Todos los capítulos de THE LIES THAT BIND: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

Massimo’s POV. “How’s the meal going?” Vodka asked as he stared at me on the dining table while I dug in. I was just trying to have myself full of the delicious meal made of turnkey laps and sauce. It felt very tasty and I felt like I should stay here for just a very short while, but Rome was our uttermost concern. “Vee,” (As I fondly called). “I’m seriously enjoying this meal, honestly even the cooks in my mansion in the U.S, would be amazed that a man could cook this good,” I said while I chewed my way through the meat crumbs in my mouth. I was so glad that I did get to stay at his place after all. Vodka and his men, the Redman Mafia, came and took us out of that death hole. He wasn’t the Don anyway, but at least he was the underboss and had some men at his disposal. He smiled at me and then walked towards the table. “Come on, you know you’re always welcome here. As long as I live, there’s nothing going to happen to the union the Redmen has with the Cosa Nostra. I’ll discuss wi

Ana’s POV. I was amazed to see the governor of the state in the premises. He hadn’t been there even once. I felt so honored to welcome him though. My eyes flashed around to grace the awesome view of the tinted SUVs which were all lined up at the garage. I stumbled at the security of the governor who was all dressed in their black top and trousers. Some were in corporate attires, their suits were implanted with luxury and their faces looked so fierce and tightened. The manpower in the premises belonging to Massimo was no match, compared to what I saw. I stood, and watched as he walked down to me. His stomach made me smile. ‘Ridiculous, chubby man,’ I mumbled. “Ahh, I think it’s a pleasure to meet with the most beautiful lady in the city,’ he eyes widened as he brought forth his hands to give me a hand shake. “Good afternoon, your excellency,” I said, my face clustering with smiles. I felt my heart race and I was uneased. It could be a nightmare or a blessing. “Of course, it is, I

Massimo's POVVodka and I stepped into the luxurious train, the serenity of the interior pricked my interest. The soft hum of the engine and the plush seats created a nice atmosphere, perfect for our discussion.As we sat, he turned to me, his expression serious. "So, Massimo, tell me more about Baize. What makes you think you can take him down even when he’s got the lead?"I leaned back in my seat, recalling the conversation. "I wanted to run for Governor in the next elections, so I went to him for counseling. But he refused to support me unless I gave him a third of my company and...my sister, Vanesa, in marriage."Vodka's eyes widened. "That's serious, Massimo. He's not just asking for business; he's asking for your family's loyalty."I nodded, my jaw clenched. "That's why I consider him an enemy. He's playing games, Vodka, and I won't let him win."I was so hurt. I felt the anger and rage in me erupt but I sat and tried to calm my nerves. The rumble of the train got my attention a

Vanesa’s POV. I couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt and regret that had been weighing me down since I hit Marco. My pride was swollen, and I didn't want to swallow it. Being so arrogant was my thing though, and I felt maybe that day, it would have to come to an end. I walked around the premises, trying to clear my head, but my feet seemed to have a mind of their own. Before I knew it, I found myself standing in front of the garage, where I knew Marco often took a seat to reminisce.I spotted him sitting on a bench, a cigarette dangling from his fingers. I approached him quietly and my face twisted in a mixture of emotions. I couldn’t walk to him because I felt so guilty and couldn’t do anything at all. All that mattered as I stood behind him was asking for his forgiveness right away and letting down my ego. I was astonished as he asked, "What do you want?" without even turning around.I was taken aback, surprised that he hadn't noticed me standing there. I walked around to his s

Massimo’s POV I stood on my balcony, sipping my tea and gazing out at the city below. The sun was setting, casting a warm orange glow over the buildings. I felt a sense of calm over me as I breathed in the evening air. Just as I was getting lost in thought, Rome walked and stood beside me."The flowers are ready," he said, his voice low and serious. I nodded, knowing exactly what he was talking about. Those flowers weren't ordinary flowers. They were a part of my business, a means I used to traffic drugs around the country. I didn't have a retail outlet, but a network of people who helped us move our product.I took one last sip of my tea and set the cup down. "I'll be downstairs with them in a minute," I told Rome. He nodded and turned to leave, but not before I caught a glimpse of a smile on his face.As he walked away, I muttered to myself, thinking about all the things I'd been through. The struggles, the fights, the losses. But I'd always come out on top.I built this busines