Novels by Ere Dun

The entire time Amber laid there with various tubes attached to her felt like an eternity to Evans. Cara had taken an excuse to pick Mason up from school while Jason left to clear Evans’ work up. His hand trembled badly as he held on to Amber's. Holding his tears back, he exhaled loudly.“I'm so sorry baby, I'm so sorry,” he kept muttering underneath his breath. “I had no idea I meant that much to you. You shouldn't have gone this far to prove that to me.”His phone rang, diverting his attention away from her. The caller ID had his face rumpled up. The bastard had the right to be calling him even when the love of his life was right beside him struggling for her life.On second thought, he decided to pick up, to hear what he had to say.“John,” he called out on the first pick. “It's been a while, how can I help you?”“Evan, my man,” the excitement in his voice couldn't go unnoticed and he wondered what he had to say.He was desperately trying to keep his anger under the radar and if he

Not having so much to do and with her son in school, Cara grabbed her phone and decided to say hi to her friend. It's been a while since she showed up at her father's house and saw Amber, not after that incident with Evans. She wondered what he was going to do about it. The company was moving fine and her father's employees were just as loyal to her as they were to him. Deciding not to take any car, she hailed a cab and wondered who to visit first. Evans or Amber?Settling for the latter choice, she gave the address to her father's house. Amber had never called since then and she too was busy trying to get Jason out of his worried state. He feared so much about Cynthia being on the run, worried that she would come after her and Mason. “We are here ma'am,” the cab driver infiltrated her thoughts.“Thank you so much,” she alighted and paid, walking straight to the gate. She pushed the gate open, hoping it was unlocked. Disappointed, she brought out her key and inserted it into the key

Jason ruffled his hair and sighed in frustration, the clicking of the keyboard pads intensified. This action drew the attention of Cara who was seated on the couch, watching a movie. She paused her movie and carefully stood up without making a sound. Her hands found his way to his shoulders, gently massaging him.He threw his head back and sighed in relief. Her hands continued all the way from his shoulders to his neck, gently applying pressure on it.“Do you want to talk about it?” She said, “you know I listen pretty well.”His eyes were closed, feeling relaxed under her touch. “It's not something you should worry yourself about.”“Is it about Cynthia? Still no sign of her?”“Hmmmmmm,” he nodded his head and sat straight.She took a seat beside him and held his hands together. “Why don't you leave it to the police to find her? You worry too much Jason.”“I do not worry for myself babe, I worry for you and Mason. She's a crazy woman who would do anything to get what she wants. She can

Cynthia rushed into the house while the cab driver waited outside wondering what was happening. Her hands trembled badly and blood dripped from her wounds. Her hair was messed up and her makeup didn't make it look easy too. Everything was worse.For a moment, she ignored the pain coursing through her veins. She sat on the carpeted floor and weeped her eyes out.Jason had proven that he was smarter than her. The signs were there, she just ignored them. Like the time he got home before her accusing her of having an affair with his father. All these while he knew but he chose to keep mute because of the things he had in mind.He didn't even care to know the type of underwear she had or how big her breasts were. For a man that was once a womanizer, she really messed up. But that was no time to start counting back or reflecting on the past, she needed to get out before Jason came back.She dropped her box from the top of the shelf and filled them with her clothes roughly, no time to start

Jackson's lawyer sat in the living room with them, he held a couple of documents with him, waiting for the rest of the occupants to show up.Jason sat with his wife while Mason sat on his father's lap.“Who else are we waiting for daddy?”“Uhmmm,” he didn't know the appropriate title to give Cynthia. “Just a person affiliated with the family, that's all.”“They need to hurry up, punctuality is something we are being taught at school.”“Don't–”Cara cut in quickly. “I'm pretty sure they must be caught up in traffic. She'll be here soon.”She gave her husband the nastiest look ever, Jason looked away, hiding his face to the other side.Few minutes later, Cynthia walked in majestically like she owned the entire place. She kept chewing her gum noisily. “I'm sorry for keeping you all waiting, something held me up.”Cara rubbed her son's hand. “See, I told you, something caused her to be late.”The lawyer adjusted his glasses and sat up straight. “Shall we begin?”“Yes please,” Jason answe

The rain kept beating the wooden cover of the casket. Jason loosened his hair and let it fall all over his face, standing akimbo. Cara, Mason and the rest stood under an umbrella. She tried to cajole her husband to come under but he wouldn't bulge. His hard stare wouldn't leave his father's coffin.A call at work the week before announced to him that his father had passed away in his office. Traces of sleeping pills could be found in his bloodstream.Whoever murdered his father was still walking free.The screeching of a taxi car got their attention, Cynthia dropped from the car, dressed in a black fitted gown and a large hat. Her heels matched her outfit and he wondered if she was truly coming to a funeral or if she would hit the bar after this location.She opened her umbrella and joined the rest where the priest was giving a sermon.He kept watching her steps, trying to see if he would find anything incriminating. Dismissing it, he believed that he was just overthinking things.“Ma

UriJust like that, 4 months in total had gone by since the death of Diego and the disappearance of Marianna. Alceo looked a little closer to death everyday, the house was gloomy and nothing made anybody smiley. We all admitted and accepted that we had treated Marianna in a bad way, most especially me. Not knowing that she was a top asset to us. I imagined that, only if father was alive, he would have fought tooth and nail to make sure nothing comes in between their love. It would only make him so much more protective irrespective of whatever bad blood is between him and Santo.The picture of the late Lady Del Vecchio hanging boldly on the wall in our living room gave me a little bit of hope anytime I walked past it. It was a way of reassuring me that we would find her and properly I'll tender my apologies. The way her cheek lit up and a part of her teeth showed, it was obvious, Marianna took her mother's face.For my father to have fallen in love with this woman, it meant a whole lot

Alceo2 weeks laterThe last meeting with Javier's father was relieving and at the same frustrating. Everything went silent, no new information or anything to keep our asses on the street. Rosco was busy helping us to comb the street but since he was a lot more used to it than us. My brothers have welcomed him gladly into our home but he wasn't one to cross his boundaries. Something was tying the Italians and the Russians together now, it was best we work together.The elders of the Italian house too couldn't find anything on Javier, not after the last threat I gave them. Javier was pretty stealth and I was sure that he had help else he wouldn't be able to pull this off by himself.It was late at night, everyone sat alone, moody and pissed. The door swung open and in came Rosco.I was the first to go. “You look like shit, have you had a bath recently?”“There's little or no difference between us, so wrap it up boy.”His muscular frame made him look like my older brother, so him callin

AlceoI managed to make myself a little bit neat, shaving my beards and taking a cool shower in order to help me think. My phone chimed and I got out of the bathroom, locating it immediately. It was a message from Rosco. We've combed every place we knew but everything ended in futile. There was a place we could try out, this time, it was just going to end in talks not the usual bloodshed.I dressed casually, tucking a pistol behind me. I met my brothers waiting for me downstairs.“You got the location?” Uri asked, loading the guns in the back of the car.I nodded my head in affirmation. “But we might not be needing that. We are just going there to have a talk, we are hoping he might have an idea where he is.”“Hmmm,” Uri said, still ignoring everything I said. “You never can tell what will happen. To be on the safer side, I'll just keep them here.”I didn't argue with him anymore and just found a spot to settle in. My mind was clouded, my vision was starting to become blurry due to th

JavierReality was starting to dawn on me, I thought kidnapping Marianna and having her whenever I wanted would fill the empty space in my soul. Instead it just made it wider, seeing her lose herself made me lose myself too.I sat outside in the cold, lighting a cigarette to keep me warm. One single drag in, and I felt so good, having the feeling of euphoria. This continued for a while and I threw my head back to relish the feeling I was getting.It was a quiet scenario with just the cottage in the area. A call from my other phone shattered my blissful feeling. I stared blankly at the caller ID before picking it up.In a straight, stern voice, I answered. “How can I help you Arico?”“Where are you boss? The Russians have been going berserk, killing whoever they find affiliated to you. Are you safe where you are?”“So what should I do about it? You are my boys, so it is necessary you die for me,” I didn't think twice before I said what I said. If I was in Arico’s position, I'd be quite

Alceo Everywhere went silent after the call, no one dared say a word. My anger could make a whole pasta go from raw to finished. I grabbed the phone beside me and threw it against the wall.“AARRRRRRRGH,” I destroyed everything that was in my way. The guards rushed in, trying to see if an intruder was in the house and I decided to transfer my anger on them. Going physical on them was doing little to nothing to my anger, instead it enraged me more.Before I could say jack, a real heavy punch lodged itself in my face. Turned around to see who it was and lo and behold, it turned out to be Aleksi.“You want to let off some of that heat, let's go,” he took his stance in front of me and that angered me more. He was more strategic, I was fighting blindly. Most of my punches missed him but his punches were hitting me in sensitive places, making me go weaker faster.“You bastard,” I spat out blood. “You think you can handle me?”The others stood at a corner watching the drama happening betwee

Trigger warning ⚠️ Marianna1 month later I don't know what day it was or how long I've been there but to me it felt like months. I was plunged into the dark and the only time I had any companions was when my master came in. Either to serve me or to relieve himself using me. I crave for the sun, I crave for the morning light, I crave for a particular touch but I didn't know who it belonged to.All I remembered of him was his distinctive features; full eyebrows, dark skinned with a different shade of blue eyes. His face was starting to disappear and I desperately sought to keep it. Master told me he was the one that caused all my misfortune but his face failed to give off that vibe. His face was the definition of peace, it gave me all the tingling I needed. The door opened and immediately I went on all fours. It was in the same position that I was fed and used as a tool to satisfy master's cravings. If I failed to do so, I'll be met with master's anger and I wasn't ready to face tha