I was taken to the hospital , I was so fucking angry while I was being stitched."Fuck! I cussed out. I hissed as I was being stitched, I wince in pain." I underestimated that fucking Richard, I am glad I killed Malcolm but I have to go after his son, I know he has my wife and son and I know he could go after me for his father's money".The doctor finish with my stitches, my men helped me into my car. I returned home.I went to relax because of my stitches, I lay in the bed but I couldn't sleep, I couldn't shake off the thought of Richard having my woman and my son with him.RICHARD.I walked into my dad's office , I sigh deeply , I walk to his bar and pick up a drink, I pour the drink into my glass and think back to the death of my dad's death. " Mike, I will get rid of you , get everything that belong to me that is with you" FEW WEEKS LATER.RICHARD.We buried my dad, my mom and my siblings and children came over, I needed to bring them into the house for protection, I am scared
He drove us into a very big mansion, with so many guards, they all came to bow to him.He was still hurt but looks stronger than I expected. I wanted to help him , he didn't let me help him instead he held my hand so tight." Where is this? I asked. I smirks." Your kids are inside , they missed you" he said.I pull my hand out of his hand , I stood with guilt, tears dripped down my face. He turn back to me ." What happened? Don't you want to meet your kids? He asked." They must hate me? I said sobbing." Hey! It's not your fault honey? It's never your fault" he pulled me into his embrace." They will learn to accept you" he says , I look at his shoulder ." You need to get treated" I said. We walked in and his mom came down to us with his siblings.His mom stood staring at me, she didn't say a word, she brushes me away with her body to walk to her son." Mom please don't do that to her , it's never her fault" " Many things is her faults?! Son! You do not have to defend her! Do you
They embrace me and I kiss them, I wept as they were in my embrace. They drag me to their room to come and play with them, I and my kids played with their dad, I would go and check on my little baby and Richard will come with me, I can see his siblings and mom glaring daggers at me but that didn't stop him from being all over me.At night he led me to his room, I told him about my escape and what I went through, I told how I tricked him till I was able to escape." Why didn't you try to reach me when you escape? I would have come to take you home" he asked standing while I was sitted on the couch." I was scared I was going to put you in trouble" " I was trying to play safe"I sat down and pull her on my laps ." You took over your dad's business? I asked." I had to because I needed to get what is mine back, do you know everything Mike has today are supposed to be mine? The money he uses to oppress us belongs to my dad" he says." Are you saying the money he spends was stolen from yo
SHARONI drag my eyes open and let out a groan that sounds very real. It’s dragged up from the pit of my rocking stomach, brought up from a throat so dry that it burns, and dragged over my tongue, which feels two sizes too big for my mouth and also so dry that it makes me want to groan and gag and beg for water. I open lips that are so parched that I can feel the fine cracks appear when I part them to try and mutter that very word. “Water.” The sound is just a sound. Mmmpphhhhhttttt. Is that really my voice? I sound like an off-key toad.Now that I’m fully awake, and I mean awake within the dream, my head still hurts. It still feels thick and heavy. I quickly flick my eyes down , I look around , then I remembered that I was kidnapped then I flick down to my feet again. No rope, I opened my mouth to speak and that was my voice, I check my body around, I wasn’t naked.Not naked. Nope, I’m not even tied up. My fantasy is sorely lacking here because doesn’t every good fantasy involve rope
He holds up both hands. “Whoa. I should have given you more time to wake up. I didn’t think there would be lasting effects, but you’re confused. You’re awake. Very. Awake. This is real life. Yes, I kidnapped you, but I’m hoping that you’ll see the light and come around when I explain everything. Sorry I couldn’t just show up on your doorstep and have this conversation. It’s not something I could risk. Being exposed would do a lot of damage to our organization.”“Yeah. To the mafia.”“Not the mafia.”“So the mafia.”“Definitely not the mafia.”“Yup, I’m sure that’s what they all say.”His jaw ticks visibly, and his left eye twitches. It also shouldn’t be so adorable on a beast his size. “We are the anti-mafia. The not mafia. A group of people who tries to destabilize organized crime. We try to right the wrong by doing bad things to bad guys.”“So, the not-mafia mafia.”“Not. The. Mafia. We don’t use that word around here. That word is archaic and only goes so far to describe some organi
“Now,” He says with obvious delight. He clutches his hands in his lap too, but not like he’s doing it to hang onto the last shreds of his sanity. It’s more of a polite gesture. “We’re getting to the best part here. I know this is quite intense, and I apologize, but I had to get this out, and I needed you to listen and make your decision. Since we were promised to each other, the fortune can only be inherited by me if it’s inherited by both of us. Together. Through holy and sacred matrimony. Yup, that’s right. My dear old dad wanted me to find you and make good on his bloody alliance. I’d think it was ridiculous, and I would have had a good laugh over the plotting of two asshole dudes who wanted to ruin their children’s lives to cement theirs because that’s incredibly insecure, but the fact is, I’m not laughing. Since we can definitely use that fortune for good, I’m afraid I’m leaving you with only one option. If you catch my drift.”After that long, long winded story, he sits there. T
You’re keeping your potential wife locked up in your unfinished basement?” Granny has this habit of clicking her dentures when she gets super pissed. She’s doing it now. They look like they’re going to hurtle out of her mouth and gobsmack someone right in the face.Weaponized dentures. Ha. Only my granny could manage that.Granny’s real name is Ana. I’m not kidding. She married into the name, and she kept it after her husband met an untimely end, thanks to a maniacal crime boss. He might have fallen in with the wrong people, and they did him down. Granny wasn’t going to stand for that. She vowed revenge, and at sixty one, with no family of her own, no children or grandchildren, and newly widowed, she enrolled herself with her husband’s meager life insurance money back into college. She took computer science. My god, did she take the shit out of computer science. Granted that the internet was just in its infancy, but computers had been around for a long time, and learning the basics me
I was going to say you could start by charming her with pizza, but not like that,” Granny says. She sniffs the air. “You got anything normal in that stack?”“There’s a pepperoni with mushroom and spinach, a cheese with extra pineapple, a meat lovers with extra bacon, extra cheese, and extra meat, a buffalo chicken with broccoli, mushrooms, and alfredo sauce, and one taco with extra sour cream and lettuce,” Binksky rattles off. He’s basically a human hard drive. I’d say encyclopedia, but I’m not sure people know what those are anymore.“Don’t you boys eat anything normal? Whatever happened to just cheese or pepperoni or something normal like ham and pineapple?”Deano grunts. “No can do. Which one should I get for the little lady?”“I think you’d have more success with chocolate or wine. You got any of that?”I shrug. “Uh, that would be a hard no. I can pour her a scotch or a brandy or make her a protein shake.”“A protein shake?” Granny screeches. “Good lord, boy, you think the way to a