The blue stunning gown with a stone diamond, her hair was blonde gold, and she stood out when she stepped out of the Rolls-Royce. Her silver heels took a light step forward. With a small smile across her lips. Wesley stood beside the car door in a black suit with his hand stretched out towards her. She took them and linked her arms around his. “My lady.” He whispered to her ears, she felt her cheeks flush at the sound of his voice. Her shy smile made him chuckle staring at how sexy she looked. “This is it.” The broad door was opened and led to the hallway, everyone in the hallway was stealing glances at her. Eve had her head up, just like he taught her to. If she’d to be his wife she’d act like it. She walked with so much elegance. “They are gonna announce our presence once we step into the main hall, are you ready?” He stopped and stare at her, and then push her hair off her face. Tucking them neatly behind her ears. “Everyone needs to see how sweet of a husband I’m.” She chuc
Eve stared at him, wondering what he felt when he said that. But she was certain. It was just a mare of the words, that fell off his mouth. With no meaning. Love? She scoffed and looked away from him. Gently she withdrew her hands from his. “I’ll see you around bunny.” Dust winked, adjusted his tie, and walked away from them. Eve could hear him chuckling to himself when he walked past her. What was so funny to him?“What do you mean your wife?” They turned when they heard the sharp saccharine voice from behind. Her black gown fitted tightly to her body, and her long red hair fell on her shoulders. “I’m your fiancée Wesley, you fucking put a ring on my finger!” She approached them, her body speaks of nothing more than just elegance, her beauty was dashing. Eve knew she was a classy one. He never told her he’d a fiancée. What else was he hiding from her?“You didn’t tell me got engaged?” She whispered. He shrugged as if it meant nothing to him. “It doesn’t matter does it?” He smi
“Eve, you’ve to run now!” Run, what she was gonna run from. All her life she’d been running. “They’re gonna find you,” He took her hands off his shirt and held them, staring at her eyes. As if there were answers in them. “Meet me tomorrow night at a tavern, in Norway, it's a hidden place. I’ll tell you everything that you need to know. Simon was bait to get you. You can’t trust men!” His hands were shaky on hers, his eyes were getting cloudy, and he shook his head slightly. But she could see it in his eyes. He close his eye and looked away from her. “How did you know my brother!”Her eyes were on his back that was turned against her. “...how the hell did you know about us!” She screamed, he reached out to her and pushed her hard to the other side of the balcony. Eve wasn’t expecting it, twirled to the right, her hands left the railings, hitting her wrist as the hand went down and face down to the ground. Bang! Bang!Her hands covered her ears, and she crawled on her stomach, reach
Her hands were wrapped around her body, the moon was still up, and she was seated close to the window and watches it. The mansion was big, yet it was empty. She felt so alone, tired, and suffocating. “You’re too weak. Eve.” She stare at her hands, she could feel the blood in them when she held them, and he died in her arms. She thought she could do it, she could have her revenge but she forgot, there would be bloodshed, and people are gonna die. She would either get killed or killed. On this same night. She stares at the moon, just as bright as five years ago. When she was seventeen. It was Christmas Eve again. Her birthday. ***“You came to me because you heard my voice. You were already sleeping.” His smile was radiant as the moon itself, lighting up the room. “...You’re a kind and beautiful girl Eve, you’re gonna be a great doctor one day, you shouldn’t forget that.” Mr. Montana caress her hair, she was seated on the table and he faced her while he was on the rocking chair
The morning ray’s found their way into the room through the small openings in the window. Her eyes fluttered and glanced at her side, her hands run across the bed and she found it empty. She was the only one on the bed. Her hands went to her hair and she pushed them off her face with a sad smile. She sat up and stared at her side, there was a phone on the table and a note was on it. She took it and stared at the phone. “It’s yours.” Her head nodded feebly at the note, which was the only thing it says. She pushed the covers off and stood up, between her legs kinda hurt and she wanted to have a hot bath, that would probably cool things off. “Ms. Eve. How would you like your breakfast, should I bring them to your room or you would come downstairs for it.” The chef knocked on the front door. If she goes downstairs she might see Wesley. She smiled shyly, she would have to eat downstairs. “I’ll be down in a few minutes.” She shut the bathroom door and turned on the showers. His eyes
Eve turned when she heard his voice. She didn’t know he was gonna come back to the dining. He seems interested in what the chef has to say. She stared at the chef as well. What does he have to say about Wesley? “...that he won’t wish you a merry Christmas!” He spread out his hands with a broad smile. The smile fades from his face. When he saw their faces. Wesley simply stared with no emotion, his gaze was cold as always and Eve shuddered slightly when he said that. Was she scared of what he said?“It’s Christmas.” He glanced between them. They must have had different meanings to what he said. “I’m sorry sir. I didn’t know it wasn’t gonna be pleasant.” He took a step back, waiting for the perfect moment to take his leave. He rubbed his shaky hands together. “You’ve been enjoying too much of your stay here, isn’t it? Jacky.” He fell to his knees, there was no way he was gonna escape without being punished. His head touched the ground. And his hand above them“I’m sorry sir, have mer
“You mustn’t be weak Wesley. You saw what they did to you! Being weak would bring you to your knees. Show no affection for anyone. Kill even with the slightest mistake! Don’t have mercy on those that hurt you.”“Yes, master.” His knees were on the floor and his shirt was ripped off. There were long and thick lines on his back. Yet there was no glint of tears in his small eyes. “Only then do you rule the mafia world? You would have everyone on their knees! Listen to me boy and ...” he squats, his long gray hairs reaching down to his shoulders. “...be selfless.”His broad back was against the mirror, there were old scars on his back. He took the cigarette from the table and lit them. The room was dark but he could see her tied to the bed and her low whimper. His hands ruffled his hair as he smokes. “I was mistaken. I didn’t know you were this kind of a person. You’re so pretentious.” She whispered with her eyes shut. He turned and watched his lips move. She opened her eyes and met h
Wesley apologized to her, it felt so unreal. He was a man that could never say sorry even when he was wrong. She couldn’t understand why he did that and the feelings were unsettled in her. She stared at his bare back. His eyes were on the window, it was dark outside. She guessed it was probably late. She touched her wrist. And it hurts a bit. She took the covers and spread them over her body. “...there’s somewhere you’ve to go.” He turned and faces her. She couldn’t see his face because the room was too dark. And he was against turning the lights on. “Where’s that?” He dropped the curtains and the room was covered in darkness. “You’ll know when you get there. Someone who comes to have you dressed up.” She heard his footsteps but didn’t know if he was coming to bed or not. “What am I gonna do there?” She glanced around but know which direction he was standing in the room. “You’ll find out when you get there.” She looked at her side and exhaled, he wasn’t gonna tell her.“Can I tr