Semua Bab Betrayed And Sold To The Mafia King: Bab 21 - Bab 30

ValeriaThe car was eeringly quiet. I kept staring out the window, but I wasn’t really looking at anything. My thoughts kept circling. And the harder I tried to silence them, the louder, and the heavier they came back.I mean, it all happened in a sudden. One minute I was struggling to hold myself together, swallowing all that shame, trying not to overreact as I saw her hands aiming towards me— and then, there he was. Dante. Standing right between me and Clara. He had caught her hand. Not a second too soon.And then he defended me. His words were sharp enough to burn a hole through her name, her job, her standing. The manner in which he’d snapped at her, ended her company’s ties and made her plead in front of everyone… that wasn’t something I could overlook so easily. It wasn’t supposed to mean anything to me, but somehow it did. I found myself stealing glances at him. Nervous, tiny ones. He sat next to me, eyes on his phone, and face as blank as though the whole thing never happene

ValeriaI woke up with a hangover I didn’t get from drinking alcohol. The bed I laid in was cold, my body felt stiff. But all of that was in no way close to being compared to what I felt in my chest. It wasn’t just about last night. It was more about all those things coming up again. The humiliation I had faced, and about the fact that he had me stand there like a prop, while he said those mean things to me, as he was ate the very food I had prepared in a rush with shaking hands and blistered feet.The way in which he stared at me like though I was nothing to him, asides someone who should feel nothing but grateful to even be in the same room as him. I dragged myself out of bed and went through my normal morning routines. I washed my face, brushed my teeth and changed into one of the bland dresses I had made a part of my life in this house. And I then I packed my hair into a knot and looked at myself in the mirror. The very moment I did, it all rushed back to me. I heard the sound s

Valeria“Get the plane ready. Now. We leave in two hours.” He snapped. I sat frozen on the couch not knowing if I should say something or continue to pretend that they could not see me.The man who came in, nodded his head so fast I thought it may detach from his body. “Yes, sir.” as he stormed out, his boots reverberating on the marble floor.I looked at Dante, surprised. I had never seen him sound more urgent. The usual smug attitude and resolved control he carried were gone, replaced by something sharp. I didn't understand what had just happened, but the news he had received had to be of great importance. Still, he didn't look worried. “Get Matteo and Lorenzo down here,” he told another man who stood just off the side. “Have them forward the records on the France operation. I need all of that report on my desk before i go.”France? My brow furrowed slightly. What does that have to do with France?“Sir, should I—”“And ensure that the meeting is closed. Only my top men. No one els

DanteThe air in the room was polluted with the smoke from my cigarette. I stood by the open window in the villa where I was using as my hideout in the base of this city. Things were not going well. Not at all. Two of my men were dead. They weren't injured persay, they had died. I had gotten the news earlier in the morning. That the men I'd trained, the men I'd sent off to die…. Were actually gone.The door to the room swung open and Franco, one of my most faithful subordinates walked in. He hurried into the room, with his head low. “We have confirmation,” he said, his voice nearly a whisper yet filled with adrenaline. “Vasiliev is making a move tonight according to our sources He's going away from the city and by sea.”I took a long inhalation of the sweet tobacco from my cigar, and exhaled the smoke out of my mouth before responding. “Where?”He closer, unfolding a tattered old map on the table at my side. The marked spot indicated a point on the southern shore. “There’s an old sm

DanteA tiny smile quickly left my face the moment Valeria stepped out. I scoffed, as I relaxed in my seat.“Get me the camera records of D-line for last couple days”, I ordered in a flat but sharp tone.I pointed for the guard to set it up on the desk monitor upon his return with the footage. I watched with a steady and unblinking kind of glare as the screen began to flicker on.I spent more than an hour going through each clip, my fingers tapping gently on the table in a slow rhythm. Her routine matched with her story. She wasn't lying. She was actually quiet, very predictable and had no suspicious movements.Yet… there was a faint twitch on my lips as the camera caught sight of her eyes glancing toward the cages.“The dogs? Uh-huh,” I muttered, puffing on another of my cigars. I narrowed my eyes as amusement slipped into my voice. “You’re becoming interesting, Valeria.”I inhaled deeply and watched the tip of the coal bloom before allowing out a lazy plume of smoke.Without looking