Vitali didn't hesitate. He pulled me towards his car, throwing me into the passenger seat before jumping in himself. He started the engine and peeled out of the parking lot, the SUV hot on our heels. I’d never seen him drive so roughly in my life . He was swerving and bending the car dangerously He floored it, weaving in and out of traffic as the SUV kept pace. I could see the driver's face twisted with rage, his gun pointing out the window. Vitali drove to a secluded street and the SUV followed us Without hesitation, Vitali hung out of the window, his gun firing well-targeted shots at the SUV. The driver swerved but kept coming. I screamed, my hands clutching the dashboard as Vitali took a sharp turn, narrowly avoiding a collision. "Vitali, what's going on?" I yelled.I desperately needed to know It’d just been disaster after disaster all through todayVitali didn't answer. He was too focused on taking down our pursuers. He fired again, this time hitting the SUV's tire. The
“What the fuck?” Vitali frowned looking at all of them. “Vitali I …” Livia tried to explain but Vitali wasn’t having it , his face burning with rage “Shut the fuck up!” Vitali barked at her and she flinched “And you didn’t think to send me a text? “They all looked uneasy in their seats. I liked the diversion though. I nearly wanted to enter the ground just thinking of how embarrassing it was that they had seen us all loved up. But now they had something else to worry about. I really wanted to leave the living room and go to mine but I was also scared of Vitali’s rage. What if I tried to go and he shouted at me in front of everyone here? This man could do anything and I didn’t want to be embarrassed. “I sent you a text boss and when we got here, your maid let us in because she’s familiar with us “ the sand colored-haired guy, I remember his name was Vincent, explained to Vitali. “What the fuck happened at that ball. None of you knew ?” Vitali glared at them, ignoring Vince
Vitali and I sat on the couch, facing each other. We had just finished dinner, and the evening was quiet, with only the sound of the TV in the background. I had been curious about Vitali's past for a while now, and I had finally gathered the courage to ask him.After all that happened yesterday, I’d been wondering how Vitali got caught up in this. What happened to him that made him join the mafia and he’s never spoken about his parents or childhood to me before now and I needed to know. "Vitali, can I ask you something?" I said, my voice soft. Vitali looked at me, his eyes questioning. "Of course, what is it?" he replied. I took a deep breath before speaking. "I was wondering about your past. You never talk about it, and I was curious to know more about you." Vitali's expression changed, and for a moment, I thought I saw a glimmer of reluctance in his eyes. But then, his face relaxed, and he nodded.“What exactly do you want to know ?” His voice was void of emotion“Everything.
I had just finished making myself some chicken saladI planned to eat it while seeing a movie. It was my idea for a perfect afternoon.Today was a Saturday , Vitali didn’t go to the mafia house, he’d been in his home office burying himself with work. I dished out my food and poured myself a cold glass of cold juice, I was ready for some TV time. But as I entered the room, I was shocked to see Vitali sprawled out on the entire couch, taking up every inch of space.When did he come down?Wasn’t he busy anymore? "Vitali, what are you doing? Aren’t you supposed to be busy with work?" I asked, trying to stifle a laugh.He was sprawled over the sofa that was directly opposite the TV, my favorite sofa. Vitali opened one eye lazily and looked at me. "I'm relaxing," he said, his voice low and smooth. I raised an eyebrow. "Relaxing? You're taking up the whole couch ." Vitali shrugged. "I'm a big guy. I need a lot of space." I playfully rolled my eyes. "You're not that big."“Oh yeah? ,
My heart sank as I stood in Vitali's office, watching the scene before me. I had been expecting to surprise him, but instead, I was met with a scene that made my blood run cold. “I can explain” Vitali repeated “You don’t need to. I think it’s pretty clear what’s going on here “ I said, trying to control my voice I didn’t want to show him how much he had hurt me.Vitali looked up and for a moment, he just stared at me, a hint of annoyance on his face. Then, to my shock, he just shrugged. "Oh, great," his voice dripping with sarcasm. I felt a wave of anger wash over me. How could he be so casual, so unrepentant? "That’s what you’re gonna say ?" I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady. Vitali rolled his eyes. "Don't be dramatic, Elizabeth. This doesn't concern you." My eyes widened in shock. Didn't concern me? Was he kidding?"You're cheating on me," I spat, her voice rising. "Of course, it concerns me." Vitali sneered. "I'm not cheating on you. We were never exclusive." I
“You’re trying to take your life?” He chuckled I didn’t say anything to him Why does he care? “Am I interrupting? Please do well to continue” he crossed his arms, leaning on the door frame “Leave me be. Why do you care what I do with my life? “ I glared at him “ You’re right. I don’t, even if I got here and you’d already killed yourself, I wouldn’t break a sweat over that “ his voice was menacing. It sliced through me painfully. “Fine” I dashed out of the room and went in search of another rope. I climbed a chair so I could tie it to the fan and I kept looking at him, hoping he was going to stop me or somethingA desperate sense of hopelessness in my heart. I thought about what I was about to do for a minute, my mind consumed by the pain and betrayal Iwas feeling. Was this even worth it? Did I deserve to die for him? "So, you're going to kill yourself over me?" he sneered, his voice filled with disdain. I felt a surge of anger and humiliation. How could he be so cr
My eyes slowly fluttered open, groggily taking in my surroundings. I was met with the sterile smell and beeping machines of a hospital room. Eww…I hated hospitals Why was I in a hospital? It didn’t take long for a faint memory of trying to end my life to come to my head, making me feel a wave of shame and regret.A nurse, with a kind face and gentle smile, approached my bedside. "Welcome back, Beth. You're safe now. You've been through a tough time, but we're here to help. I am Nurse Joan and you can trust me to provide all the help you need" A tough time? What a tough time!Did they know I tried to kill myself? Who brought me to the hospital, what did they tell the nurses? Could it be Vitali? My gaze wandered around the room, searching for a familiar face. But Vitali was nowhere to be found. A pang of sadness and disappointment hit me. He didn't care enough to be there. I wasn’t too surprised that he wasn’t here,what did I expect from someone so heartless Nurse Joan seem
The next morning, I woke up with a slight headache. As I looked around the room, I noticed a nurse standing by the door, watching me with a concerned expression. It was the same nurse from yesterday Nurse Joan. "Where's my husband ?" I asked, trying to sit up. I desperately wanted to see him despite everything Why couldn’t he show some care? She hesitated before answering, "He's not here right now, Beth. But don't worry, we're taking good care of you." My eyes narrowed. "What did he tell you? Why did he bring me here?" Nurse Joan’s expression turned sympathetic. "He didn’t bring you here Beth “The remaining pieces of my heart broke“So who did “ my voice cracked“A relative, said you've been struggling with some mental health issues, Beth. That you've been experiencing some...delusions." My face went pale. "Delusions? What are you talking about? And what relative, what’s her name?" The nurse gestured to a chart at the foot of the bed. "It says here that you've been exper
“What’s going on?” I whispered I was very certain this was going to make the headlines What the freak was he trying to do? I hope this wasn’t another plan to embarrass or make fun of me He smiled, his eyes locked on mine. "I'm here to apologize," he said, his voice loud enough for everyone to hear. "I was wrong to hurt you, Elizabeth. I love you, and I want to make it right." I could hear the loud gasps and whispers ‘How could he love her ?’ ‘Vitali’s in love?’ ‘Eww she’s such a pauper ‘‘He couldn’t find anyone else ?’ And many more condescending comments filled my ears “I’d been a horrible horrible man to you. I’ve treated you badly, so badly you now want nothing to do with me and I want to fix that. Please give me a chance Elizabeth” The air seemed to hang still I tried to speak but my mouth felt dry. Vitali coming out in the public to do something like this was a big deal. Did I really mean that much to him? “Vitali I…” I struggled to find my words “You don’t
It was a lazy weekend, Zoe had gone to her new workplace. She had quit working at the club and was now working as a waitress in a restaurant nearby. I asked why she quit since the pay was better at the club but she explained that she was relocating and the sexual harassment from patrons at the club was too much It was already time for her to get back but she wasn’t here yet . I was lounging on the couch, scrolling through my phone, when Zoe burst into the room. "Beth, guess what?" she exclaimed, holding up two invitations. I raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "What is it?" "We're invited to Tyler Jackson's company’s anniversary party!" Zoe said, her eyes shining with excitement. “Um…Tyler Jackson as in CEO of TJ corporation, son of multi-millionaire Harris Jackson? “ I widened my eyes in surprise “Yes! That Tyler Jackson “ she squealed“Omg, no freaking way. How did we get invited? He doesn’t even know us “ I wondered “Honestly …I don’t know. I just found two invitations with bo
BETH’S POV:Zoe and I sat on the couch, sipping some fresh juice and chatting. Zoe had been trying to convince me to give Vitali another chance, but I was adamant that I was done with him.I couldn’t even believe she could even suggest something so ridiculous "I'm telling you, Beth, I think Vitali still loves you," Zoe said, her eyes shining with conviction. "He's been a mess since you left him, from what you just said. He was even able to find you, that’s intentionality right there”“You don’t know that man. He’s doing all this to feed his ego. He actually doesn’t give a fuck “ I argued“I know he hurt you and you’re pissed right now and I also know that you miss him” she replied“No. I do not “ I denied but she could see right through me “I watch you every day Beth, you’re not moving on. You’re hurting so bad it’s eating you up and you still love him. Why not give him a chance to fix this ?” Her eyes held so much emotion And she wasn’t wrong but it didn’t mean I wanted to go back
VITALI’S POV:The sound of a man begging for his life is both exquisite and annoying.I stared down blankly at Derek, or so his name was, begging pathetically for his worthless life, like the annoying piece of shit he is. I don't even know why they try.There was no other way out for them. For men like Derek. All they had to do was pay up their debt and by doing so, they made my job less annoying with their bloody pleas.Derek owed me a debt, he wasn’t going to be the first man to find it difficult to pay me back what he owed. But he was going to be the first I’d be dealing with before his deadline was up.His pleas made my ears fucking bleed.It's always the same with men like them. They take loans bigger than their balls and gamble it up and down till there's nothing but their shriveling flesh left to offer when the time comes to pay up.Then they begin to beg, cry, and whine for their pathetic lives. It's so fucking ugly that I want to grab their neck and break it so they never utt
Vitali's grip on my arm tightened as I kept trying to pull away. "Let me go," I repeated, trying to keep my voice steady.My heart beat picking up pace.But Vitali didn't release me. Instead, he pulled me closer, his eyes burning with intensity. "I won't let you go," he growled. "Not until you listen to me."“I’m not interested in whatever it is you have to say, just let me freaking go” I grumbled, trying to struggle against him, but he was too strong. He had pinned me to the wall At this point, Vitali's eyes locked on mine. "I know I hurt you," he said, his voice low and husky. "But I love you, Elizabeth. I need you."I shook my head, to show disbelief. "You don't love me," I spat. "You just want to control me."“No. I didn’t mean it when I said all that Elizabeth “ he confessed but I didn’t believe him “I don’t care, I just want to leave “ I maintained“I’m so sorry Elizabeth. Why can’t you forgive me ?” His eyes were filled with sadness“Because it’s not that easy” I responded
Alvise! “Nothing happened last night “ I stated firmly, shooting daggers at him”How did he even find me?What did he want? “I know and I’m sorry. I promise to make it up to you tonight” he said, gently pulling me up “Are you crazy?” I glared him “Just come with me please “ he smiled “Bye pretty ladies “ he waved at Zoe Rachel and they smiled, waving back I could hear the muffled giggles of the girls as I followed him out “What was the meaning of that?” I frowned once we got to his car I wasn’t exactly mad at him, I knew that was how he goofed around “I’m sorry princess but we gotta go now “ he kicked the engine of the car and reluctantly, I slid in. “Where are we going ?” I asked him in a dull tone “It’s a surprise “ he grinned What surprise could he be talking about?I had a very strong feeling that Vitali was in on this but I was cool.We didn’t drive for long before we arrived at a bungalow.“Where are we?” I turned to Alvise as he brought the car to a halt “Re
VITALI’S POV:Present dayI stood in my office, staring out the window as I waited for news from my men. They had been searching for Beth for days, tracking down every lead, every hint of her whereabouts.It’s been a whole week now and my patience has gone beyond thinJust as I was starting to lose hope, my phone rang. I answered it, my heart racing with anticipation."Vitali, we have a location," said the voice on the other end of the line. It was Vincent I felt a surge of excitement and relief, my grip on the phone tightening. "Where is she?" I demanded."We were able to track the phone call made to you a few days back," said the voice. "It was made from an apartment on the outskirts of town."I felt a wave of relief wash over me. They had found her."Who else is with her?" I asked, my mind racing with possibilities."We're not sure," said the voice. "But it looks like she's staying with a friend."I nodded, my mind working overtime. A friend?I didn’t think she had any, thus, I h
FIVE DAYS AGO:I walked out of the Vitali’s gate, feeling a sense of freedom wash over me. I had finally escaped Vitali's toxic grasp and I was determined to start a new life.I didn’t tell his driver to take me , I didn’t want any help that was linked to Vitali. The plan was to take a cab or a bus, the only problem was that I didn’t know where to goI was certain that if it went to my dad’s, Vitali would find me so easily I needed to go somewhere elseAs I walked to the bus stop, I pulled out my phone and dialed a familiar number. It was Zoe, my former work colleague.We used to work together at the club We were kinda close and we usually covered for each other when either of us would be absent.She also helped me when I got bullied sometimes “Hello is this Zoe please ?” I asked immediatelyShe picked up “Depends on who’s asking “ she replied, her sassy voice was all the confirmation I needed to know she was the oneHearing her voice gave me a nostalgic feeling, it reminded me
VITALI’S POV :I pounded the treadmill, my feet pounding out a furious rhythm. I had been running for hours, but I couldn't seem to shake the pain and anger that had been building inside me.“Beth is gone”What the actual fuck did that even mean?Could she be dead?Did someone have her?Yes, she had left me, and I didn't blame her. I had treated her badly and used her for my purposes. But that didn't change the fact that I missed her, that I wanted her back.That I care about her well-being Who has my wife?Was she kidnapped?Was that why I couldn’t find her easilyIt’s been five days, the kidnappers would at least have called by now.I increased the incline on the treadmill, feeling my muscles burn as I pushed myself harder. I had to keep moving and keep pushing myself. If I stopped, even for a moment, I was afraid of what I might do.I needed to keep myself busy or else I was going to go crazy with impatience I had been working out nonstop for days, trying to exhaust myself into