GINA’S POVI exhaled, exhausted.“All done.” I relaxed on the lush cushion chair, rubbing my sore neck. Make up is not as easy as it looks on the Internet. I glanced back at the mirror. Exceptional pleased by the work I have done on my face. The intricate detailing of the lipstick accentuating my vumptious lips. The contours outlining my face and the button nose I naturally had. My hair was disheveled. I hadn't touched it because I was too busy with my face. Lazily, I stole a glance at the clock.“8:30pm” I grumbled. The gala starts In less than two hours. I don't have time for my hair anymore. Well- I rose up and ran a hand through it- a little rascality will not hurt the event.I flopped into the walk-in closet and wore the dress. Quinn had it made for me. A slight blush tinted my cheeks I remembered him insisting to work the measurements himself. He didn't want even the female tailors to touch me. I brushed my hair to the side and puff in displeasure. What was his problem anyway
He glided towards me, the wind fluttering his black jacket. That devil has worn it over tailored black trousers, he let them hold him firmly below the waist. Like he knew I would look and he wanted me to like what I see.The buttons he let loose, bared his muscular chest, and sculpted abs that begged to be touched. He held my gaze in his ice-blues and I think we lost in them. In the way he carried himself like he has been accustomed to being reverenced. Everything about him was charming, breathtaking and unforgettable.He paused right in front me, his broad back and his possessive presence, turned Leo into a lingering shadow. Gently, he took my hand and kissed it.I was genuinely taken away. Swept off my feet by every bit of him. Quinn always had a crude look. Like he is lord over the monsters. He never wore a devil's charm before. At that moment, I completely forgot what he use to look like. All I wanted was to let this version of him have me right now.“You look more beautifu
My chauffeur parked right in front of an old restaurant somewhere at the edge of town. The turf is manned by Leo’s mob which was why I chose it as our meeting place.I needed her to feel comfortable. To never expect what is coming. The door bells jingled as I pushed the door open. I had picked a small skirt, some skin leggings and high black boots. Then a crop top to match. Gold on wrist and adorning my fingers. Samantha had gone for something plain, probably thinking i would judging by the nature of our meeting place.Now we sat side by side. I, drinking ale from a large jar, my legs crossed looking like I was listening to the story of a slave.“You came quite over dressed.” She remarked, not hiding her distaste“I wear what I want, Darling. Now-” I rolled my eyes to her. “You have something for me right?”She passed me a newspaper. I took a casual peep at it. The stuff was there. Bits of it spread beneath the newspaper. I felt it with my fingers. I hadn't taken drugs before s
QUINN’S POV I laid back in the car, a cigar in between my fingers and little flickers of light falling away. My eyes closed, the sound of water washing on and off the beach shore was my …. I wasn't sleeping but for the first time in months, I was at peace.I just couldn't tell what exactly was bringing this ephemeral feeling. Was it the distance that I had given my life as a Mafia? Was it that this place resembles where my parents were buried or was it that Gina was not her? I opened my eyes, that awkward sweetness was deadening into me again. I sat up and looked out the window. For a moment, I thought I saw her but then I looked again and Gina wasn't there. I shut my, exhaling slowly and rubbing the sleep off them.Another one of those hallucinations again. What the hell has she done to me? I feel as if I'm in bondage, like I cannot rest and I cannot find slumber until I am near her. Until I hear her voice. My heart use to be so hollow and hardened, how is it that this s
SAMANTHA’S POV “Fuck!” I flung the cellphone to the wall. The gadget shattering on impact. Gently i massaged my temples pacing a little to calm myself down. But it wasn't working. There was still a half-empty bottle of rum on the reading table, I Walked over and picked it up, gulping everything down. Completely ignoring the burn on my throat. Then I stood there, taking short exhales and waiting for the alcohol to kick in. Today is one silly ridiculous day. She picked the location, yesh, but it was on my husband's turf. To be frank, she was most likely in danger than I was. ‘Who in heaven’s name called the police?’ I let myself find the bed and lie down. ‘I will gut that son of a bitch when I find him.’ my eyes shut calmly, for a moment the stillness of the room seemed to quiet my pensive nerves but then, a knock on my door crushed my peace.A deep from settled on my lips. I took out my gun. Lip tight and anger spread across my face. The fucker who is disturbing my peace, oh
SAMANTHA’S POV I signed the discharge paperwork and left the counter, my bag in hand. A sigh escaped my lips as I looked back at the hospital ward. All I could think of was last night. After everything I did for Leo, he still treats me like dirt.Unconsciously, I wore the same dejected look at I left the hospital. Completely immersed in my thoughts to notice the car in front of me until the driver honked.“Hey bitch, you are blind?”I looked up, he voice was awfully familiar. The woman smiled at me. “You look like a mess. Where did that tough gil I met yesterday go?” Gina Romano said, popping open the backseat for me.I looked around. Indeed, Leo didn't send anyone to pick me up. I sighed again.“You getting in or not?” she called out to me again. I huffed, fuck everything, I can't believe I am still waiting for that bastard. I hopped in. She drove off immediately. Today she has chosen to wear her hair long and the wind blew it into a nice tousled while she rode the car like a
GINA'S POV I raised my head slowly. I felt like it weighed a ton. Someone was tapping on my arm to wake me but I was woozy and I couldn't make sense of his face.Tired of trying to understand what was going on, my eyes shut again. The second time I woke up, it was because I felt myself get lifted off the car seat. I shuffled on the individual’s grip and he let me go immediately. I fell, unable to stay on my feet, I crumbled to the ground. That's when I heard his voice.“Stubbornness won't do much for you. You can barely stand.” He said. There was clear concern in his voice. I felt his hands on my hip, pulling me up from the floor, I rested on his shoulders, not resisting anymore.“That's better. One step at a time okay.” I nodded. He threw my hand around his neck and lead me like that all the way to my apartment doorstep. I gladly gave him the key and he unlocked the door. I was lying on the bed the next moment.He went over to the kitchen to make coffee and I managed to pul
QUINN'S POV Hailey hurried downstairs. I was already in the car, selecting one out of my pack of large cigars. She knew better not to keep me waiting. We had an appointment today with someone special. The someone who had Hailey out all day when Derek had a fever. I heard her heels hit hard on the ground as she ran towards the car. Georgie held the backseat door open, she slipped in immediately. Georgie joined me in the front.“Where to now?” Georgie asked her while I pretended I was focused on the circles of smoke I puffed which disbursed as they hit the window.“Lilac Hotel, off west street.” She said. Georgie stepped on the brakes, screeching the car into th road. I looked out the window, the flash of cars seemed to distract me form a while. I needed them too because I was going to get pissed if I dared as much as peep at the backseat. Apparently, Hailey was terrible at reading the mood. She didn't seem to realize that what she was about to do next was really going to make
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
GINA'S POV I greeted the nurses and found my way down the hall. Reggie's ward has been changed. He was in a more luxurious one. I wore Shades over my eye and my hair down. The bandages ha been removed, some places on my face has been badly scarred. The doctor said I couldn't get surgery yet. I have gotten quite a few in past already. So, I have to wear some plasters and so my hair hid them.I got to the room on that floor, knocked and waited. I heard light giggling and ruffling of sheets then the door opened. A young nurse greeted me and scurried off. A button undone in her apparel. I walked in slowly, looking around the room. At the femminie choice of flowers and the heavy scent of ladies’ choice cologne. I shock my head, pulling myself a seat. Reggie is watching me, my face to be precise. It has been a while since I visited because of the accident.“What are you looking at? We haven't spoken in weeks and the wallpaper is what first catches your attention?”.“Not really.