Raphael immediately went rigid. Standing on the spot and staring face to face at his mother who he hadn't seen for more than fifteen years got him as rigid as a statue. Nicole watched the scenery unfold, anxiety eating her up. She knew fully well Raphael hated his mother and she never thought she would actually get to meet his mother.Hell she hadn't even met his father yet! Nicole had her eyes focused at Raphael before darting it to the teary orbs of Raphael's mother, Maya.Raphael really took after his mother in facial features.He was her exact replica. Same blue orbs, full eyebrows and long lashes, dark, long raven locks cascading over their shoulders and their peach lips. But Nicole noticed something else; she looked frail and sickly. Her blue eyes were dull and her eyebags were fully out. Dark spots could be spotted carving its markings all around her face.Her peach lips seemed dried and stains of blood tainted her blue shirt."Raphael" she faintly whispered breaking the
NICOLE "What the hell was that?"Raphael asked as he walked down from the stairs. He had just taken a sedated, sleeping Maya to one of the numerous bedrooms upstairs.Everybody was still as shocked as ever. I could feel the tensed atmosphere. It was soaring in the air, gliding through every one.Raphael had his gaze focused on Micheal who seemed the most shock.His brows were creased and deeply knitted, his mouth slightly ajar in blank amazement."Why did Maya say you are an imposter Micheal?" Raphael interrogated, coming closer to his father.I noticed Raphael seldomly addressed his parents by the tittle they held in his life. He always called them by their names with no atom of fear."I have no clue. Do I look like an imposter to you?!" Micheal barked back at Raphael.I watched his bloodshot gaze flash at Raphael and scaring the living daylight out of me.Raphael stood silent. I didn't know what he was thinking and I was scared of asking. I didn't want to add fuel into the already e
The spacious, dim burgundi lit regal hall was expensively furnished to match the affluent lifestyle of the elites in it.Beautifully ornate round tables with scented candles placed on them formed a pattern in the hall. A mini fountain stood in the centre of the grand, monarchical hall. It was sprouting crystal clear water with speckles of gold shining in them.The walls and pillars were adorned with green, pink, purple and white hyacinth flowers whilst the table had gardenia flowers littered on them. The flowers filled the entire hall with their beautiful, enthralling scent. A monogram of the bride and grooms name was inscripted into the floors of the halls while live instrumentalist played at the centre of the hall. From the richly expressed decor to the expensive furnished decorations to waiters serving exquisite delectable cuisines; the entire ornamentation was superb. Nicole stared dewy-eyed the moment she stepped into the reception of Francesca's wedding. Every thing l
Raphael raged in an extreme fury. He subconsciously lets go of his mother's cold body and lurches out of the hall. He wanted to kill the shooter himself. Nothing else would give him more satisfaction than embedding bullets into the body of the person that dared to shoot his mother. Nicole wrapped her hands around Maya's body, crying deeply into her chest as the panic soared in the air.Hysteria filled the room. Confusion and chaos was the order as everybody stood on their toes not knowing who would be the next victim. The shooter was uncovered in an underground tunnel not far away from the hall. Raphael had his men surround the area, ready to spill his blood.In the speed of light, the assassin pulled out a revolver and in a flash, he pulled the trigger, aiming it for Raphael but Luis was quick to jump in the way, taking the bullet in his arm."Fuck. Luis!" Raphael yelled as Luis body made contact with the dusty ground.That was enough distraction for the assassin to slip out of
NICOLEI froze. My heart sank to my knees, racing for its summit with the tremor in my body rising to its peak. My own husband just freaking pointed a gun at me.My hands instinctively dropped, the gun lowering with my gaze diverting to Raphael's neutral look.No sign of regret or concern.Am I dreaming?I want to be woken up because what the hell is happening right now!?"Raphael..." my horror-striken voice came out as a whisper.Nobody had the guts to interfere. It was a man and his wife. I felt like the entire hospital was void of any other being apart from I and Raphael.My world came to an abrupt halt as Raphael tightened his hold on his gun. Would he really do this?"I'm just trying to help you...." I whispered.Tears pooled in my eyes and trickled softly down my cheeks.From the corners of my eyes, I could see a wry smile forming on Michael's face.That fucking liar!"You live me no choice my love" Raphael gravely uttered.Suddenly I felt the kick of a boot on my hand making
RAPHAEL I took Nicole by the hand into my waiting car. She insisted we go to a church and honestly I didn't want to go but inorder to fulfil her wish, I gave in. My mother's death really took a huge mental toll on me. Flashes of her beautiful smile still haunts my memory.My mother was attacked in her apartment in cuba and now she was shot. Why was she fucking attacked in the first place? She didn't leave much information on what she had been up to after her divorce with my dad.I closed my eyes and turned to face my men. About a score of them stood behind me, waiting for my next line of action.Estaban had been located. I received word from my capos about his location in cuba. Finally. My gun is aching to kiss his face."Half of you are to go to Estaban's location. Keep an eye on him. The remaining half will serve as I and my wife's entourage. Make sure he is being monitored and don't loose him" I spilled my orders and watch half of them disperse whilst the other half got into
RAPHAEL I pulled my car across the street facing a bungalow in one of the suburbs of Cuba. I pushed open the doors of my car and watched my capos stride over to me.They had already arrived before me, surrounding the entire vicinity.I leaned against my car, making sure my gun was perfectly placed in my pants."Raphael, Estaban is in there with a woman" Dante informed me as he walked over with Thomas, Lorenzo, Luca and Marco."Luca, Marco, I need briefing on the Mexican politicians. But for now let's take care of this motherfucker" I walked over to the windows with my men. Glancing through the partly pulled apart curtains, I spotted Estaban on the sofa with a red haired.She was naked before him, sitting directly on his cock and riding him off. His grunts were low but audible enough as she bounced on him, throwing her head back whilst he gripped on to her ass and thrusted his hips upwards. I gave one of my underbosses the signal and he at once kicked open the door, we all rushin
"Thank you babe" Nicole smiled to Raphael as he helped her on to their Jet. She couldn't be more happier. Today, they were leaving Cuba and no words could describe how relieved she felt. Their trip to Mexico and Cuba had turned out to be a total nightmare-- one that she would never have imagined.Assassins, death and blood became the norm.With various conspiracies surrounding them, Nicole couldn't help but always ponder about their future together.Some thing still bugged her deeply--Maya's warnings to her before she died. Nicole could still remember that day like it was yesterday.Maya had specifically warned her about Micheal, claiming he was an imposter sent to kill them. She spoke of plots aiming at Raphael.Whenever Nicole thought of it, she got so consumed with an unexplainable terror. Her heart beat would become so erratic and her thoughts would run wild.How would she prove that Micheal was an imposter? And what plots are cooking up?Nicole knew one thing for sure. She ha
NICOLE I flopped my head back on to my sofa, tiredness oozing from my features.I had a very tiring day at work and all I needed now was just rest and peace. Peace in my married life too.In the past two weeks, ever since I confronted Raphael about his past affairs with Leila, we've been having issues upon issues over the phone. Why was he blind to the fact that Leila would destroy our marraige if she was still lingering around him?She herself made it clear to me on how much she despised me and how badly she wanted Raphael. That woman will do everything in her power to get Raphael back and I was trying to avoid it.I had specifically told Raphael to discharge her of her duties and just let her go far away from this mafia and from him but he wouldn't agree. He said it wasn't that easy to leave the mafia and Leila was one of his best assassins. I mean ain't he the capo?He makes the rules so why can't he change them? What is so hard in discharging her of her duties and sen
NICOLE I came down from my car, heading into a dainty pastry shop. I was on my way to work and I wanted to grab some snacks. Pushing open the glass doors, I trod towards the counter.The decor was comfortable. It wasn't too posh to feel out of place and also wasn't too plain either. Rounded wooden tables and soft chairs formed a pattern in the shop,the mild tone of classical music soaring in the air.The environment wasn't animated. It was peaceful and serene.Placing an order to go of two pancakes and some spring rolls by the counter, I ambled towards one of the chairs and waited for my order. My mind drifted towards Raphael. I missed my husband so much. It was already close to a month and he still wasn't back.Was it that serious back in Mexico?The only thing that comforted me was my assurance that he would come back and also our late night calls. A waiter brought my order to me wrapped up."Here you go Ma'am" a soft feminine voice called out to me.With a smile, I col
"I swear I'll shoot all of you right now and send gunmen to each one of your fucking families and have them pass through hell!" Raphael thundered fire and brimstones to his underbossess that formed a straight line opposite him. His nostrils flared and his eyes were so bloodshot, enough to scare the wits out of someone. Anger was an understatement of what he was going through. A bomb had been planted in one of his warehouses and they were very fortunate to had escape with their lives but in the process they had lost more than a million. His restless feet walked around the hall, his anger rising with each breath. A grenade was exploding in his head and he just wanted to kill somebody right now. The horror stricken underbossess stood frigid and also rigid. Nobody dared uttered a word in their defence. The incidence had left everyone stuperfied and lost for words. How was a bomb planted in the warehouses? It was heavily guarded so who was able to outsmart the armed guards and pla
RAPHAEL "Any info yet?" I asked my capos as we sauntered into a fairly dark room.Thomas outstretched his hands for me,"see for yourself. Diego's phone was accessed and truly he did get a phone call from the ghost" A smile lit on my face. Finally we were getting somewhere. I was tired of moving in circles, unending frustrating circles."Is that all?" I asked, my voice a little louder. My eyes accessed everything in the spacious room with a wily smile."We've gotten the best computer specialist and trackers to access the exact location of the ghost" Thomas informed me, his eyes on the various men who had the finger pads glued to the keyboard of the computers with the lights reflecting on their faces. I walked towards one and he acknowledged my presence which I returned back with a nod."Fill me in" I ordered him."We've got a problem" his brows became furrowed at the screen. Fuck. What again?"What's the issue?" I replied trying to swallow my annoyance."Diego was contacted through
RAPHAEL"Thomas please that's absurd" I sighed, taking my eyes off him."But it's not impossible" Thomas replied unfazed."Why exactly would my dad want to harm my mum? For what reason? What would he gain from my mother's death?" I threw multiple questions at Thomas. Thomas went silent, slowly averting his gaze from my face. He opened his mouth to speak but no words came out."Exactly. Nothing at all links to my dad" I concluded with a hiss.I don't know why my mum would make such an absurd claim. It was so saddening watching her rage like an insane lunatic not to talk more of Nicole having to believe her words. Nothing linked to my dad. What would he stand to gain from killing my mother? If he was truly one of our enemies, why didn't he just kill us all since? He knows the in and out of this mafia--all our partners, the drugs, the politicians in our payroll, the ammunitions, our warehouses--name it all; my dad knows it all so why didn't he destroy us earlier. What would e
An agonising groan echoed around the steel walls of the cellar.Pain was evident in the voice that carried it; torturous and horrific pain. Strapped on to a chair was a bruised and disfigured Diego. He was held caged by a rope which seemed to squeeze his entire body into one piece. The pain from that alone was excruciating talk more of the cuts, wounds and broken bones he had gotten. The cellar was cold, extremely cold. Diego had his teeth chattering. A rat ran passed his legs causing him to curse in italian. Heavy thumping footsteps could be heard making its way towards his direction.Diego needed not to be told who it was. Cold and dangerous blue eyes carried his already swollen and weak green orbs in their formidable stare."Have you come back to finish what you started?" Diego asked slurry before spitting out loud. Raphael crouched down and gave him a sadistic smile."You know me so well diego" "Actually..."Raphael began."I'm not going to kill you now" he stood
NICOLE What word can describe how shock and confused I am right now?Raphael's bitter tone still played in my head. I could only imagine how furious he looked when he said that. I felt like screaming my lungs out. I planned on telling him this myself. Why would Leila go tell him without informing me? I thought so much about it that I didn't realise when tears had started trickling down my cheeks. With a sniff of my nose, I wiped my tears with the back of my palms. My phone rang a second time causing me to jerk immedately.Was that Raphael!? I checked the caller with the speed of light only to meet with a caller that almost got me screaming.Amarachi!"Amarachi! Oh my. How are you!?" I was as happy as a lark to hear her voice.I've missed my sister so much."I'm good sis. What about you?" Amarachi laughed."I'm so sorry I haven't been calling" I felt guilty immedately. Ever since I got married to Raphael, it seemed that I had less time to focus on my own side of the family
RAPHAEL My brows deeply knitted themselves while my restive eyes were focused on my phone which rested in my tensed fingers. I recieved a video from Leila. She didn't even send a call or a voicenote of any sort. She just randomly sent this video. I at first thought it was a video about how things were going on back home which was why I didn't want to open it immedately but now my eyes are eating up what I can't make out of. Where is Nicole heading with miles?Why doesn't that woman listen to me?! I assigned Leila to look after her because I know how unsafe it is right now. If one of my goddamn enemies couldn't reach me, Nicole would definitely be the next target. Her safety is so important to me.I specifically ordered her not to go anywhere without Leila. Even if she disobeyed me, I had at least expected it to be that she went with Sofia or Emilio and not with Miles. My face was disconcerted in anger, my fist balling up the more I focused on the video. "Fuck!!" I yell
The room was gloomy doom, scanty with just a sofa as the only piece of furniture decorating the dark room.A faintly lit bulb swung carelessly in the middle, evoking squeaky noises with each swing which was the only sound that befell the room. Ruffled brown hairs with large carouse hands that were combing through it, dishevelling it the more flopped on the edge of the sofa. With searching brown eyes staring up at the ceiling, the man blew puffs of cigarette smoke into the air, dragging the cigar out of his lips. A slow knock on the door was heard. A smile curved by the side of his peach lips. Loud thumping footsteps were accompanied by the deep chuckling of a young man."I've been waiting for you" came the hoarse voice of the man. "It's not easy doing this but I'm glad I'm back on track" the young man told him as he stood behind the sofa. With a sharp bolt from the sofa, the older man turned to face his counterpart before engulfing him in a hug."Maxim. Ivan must be