Novels by Zoe Chiz

CARLOS“Wh—where are we going?” “To the market, Seraphina.” I walked away from the office, and reached the table where my wristwatch was dumped. Picking it up, I walked to the door and turned to look at my new boss. “You should be fast about it.” “I don't think you should do this.” “Why not?” I stopped walking. “I owe you enough already, Mr. Carlos.” When was she going to stop this? A tired sigh ran out of my mouth as I walked back to the desk. “It's a gift, Seraphina. Oh, please. Come on. You cannot refuse my gifts, can you? And don't pity me because I can afford it, so shall we?” She picked up her purse after some time and walked to the door. I did the same with a sigh of relief running out of my mouth and then I reached my car in a short while. “Give me a moment—” I let out, walking to a corner where I knew it was safe to make calls. “Hello, Vito.” “Yes, Boss. Good morning.” “Can you do something for me?” “Of course, Boss. What can I do for you?” “We need to change the

SERAPHINA Worry became my second name. All day and all night, I worried about the fate of my bakery. Even though Carlos, my new partner, promised to do something about it, I wondered all the time what exactly he was going to do to save the day. Did he have connections I didn't know about? These and many thoughts ran around in my head this morning when I opened my eyes in my small apartment. Standing up on my feet, I walked over to the dressing mirror so that I could take a look at myself. I didn't look okay. How could I look okay with the many things that went on with me? It was barely forty-eight hours since I spoke with him at the bakery and since then, he had yet to reach out to me again which left me with none other but the impression that I wasn't wanted in his life anymore. One thing I needed to do was clean up the bakery just as Carlos suggested. Then, I left the side of the mirror and caught up with the closet where my outfit for the day was selected, after which I grab

CARLOSThis—was—beautiful. “Vito.” “Boss,” he called back. “Do you like what you see?” I knew I was going to love what I was seeing, but how do I know what exactly I was seeing if I wasn't told? Did Vito think I was a witch to know these things? “I believe so, but what am I seeing?” He took the blindfold off the man's eyes and now I could see his face, but I didn't recognize him. “What, Vito? Who is he? Can you tell me already? I don't think I have all day.” “This is Mr. Johnson—” Vito explained. “He's the man who has been dropping bad reviews on the website. It wasn't a hard thing catching him - especially when he lives around - with his entire family.” “Let me go—” the so-called Mr. Johnson cried. “No, not yet, Mr. Johnson—” I walked closer, meeting Vito's gaze as I gave him a nod. “This is a good job you've done, Vito. I wasn't expecting you to do it soon.” “Of course, Boss. Thank you.” “Can you give us some time?” I now asked. Vito dropped the blindfold on a desk and

CARLOSWhat was I going to do? I know I asked Seraphina to go home and not worry about the issue we had on the ground, but there was no way I could know what to do. What was I going to do? I arrived home a while ago, realizing also that there was a need to employ another man who would drive me. Since the last one died, or rather—was killed, Vito had been the only one driving me around when that was not his job - he was my PA, not a driver. “Vito?” When relaxed on a couch in my living room, I called. “I might need you to do something for me. But the time is not right - not yet.” I announced while the young man took a seat on the couch on the other end. “Sure, Boss. You know I can do anything at all.” That was a good thing to hear. “What would you love me to do for you, Boss? I have waited all these while for a task.” Nodding, I sat up on the couch. “I have no idea how this would go yet—” I sounded. “I'll let you know when the time is right but right now, we need a man to dr

Seraphine's Pov“Hey Miss, do you want to kill me with your shitty cupcakes?” one of my customers yelled angrily with his hand holding his butt. “What is wrong?" I asked, wondering what was going on; I could recognize him. He is one of my constant customers. The air changed into a rotten smell. I used a hanky to cover up my nose, staring at the geeky customer from the cloth.“After eating your cupcakes, I have been frequently visiting the restroom. What do you put in those?” I quickly threw the hanky away, noticing the urgency of the situation, still utterly confused at the situation. I did nothing different from my baking method. What could be the problem?“Umh… I'm sorry,” my voice cracked utterly short of words.“Sorry, sorry for yourself. I will make sure I give bad reviews on your business. You're giving us poison,” he yelled, heading towards the door."Please..." I tried to stop him, but before I could say a word, he was already out of sight. I regain my composure looking back

Isabella PovIs time to deal with Seraphine, I have tolerated her for a long time. I asked someone to follow Carlos that night and I found out that he went to see Seraphine that night.I'm consumed by hatred for her, I want to see her suffer.“Hey Seraphine. You have to pay me out” I snapped over the phone when I called Seraphine. I didn't care about the greeting or about how we used to be.“Just give me a little time” she said, but I wasn't having it. I just want to put her in so much pressure that it would be hard for her to come. Oh her parents too, I can use them to my own advantage, I smirked at myself holding up the pack I will use to bring her business down. I planned to take her to hell. Firstly, incur debts for her then use this to finish up my revenge.“I don't have time Seraphine” “I just got out from the devil's den, Isabella I was kidnapped. I haven't even gone to the store” “I don't care about Seraphine. I just need my payout. You can send it out asap” I didn't wai