's POV:I glanced around before crossing over to the other side of the road where the bar I was working at was. I knew he was looking for me, I just knew it. Only the thought of him disgusted me and I hoped silently that none of his men had found me yet. If there was anything I knew about my uncle, it was that he was never going to give up.. not until he found me. The three weeks I had been away from the house was really healthy for me and as soon as I got the job I wanted, I was going to leave the country and never come back again. I walked into the bar, the 'closed' sign still hanging by the window. Everyone looked busier than usual as they went about their activities. I went to change into my work clothes and saw Betty inside. "The red one is here!" Betty shouted making me giggle. "You came just in time."" What's going on?" I asked inquisitive, dropping my bag on the bench and proceeding to remove my top. "Well, they say the owner is in town and he's coming to the bar tod

My uncle might have found me. This rang continuously in my head and traumatic events I didn't want to recall kept on replaying in my head alongside. "No," I muttered shaking my head. I needed to leave this place, I needed to move to somewhere else, I needed to escape and lastly, I needed a plan for it. I just had to come up with it quick enough, I had already promised myself I wasn't going to go back. Ever. It was the early hours of the morning as we left the bar quietly and drove to Saint's house which was where I would be staying starting that moment. I pretty much learnt he was the owner which Betty talked about and I knew I had to put my guard up around him. I was even more shocked when Rex said, "How don't you know Saint Gennaro Guerra, the infamous man and you live here?" And that was when it all clicked. I'd heard lots of stuff about him and let's say none of them were really on the positive scale. His house was quite large and beautiful. I scanned the area as we walked in

I broke out in cold sweats as I waited in Saint's car with mixed emotions. What had happened in there? Was Saint hurt? Or was it my uncle? I picked at my cuticles multiple times as I kept on peeking at the gate. A few minutes later, Saint strutted out of the house and towards the car looking as calm as ever. His man bun which had been packed all along had little strands coming to his face. Unmistakably, he had shot my uncle and the fact that I wasn't hearing my uncle's voice any longer might have well sent a message to me that he was probably dead. I felt a mild sense of relief and at the same time, a bittersweet emotion about my uncle. He got into the driver's seat and examined my body for the second time again. "He didn't do it right?" I shook my head slowly at him. "No."And with that, we drove off. I didn't know why I couldn't bring myself to ask him about my uncle but at the same time, it wasn't like I cared that much. At least now, I didn't need to run away or hide any lo

I hesitated before answering. "Uh..", I started clearing my throat. "It's Jade". I Said walking into the room. I met his eyes through the mirror and proceeded to stand a few feet behind him unsure of what next to do. "I told CJ to not let you out of the room until you're well," He hissed at me eyeing me from the mirror, his back still turned towards me. "I.. I.. Uh... Didn't know that," I replied, hearing my voice come out more tin than supposed. He didn't respond or stand either, instead, he kept on dressing his injury while I watched him. His well-sculpted back and arms flexed once again with each of his movements. That was the first time I was seeing him shirtless while sober and I was using every bit of self-control in me to stop myself from running over to him and running my hands on them. I took a huge breath, dragging my eyes away from his body and looking elsewhere, anywhere around his room. His room was quite big, the walls were painted just the same as the rest of th

Jade's PovI hadn't seen Saint since after the day I had helped him dress his injury. Although I stayed in my room most times just like he had instructed and only went out to make food when I was hungry so it was likely possible that even if he was around, I still wouldn't have seen him. CJ hadn't shown up either and a few days had already passed. I missed Betty and wanted to see Suzy also since she didn't take my calls or reply to my texts so the plan to escape started creeping back into my mind. I stretched out on the bed, glad that these crazy incidents were happening after I had graduated from school. My next plan had been to get a job and move after running away from my uncle, then further my studies with the money my father had left in my name before passing away. But everything had gone wrong, instantly...in a flash. I turned over to the other side letting the sun rays hit my face as if it was going to make me feel any better. Just then a knock came in. I unbolted the door