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Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter One {Davinia}
Dedicated To; °To Whoever Reading This° ♣️♟️♠️ *You Can Fight Love But you Will lose* Bille Elish ~ Bad Guy🙃 The flaring heat of this tiny room. The continuous dropping of water droplets from the aged old kitchen sink. The uncomfortable stench of blood, sweat, and cocaine makes my body itch. My right leg which I drape over my left begins to wiggle impatiently, a tick passed on to me by my dearest father. All it takes is one last swig of breath intake to the skull and my whole resolve breaks. I send butcher a side glance with a silent nod. He nods back firmly in response before bringing out two machetes from his perfectly tailored red tuxedo. He sharpens them by sliding them aggressively against themselves, he juggles them like
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Two {Davinia}
Post Malone ~ A Thousand Bad Times I should have known it'd be those darn Americans. They know nothing about being loyal. You'd think after Adam's betrayal I would have learned my lesson but I guess not. Here I am fixing another rat problem. Ahh.... My life. Back to the matter at hand. I untangle my legs and stand up straight to my full height, flexing my toes in my pointed black heels. I pull back my sleeve to take a look at my watch for the tenth time since this interrogation began. My heels click against the tiled floor as I stalk with power and grace towards an almost lifeless Mateo. I look down at him and tut slowly. "Remember this, you choose this path" I murmur loud enough for him to hear before walking away from him. I walk to the rusty old door but pause when Butcher stretch his hand to open it for me. My heart softens at the gesture, only for people like him do my heart beat for, He holds a special place in my heart. Right before I completely leave the forsaken k
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Three {Davinia}
Young Thug & Bloody Jay ~ All kinds of drugs. The atmosphere is very tense and awkward despite Uncle's attempt at making little talks and jokes, the man whose name was introduced as Ronan Dimitri seems to be a man of little words. Yes, He was introduced to us by Uncle Max and he had also spoken a few words along the lines of "It's nice to finally meet Maxwell's family. I'm sorry for interrupting your dinner." yeah, something along those lines. I wasn't really paying attention as I was too busy ogling his wonderfully built physique. God took his time in creating this specimen. Melissa and her daughters took turns in introducing their selves in a very flirtatious manner. Typical. I scoff inwardly. Uncle Max did the introduction for me and I nodd my head in greeting to him. I didn't allow our eyes to make contact, not even for a second cause I know the moment I stare into those set of mystical eyes...... I'm done for. I eat my lobster in peace but keet my ears open. One thing
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Four {Davinia}
Halsey ~ Now or Never.I'd really love to see your comments. The moment the dining hall doors closed behind me, Ghost appeared by my side. Just like her name implies, stealthily and fast. Her birth name is Tiana, she's been by my side since I was born, so I was told. It was said that my dad hid her mother in the estate away from an underground gang while she was still in the womb. Rumors say they were secret lovers but whatever it was they had. He protected Tiana's mother even after her mother's death, he took her in as one of his own. Thus, she became my elder sister. Tiana earned the name Ghost because of her network and coding skills, a very good hacker. One of the best we've owned in the mafia. She can breach any high-tech security without being noticed and when it comes to combat skills, she's just the same, stealthy and fast. She'd kill in a blink of an eye and so she was also the best personal bodyguard I could ever wish for alongside Butcher. A job she had Personally reque
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Five {Davinia}
Labyrinth ~ oblivion💎 Comments and votes, pleaseeeeee... After Tiana left, I went through today's report. Tonight's shipment went well and I was able to seal the deal with the owner Los Angeles 3-star hotel. My phone screen lit up, a notification of a message from Butcher. Butcher: All cleared, Boss.I sent him an "okay" and then switched off my phone. Fell back on my chair, and rolled my shoulders. Today was a bit stressful. It was all work and no fun. I let out a heavy sigh. The night breeze blew in, ruffling the curtains. I took out the framed image of papa that I kept in the locker. It's my favorite picture. A picture that captured Me, my dad, and my mum smiling genuinely. The smiles on our faces were really beautiful, my mother's hazel eyes glistening along with my dad's sparkling green eyes. Seven-year-old me sat in their middle with a full stretched smile on my chubby face.We had happy moments but if I didn't have this picture with me, those memories would have died a
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Six {Ronan}
Glass Animals~ Heat Waves Your comments will really go a long way in building this story. Thanks again 🤍. Gorgeous. That's what she is, especially in that French long coat which she wore over her cream shirt, tucked nicely into perfectly tailored fitted black pants, paired with those freaking black heels. Maybe it is how she stands, tall and confident with eyes shaped like a crescent moon or it is how her unfeeling and composed attitude ooze out from her being. She's dressed in clothes majority of men won't find attractive, damn, even I didn't know a fitting like that could make me stare at a female for so long. Despite the cross-dressing which makes her look intimidating and feisty. It didn't hide the teasing figure she owns. I couldn't stop myself from throwing direct glances at the woman I'm to marry. The woman who digs into her Lobster like that's the only thing worth her attention at the moment. The whole thing amuses me. It's been a long time since I found something amusin
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Seven {Ronan }
Drake ft Giveon ~ Chicago freestyle Don't be a silent reader 😊 let me know your thoughts on this chapter. Thank you. My ears begin to ring with the way the girls chatter carelessly like wild parrots. Each one of them throws one stupid question after another. They make side remarks at Davinia in her absence. Their mother makes no move to caution them neither did their dad. I know now that Davinia can hold her ground against them but their chattering burns deep in my drums. With the front they put up when I first got in, one would think they're well cultured and mannered but it was all a facade. They are nothing but ungrateful brats that don't know just when to shut it. "Mr. Dimitri," The eldest calls, her voice irks me. Like scrapping a fork on a wall. Nevertheless, I respond with a little raise of my head in her direction. My eyebrows bunch up, wondering what it is she wants to say to me. She blushes profusely. My eyebrows furrow at the sight. What's wrong with her? "You've hard
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Eight {Ronan}
Giveon ~ let me go✨✨Max leaves the room, I stay at the balcony enjoying the view and cold breeze. Andrei comes to meet me with a glass full of cognac. I nod at him as I take it from him. The substance burns deep in my throat, the moment it hits. It has been my only friend since she left. Just a few shots and I enter my world of oblivion but I can't afford to do that here. I might be getting married to the Italian mafia queen but till we tie the knots and the rings are resting on our fingers.... I'm still a stranger and I don't want to get too comfortable.I'm reminded of my unfinished work as Andrei walks back in with a laptop in his hand. I take off my suit and tie for him to take and I collect the laptop. I sit on the sofa chair positioned at the corner of the balcony. Turn on the laptop and continue with my previous work. Yesterday's shipments from India have successfully landed and have been taken to the warehouse but something is not right. My eyebrow furrows at the screen at th
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Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Seventy Eight {Davinia}
"I went into the kitchen and made one of my favorite tea recipes, Creamy vanilla flavored peach ice tea. Taught your chef something new today, he should pay me." Mrs. Dimitri makes me smile again when I see her holding two plastic cups with dome lids filled with a foamy peak creamy orange-colored iced tea."I knew it would make you smile." She hands me a cup, and I take it, uttering a small thank you. The cold drink somehow makes me feel better about the drive. Costa, our driver, leads us to the Lexus where we take our seats at the back and settle.She watches me with eager eyes as I place the straw between my lips and take a long sip of my drink. My eyes close involuntarily; the heavenly taste commands them to do so. The sweet peach flavor bursts on my tongue, mixed with the vanilla ... I can't help but hum in approval at the taste.I pull the straw away. "It is divine." I moan before slipping the straw back in and enjoying the rest of it."I'm glad you love it. There is more where i
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Seventy Seven{Davinia}
"Tutto avrà senso nel tempo. Farò ancora le mie solite visite, anche se i primi mesi dopo il matrimonio saranno difficili, ma ce la faremo. Sono il momento principale, incontro mia suocera, la signora Dimitri." ("It will all make sense in time. I will still make my usual visits, although the first few months after the wedding will be hard, but we'll get through it. In the meantime, meet my mother-in-law, Mrs. Dimitri.")I go to hug his right hand tightly so he can get the hint, and he does. His eyes widen in surprise, then in panic. He laughs nervously as he stretches out his hand for a shake."I'm Charles, nice to meet you." I sigh. At least his English is getting better."You do a good job here. I've never been to a winery before; it looks great." Mrs. Dimitri praises him while shaking his outstretched hand.A small blush takes over Charles' face as he thinks of what to say back to her in English. I immediately turn him away. "Please forgive him; he's flustered, and his English stil
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Seventy Six{Davinia}
I start the engine and drive outside of the garage, down the lane to the ranch. The sun shines on the smooth green pastures where the cows are out and scattered, chewing on the grasses without a care in the world, surrounded by white wooden gates of medium height. A worker is right at the left corner of the field; he spots me and waves with his hat. I do the same as I drive by.“This looks beautiful. I must say I'm surprised,” Mrs. Dimitri looks amazed by the view in front of her. “You manage the whole ranch?”“I have help. It's not easy running the mafia and a ranch,” I say as I take a turn to the right, heading up the hill toward the stables. It's beginning to get hot, and I hope it won't be a problem for Mrs. Dimitri.“No, it's not, but you're doing a good job, dearie,” she cooes. I feel her gaze on me, but I don't divert my eyes away from the road. “Will you be able to leave this behind?” Another feeling of déjà vu washes through me again. My lips tug upwards; she notices. “Did I
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Seventy Five {Davinia}
“So it's okay when you're grumpy and wicked at any time of the day, but when I do it, it's wrong?” Her eyebrows and nose scrunch. She looks offended.I run my hands through my messy hair and scoot back on my bed till my back touches the headboard. “First of all, I didn't say it was wrong. I said it was too early, and of course, the same does not apply to me because I'm the boss.” My arms fold underneath my bosom, and I shrug with a smug look on my face. For some reason, getting on Tiana’s nerves makes me feel good this morning.She raises her fist as if to punch me, but I immediately raise my hands high in surrender. “Just joking. What has your knickers in a twist?”She huffs again. I eye her outfit. Did she sleep in her suit, or did she dress up before coming to my room? But it's very early, and her clothes look ruffled. It's either she slept in it or she didn't sleep at all. Poor thing.“Your board members are so slow!”“Too much caffeine does that to one. And I've been overworking
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Seventy Four{Davinia}
"She likes gardening. She also likes to read but had to put a stop to that when it began to strain her eyes. She loves animals and will definitely love to hear how you've been managing the ranch after your father passed. Mother is not as energetic as she should be. She won't take up most of your time; she only wants to bond with someone who's about to be a member of her family, no need to be nervous. As long as you don't treat her like a patient… you both are good to go."I'm tongue-tied and unprepared. I totally wasn't expecting him to try and help me out. If all he said is true, then having a conversation won't be so bad. I did tell him my problem, and just like he promised, he helped find a solution for me. Maybe this marriage thing is going to work. I find myself smiling like a fool; my face brightens up, and I immediately return to reality."If you say so, I would have no problem speaking to her then. Thanks for telling me what she likes.""And you don't necessarily have to talk
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Seventy Three {Davinia}
We step inside together, but I immediately excuse myself when my phone starts to ring, fortunately for me. "I will try my best to join you for dinner. Please feel at home. Martha here is available for all you need help with; I will be in my study." With that, I bow to her. When I raise my head, she's looking at me with the same intent gaze that Rolan often directs at me. Like she's studying me, with the intention of knowing everything about me and acing every test and exam about me. Just like Rolan’s stares, hers also make me uncomfortable and nervous. I don't let her study me for long as I nod at Martha and take quick steps to the elevator.“Why is my heart beating this way?” I mutter under my breath as I rub my chest where my heart lies with a little force.“You should see a doctor. He would know the answer to that,” comes a snarky response from behind me, right before I open the door to my room. My eyes widen, and my legs move before I think. The disturbance in my chest is replace
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Seventy Two {Davinia}
I'm coming from the airport with Rolan's mother in the passenger seat. Roland was kind enough to let me know of his mother's illness. She was involved in a major accident years before Rolan and Nikolai came into their lives, and it hindered her eyesight. Medications and surgeries have been able to help her see thus far, but not for long. Her sight is getting blurry, and she can't see a thing without her glasses now. He also made sure to inform me not to treat her like a sick patient. He said she hates it and it spoils her mood. He also listed certain foods and snacks she will want to eat but is not allowed to eat. I've been repeating the names of those foods and snacks in my mind so I won't forget. These days my mind is like a browser with lots of tabs open and a series of downloads. I'm trying my best to keep up with my memory. "Are you always this quiet, or am I the cause of this awkwardness?" I turn to meet her squinted eyes and her smiling lips, completely at a loss for what to s
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Seventy One {Rolan}
"First the 'shadow,' now the Grandmaster, eh?" Christian blows a thick puff of nicotine into the atmosphere while Nicolai and I stand behind him as he faces the glass door to the balcony of his office."That's what he calls himself now. Rumors say no one has seen his face. Apparently, he goes about with a mask," Nicolai reports, reading from the tab in his hand. Christian scoffs, but it sounds more like a short cough."I wonder why. Of course, no one would want to stare at a disfigured face. I'm starting to feel regret for not letting you kill him." He turns and meets my cold eyes. "So, what's the plan?""He needs to be put down. He is causing problems for the Italians, and he is doing that to ruin the joining of our families. He causes problems and frames the Russian soldiers for it. I won't sit back and watch any longer. It's good that he is under the guise of Grandmaster. We will kill him under the pretense that he wants to ruin our mafia and gain full control."Christian's eyes na
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Seventy {Davinia}
My mind is clouded with thoughts as I drive. Why did that man come to my office? He knows we've been searching for him. He came all the way to my office to tell me not to trust anyone? Who exactly is he? Most importantly, is he a friend or a foe or a clue to help solve my father's case? He did mention being friends with my father, but I don't remember seeing him in any of Dad's pictures.Dad never mentioned any ex-soldier, nor did Uncle. If he is a friend, why is he just making an appearance now? What is his mission? I hate not knowing. It makes me want to itch. This is not the mood I want to have when I meet Mother. I try to think of things that should put me in a better mood. Roland's veiny arms come to mind, the way they flex when he's handling me. His eyes, I can stare at them forever, especially when they burn with heat for me. Yeah, I love that. His suppressed moans and groans… A horn pulls me back to reality, and I realize that I'm not moving at a green light.As I enter the co
