I ,my stepmom and my stepsister stood in front of the cemetery in our dark clothes with flowers in our hands and tears dripping down our face in front of my late's dad casket.
I couldn't stand watching my dad being lowered to the ground, I moved back a bit then I noticed three black maybach drives in.
No one came out of the car until my dad got lowered to the ground.
We turn around and look towards the car, two men ,came out of the car from both the driver and passengers seat while other two from behind and another man came out from the backseat of the car at the middle.
They stare at us till my dad was lowered to the ground.
I kept looking towards the strange people at first, I thought they had come to pay their last respect to my late dad.
Everyone who had come to support us including the priest took to their heels while we tried to run into our car.
They shot at our car tyres and our car couldn't move.
They walk towards us while the man who came out from the back seat comes to stand in front of his maybach while his men chases after us.
" Ple....please Alfredo please ! Don't kill us, don't hurt us" my stepmom said.
I was surprised my stepmom knew this man.
We were drag and made to kneel in front of him by his men while his men stood behind us pointing gun to our heads while we had our heads bowed down.
we all shivered while we all continue to plead.
"Rosalia! Alfredo called out.
" Ye...yes" my mom quickly replied." Your late husband knows I don't joke with my money" he said."Ye....e..es, he knows" my stepmom replied stammering." He tried so hard to pay your money but he couldn't " my stepmom said. That was when I knew my dad owed the man standing before us some money." And now that he is gone, I am here for my debt, who is going to pay my debt? you? You? He said pointing at everyone of us with the pistol in his hands.My stepmom steals a look at him and points at me.
" That's his first daughter over there Charlene, she is ........ she ...... is the ...... my husband ask to pay your debt" my step mom said pointing at me.
I was stunned and I look at her in surprise, I was lost and was still trying to figure out what my mom just said.
I know my dad will never ask me to pay up his debt, with what will I paid his debt when I haven't even taken over his company. I thought.
" Stand up! He yelled at me and I quickly stood to my feet shivering and still looking at my stepmom with tears dripping down my face already.
He move closer to me and places his gun under my jaw, I shiver in fear and almost pee in my pants.
I looked into his eyes and quickly look away .
" Nice payment" he says and signal his men, I was going to look back when his men pick me up and take me away.ALFREDO.
Few days ago the news of Collins Rosalie husband reached us that he died.He had borrowed a loan of $10,000,000 from my family and he promised to pay up before his death.I had my men get details about his funeral which was today and we plan to pick his wife Rosalie and her daughters to make arrangements of my money in their home or anywhere but just to give my money to me.
When we got to the cemetery I ask my men to let them pay their last respects before attacking.
When my men shoots into the air everyone ran away and my men knows what to do not to let Rosalie and her daughters get away.
When I demanded for my payment and Rosalie pointed at her daughter Charlene that she is the one that will be paying my debt , I ask her to stand up.
When she stood to her feet, I looked at her from head to toe and when I use my gun to lift her face up, I could see she look perfect for our upcoming Auction and could possibly make double of the money we needed.
I asked my men to pick her up from the ground and take her to the car.
CHARLENE.
When Alfredo men picked me up, they held me by my two hands while I struggled so hard in their arms to let me go.
I weep so hard, they threw me into the car, bind my hands and legs and sealed my mouth while I try to struggle to get out of the car but I couldn't.
They shut their car door and Alfredo enters into the car and his men drove out drove out of the cemetery.
Tears dripped down my face as the car drove in the highway, the man beside me didn't even look into my face as I weep.
I began to think back to how both my mom and my dad treated me when my dad was alive and I began to imagine why he would want me to pay his debt when he died.
The cars drove into a big compound and pull up in front of the big mansion.
Alfredo came out of the car while all his men bowed to him as he steps out of the car.
He walks into the mansion while his men drags me out of the car , they drag me to him where he was seated on the couch.
" Take her to cell 008" he says without even looking into my face.
His men dragged me away and I continued to struggled.I was dragged down the stairs into a basement that has been converted into different cells.I was taken into one of the cells that has 008 written on it.My tears dripped uncontrollably and his men threw me into the cell and lock up.After few hours his men brought me some food . They unbind my hands and leg and as the man was about locking the door, I rush towards the door but fell down due to my legs that has been bonded for a while.I manage to stand up but before I got to the door, the door as been shut.I went down on my knees and cried so hard. I didn't eat the food brought to me in the cell throughout my five days in the cell and slowly I became weak.After five days of being locked up, two men came to pull me up, I had no strength to struggle myself out of their arms because I haven't been eating.All I do is weep and sleep, all the food that has been served to me were there laying on the ground inside the cell.Alfredo me
When he left, I look at my hand and smile, then I began to think of a way to escape, I rush into the bathroom, I look to the window even though I was weak. I try to see if I could climb the window, it was too high, I rush back to his window , there was a blind on the window and I try to lift the blind up to see if I could run.I stood thinking of how to escape but I couldn't think of anyway.I slipped to the ground and cry so hard.ALFREDO.After wanting her so badly under me and wanting to taste how her small rosy lips tastes, I don't know what made me pull back.Is it her tears? Or her soft voice which she uses in pleading? or her innocent face?I just don't know why I feel like I shouldn't touch her now, I don't know why I felt she isn't ready for me.I have never thought this way over any of my toys.I turn on my phone to the personal CCTV in my room installed on my phone and I saw Charlene going from one place to the other in my room , trying to look for an escape route.I smile a
I woke up so early because I needed to get two my men ready make drugs delivery out of the country, I needed to see the drugs they are taking out of the country. Their flight is early in the morning.My men were ready , I checked their drugs and ask if they already have the necessary documents with them.I watch them enter into the car and my driver drove them to the airport.I return to the room and Charlene was still enjoying her sleep.I asked the maid to help me prepare some food for us.I wanted to eat them I remembered Charlene needed to eat and she might have woken up, I called the maid to help us take the food into the room.When I entered she was still sleeping while the maids drops the foods on the table and takes their leave.I slowly place a kiss on her cheek and she slowly opens her eyes.CHARLENE.When I felt a kiss on my cheek, I totally forgot I was an hostile until I woke open my eyes and see I was still in Alfredo's room.I quickly sit up and stretches his hand to me
“ Go” he says.“ No, I am not going to leave you here and let you die, you just saved my life” I said and try to lift him up. I couldn’t lift him up but I manage to drag him to through the stairs but he keep telling me to go and hide.I didn’t leave him, I could see how much blood he has lost.One of his men came to join me and help him into his bedroom while I sit beside him.He was breathing faster and I was scared with the sound of the gunshots I couldn’t go to get the first aid box.I held his hand and tell him not to shut his eyes.“ Stay with me Alfredo, please don’t close your eyes please” I said.He tighten his hand around my hands looking into my eyes.Slowly he began to shut his eyes.“ Alfredo! Alfredo please don’t close your eyes, please” I said with tears dripping down my face.I never thought I would ever go emotional for a man who held me captive as a collateral to my dad’s loan.He shuts his eyes and I held his hand, I held his face in my hand and tears began to drip d
“ Wow! Never knew you cook? I said.“ I don’t do that for anyone except special people” he says as he chops the carrots.I walk to the kitchen counter and pick a chopped carrot into my mouth.“ Tell who the special person is? I asked.“ She is sitting right in front of me chewing carrot in her mouth” he said.“ Are you kidding me? I asked.“ Why would I? He said while he stopped chopping and look into my eyes.“ I know I can never be that special woman to someone like you “ I said.“ What makes you think that way? He asked.“ Because you bought me to be your sex slave and I know the only thing pulling you back from turning me to your toy is your injured hand” I said.He step out of the kitchen and comes to me at the counter.He pulled me closer to him. “ Is that what you believe? He asked.“Isn’t that what most of the mafia do? I asked.“ Where did you get that impression from? He asked.“ Books and movies? I said.“ I want to treat you better? Not like a slave? I want to treat you l
I stare at her in surprise because I never saw this coming neither did I think she would want to stay with me after witnessing the last attack.I loved her so much and loosing her to one of my topmost enemy will be what be what I do not want to happen.I have never feared in my life like I got scared on the day of that attack, I have never surrender for the sake of anyone except her and my life is such a tough one, if I keep her , he r life will be at risk.I remove her hand from my body and pull her nose.“ I want to touch every part of your body, I want to wake up beside you all day , I want you to have my kids but one thing I do not want is break your heart or watch you cry because of my lifestyle, you have to go , away from me “ I said.She look into my eyes and held onto me , she slowly caresses my body down to my shaft and she look up to me.“ You are ready for me, you want me” she says softly.“ Stop” I held her hand and she didn’t stop instead she place her lips on my lips, she
Charlene.I opened my eyes and he had left. He left a note for me telling me he would be back soon.I waited hoping that he would arrive, he didn’t return and I began to panic,fear gripped me that maybe something had happen to him.I couldn’t sleep or eat, I just stood at the window waiting for him to arrive. Finally he arrived at about 10pm, I rushed out to him, I jumped at him , tighten my hand around his neck, he also wrapped his hand around me.“ Hey” he said to me while I was still in his embrace.“ I got scared that you are not coming back” I said.“ Ofcourse I will come back” he said and we walk into the house.We went into the bedroom, he sat down and pull me to his laps. He softly move his palms on my laps and look up to me, he kissed me.“Charlene, it’s dangerous around me” he said holding my hands.“ I know, you can teach me to be like our girls, I believe If to train me like your girls and men, I will be able to stay around you and also defend myself.“ I don’t want you to
ALFREDO.I opened my eyes and I realized I was tied to a chair and I try to recollect how I had gotten here then I remembered Charlene was taken away by God knows who.I began to struggle myself in the chair then the door open. There was a man standing in front of me with three men , he should be in his sixties.“Alfredo “ the man called,I looked up at him and I realized he was my father’s enemy before his death, he was one of those men I swore to kill if I ever get my chance to.He pulled a chair towards me.“ Where is Charlene? I asked.“ I was going to ask as well” he replied.“ Don’t even try to fuck with me! Ricardo! I yelled at him.“ Where is Charlene? I asked in a very hard tone this time.“ I was going to ask you as well where you have kept my daughter because as far as I know my information came from the right source that you were planning to take her far away from you” he said.“ I just heard you call Charlene your daughter or I didn’t hear correctly.“ You heard correctly
Despite my fear, I can’t bring myself to go too far. Tears are streaming down my face as I scream uncontrollably. But no one can hear me with the hallway door shut.I keep crawling, and in the dark, my hand touches something in Alfredo's jacket … his gun.And it’s enough for me to make a split-second decision. One that I hope will ultimately save our lives. I grab the gun and pull the trigger. An ear-splitting bang alerts the whole household. Suddenly, all the lights come on in every room of the house, and I hear footsteps running up the stairs. I scream again, and Vanya appears at the door, fully dressed though his brown hair is slightly ruffled.“Charlene, where is Alfredo?” he asks, wide-eyed.But before I can respond, another gunshot resounds through the bedroom, making me shriek in terror. Maya hurries toward the bedroom door and yanks his gun from his belt. His face contorts in fury as he disappears into the room. I turn back to follow him, but I’m swept up from behind by strong
“I prefer it,” I reply curtly. “Who shot the cop,Sara? Was it you or Lance?”“How do you know it wasn’t your sister?” A smirk tugs at her lips.I shake my head. “Sonya wouldn’t.” But as soon as the words leave my lips, I realize just how little I truly know my own sister.“An eye for an eye.” The sly smile widens across Sara’s lips. “One family for another. You know as well as I do that Sonya was never raised in the rules of the Bratva like you and I.”The private room is filled with an uncomfortable silence, and the waiter’s footsteps echo as he enters. He looks nervously at us and realizes no one has even picked up a menu. He hesitantly asks if we’re ready to place our orders. No one wants to eat, so I order a bottle of vodka.“No one will want to associate with someone wanted by the law,” I break the silence. “Not for this. And if you goaded Sonya into doing this—”“I didn’t.” She stops me before I can finish my accusation. “That’s why I want to talk about a truce.”The waiter ente
Charlene smiles shyly and then focuses on her salad, spearing a piece of avocado with her fork. Her gaze falls on the lone brass key in the box, and I know she’s dying to ask questions.“Technically, we don’t own it yet,” I reply. “We’re negotiating the price, and then there’s closing. The couple that owns it are excited to retire early. None of their children are interested in running the place. It’s a good location.”“What about security?” she asks, eyeing the few diners seated at random tables.“The river protects one side, and security can stay in the inn. You don’t have to open it to the public. You’ll be safe here as long as you don’t forget who you are.”Charlene puts down her fork and looks around the charming antique interior with exposed beams and wood plank floors. A large stone fireplace crackles and fills the room with warmth. The walls are a mix of wood paneling and stone accents. In the corner is a bar stocked with local craft beers. Old, framed prints and maps of the a
Just like Alfredo, these people will praise me for my brutality toward my family.Could Alfredo ever escape what was fated to happen?Could I?I don’t wait for the morning or for Regina to say come in.I unlock the door and enter her room. The couture dress is balled up and thrown on the floor while Regina lies on her bed in her old clothes that she took from Dad’s house. Her earbuds are in, and she ignores me as I pace alongside her bed. Her eyes stay trained on the laptop screen as if there’s actually something absorbing on streaming. I sit down on the bed near her and close the screen.“What do you want?” she asks crossly.I sit up straight. “I want to tell you that I’m sorry for slapping you.”“Is that it?” Regina asks, sitting up and crossing her legs.I watch my tone. “Yes, I’m sorry I slapped you, but we couldn’t risk it last night.”She rolls her eyes and replies, “Of course,My dear sister Charlene couldn’t risk something .”I look away and can’t think of what to say.“They do
Stefan frowns, and a nagging feeling descends like a chill down my ribs, letting me know that something might be wrong.“Excuse me.” I leave them and search for Alfredo.I don’t like the look on Stefan’s face, and if he’s up to something, I want it stopped now. All I want is a joyful night without drama and violence, and I’m not about to see it ruined by teenage hormones.“Charlene, good to see you.” A large hand grips my upper arm, and Ivo greets me with a hearty hug. “May we speak?”Distracted by his greeting, I nod as he leads me into the ballroom and almost outside through the French doors. “This is an impressive showing. You’ve done well for your first full event as Andrei’s wife. Any news?”My lips form a thin line. “I don’t know anything about Sonya Gregory. As far as I know, she’s gone underground.”“Of course.” He strokes his bushy beard with his overgrown fingernails. “But there was something else. An unfortunate shooting?”“I believe my husband. I wouldn’t be here talking t
“Maybe this friendship with Zara is not a bad thing,” Sean replies. “There is an advantage to your wife learning how to be a prop wife. Which means you can start treating her like one. You’ve allowed her too much freedom.”I chuckle as I pour another. “I kept her locked in a bedroom.”“A bedroom for a queen with endless luxuries and wealth,” replies Sean . “You’ve spoiled her. And she knows she can use sex to manipulate you. There’s a part of you that is holding onto her too tight. If you hold onto a butterfly’s wing, it will tear when it tries to fly away. Only when you let go will it want to return.” Sean continues with a smirk on his lips. “Make Charlene think she’s crazy for wanting to leave you. You must be like mu father”“Never.”“You have little choice,Alfredo.” Sean looks at his glass before taking a sip. “You need to turn Charlene into a Brotherhood wife. Your mom hated your father, but she wanted for nothing.”“Except love,” I reply flatly.“You loved your mother, Alfredo.
I remember what he said when Regina was first brought here.“A brotherhood wife sleeps with him unless he decides otherwise.”“I didn’t plan to … I fell asleep.” I stand and navigate my body carefully around his. “I’m going upstairs to pack.”I don’t dare look at him as I hurry out the door, past the guard.My foot lands on the step, and I immediately run the rest of the way to our bedroom. I know he won’t let me leave, and I must be crazy to think otherwise, but I’ll try anyway. I don’t have my own luggage, so I search in his closet. That’s not all I find. Behind a heavy wool dress coat, there’s a gun cabinet. I stare at them in rows shiny black and terrifyingly cold.I cover them up with the coat again.I drag the first empty suitcase out and toss it onto the bed when Alfredo enters the room. He walks slowly to the bed and watches me as I throw an armful of dresses into the case.Where am I going to wear these things?Evening gowns made of silk and satin are too fancy for me to hide i
“I don’t know much about being a wife to a husband in the brotherhood,” I blurt out clumsily.Her gaze rests on the small diamond pendant around my neck, and she frowns ever so slightly. “Is that a gift from your husband?”My hand rests on it, and I nod.“Is it real?” she asks.I nod again. “I’m pretty sure all the jewelry he has given me is real.”“Foolish girl.” She smiles thinly. “All your jewelry should be appraised and then duplicated. Youneverwear the originals. I will give you the name of a shop. Very discreet. They will pay for them, and your husband will never know. Never let your husband pick your jewelry.”My eyes widen as if she’s talking crazy. “Then how do I ask for it?”She tsks like I’m a child. “You admire a piece or find a picture of something you like in an auction catalog. Place the page on his desk. He will buy it for you. Don’t let him give you anything you can’t sell.”A chill descends my spine at her words. She’s not telling me how to be a wife.She’s telling m
Charlene shifts in her seat, sitting at the end of the couch away from Sean.“What do we need to do to get better families on this list?” I ask.Sean stares at the screen. “We can offer a gift?”Charlene stares daggers at me. “Are you talking about auctioning off my sister?”Sean glances at Charlene and then focuses on me. “Perhaps there are better ways than using marriage? You’ve had mixed luck with matrimony so far.”I scowl at Sean. “Names? What about Sammie or Taras?”“He’s married to Eva, and the Taras were no fans of Algredo’s father. A rushed marriage isn’t going to mend a blood feud. Especially a marriage to a sister-in-law,” he replies quickly.I have to restrain myself from shouting at him. “I need a better name, Sean”He looks at me coldly. “Perhaps the girl has plans for her own life.”Instantly, I remember the day when Alfredo mom said something similar about Charlene.What if that woman you brought here also made promises that you are making her break?My voice lowers. “I