CHAPTER THIRTY ONE.

~~~~~~~Zayn~~~~~~

The moment I alighted from my flight, my black maybach was already waiting for me and I immediately drove over to Ayita’s place. I knew she was going to be home, after all Arturo died.

For a priest and a man who faithfully served God for the past seven years, I didn't even feel guilty for what I have been doing. Ranging from sleeping with Ayita to having two persons killed. I was supposed to be mad at myself for committing such atrocities but here I was going to the house of the woman I started my first sin with.

I should feel guilty, my conscience should prick me and let me know I was a bad person but I felt totally fine like it was a normal things. Yes it was a normal thing for me to see in my mafia family everyday but I was a priest and this was a different ball game altogether but let’s just say, I was already neck deep into sin, I didn’t know how to save myself anymore.

I was deep in thought and by the time I looked up, I was already approaching Ayita’s gate. Fu