All Chapters of Dooming the mafia devil : Chapter 101 - Chapter 109

RAPHEAL. For everything I knew and did, for everything I ever said to her.. for everything we both shared and for every single battle we fought… just to be with each other. I stared back at the one who sacrificed everything she had just to be with me, who had lost a meaningful part of herself and her life. The one whose very actions taught me that love was never sweet, rather it was all about giving all you had with a very selfish mind, until there was nothing left. “Serafina.” Was all I could mutter as I beheld her one cloudy and one blue eye, a pain so intense hit me, I nearly crashed to the floor, not caring about the little crowd I had pulled while nearly going frantic about her not responding to my callings for almost an hour. Still holding her hands, I planted a gentle kiss on her wrist and the ring I had placed on it, looked up at her with tears in my eyes and sighed. “Please Serafina.” I didn’t know what went wrong or how it went wrong.

SERAFINA. Ciara walked into the room, balancing a tray that contained a plate of Chinese fried rice, chicken broth, fried sausages and orange juice on her both hands. On a normal day, I would have jumped on the food even before she got to my bedside, but now the sight of food makes me sick to my stomach. It reminds of those mornings when I would wake up and find Rapheal shirtless in the kitchen, making breakfast. Damnn! I missed him so much to the point of hating myself. If I could have it my own way, I would have ditched everything and gone back to him. But to what ends? I couldn’t outrun my mind that conflicted itself over the shocking discovery of being his late wife, who was killed by his dalliance. The pain was going to kill me faster than my impending condition. “Hey.” Ciara spoke softly as her weight settled on the bedside while the scent of the food wafted into my nostrils. “Can you sit up?” I shook my head before she could finish.

SERAFINAA few hours ago. Thankfully, the workers were all gone when I broke into the Dekom’s empire that night and rushed straight to Rapheal’s office. If he was truly in danger, then the office was the last place I was certain to find him. However, I could grab an access card to see him because he was most likely at the hospital. Cold sweat had nearly doused my whole body and by the time I was done with the stairs to avoid being caught on camera, I was drenched in my attire. My heart was pounding and my body trembled involuntarily in a way I couldn't control. Because I had cried all through my way there, my only functioning eye had been blurred so badly, I couldn't properly decipher between a wall and a walking space. I kept crashing into the glass walls, which was followed by the sound of a crack, and in some cases, the fragments pierced my skin and went into my body. I had no direction, no sight and no one to guide me. I was almost at the verge of givin

RAPHEAL. One year later. For the longest time in a while, smoking had become a better part of me. It was something someone close to me used to enjoy and I thought I would incorporate the hobby, just to feel her presence. Whenever I feel down, when I need to clear my head— I always have to clear my head— or just reminisce on a lot of things. God knows I’m going crazy having to wait all day for her. As the smoke of the cigar slowly ran down my lungs, it’s hotness managed to calm my insides, although not my nearly raging heart from its devastation and emotional excruciating pain. I looked down at the mansion’s ground and almost sighed. Exactly a year since she left was my birthday. While I had preferred and even proferred to stay on my own and enjoy my company, staring at her beautiful magnificent pictures which I had used to create a shrine in my room, my mom had thought otherwise. I watched as the organizers carried the tables and chairs around to