“Gina. What are you doing?”I shut my eyes and bit my lip. Breathing slowly. I was scared, my hands gripped the handle but I didn't want him to see it. To know what was happening.I put up a plastic smile and turned to him“I’m trying to go outside. To go home. I feel suffocated in here.”Quinn took one step forward, I grit my teeth, suppressing the urge to step back “It's midnight, Gina. Where would you go?”My lips quivered a little, I tried to keep it unnoticed.“I… I… I didn't know it was that late.” I breathed, my whole body shivering a bit. It felt so much like fictional characters standing in front of a killer who they knew was going to end their lives by morning. I guess it was because somehow, the exact same thing is happening now.“Gina. Are you sure you are alright?”“Yes.” I beamed.Quinn’s eyes were dead black and staring right at me. Half believing my charade obviously. His midnight hair slicked back gave him a 90’s devil mafian look.“Alright. let's go upstairs.” He r
I literally iced.Quinn stopped. Slowly we disentangled, his tongue crawling out of my mouth. He had a lascivious grin on his cheek. Then he averted his attention, to the intruder standing with their jaw dropped, by the door.“Can't you knock?”Hailey frowned.“It's not my fault an exhibitionist like you thinks PDA is cool.”Quinn chuckled, looking at his watch and getting off the bed. “I will punish you later.” He said to Hailey who stuck her tongue out at him. He looked at me, winked and left the room.I let out a sharp exhale, as tension drained from my shoulders . ‘Oh God, I had been holding my breath the entire time’.Hailey rushed me, grabbing my hands, almost startling me.“Start talking missy.” She held up an apprehensive and yet curious gaze.I made a nervous laugh.Unconsciously, I slipped a hand out and fanned my face. I was flushed so much I looked like a tomato.“Want to get some air?”“Yes.. please.”Hailey cracked, laughing. I joined her, allowing the euphoria to en
Hailey made another turn, pacing back the way she came and repeating it again.I sat down by the cradle, my face pale and wet with my oulen tears. Sobs escaping my lips every 30 seconds. It all didn't seem to make any sense. I just couldn't accept it.He can't be gone. He was right there, sleeping with his fits folded and his angelic little figure. He is still so fragile and so little, how could someone take him. I gripped my night gown, right where my chest was, bending over, my body quivering as the pain and the tears came rushing back.“Ah!” I yelled, hitting my chest. Scattering my hair in a frenzy. I wanted to beat my self up. To go crazy. They took him. Which kind of mother am I? I can't even protect my own son?Hailey went on her knees immediately, pulling me into her warm embrace, my face buried in her chest. I just wept. I couldn't do anything but that and I hated myself more because of it.While we just stayed that way, Quinn walked in. He had his plain expression again bu
- QUINN -I swirled the Lamborghini into the roadside garage, parking recklessly on the empty sidewalk. I hopped out, slamming the door and half running the rest of the way.Black Cars rolled in after me. Men in suits and daring aura, jumped down. Guns unhidden on the holsters strapped to their waists.I reared up to the last vehicle. The sources were right, she really did park a SUV here. The car door was unlocked. I jacked it open. It was empty. The necklace I had gifted her was on the car seat next to her phone. She knew I was tracking her so she left them.“F*uck!!” I jammed the car door.‘That smart son of a…’ I knew from the day she returned from the hospital that she had activated a heightened level of stealth and defense. She was married to a Mafia afterall. The moment spies told me she left the house, I already had a good guess of what she wanted to do but i didn't know where so i decided I would lay low and find out but now i wish I didn't.I let out a exasperation, ironic
- GINA -The cold winds whooshed and whirled around me, fluttering the end of my coat and playing with my hair. I stood like I had been frozen, in the middle of the rooftop of this dilapidated building, so frail, It seemed as through it might come falling over if I take a step.I could see people, three men, one rested nicely on a wooden chair while the others stood around him. There was a baby basket in the arms of one of them. I could hear a child crying. I wanted to rush over, to madly rip my baby out of their filthy grip and put a bullet through their skulls but I knew better. Looking Unphased was key in any negotiation.So the silence dragged on between us. They seemed to be waiting for something and I didn't know what it was. It was driving me crazy not knowing that.I hated every bit of me, with each passing second. The memories of life since I met Leo played like a CD tape before my eyes. How vulnerable I had always been. How I never really acted until my death was near. I w
A WEEK LATERMy guess is, something like this had never happened before in this house or this city to be frank because in the passing days after the incident, everyone hovered around like ghosts. I was confined to the room, me and Derek. Quinn never came by and Hailey hopped in just to see the baby. She exchanged no words with me. I adjusted the best I could, to the change. Making it all seem like routine but deep down it was eating me up inside.And the fact that I was incapable of conceiving any plan to make amends, brought back the helpless feeling.On the seventh day after the kidnapping, I decided… I would get things back the way they were even if I had to beg.It was evening, the roses on the left axis of the garden had freshly bloomed and it looked like the eve of spring. The scent enveloped the atmosphere, as if soothing both of us for the conversation I was about to have with Hailey, who sat next to me, tangling her hair in her finger.I took a deep breath and started. “Hail
It has been a week since that night. Quinn had only asked for me once after that day. He was more savage the second time. He didn't even wait for me to come to him. He came into my room, bolt the door and stripped.“Come to me. I need you.” Was all he said. I reminded him we were not going all the way, he didn't seem to want to at all. He just wanted to play. And that's what I did. Pleasuring him, anyway I could until he was groaning and begging.A while ago, I learnt from Hailey that Quinn was having a hard time although he didn't say why. It made sense why he came by. He wanted me to help with his heavy heart.I saw this as a chance to make my move. I had been meaning to make some demands from him however I couldn't find the right time. But now, in this lovely afternoon, while he lay in my arms with only his pants on and I played with his hair; It felt just right to say it now.“Quinn.”“Mhmm.” His eyes were closed.“I have something I need to tell you.”“What?” He sounded slightly
I didn't go out with Quinn for a while after that, partly because he got busy. He was trying to recover a port that he lost to someone. I took the time to heal my mind from the fear that the training had stuffed into me. I still wanted to do it but It was freaking me out. I couldn't lie to myself about that.After some weeks, his schedule freed up. Hailey traveled for a while. She didn't tell me where but Quinn knew and he didn't complain. I was in the house alone with Quinn and Derek.Derek had grown a tooth so the visiting doctor told me I had to start getting him to eat other food other than just breast milk. The day I decided to shop, Quinn was out and he assigned Georgie to me.We visited the baby stalls first. Georgie had his orders, so he hung around me everywhere I went. “Mam, which one do you prefer?” the sweet Burnette asked me. She was standing beside the breast milk pumpers. “I am not quite sure.” I said, a bit nervous about Georgie listening in. I wished again that
GINA'S POV“Sofia, I don't want to hurt you.” his voice was low, melancholic.“I don't care what you want. Stop calling me that name. It's not mine.”“If it's revenge yiu want. You have it. Six years if living without you has been a nightmare. Living with you… its killed me.”“No it hasn't.” I pulled close, holding his gaze. A glare in my eyes. “I want you to wish see you wish you were burnt alive.”“Sofia-”“Leonardo. You think a heartbreak will cut it. Will make me stop. Look at me!” I yelled into his face. “I had to cut my face off just to come back and you really think your petty wounded heart will fix things!”He was silent, just staring at me. For some reason that only made my anger worsen.I clenched down on my teeth so much it would crack. I suppressed the anger. Taking deep breaths and long exhales. A thousand bad things were tugging at me. Begging me to act but I tightened my grip and held it back.“You know what, never mind. You shouldn't have bothered digging all this up
GINA'S POV I frowned when Quinn laughed at what I just told him. He could see the dark look in my eyes but he still thought it was amusing.“It's not funny Quinn" My son thinks he is a hero because he saved his teacher from an imaginary bad guy with a gun.”He chuckled again, cutting his bacon. “Let the boy dream. Its nice to know he is already thinking alot about what he wants to be in the future.”I rolled my eyes. “I haven't decided I want he to be a cop so let's drop that.” He grinned. “I wonder what you are worried about. At least he is not thinking about girls.” He eyed me, taking a tender bit out of the bacon. He licked his lips.I threw the napkin at him. “Fucker.” He chuckled, devilishly. But when he saw that I wasn't wearing my smiling face again, he had to stop.“Look Gina. His passion is taking form. You should be happy. If you don't like it, now is not the time to trample on it. The boy already missing you enough. You should be there first before you start
LEO’S POV “She may have just wanted to start a new life and decided a change of identity would work well.” I crossed my leg and stoked my chin. “If that's the case, a new name would not be enough to give her a different life.” Montolo gasped, his lips parted and his eyes lit up like chrismas lights. He turned to his computer immediately. “What did you realize?” I asked him. “Plastic surgery. It's the perfect way to change your identity. Surgeries follow no specific restructure guideline but merely changes different proportions of the face, usually leave their patients with an appearance similar to a thousand different persons.” He stopped. “She did have surgery.” I glanced into the screen. He has sized up her face with several types of computer tools and it isolated portions that are artificial. There are a good number of them. “Your girl had surgery more than once to get that pretty face.” I was silent all the while. Just staring at the screen. A thought gnawing at my he
LEO’S POV I popped open the car door and stepped down. I took a moment to take in the surrounding. It still seem rather hard to believe. ‘Where the hell am I?’The place is not in any map and it wasn't hard to tell why. The desolation is enough to tell you no school can exist here. The dilapidated buildings complimented the filth and decay that perfumed the air around us. “Right this way.” The escort said. Montolo has assigned someone to pick me up. There is no way I would have found her all by myself. I followed him. Head up and eyes forward, trying to ignore the eyes that stared my way. Montolo had stated in his report that I wear something very local and simple but still, I looked like a millionaire In their midst.The eyes kept watching me until I disappeared into the impoverished looking kiosk attached to a collapsing building. My skin crawled at the thought of what might be going on, on their mind “Where is this place?” I asked the escort.“Id I told you it wouldn't
LEO’S POV I watched the little kids troupe out through to gates, in their matching uniforms and colored bags. For some unforeseen reasons Which I may or may have not caused, school has to close up early.Somehow, Alduro got me a chance to keep Quinn from knowing about this but I have roughly an hour before he got wind of it. It is enough. All I needed is time to get to know that boy.I put a cigarette in my mouth and clicked the lighter. The little boy hopped out immediately. I abandoned everything and climbed down the car. That tiny brat is as smart as a fifteen year old so I have to calmly approach him. He was standing in front of the school gate, looking around for the car that picked him up, always. He had a bandage around two of his fingers and a cute flush on his cheeks.His attentom was so completely immersed in his vigil that he didn't notice me until I had gotten close but once he did. He tucked his bag firmly on his back and eyed my every step. He looked ready to ru
I got down through the elevator and exited the hospital. It is almost noon and I have decided to pick up baby Derek myself.I held been awfully detached from him lately. He must really hate me now. I sighed while I walked to her car. Today, an amusement park just down town would be making its grand opening. I would take him there and I would let him play with the water gun, if I have to. Anything to make it up to him.My eyes tailed the roll of cars in the parking lot, unconsciously searching for mine. Georgie was driving and he is the type to stay away from Cameras. I chose flats today instead of heels so I'm practically taking ghost steps all the way through the car. Unless you spotted me, nothing could make you notice I was there. The closer I got to what seemed to be my car, the more obvious the whispers I have been ignoring.Now I am three cars out and I could tell, with certainty, that the conversations is coming from beside my car. I leaned on the black SUV next to me,
GINA'S POVStanding outside, watching the nurses run checks up on the man who is lying on a comfy autopedic bed, most of his limbs broken and an ear blasted clean off. I swinged myself back and forth trying to find the courage to do what I have been rehearsing all morning. I took another look inside the ward. The nurses are almost done and are just chatting him up to relax him after they have given him news that one of his legs might get amputated. As the thought came to me, I found myself pausing to study the man on the bed. His injuries are no joke. Third degree burns on several parts of his body and fractures in several more. The combination used to make that bomb Quinn left for them is really high-risk and bloody dangerous. I brushed off the doubt building up inside me immediately. I had told Quinn not to kill Reggie and he promised me. There is no way he would go back on his promise, I think. Unintentionally, my eyes strayed to the framed picture in my handbag. The re
She spun around, looking at me with her face already wet with tears. The white light from the Crest-shaped bulbs made her tears shimmer and her pale skin glow.Tonight she has come to me in a Black strapless gown falling above her knee. The hem have these beautiful flora finishings that made her slender legs look like art. She had lost quite some weight since the last time I have bothered to take a long look at her and that was a week after she killed Sophia Immediately that thought came to mind, all the beauty I had previously noticed, disappeared. It became clear to me Sophia’s death was indeed the reason I couldn't even look at her anymore.I used to drool over her shape, her intuition and her foxy shenanigans. It's true I married her because I needed her father's wealth, she is still the total package I had hoped for.“You called for me.”“I need to know something?”“What?” Our voices where barely audible. Two whispering voice of people who had become emotional gripped by
LEO’S POV I stood afar watching those little chirping things popping up from behind the gates and rushing to hug their parents. They wore the biggest smiles and complained about the smallest things. They also broke anything they touched, which is so annoying but still, it doesn't make the fact that children are like hot coco on a cold day. I exhaled, slightly saddened by the beautiful sight I have been beholding. For half a second, I sort of wanted one for myself.The honking of a Mercedes Benz shot me right out of my reverie. I threw a bloodshot eye behind. Apparently some blind bitch is trying to make me wheel out of the parking space.She even yelled. “This is my spot buddy, get out.”I eyed her, one hand on the passenger side and another on a full loaded silencer. She yelled again. Reminding me this time who she is and how I am an ass for parking in her space. I looked away from her, calming my peaking rage and deciding that I will not be violent in front of children. I