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Twenty nine: Guilt, anger and sadness
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Mafia's Little Pearl Thirty: Blue shirt
Saint's PovIf only I got there faster, just a bit faster. I blamed myself greatly. I had told her that I hated seeing her hurt and had promised myself that I would never let anything hurt her again. But here I was, doing none of those things. The feeling I got anything I saw her bruised innocent pretty face made my stomach turn and I hated it. And when I saw her cry, the feeling was worse even. I could not help holding her in my arms and comforting her as she cried. And I promised myself that I was going to hunt Matrix down to the last. I just had to cut off his feathers first before getting to him. He had just added a bunch of things to our long bad history and he was going to pay for it. I had treated her bruises and injuries and given her some medications before she finally slept off. I sat in the living room and CJ walked in. I had been waiting for him and he had finally come back from the factory. "Did you find her?" I asked him as he dropped his gun on the table and sank
Mafia's Little Pearl Thirty one: Somber
A week had passed already and it was starting to be the usual routine. Waking up early in the morning, bathing, barely eating and going back to sleep till evening. After I had confirmed what Suzy wore before she died, Saint had taken me to the morgue and she indeed, was beyond recognition. I couldn't look at her for a second time, guilt and sadness overwhelmed me which was why I insisted her funeral be held soon. After all, I was her only family remaining because our mum was as good as dead to us. We had put the funeral two days later. And a night before then, Saint had a package delivered to my room containing a black dress and black shoes to wear for the funeral. I was grateful for that as I had not even thought of what to wear for it. He had paid for everything for the funeral too and I was just grateful to him as well. I had also put my anger aside for a few minutes and texted Marcel informing him about Suzy's funeral and had given him the benefit of the doubt that he at least
Mafia's Little Pearl Thirty two: Man of surprises
He pulled up at a luxury clothing store. The one he had taken me to when we had been preparing for the party. The store's name 'YASMINE' which was written with purple coloured led light shone brightly in the dim evening. "Here?" I asked him, turning to look at him. He undid his seat belt. "Too many questions. Just follow me. Here's just the beginning." He replied getting out of the car while I got out also. We walked into the store and the woman's bright smile welcomed us once more. "You're finally here Saint. I thought we wouldn't make it." She said running over to hug him then smiled at me. "Welcome my dear."I smiled at her, "Thank you.""Sorry Aunty, we didn't come any sooner, I'll pay you for the extra hours." He told her and my eyebrows furrowed in confusion again. Aunty? Extra hours? What did that mean?She smiled even brighter, "You know I don't care about that. But if you're giving it to me, why sh
Mafia's Little Pearl Thirty three: A win
We sat across from each other and I turned around once more to look around the empty restaurant and back at him. "You mean you reserved the whole place?" I asked him finally. He looked amused as he watched me. "Yeah."I looked around again. "Why?" "You're with me. Thought it would make you comfortable. And also I don't want to put you in danger again." He replied. He was doing all this for me? "You don't do it normally?" I asked to confirm if he was. "Why wouldn't I?" He replied with a slightly raised eyebrow. "I don't like eating or shopping in crowded places either." Of course, he wasn't doing it for me. What was I thinking? This was his normal life and I was the one who wasn't used to it. "You did that at your aunt's boutique too?" I asked finally realizing why the place was empty the two times I'd been there. He nodded nonchalantly. This man left me speechless.His sharp jawline attractively came to view as he turned to signal the waiter that we were ready to order. One
Mafia's Little Pearl Thirty four: A document
We got to the house finally and the car came to a halt. I was in a better mood than I was before we left and I had Saint to thank for that. I glanced at him as he made to open the door and held his arm stopping him. He turned to look at me. "Uhmm... I just wanted to thank you. I actually feel much better than I did the past few days. He gave me a quick smile," It's good then if you loved today" I replied. He turned to go out again when I stopped him for a second time." One last thing." I told him, contemplating if it was right to actually say what I had in mind. "Yeah?" He said looking at me as he waited for me to talk. "Marcel called." I found myself blurting out immediately. "Earlier today."I watched him waiting for a response from him or a reaction or to ask me what he said or where he was hiding. Instead, he nodded. "I see." And with that, he got out of the car and came over to open the door to where I sat. As I got out, he ordered the men to take the shopping bags inside
Mafia's Little Pearl Thirty five: Blood?
Saint's Pov "The vacation home?" CJ asked me, looking at me with surprise plastered all over his face. "Yeah. That should be the safest place." I replied, feeling the Martini burn down my throat as I gulped it down. "Saint, have you forgotten already what happened the last time? You've not been there since then." He said, an expression of worry taking over his surprised face. Forgotten? How could I? How could I forget such? I could never. The sick feeling I got from then had never left me so how could I forget? "I haven't," I replied in a flat tone." The vacation home seems to be the safest place as of now. And come whatever may, that would be the last place they would think of."CJ shook his head. "I don't know about this Saint.""Look, get lots of the guys to be in this. Get more guys out of the training hut and take them with you. Tell the jockey to be more careful with Tequila's location this time around." I instructed further. "He says he got multiple locations from him the
Mafia's Little Pearl Thirty six: Feel any pain?
Jade's pov. "I slipped," I replied looking into his eyes as his horrified expression stared back at me. I sat on the floor, the slight pain I felt in the lower part of my waist making it a bit hard to get up. "Did you get hurt? You're covered in blood!" He said hastily scanning my body while checking for the injury quickly. "You've lost a lot. Where're you bleeding from? Did you hit your head?!" "Saint," I said gently holding up my coloured palms to his face. "It's hair dye."I saw his knitted brows loosen up slowly. "Hair dye?" He asked observing the splatters on the sink, mirror and my towel again. I nodded. "Yeah," I replied pointing to my hair. "The colour was starting to fade away."His eyes shifted to my hair as if he was still trying to process the whole thing that had happened. I looked around the bathroom and indeed it seemed like a crime scene. The first portion of dye I had planned to use had fallen off my hand by accident and spilt all over the place. Then I made a nex
Mafia's Little Pearl Thirty seven: Vacation
I woke up to someone's arm holding me closely to their body, while soft deep breaths followed. I could also feel the person's third leg digging into my lower back. Saint. Of course, it was Saint. Last night had been crazy and I could not quite remember how we managed to sleep off together. I was glad he hadn't left me behind with just his lingering scent or else I would have been losing my mind this morning once more. This was the second time I was waking up next to him and I peeked by the side to see his hair falling loosely on his face. I lay still, trying to play sleep, his phone started ringing out loud. He groaned but didn't wake up or change positions and I reached out to his hair to move it out of his face, admiring the stone-cold expression he had as he slept. He hissed and the next thing I saw was him getting up. "Don't fucking touch me, Jade. The fuck." He snapped as he stood up and at the same time, his phone started ringing again. I stared at him, dragging my legs t
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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
