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MY POUND OF FLESH Chapter Seven
He turned almost immediately, Ray and I looked at each other, and he continued feeding me."You have a hell of an appetite for someone who has been unconscious for three days," Ray teased me.All I could do was smile, and I laid down to rest.* * * * *"It has been one week now, and your healing is just fine, Tilda," Ray said, sounding so concerned."I don't know if I should be glad or maybe I should go into mourning," I replied, wearing a depressed look.Ray has never left my side since I woke up; he spends most of his time with me, telling me stories and trying everything he can to make me comfortable. It felt as if he wanted me to forget the real reason I lost consciousness, but how could I, when I knew the kind of fate that awaited me?How can I forge ahead as if nothing happened? I prayed each day that I should have remained unconscious or even dead rather than face the cross that Mace is about to dish out to me.Ray has been avoiding the topic, trying his best not to mention it,
MY POUND OF FLESH Chapter Eight
She placed a plate right in front of me, and the aroma of a nicely prepared meal saturated the room. It brought back memories from the past; it smelt like mom's cooking, and I remembered how she hums songs in the kitchen while preparing meals for the family and her beautiful smile. I wished things remained that way. Then I wouldn't have met this devil sitting right in front of me. I suddenly remembered the day I found out about her cancer, the day I came back from school and met her in the kitchen preparing dinner. Where she found the strength to still prepare dinner that night made me wonder if she is from this world. She has superhuman strength and a good sense of humor; even on her death bed, her smile didn't fade, and her light didn't go dim.* * * * *"How was your day at school?" mom asked"It's school mom," I replied as I made my way to the kitchen. She smiled and rolled her eyes at me. The aroma from the meal she was making hit me, and believe me, it was divine."Go freshen u
MY POUND OF FLESH Chapter Nine
I woke up early in the morning to the whistling and bustling of some birds outside my window. I rubbed my eyes for a while, as though to rub away any remnant of sleep still lurking behind them. I sat up on the bed and stretched myself for a while.I'm so happy this morning. I guess my dream the previous night was doing wonders this morning. I dreamt I was no longer in this house and I was free at home with Dad and Grace, having breakfast, talking, and laughing. It was my first dream in this God-forsaken house, and I loved every bit of it."Oh, how I wish it could be true, though." I glided off the bed and danced around the room for a while. I went to the window to open it, and I leaned on it, sticking my head out to take in some fresh air while enjoying nature. I danced back into the room, preparing to shower, when a knock came on the door. Before I could say a word, the door opened instantly. I sometimes wonder why they bother to knock since they would open the door anyway, even when
MY POUND OF FLESH Chapter Ten
"What is wrong, Tilda? I have been calling your name for a while now but didn't get any reply. Realizing it wasn't Mom, after all, I cried even more. My ticket to freedom is not even real. I thought it would be my last day in this miserable world."Did something happen? Why are you crying?" Ray asked as he rushed to my side."Ray, my whole world has come to an end," I said amidst tears. The tears flowed freely like a river."Tilda, tell me what happened." I tried explaining to Ray the bomb that Mace had dropped on me this morning, but the pain and heartbreak I felt were beginning to choke me up. It wouldn't let me say more than three words, and I began sobbing again. Ray gathered me in his arms, and I rested my head on his chest while crying to my heart's content. After what seemed like forever in his embrace, I raised my head from his chest, and he loosened his grip on me, and I dried my eyes.I knew he would be confused, wondering why I was shedding tears, so I told him of Mace's pr
MY POUND OF FLESH Chapter Eleven
As I stood at the door waiting for one of his henchmen to take me to him, a lot of thoughts ran through my mind. I just couldn't put my mind at rest."This way," one one his men said, startling me back to reality. I heaved a sigh and followed immediately as he led me into the study. He opened the door wide, bidding me to enter."He is waiting for you," he said. I gathered the last shred of confidence I had and walked right through the door. I felt as though each step I took closer to him was taking me closer to my doom, yet I couldn't run from it. The man who led me inside didn't enter the study with me; he shut the door immediately, and I became apprehensive.I turned to look at the door, contemplating bailing, but I had decided it was time I faced my foe head-on. As I walked into the room, he was sitting at his desk looking through some documents. It was a bit dark in the room with only the table lamp on. I wondered why he would be working in the dark, but then I remembered how dark
MY POUND OF FLESH Chapter Twelve
I couldn't sleep; I kept tossing, turning and thinking about the events of the previous day and the fact that I had to marry a Capo, whatever that meantI remembered when I came across a post on Mace Hunter. It was actually the first time I heard about him; the media described him as one of the most sought-after bachelors in New York and the Heir to Hunter's global company. If only they knew the real Mace Hunter like I have known him these few days. Maybe they will stop reporting lies.I saw many comments online, mostly from women, praising him for his good looks and wealth, and many wishing to marry him but if only they knew he was more of a beast than a man.I also thought that he was handsome, and I had some pictures of him downloaded on my phone. that I left behind what seemed like a lifetime ago. I turned from one part of the bed to another, trying so hard to rid my mind of Mace.I thought about my decision and wondered if I had made the right one. I began racking my head, trying
MY POUND OF FLESH Chapter Thirteen
I went shopping with Lucia, the designer. She was nice and made me feel at home with her. She is quite the talker, but I noticed she is careful not to mention Mace in every of her conversations. Even when she unknowingly mentioned him, she quickly maneuvered the conversation.We went from shopping for clothes to underwear, makeup, jewelry, beauty products, and even wedding gown fitting. I thought my wedding was going to be a remarkable day, that I wouldn't forget in a hurry, but right now it's just like every other day. I just want to get it done with already. Shopping with Lucia was fun, but the prices of some of the things we bought still made me dizzy. it was actually breathtaking being accorded respect at every shop each time we flash Mace's infinity credit card, I guess one of the perks of marrying Mace was wearing expensive things and being treated like royalty. We finished shopping a little late. I was dropped off at the mansion, and I got in only to find out Mace wasn't home.
MY POUND OF FLESH Chapter Fourteen
The hotel was a beautiful one; it was my first time stepping foot into a 5-star hotel. When we got to the bar, it was as though I walked into a Disney movie. I am not much of a drinker, but honestly, getting drunk at such a beautiful place won't be a bad idea after all. We walked into the restaurant and saw Mace's parents sitting in the corner while the whole place was empty.Mace's mom was all dolled up and dressed in a blue modest gown, but there was nothing modest about her black heels; those bad guys were long, and I don't know how she could walk in those. But I guess she handles them quite well to still be wearing them. She spotted us and whispered something to Mace's father, who was dressed in all black: a black suit, pants, shirt, and shoes. As black as his and his son's souls anyway. Their souls are just as pitch dark as darkness itself. I guess they just love wearing the color of their souls, to show the world their true color, so you won't mistake them for an angel; Mace's
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MY POUND OF FLESH Chapter Seventy-Seven
MACE'S POVI had so many thoughts running through my mind as I raced up the stairs. I prayed so hard, but it wasn't what I was thinking. I don't know what I would do if anything happened to her.I was in disbelief looking at her standing like an avenger with a gun in her hands and Sarah lying down dead beneath her. I never thought Amorino could fire a gun, but here I am looking at the very impossible staring me in the face.I ran towards her, took the gun from her, and handed it over to Ray.I looked her over before hugging her. I was glad she was okay and even happier that we both saved our son together."Amorino, are you okay?" I asked, peering into her face."I'm fine; where is Vey?" she asked immediately, looking from me to Ray."Vey is fine," Dad replied. She quickly ran to him and grabbed him from his hands, hugging him so hard."Mammy!""Mammy is here, Vey," she said, smiling at him."Hold on, were you going to accept this crazy bitch proposal?" S
MY POUND OF FLESH Chapter Seventy-Six
MACE'S POVThose very words were what I had been waiting for this whole time. I paused immediately when I heard Ray say he had found the bitch. I let out a devilish grin because I knew what I had in store for that mad bitch.She had taken more than she could chew. If she had messed with me, I would be lenient, but you mess with my family, and I will send you to the afterlife in pieces."Where?" "Right under our nose."Tilda jumped off the bed while hurriedly heading to the door"Honey, where are you off to?" Mom asked her. "To get my son!" She screamed, her voice filled with pain."Amorino," I gently called her; she didn't answer, nor did she glance my way. I touched her shoulder, and she turned towards me."I promise to bring our son home; I give you my word," I reassured her, looking her in the eyes while patting her hair."Mace, I want to bash that weirdo's head in for causing me pain.""I will make her pay for all the pain and misery she has caused
MY POUND OF FLESH Chapter Seventy-Five
MATILDA'S POV"Ma'am, is everything okay?" Martha asked immediately, she rushed into the sitting room. I sat down, mopping like a fool, still unable to process what was happening. I began feeling dizzy, and the whole room was spinning nonstop in my eyes."Ma'am," she called yet again, but I was slowly losing sense of my surroundings. I heard her beckoning on the guards to come, but before I knew it, I had lost consciousness.I opened my eyes, but the light was too bright. I shut my eyes, but I could hear Sergio and Mace arguing over God knows what. I managed to open my eyes, and I tried a little harder to keep them open as my eyes adjusted to the brightness of the light."Darling, you are awake?" I heard Ana's voice. I followed the voice only to see her seated on the chair next to the bed.I was a bit confused about where we were and what was going on."What happened to me?" I asked Ana. I tried getting up, but Ana held me down."Honey, please stay put." I
MY POUND OF FLESH Chapter Seventy-Four
MATILDA'S POV"Keep it wet; we will make Lavey's sister when we get back," he whispered into my ears, and I giggled like a teenage girl.We quickly rushed our bath; we were running out of time, and the last thing I want is grace nagging my ass. We prepared to leave for dinner. I came downstairs to find Lavey and her nanny all dressed up. She was on the phone when we came downstairs, but quickly put the phone away when we showed up."You guys ready?" I asked the nanny."Yes Ma'am" Mace took Lavey from the nanny, and we set out for dinner.Our little adventure in the shower delayed us a little bit; when we got to the Castillo's, the room was already packed. It was a lovely sight to behold; there were no outsiders in attendance, just family. Sergio, Dad, and Ray were having a hearty conversation while the ladies were laughing over something Kimberly said."There they are," Ana announced, all smiles. I hugged Kimberly while Mace was busy speaking with Pearl.
MY POUND OF FLESH Chapter Seventy-Three
MATILDA'S POVI brought my hands to my mouth in awe; I couldn't believe my eyes. I never expected that he could be this sentimental. I guess being a father comes with some changes."It's beautiful," I said, smiling at him as he held me in his arms."I wanted to give our prince the best," he said proudly.It is the best nursery I have seen. There was a beautiful white baby bed at one end of the room. The wallpapers were so beautiful. I couldn't get my eyes off the drawing of a lion's head and the family motto written boldly on the wall."A lion?" I asked Mace while pointing at the drawing."Yes, Amorino, we need to always remind him that he is a hunter," Mace replied while kissing my hair."Of course," I said, rolling my eyes."Do you think Lavey would love it? I painted the room myself," he whispered.I was a bit surprised to hear he did all this by himself. I brought his hands close to my lips and kissed him."He will adore it," I said to him, and I went
MY POUND OF FLESH Chapter Seventy-Two
MACE'S POV "What lady?" Ray asked, giving me the What the heck are you talking about Look. I read the room and didn't ask any further questions."You got this, right?" I asked Ray, pointing at the building."Get the hell out of here, tell Tilda that I will be right there."I quickly entered one of the cars, leaving Ray behind to clean up the building.I got to the safe house. Jumped out of the car the minute I turned off the ignition. I ran into the house frantically in search of Amorino. I met Ray's mom in the hallway, all smiles."You made it, Mace, this way," she said, pointing to one of the rooms at the end of the hallway.I opened the door to see Mom seated next to Amorino on one side of the bed, while Grace sat on the other side."Ocean!" mom screamed. I went over to Amorino; she looked a bit worn out, but I was glad she was ok."My love here is our son," she said, holding our peanut wrapped in colorful clothing. I couldn't contain my joy when I s
MY POUND OF FLESH Chapter Seventy-One
MACE'S POVI rushed to the torture room, where I found Dad seated. I told one of our men to lead Dad into the room and away from Ricci's minions. I came closer to see a dead body lying on the floor. I guess one of Ricci's fools thought he could kill Dad seeing he was wounded. I went over to his side; he was losing a lot of blood. I got more worried. What pained me most was how to explain to Mom that Dad got hurt. Why would he take the bullet,"It should have been me," I kept whispering to myself.I fished out my phone from my pocket to call a doctor, but my dad wouldn't let me. He grabbed my hands, looking me straight in the eyes. I could tell the amount of pain he was in."Don't," he said."We should get you a doctor, dad.""I'm fine, ocean; the bullet just grazed my skin. Patch me up or get our men to patch me up, and I will be good as new." I was lost for words, looking at my old man asking to be patched up the old-fashioned way. I sometimes forget he
MY POUND OF FLESH Chapter Seventy
MACE'S POVI was still at the study sipping a glass of whiskey while Dad had his face buried in a piece of paper he was holding. I didn't bother checking what he was reading because I had a lot on my mind.I couldn't get the thoughts of Amorino off my mind. I was missing her badly. The picture of her sleeping soundly in her lingerie kept playing in my head. This is the first time she is sleeping outside the house after we got back together. I was fighting the urge to go get her. I knew I couldn't bring her home just yet, not when the baby could pop out any day from now. I can't give her the attention she needs right now, and besides, Francesco won't go easy on her if he ever finds her.I need to put an end to this shit as fast as possible. I was still lost in thought when Ray called me. I looked up to see Kieran standing next to Ray."You're here," I said, looking at Kieran. He nodded."I heard how things went in Italy," he said.I smirked, pointing at
MY POUND OF FLESH Chapter Sixty-Nine
MACE'S POVI woke up the next morning to the beeping sound of my phone. I checked the time, and it was 5 a.m. I pulled my fingers that had been buried under my pillow out and got off the bed to prepare. I had some scores to settle this morning. It was time to rain blood on Ricci and his minions. I warned that fool that I might be my father's son, but I'm not my father. I was already prepared to leave, but I was checking out my outfit when Ray called to inform me that he was downstairs.I turned to the bed to find Amorino still soundly asleep. I didn't want to wake her, so I wrote a note on a piece of paper and placed it on the bedside table where she could easily find it before leaving. I came downstairs to see Ray sitting comfortably while munching the last bite of the cornflakes on his plate."Making yourself at home," I asked him."What can I do?" he replied, wearing a smirk."Besides, I need all the strength I could get, you know."I wasn't ready f
