“Ding!” The sound of my phone snapped me from my sleep. My eyes slowly stretched open. My body was aching and it intensified as I wad myself out of bed. I turned towards the other side of the bed and checked to see if Antonio was in bed but then he wasn’t. I gasped and picked up the phone that had chimed. I unlocked my phone with my eyes still rotund and craving for more sleep. It was a message from Bianca. I smiled! Hey Orgy, I miss you and I hope you are fine? I hope you reached Italy safely and plus I hope the devil hasn’t devoured you yet. Please stay safe Orgy and call me when you are free. пока!I smiled all through while reading the text. The name Orgy was a silly name only Bianca called me whenever we were alone. I heaved a sigh as memories of ourselves came to mind. How time flew, from just kids, now I was a married woman to the most feared Man in Italy. I stood up from the bed and moved towards the window. The room was void of pictures or artifacts. I pulled the shades a

I quickly leaped up from the bed and wrapped my nightgown more tightly to my body. Antonio’s hand was on his belly while his white shirt was drenched with blood. “О Боже! (Oh God!)” I exclaimed and rushed to him with fear. His eyes were dark and scary still. “What happened?” I held his hand while he sat on the table that carried some room lights. He groaned and looked at me dearly. His eyes deepened but his only reaction was continuous groans. “I’m fine” he finally spoke and pulled off his suit jacket. I quickly rushed to the drawer where he had pulled out the first aid kit the last time. I brought it back to him. “Please come sit on the bed,” I said.“No, I'm fine, don’t worry about me. Go to bed” he declined and applied more pressure on the wound. I couldn’t have a clear sight of the injury because firstly it was covered in blood and he also pressed on it. “Please, just sit on the bed” I insisted and folded my hands. Seeing him bleed freaked me out. As much as I had seen a lot

My heart throbbed rapidly like never before. My hands held Dima who was somewhat unconscious. Guila trembled behind me while I sat on the floor with Dima sheathed in my bosom. The attacker, who was dressed in a leather jacket and wore a mask, advanced towards us with his gun pointed at me while others ran away in fear. “Oh my goodness,”Guila cried behind me. I couldn’t help but let tears flow as I saw death right in front of me. Sweat mixed with tears marred my quivering face. “Please, please don’t kill us! Please!” Guila mewled from behind with hands tucked together. The attacker stared at us lethally with his gun pointed at us. I unhurriedly locked my eyes and pulled taut my clutch on Dima. It was my time to leave the world. I had detested the world but when it was time to leave, my heart just couldn’t allow it. I felt a cold sensation in my stomach. A wad of saliva hung in my throat and lips clamped firmly with each other. My story was to come to an end and it sure made me have

Silence. That was the only thing heard while I lay on the bed beside Antonio. I goggled at the roof in the obscure darkness. I couldn’t sleep as much as I tried to. I didn’t have the guts to. After everything that happened, it was impossible for me to sleep. The love of my life was shot right in front of me. I saw a bullet puncture a man’s head in front of me. I also saw a man’s belly and intestines eaten by rats. Everything jammed together in my head and I couldn’t help but ponder on all of them. Antonio slept calmly as though nothing happened. I looked at him sleep with his left hand placed on his chest as he faced the roof too. I sat up and kicked back on the bed frame. I missed Dima and couldn’t wait to see him in the morning because Antonio had promised to take me to him in the morning. We had finished with the Chinese interrogation late in the night. I felt really uncomfortable. We also saw a dragon mark on the neck of the Chinese spy. Truly he was from the Triad I stood up fr

“ This is the very reason why I said I will go with you but you refused me to come. I’m sure if I was there by your side, that bastard wouldn’t have dared to touch you. Stupid punk!” Antonio growled and whined in the car as we drove back home. Veins popped out on his head and on his hand as he grabbed the steering wheel very aggressively. I remained mute like a student who was caught in the act of cheating during an exam. I was traumatized and talking wasn’t the right action to take at that point. Antonio was so an her y and I knew interjecting would have gotten even more angry. I was grateful and fortunate that he listened to my voice when I called him. And told him to stop or else I wondered what would have happened to the blonde pervert. “You should have allowed me break fucking single bones of that don of a bitch so that when next he sees a woman, he would scram.” He thundered and banged husband on the steering wheel. He drove so fast at some point I feared for my dear life.“It