"Why do you remind me so much of my wife?" he asked. "Maybe I am her," she replied. Sophia agreed to marry Leo, a renowned Mafia lord , after spending the night with him. She spent two years trying to make her marriage work, and just when she thought things were going her way, Leo announced he was leaving her for another woman. She fled the country after almost being murdered by Leo's new fiancée and met Quinn, another infamous Mafia who promised to exact revenge on those who wronged her. Now, she returns with a thirst for revenge and a little replica of her ex-husband. What happens when old sparks begin to fly? Will she stick to her quest for revenge or abandon it and follow her heart?
View MoreGINA’S POVI rolled over on the bed, my hands flaring around unconsciously trying to find Quinn. He wasn’t in bed. I stretched out and sat up, rubbing my eyes. The room is dimly lithe by the florescent lamp by our bed stand. I searched for him with my eyes gliding from the bathroom door to the balcony. I noticed immediately that the glass door leading to the balcony was open. I climbed down, picking my night gown from the floor. I slipped through the door like a cartoon stealth monkey. Hoping I could startle him but when I saw Quinn leaned against the railing looking at my phone, I knew something was wrong.“Quinn.” I whispered softly.He turned, slowly hiding the phone behind him. “You are awake.” “Yeah.” I eyed his back pocket.“Did the cold winds wake you? I’m sorry I forgot to close the close the door.”“It’s okay.” I start towards him, with a graceful catwalk. “ I missed you so I woke up.”He smiled with his lips stretching to the left. I drew close enough, placing my head on h
AL DURO’S POVDid I ever say I hate hospitals? Well I do. Every inch reeked of detergent, disease and old people. What I wouldn’t do to get out of here but I have to suck it up. Important things required some, disgusting, sacrifices.I huffed, crosschecked the fruit basket and then I knocked. “Its Al duro.” I cleared my throat. My hoarse voice getting deeper.The door swung open. A nurse ran out immediately. A plate flew her direction. I dodged immediately. It shattered on the wall behind me.‘It’s only been two days and she is throwing things already. Woof’I gently pat on the door again. “Can I come in now?” There was a brief silence and then she spoke.“Come in.” I smiled and slowly walked into the room. The first thing that greeted me was a bowl face down on the floor then scattered roses and a woman in hospital blues biting her lip. Her hair disheveled and her face smudged with tears. She looked like she was having a schizophrenic episode. “Samantha? Can you hear me?” “Ye
LEO’S POVShe stared at me, voiceless. I scoffed. “So now you can’t talk?” Really?”She pursed her lips; fear in her eyes. I walked off, trying to blow off the rage building up inside me. It didn’t work. I shot a bloody gaze at her. She flinched a little but then composed herself. Every bit of her telling me she is not backing down easily.“You don’t scare me, you bastard.”I ignored her walking away.“Sam. Sam. Sam. Don’t push me. I’ve done everything for you. I had my business put on hold because you asked me to be here. I’ve bought everything you said you needed, snuggled you in at night. Every space of time I have is virtually occupied by you an our child. I haven’t lain a hand on a woman months before you said you were pregnant but still…” I took a moment, to suck in a breath . then I spun around to look her in the eyes.“Still you call me 50 times every day. You text me nonstop and you keep accusing me of sleeping around. You’ve gone mad Samantha. I won’t let you drive me crazy
LEO’S POVTHREE MONTHS LATERIt never rains this much in may. Tonight is different. The downpour was twice as heavy. Cold winds froze the windshield and seeped in through the windows I had cracked open. The damp road reeked of grease and motor oil. My phone is on vibrate, dancing away on the passenger seat. You would expect that I would be dying to get home; to get warm. But honestly, I wasn’t. the cold site me just fine. The chilling feeling of my bones contracting as my body iced; it is a peace I havn’t felt in a while. For a moment, I actually thought that my entire life would turn out to be a dream if I closed my eyes and let the cold enveloped me in her arms full of icy nectar. Oh how I missed the quiet. I could get used to..A hand banged against my window, jolting my thoughts. I heaved, squeezing the revolver holstered to my weight. I sucked in a breath and exhaled slowly, trying to let the anger out. That son of a bitch better have a good reason for this. I opened my eyes and
GINA'S POVI stood in front of the mirror built-in to the left door of the giant closet inside the luxury penthouse. The cold morning breeze wafts the curtains and chills my skin. I have only what nature has given me, on. My eyes are closed. It has been a very long year but nothing beat nearly losing my son to that lunatic, Leo. The people I lost and the fear I had to endure still left bone chilling memories that just couldn't fade.Well, Derek is finally far away from all this but for some reason I couldn't get the peace I thought I would. Perhaps it’s because I couldn't call. Hailey must have crossed multiple continents by now; there is no way I could get to her from a cell phone. I know where she would be eventually and after was that make me so restless. My son isn't going to see me again, not for another four or even Ten years. I wondered how I could cope. I think that is the reason I haven’t been able to feel at ease.I took a deep breath and open my eyes. The figure that stood
AL DURO'S POVI watched him stare listlessly, from the Golden Brown door to the wallpaper and back to his glass of wine but it was just to refill it and repeat the action again. Honestly, in all the time I have been with Leonardo Fernandez I had never seen him so devastated. I have to admit I found myself acknowledging that I hit the guy pretty hard. Not that I didn't like it though. Leonardo sighed heavily. It drew my attention.“You know, brandy can't help you.”He ignored me well more like he didn't hear me. His eyes are sullen, his head falling and gloom marred his features. In a way he is like an awoken corpse.“Leonardo I'm being honest.”He rose, not sparing me any glance while he walked to the bar counter in his living room to pick the fifth bottle of brandy. I sprung to my feet from the armchair I had occupied, launched towards him and grabbed the bottle.“Quit it man, you are stronger than this!”He gave me a blank stare and then grinned mockingly.“I thought so too, well,
GINA’S POVI wheeled into the parking lot of the hanger. An ambulance right behind me, roughly screeching to a halt. I hopped down, lifting a revolver gun out of the car. The ambulance door swung open and Quinn alighted. A bazooka placed on his shoulder. His radio was reporting. “Nothing living on site Boss.”He looked at his men in the ambulance. “It’s clear, move him now.” Quinn ordered. I took the front, they followed behind me. The jet just a few feet away. Three guards lay in wait with a woman. She has a thin purple scarf over her neck, covering part of her face.The doctors pushed the stretcher onward. Derek had been strapped down on so he wouldn't fall. Quinn hovering around us, watching the parameter. The doctors pushed Derek up into the craft while I stopped in front of the lady.Her face is hidden but I could tell she is smiling.“Thank you… Hailey. This means the world to me.”“You don't need to thank me. It’s Derek we were talking about here. I love him like he is my ow
GINA'S POV That long, dragging piercing sound of a faulty radio, that's the only thing I could hear when my head hit the ground. My eyes flickered and the pain in my head just didn't stop gnawing at me.I held what seemed like the bashed side and tried to pull myself up. The whole world is in chaos. Black boots stumbling back and forth beside me. Men yelling... falling. There is blood everywhere.I couldn't think but my subconscious mind is able to calculate and know that I have to flee so I did. Stomping around like I was blind. The debris of blown up rocks with jagged edges tore the skin on my feet. I groaned but I couldn't put myself together enough to tell which way is right.Someone is yelling, his voice tried to break through the screeching sound in my ear but it couldn’t. I couldn't tell what he was saying. Until… he grabbed me “Take cover.” He dragged me down with him, enveloping me in his arms. An explosion erupted the very next second. I shrunk into his enclosure, shudder
I heard the baritone voice behind the door. I spun around immediately. A relieved smile settling on my face. I had been waiting for him. I let go of the hem of my shirt rumble by my grip. The door opened slowly and Quinn walked in. His clothes are ripped a little and he is covered in dust. Tears weld up in my eyes. With our lips sealed I asked him, if he was hurt. He heaved and shock his head. He wasn't . I ran to him and hugged him. We shared a passionate kiss for a moment before we disengaged. He pulled me to him and we both faced Reginald.“You said you could find him right?” Quinn asked.“Yes.” He said, navigating away from his bed.“Leonardo has two safe houses. Four months back, one of the was burned out so they decided to make the second one fire proof. Then when Gina came, he began to fantasize having a family so he renovated the place to look like a home. If he is taking him to a safe place then that's the location.”“Directions, We don't have time.” Reggie shock his
Sophia "Our first item of the night is the whispering city," the auctioneer announced. I stared at the painting from across the room, the dim lighting in the gallery seemed to heighten the painting's quality."The bid will start at $1,500," the auctioneer said, and bidding began."$2,000.""$2,500."I observed as others raised their paddles to bid. It wasn't that I wasn't interested in the painting, in fact, I was only here for the painting. I saw no reason to join the rest in the bidding game, there was no real challenger for me."$7,000."The room went silent. I guessed everyone was done playing. After waiting for a few more seconds, I raised my paddle just as the announcer was about to declare it sold, "$8... $1,000,000."Everyone turned around in shock."Wow! Did I hear that right? $1,000,000 from the gentleman at the back!" the auctioneer announced happily.I turned to see a man standing at the back, dressed in a black tuxedo. He had long hair tied in a short ponytail and a perm...
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