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Mafia's Little Pearl Forty five: is she safe?
Jade's Pov. "You just have to trust me, Jade." Were Saint's last words as he cupped my face in his hands, peering into my eyes. I looked at Alessandro and the old man who were reloading guns and cleaning them one after the other at the dining table, and then back at Saint. They already came up with a plan and all I had to do was stay safe in one of the old man's friend's house while they killed off whoever was coming to attack that night. "Can't I help in any way?" I asked looking back at him. "No. You being safe is enough help." He replied. * *Saint's Pov. Now we waited for them to show up. The evening had come and I sat on a chair in the living room, the old man and Alessandro were each in their own hiding positions. Jade was in a safe place, at one of the old man's friend's house and I couldn't wait to end Greco and fly back home. Immediately, my phone rang and I took it out to see it was CJ calling. Throwing a cigarette into my mouth, I slid the green icon answering it.
Mafia's Little Pearl Forty six: Got shot
Jade's povI shook in fright as his hands tightened around my neck while we walked down. I heard Saint call my name and looked up to see him walking towards Me, Alessandro following behind. The house where I stayed was supposed to have been safe. But the whole area had gotten raided and they hadn't stopped until they found me. I was even more surprised when I saw the crazy woman, Lauretta walk into the house and shoot the man who was keeping an eye on me. I wondered how she stood before me, alive and uninjured after Saint had shot at her and I'd seen her drop to the ground. The tears had streamed down as she instructed one of her guys to take me and I just wanted to die at that moment. How did my life go from being a regular bartender to finding myself in these situations? I heard Lauretta laugh in a low tone once she saw Saint. "Your little boyfriend is here." She teased. As Saint made to come towards me, a group of men suddenly appeared from all angles, all facing him and poi
Mafia's Little Pearl Forty seven: Forehead kiss
We were inside the old man's house. The shooting had ended, Lauretta had driven off in her car after shooting Saint and her army of men were all dead. I had seen my uncle's lifeless body and not even an ounce of sadness had hit me. There weren't any mixed feelings like the first time I had thought he was dead and hated me or not, I was glad he was finally dead. I sat beside where Saint lay, still unconscious and watched as the old man dressed his wounds while I helped out in whatever way that I could. My eyes were sore from crying and my throat was already as dry as it could be. I felt extremely guilty for putting Saint in this position and hated that I had to see him this way. Alessandro's condition also was far worse than Saint's but the old man had said he was going to be fine as well. I could only take his word for it but I was thankful that he hadn't died. "You should get me some more water and a fresh towel." The old man said and I hurriedly stood up going to dispose of the
Mafia's Little Pearl Forty eight: House at last
I tried so hard to hide the smile which crept up my lips after he had kissed my forehead. I followed him behind as we went to the living room and saw Alessandro already up as well. He was there with the old man and CJ. Alessandro smiled widely immediately after he saw us. "Gennaro! You didn't miss me a lot did you?!" He asked Saint, pulling out a lollipop from his mouth. CJ smacked his head from behind. "Stop acting like you're twelve man." He told him. Alessandro frowned at him rubbing the back of his head. "I just came back from the dead. You should be nicer.""Wish you remained there," Saint replied to him making him roll his eyes while the old man and I chuckled. I was glad as well to see him alive and his usual self. "You're up, Mr Guerra." The old man said as he walked to Saint, handing him a shirt to put on. "I appreciate you treating my wounds," Saint told him. The old man smiled. "Your missis did a lot more." He said passing the credit to me. "No... no, I didn't," I r
Mafia's Little Pearl Forty nine: Jelly jelly
The jealousy travelled through my veins at the sight and I felt my gums hurt from my teeth gnashing together. I turned back to face Betty. "That jerk." I spat out. "ouuuhh... someone's jelly jelly jealous!!" Betty teased, pointing a finger at me while making her eyebrows dance. She then shot me a mischievous smile. "I'm not!" I huffed immediately, glaring at her. "Yeah and blackberries are yellow since we're starting a lying contest here," She replied back. "Look at your white fingertips and how your face is almost the same shade as your hair."I looked down at my fingers which were extremely tightened around my glass cup to see that they were indeed turning white and I needed no mirror to tell me how red my face looked that instant because I could feel the warmness itself. Mrs obvious who was bad at lying was at it again. I glanced back at Saint and the woman to see the woman giggling at something he had said. "He isn't even that funny. Or funny even. What the hell is she laug
Mafia's Little Pearl Fifty: Feelings or not
Saint's Pov I dropped her off at home and watched as she got out of the car and strode into the house, her ass guided by her petite waist swayed side by side with each step she took. She looked cute. I remember how cute and innocent she had been when I'd seen her the morning after waking up from being shot and all I had just wanted was to take her in my arms and shield her away from any future danger, stopping her from experiencing it. I found myself biting down on my lower lip and thinking of how soft her skin always felt under my touch. I wanted to feel it once more. Just once. But again, I knew I needed to stop if I wanted to not make the feelings I had for her grow any deeper. Fuck. Did I just admit to liking her? No. That wasn't it. I didn't like her that way. It wasn't feelings. It had to be something else. Maybe I was just nice to her cause she just lost her sister. And maybe because I just didn't like seeing her hurt. Yes. That was just it. It had to be it. Then ear
Mafia's Little Pearl Fifty one: Strawberry cake
Jade's povThe sun's rays hit my face harshly, interrupting my sleep which caused me to hiss and throw a pillow over my face, blocking away the light. I snuggled into the blanket, yawning and trying to go back to sleep when my phone rang out loud, causing me to hiss again. I can't even get a nice sleep on my birthday. I groaned as I opened my eyes and scanned the bed for my phone in order to answer it or put it off. Whichever it was. I saw it, halfway almost falling off the bed and stretched my hand to grab it. I checked the caller and without a doubt, it was Betty. I slid the green icon and dropped it on my ear, closing my eyes and sighing. "Hey, Betty.""Happy freaking super duper birthday red one!!!" She shouted from the other end, almost making me deaf and at the same time waking me up totally. She started singing the birthday song just as I sat up, putting her on speaker then stretched lazily. "Yeah yeah. Thanks." I replied unexcitedly. "You have to say how old you are
Mafia's Little Pearl Fifty two: Red Tulips
Jade's Pov. It was afternoon already and I had never been more bored in my life. I was having a crappy birthday just like any other year and I couldn't wait to go to the bar that evening and have my strawberry cake with Betty. I stood up checking my hair in the mirror and saw I already had my roots growing out. I had to start making plans to dye my hair red once more. I took up my phone to text Betty to get me some dye packs when I opened our chat to not see any of the previous texts I had sent. I remembered texting her about a bracelet and telling her to get me a strawberry cake as well.Or did I imagine that? I felt my nose and brows scrunch up at the thought as I stared at our chat. Just then someone knocked on my door. I opened up the door to see CJ standing in front of me, a flower bouquet in his hands. He didn't look like he was happy to see me. Was he still holding a grudge from the vacation time? "Uhm...Hey." I said, slouching by the door, putting my weight on one foot
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Mafia's Little Pearl Hundred: Epilogue
Jade's pov. "At this point, I could get a rash from you being all over me, yunno." I groaned and Saint nuzzled into me burying his face in my neck. We were naked under the sheets after we'd gone two rounds that late morning and it didn't look like he was letting me go any moment. I felt his smile beneath me and I couldn't help but smile along. He was a clingy man, surprisingly, something I hadn't noticed before and in as much as I complained, I loved it and wished he'd never stop. "All I'm saying is you going to Betty's house can wait a few days. I want you in my arms today." He mumbled like a child. "You said this last week. And the week before. Even yesterday.""One more day won't hurt, would it? Sweetheart?" He asked and then looked at me smiling. He had cut his hair a bit shorter than it used to be so he didn't go around with his man bun any longer because according to him, he had said he wanted to try new things just like I did and if possible, he would dye his hair also. Hi
Mafia's Little Pearl Ninety nine: The end
Jade's pov. Marcel explained to Saint about what had happened and how he had to pretend to work with Matrix in order to kill him. He promised he had never given out any of his information and if at all anything, he had helped save me at the party through Suzy and had called me to warn me the night I thought Suzy died. He said he had come too late and since he was sure that he (Saint) was going to save me, he had saved Suzy. "And the business and route you thrashed?" Saint asked again. I saw he was really trying to understand him because of me and not finish him to the ground. Because the normal Saint would have made Marcel a goner long ago and skipped the whole conversation. I just stood watching the whole thing with my arms together while Saint's men cleared the bodies on the floor. Marcel shook his head. "That wasn't me. That was on Gab. I couldn't put him out to you because we used to be close before you killed him."Saint took a deep breath narrowing his eyes at him. "Gab was
Mafia's Little Pearl Ninety eight: I love you
Jade's pov "Starting with him," Matrix said pointing his gun at Marcel. "And later on, her. Why don't we finish what we started years ago huh?" He asked and smirked darkly. "Would it not be nice to die in the same place your family did? At least that's what I considered before coming here."This man was fucking crazy for bringing up Saint's family. I wanted to strangle him slowly. I hated him. "We?" Saint asked leaning forward, calmer than I expected. And from the time when he had acted this calmly after seeing Serena dead, I knew he was plotting something ruthless already. "You started this mess, Mariano. And I'm going to finish it for you. As for him-" He paused and I saw his eyes go to Marcel who stood beside me, watching also. "I wanted him dead already."I stiffened at his words as I saw him raise a gun to Marcel. Matrix smiled at the gesture and I became scared already. He was going to kill Marcel just as he had told CJ he would anytime he found him. He looked at me for a bri
Mafia's Little Pearl Ninety seven: Villa
Saint's pov. It was night already as we reached the Villa, I made sure each of my men was positioned in groups at each strategic area. We made sure to surround the house because there was no escaping for him today. No matter how many his men were, we were going to outnumber him. The fight was already looking over before it even started. This whole thing had started from his greed. He was younger than my father but older than me. The Guerra family was known to have the largest cartel in the whole of New York and my father had always done well maintaining it. Mariano's family came close to us but could never really measure, we were always better off, stronger, more power, more money and more connections. Head of the Mariano family used to be loyal to my father before he passed away and barely two years later, Matrix had become greedy for the power, plotted with the Fontana family and some others who were ready to be traitors and had started his little game of wiping off the whole Guer
Mafia's Little Pearl Ninety six: Alcohol
Jade's povI lowered my head, pulling my knees to my chest and when the posture seemed painful and impossible because of the hurt, I decided to spread out my legs and lean against the wall. "You've been here since then?" I asked quietly watching her sit up as well. There was silence after my question. I saw her take a deep breath and nod. "Yes." She muttered. "After I texted you that I couldn't meet you, I got taken. You wouldn't know because you didn't bother to text or call me." She accused throwing her face away. I was too hurt and in a lot of pain to start getting angry and trying to pass my point across on why I didn't call her or what I was also going through with Saint. I could have also accused her of not checking up on me as well but I didn't want to, so I let it be. "When did Marcel get taken?" I asked her, switching the topic from being about her. She shook her head, "I can't say exactly. I just saw him randomly after I passed out once from Matrix punching the shit out
Mafia's Little Pearl Ninety five: Matrix 2
Jade's pov"You're lying!" I shouted at Matrix. "My mum isn't dead. She's in China right now. You're a fucking liar." The bitterness at the back of my throat increased and my stomach twisted badly making me want to throw up. He laughed. He fucking laughed at me. Then took a sip of his drink and crossed his legs." Is that what old man Greco told you?" He asked, his eyes filled with amusement. "She never made it to the airport, L'amante di Saint. Your mother died in her car. The only thing she succeeded in was keeping you two safe."He said it so casually that I hated him to the core. Here I was hating my mother for abandoning and running off all these years while my uncle abused me, not knowing she was trying to keep is safe and this demon sitting right in front of me ended up killing her after Dad. My eyes pricked with tears as I watched him, my heart beating against my chest like it would explode. In the past more than twelve hours, my heart had felt more pain than it had ever don
Mafia's Little Pearl Ninety four: Matrix
Jade's pov At this rate, I should seriously start getting awards for every time I get kidnapped, or become unconscious or land in the hands of some people - or the same people- that want me dead. My head hurt a lot as I blinked twice, not opening my eyes yet. I felt my wrists tied together and my legs too tied together at my ankle. I was glad at least they didn't blindfold me. I remembered seeing Lauretta on Saint's thigh and running out, then was grabbed by CJ and finally at the red traffic stop, a car had run into us. And I still didn't believe Marcel was dead. Just like that. I grunted, opening my eyes lightly and letting my vision adjust to the light and surrounding. When I finally adjusted, I sat up and a girl lying beside me and tied just the same way I was, caught my attention. She moved a little and her face came into view which made a gasp to escape from my mouth as I saw who it was. "Suzy?" I said and she opened her eyes to look at me, shaking her head. Her mouth was ta
Mafia's Little Pearl Ninety three: Where
Saint's pov We were already halfway to Matrix's hideout since it was a two-hour ride when I looked at Alessandro like he had just said the most atrocious thing ever. "What do you mean CJ is unreachable?" I asked him, ringing CJ's line from my phone. He had texted me immediately after he found Jade and I had since been waiting for his call to tell me they were safe somewhere, maybe at the house, at any of the hotels I owned or just any place he could think of. But no call came in and my racy thoughts and the unsettling feeling I got made me uneasy with every second that passed by. And I had instructed Alessandro to call him. The same unsettling feeling I got the night of Aunt's death. His phone was switched off and I immediately rang Jade's line but got the same thing at her end. Something had to be wrong. And I hoped Matrix hadn't gotten a hold of them. Or even if he had, I hoped they were at the same location as he was, which was the exact place we were going to. I hated mysel
Mafia's Little Pearl Ninety two: Tonight
Saint's PovThe tears I saw in her eyes as she looked at me in hatred made me risk yanking Lauretta off my thighs and not caring if I ended up dying from the cut on my neck. But the risk was a deadly one because I wouldn't survive if I dared. Lauretta was undeniably good with knives. Her only positive trait if I may add. I heard Lauretta giggle and grind herself a little more as she turned and locked eyes with Jade. She was making sure Jade thought we were doing whatever it looked like we were doing. I took that opportunity of her distraction to stretch my hands to the gun and grab it lightly, feeling her hand a bit loose on my neck. But that still didn't stop the pain that was springing out from there which made me know the knife had cut me a little. Jade turned around and hurried out, banging the door behind her just as I corked the gun in my hand, putting it to Lauretta's head. I called out her name, determined to end Lauretta and run after her immediately. Lauretta turned to
