~DelmundoThe next few days were filled with nation wide condolences.Distant relatives of the murdered victims cried and wailed at the gruesome way their loved ones had died and I watched it all with glee.I had saved Circe Croft for last on my hit list as I went house to house collecting the heads of the twelve. They never saw me coming as I and my death dealers made our way into theirs homes. We had left Lydia with her mother's corpse after I had put a bullet in her forehead.The father, I put the head in a in the fireplace and watched it burn. I saw Lydia shatter into pieces as she watched her the severed head of the man she called father burn."I should kill you but this suits me just fine, I can live with the fact that you will always know pain whenever you think of me," I told her. We left her there with the bodies and drove off from the premises.Circe's apartment was located at upper Manhattan where the rich and affluent resided in. It was occupied by the actors and actresses
Trial of the Traitor~DelmundoThe drive to Silver's place was filled with uneasy silence. I believe that Frank was the most shocked of the two of us. We both did not want to admit but we were hurt. It was a different kind of heartbreak when someone you thought had your back was stabbing it.It was four thirty in the morning so Silver was probably still snoring or he was up all night drinking. He was a diligent lawyer but not much of an ethical one and that was why he had been hired by my father. He was a good corrupt lawyer.I pulled to a stop in front of his luxurious apartment. He preferred to live in the big ultra-modern city and said it brought him closer to potential clients. The streets were empty, safe for a few parked cars. He stayed in the penthouse so he could enjoy the view of the city.With all this money and a nice apartment, he still sold his soul to the other side. I was not going to forgive this. I pushed a button at the entrance that indicated the penthouse floor. It
~PamelaIt started like any other day.It had been an uneasy adaptation to have stayed at the cottage. I had gotten to used the smell of fish in the town. I had gotten to the kind smiles, the leery smiles, and met all kinds of people. Black River Town, became a second home to me.I had gotten used to the unforgiving snow and I had gotten used to the man that brought me here, we had eased into some sort of symbiotic relationship. Sometimes, he takes me to the pub at night. It was a new experience for me.The town was even more lively at night and there was always a drinking competition with people throwing up their guts to passing out cold on the snow filled cobblestone. I had even learned, although unwillingly new sex techniques from Daphne.I hated to admit it but I just loved watching the elaborate, ridiculous and surprisingly arousing sex games Simon and Daphne played. It always starts with a bet on something silly and Simon always lost or maybe he did it on purpose.Dwayne, over t
DelmundoGetting her back into my life did not feel as good as I thought it would be. The victory felt more like a loss to me. Although I had her back, I felt like I had lost something in return. I did not want to admit but it scared me when I saw the light dim in her usually bright eyes.It terrified me because, I was responsible for what she was going through. When I had taken her back from Dwayne's territory, she had passed out from the shock, pain and stress. She was out unconscious until night fall. I might have struck her too hard but not enough to leave a mark or bruise.I knew that she was going through some form of headache but was just proving tough. I hovered by her room listening for any sounds to see if whether she was sleeping or awake but I heard nothing. Her behavior had me worried. I was too pumped up to sleep so I stayed awake all through the night.I paced back and forth the hall till I could not take it anymore. I was curious about what she was up to so I gently pu
DelmundoI left her room confused and concerned.QIt was going to be tough not to hear her voice again but it was more than not talking. She showed no interest about leaving the room or getting off the bed. Since I was not getting through to her, I decided that a couple of gifts could change her mood.There was just one problem, I had no idea what could cheer her up so I did the next best thing, something I never thought that I would ever do in a long time. I sought out Georgia at the garden in the back yard. She was tending to the koi fishes in the pond.She had a forlorn expression on her face as she went about her work. Something was up with Georgia too. I could never understand how emotions applied to women, they were always a big mystery to me."What seems to be the problem, master Stephan? You have been standing there for a while," Georgia said as she threw crumbs of feed into the pond. I saw the colorful fishes flutter about to eat the crumbs."I need your help, Georgia," I tol
~DelmundoIt became an unhealthy habit to orbit around Pamela. The things that I bought her were ignored and abandoned in the corner of the room. Georgia helped me rouse her from bed today again because she just laid still and stared at nothing.It became an unwanted routine. I will try to break the ice and she would in return give me the cold shoulder. Truth be told, I was running out of options and I could not think of a new way to get through to her. Eat, sleep, and bathe. That was all she did.She talked to Georgia but she would not speak to me and as ridiculous as it sounded, it made me so jealous to see Pamela open up to her and not me. Today like yesterday, she was still on the bed and silently so. I sought out Georgia again for a new set of advice.This time I found her in the kitchen making hot soup that had a chicken-flavored aroma. It was midday and I had just given Frank the usual order to be on the lookout for anything suspicious. I had no doubt Cage was on the move. I co
PamelaAs the days under his tyranny grew longer, I grew colder toward him.I had lived with two different types of men and I could tell the stark difference. Dwayne had been patient even though I was not into him that way.Stephan was suffocating and always hovering around. He had taught me something unknowingly and that was to always observe people. Now the more I looked at him, in silent observation and dull eyes, the more I saw him.These past few days had been very difficult to be around him. All those times when he had been forcing me to speak to me, caressing, cajoling, coaxing, begging. I had wanted to give in. For a Mafia lord, he was very good with words. The way he begged me was alluring and tempting."Let me into your high tower, Pamela, it's cold outside," He had once rumbled in my ear. I was not prepared for it. It had taken place in the bathroom. He said while our bodies touched. Then, I had almost succumbed to his hypnotic words but I managed to snap out of it.I wante
PamelaHe got me a new phone and told me that I could call whoever I wanted. There were no restrictions. That gesture was the most tempting of his offers but I was not going to give in. He knew that I was itching to talk to people and by people, I meant my friend Tiana.It would be an opening for him to dominate me and it will start that rollercoaster of a toxic love. A hot, sensual, debauched and addictive toxic love. I hated him so much and I loved him as deeply as well.It had been a painful revelation to me when Stephan told me what Dwayne did. I knew that I was a chess piece in his bloody game of war but to go to that extent. I tried to imagine the emotional pain Stephan had gone through just seeing that dress.When he told me, I ran upstairs and cried into my pillow. Stephan had said it to get a reaction but he would not see me break. He said it to hurt me. That had always been that problem. Him, taking your space and body and giving you pain returnStephan Delmundo sucked at lo