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CARLOSNo matter how hard I wanted to run away from her, she kept running back to me without caution. “Spend a day together?” As though I didn't hear what she said even though I did, I had to ask just so I could be sure. “I should be busy this weekend, Isabella. I'm not sure.” “It's just the weekend, Carlos. Why are you so uptight?” Her question made me jump on my feet and I paced the space of Seraphina's shop where we were attending to new customers. “I have a life, too, Carlos. Do you think I won't let go of some things for the day just to be with you?” Right. Did she think she was as busy as me? The last time I checked, I was the Mafia Don of a gang in the whole of the city. Did she think it was as easy as staying back at home and being busy with cooking? A sigh ran out of my mouth and I thought about it, nodding. “We should see this weekend, then. I'm sure I can spare a few hours. Maybe three—if that's okay for you. What do you say?” “Perfect, Carlos. Thank you so much.” N
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ISABELLA The master plan had been found, but it hadn't been worked on—not just yet. The last time I met with Carlos, he announced the soon arrival of his Nonna who made it to the house on that same day even though I did not set eyes on her. I had to leave before the woman would make it. But why? Was he so ashamed of me that he didn't want his mother setting eyes on me? I wondered with a grimace on my countenance when I walked into the kitchen this morning. It was early in the morning and I woke up at an unusual hour because of the task I had at hand. Cupcakes had to be made before the morning would come. Then I would make it to the mansion and give the cupcakes to the woman who I planned to impress. A knowing smile now appeared on my countenance. I led my way further into the kitchen and gave a nod, relaxing on the wall before setting to work. How would it turn out? I had never really baked cupcakes even when I stayed in the same shop as Seraphina who did better th
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ISABELLA “What is this?” “Wh—what do you mean, ma?” “What do you mean by what do I mean?” She walked close to the carton she dropped on the table a while ago so that she could pick up another piece of cake. “Do you want to taste what you've brought to my home?” She put some in her mouth and spat it on the floor. Shock came on on my countenance. What did I just see? Was she—was she trying to tell me I did not do a good job? Tears welled up in my eyes, but I tried so hard so that they did not fall off. “I don't know what you're talking about, Nonna. Is something wrong with the cakes?” She burst into laughter. “I can't believe I am eating this nonsense.” She walked to the table and dropped the remnant of the cake she bit a while ago and turned to the woman who served me a glass of water. “Take this out of my sight.” She ordered and made a gesture with her hand so that the woman stopped. “Don't bother about it. Even the dogs cannot have this.” “What do I do with it, ma'am?” The
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SERAPHINA The shop had done better than ever. I was proud of myself. More than proud that it gave me the guts to talk back to my once-best friend in the manner I did when her call came in the last time. Not only did I speak to her in that manner, but once again gave myself a name. The reputation I know I deserved. And as soon as the month started to end, her payment was ready. More than ready but I made up my mind to send it to her in my own time—not hers. Today was a Saturday. The day I planned to send her money. My mood asked me to and I was willing to do just that—so the very moment I stepped foot at the shop, I dumped my handbag as soon as my phone was retrieved from a purse inside of it. “Good morning, Isabella.” No one spoke from the other end.Looking at the screen of my phone, I realized it could be the network and ended the call, promising myself to reach out to her as soon as I could before the day ended. From the look of things, there was more than a lot to do at t
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ISABELLA Did she just ask me what? Where were her manners? Did she forget I was still older than her even though things didn't work out well between us and it could have been my fault in a way? “What is it, Isabella?” Her tender voice, from the other end, brought me back to reality. “I don't have all day. You of all people should know how tiring and time-occupying the business is, or did you forget?” A smile came on my countenance. It was obvious Seraphina's business was now going well. Or maybe not. It was either it went well or she had the privilege of taking money from Carlos who wouldn't mind. The position I had seen them in several times wasn't a good one and the thought of it alone made me annoyed. “Good day, Seraphina.” “Good day to you, too, Isabella.” “Thank you—” I finally made up my mind to take a seat on the couch—opening my mouth to speak again. “I saw some money in my bank account. A message came in from the bank and when I checked, it was from your account. Did
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ISABELLA The weekend came in a rush. It was the day when I would leave the house for the mansion where Carlos lived. As soon as I had taken a bath, I caught up with my room and was ready before that hour ended, grabbing my purse and then heading out of the house after wearing perfume and a watch on my wrist. Was Carlos as excited as I was to see him just as I was to see him? Several times, I asked myself this question as I caught up with the gate of the compound where I said a few words to the man who worked for me. “Have a nice day, ma'am.” Waving back at him, I led my way through the Estate and was catching up with a cab in no time, explaining my directions to him before asking for the fee. “It's almost an hour's journey. I believe you should pay half a hundred. That's what's fair.” Indeed, it was fair. Even if it wasn't, I would take the ride either way because at the end of the day, more than half a hundred dollars would be in my account and I would feel good again. Carl
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ISABELLA As soon as the main door shut, I knew it was just me and Jenny in the whole of the house. Maybe Nonna was around but why should I care or give a fuck about wherever she was? Smiling, I looked at Jenny who looked at me as well. “You cook so well, Jenny. This is one of the traits I'll love to have someday.” “Oh—” she smirked. “Thank you for your kind words, Isabella. But don't you think you should taste the food before giving off reviews you have given?” I chuckled, picked up the glass of water, and sipped from it. “I don't think so—” I mouthed. “I might be full from just perceiving the aroma.” Picking up a spoon, I dug into the meal and nodded in satisfaction when my tongue tasted it. “This is nice, Jenny. Is it just both of us in this house?” “No, ma'am. Nonna is around.”“She spends most of her day in her room and her meals are served there, so feel free.” She offered a smile and walked away—leaving me to think about how to bring her back so that we could talk. The miss
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SERAPHINA “And—open!” I changed the sign, turned around to meet the gaze of Carlos whose screen was on his phone. “Are you good?” I asked, taking a seat on my special chair. “You've had this look on your face since you walked into the shop. Do you want to tell me about it?”Carlos looked up. “Did you say something?” Now I was convinced that something was wrong with him. “What is the matter, Carlos?” Adjusting on the chair, I faced him. “Tell me. What exactly is wrong?” A sigh ran out of his mouth. “Nothing that should bother you, Seraphina. You're my boss at this shop, are you forgetting that?” Nodding, I mouthed. “You can tell me if something is going on with you, do you know that? After all, you saved my business on the first meeting. Why can't I help you if there's something I can help you with?” “You're so sweet, Seraphina—” he mouthed. “Stop teasing, Carlos. We both know I am not sweet.” More chuckles escaped my mouth and I looked out the window, realizing how much time I
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Mafia's Wrong girl Chapter 72
CARLOSOf all the things she could say to me, I didn't expect this one from her. There was shock on my face even though I tried so hard to hide it. “I—” I stuttered. “I'm glad to hear you say that.” One part of me forgot already how much I loved this woman, why then didn't I say it back? I leaned and took a seat right on the bed and next to her. “Seraphina, I don't need to say it to you before you know and understand how much I love you.” The look on her countenance brightened. She heaved a sigh and nodded. “I thought you were never going to say that, Carlos. I thought I lost my chance with you.” She touched me slightly and then laid her back on the bed. “Thank you.” What could I say? Whatever good mood I was in before, increased. As I got off the bed, my gaze did not remove from the face of a woman whose eyes were shut. It won't take long for her to sleep and I didn't want to disturb or distract her, so I led my way out of the room, catching up with the stairs in moments.“Mr.
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SERAPHINA “You don't have to if you don't—”Before he could complete the statement, I kissed him with the last ounce of strength I had in me. I would wrap my legs around him if I could. But I couldn't because we were in the car. My lips only covered his and it lasted for moments before we broke off—shock on his countenance. “I'm sorry—” I sat up. “No, no, Seraphina. It's not a problem.” Nodding, I relaxed my back on the couch. Then, Carlos let out. “Cameras are everywhere in this estate although it shouldn't bother us but I don't want us being watched from the headquarters kissing each other like we don't have manners.” A soft laugh ran out of my mouth. That was funny. I was tired. I didn't say much. But the last thing I noticed was Vito walking towards us with a piece of cake in his hand. And then I passed out on my seat. The next time I opened my eyes, I was lying on the bed in a room I didn't and wouldn't recognize. Not until I was told where I was. I should be scared.
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CARLOSThe door pushed open in a rush. The men who watched over the door, armed, walked in, pointing their guns. Myself, Sera, and Vito who had guns in our hands did not stop pointing them at the people who were now on their feet—dragged towards the door by the policemen Matthew came with. “You cannot take us!” Frank shouted at the top of his voice, trying to get off the man who didn't let go of him for a moment. “You can't take us without telling us what we've done. I have a right to know!”I laughed, dropped my gun, and walked towards the door. “You're a fool if you think these men and I haven't planned long before now.” I looked behind me to see Vito holding Seraphina from falling as she could be shocked from everything that had happened in the space of two hours. The policeman let Frank be. But many people pointed guns at him. He did not dare run unless, of course, he wanted to be shot in the legs—just like I had done Isabella. “Mr. Frank Gotti, you're under arrest.” “What
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SERAPHINA I shouted at the top of my voice. Not because I was held captive by Frank, but because a woman who should be but wasn't my best friend had been shot in her leg. Was I supposed to be mad at Carlos? No, I couldn't be. Why did Isabella try to run? I looked at the man who pointed a gun at Frank. But he could not shoot or make the mistake of shooting because I could be shot in the process. Either by Vito himself or the man holding me. “Ask your boy to drop his gun or I shoot your girl,” Frank ordered with a triumphant laugh running out of his mouth. “For a moment, I thought my own was done for. Well, I guess it isn't. Ask your stupid boy to drop his gun. Don't you value the life of this woman here? I thought you loved her.” “Vito—” Carlos looked at him. “Drop the gun.” “Boss—” “Drop the gun!” Without thinking twice or hesitating like before, Vito dropped the gun to the floor. He looked up to look at me, making a reassuring sign I had no choice but to nod. “I have droppe
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CARLOS“Tada!” I laughed in victory. Another person who laughed was Vito who I knew waited so much for this day to come. “What's going on here?” That was Frank's voice. He was shocked and I could see that. In the same way, there should have been a shocked Isabella who had started shaking from the very moment. So she wasn't strong. I should have known. I knew, but was surprised. “You're saying you don't know what's going on?” A chuckle escaped my mouth. I looked at Isabella before facing them. “Why not tell me what you two were up to a while ago? No, for months. Why don't you want to start talking?” “I don't know what you're talking about—” Frank did not agree. He looked me in the eyes and told that lie that made me burst into laughter again. “I was only coming to save you from dying. Why would you think I was up to something?” “Oh, my bad, brother.” I got up so that I could face him well. And then, I recalled at that moment Nonna was in the same room as us. “Call me the maid,
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SERAPHINA “Yes, I'll be the one in charge of serving drinks. My best friend here will assist me as well.”“You heard that right—” Frank said to Carlos who didn't stop looking at his best friend and secondhand man. “Do you have an issue with that, Carlos? Is there something you want to tell us?” “And why is that question directed at me?” Carlos walked away after this question. He then reached the diner table and looked at me once in a while, while serving himself a glass of water before settling into one of the chairs. “The party is about to start.” “No,” Nonna looked at Frank who made that statement. “I shifted it to three hours later, but I may have changed my mind already. Thank you so much for this beautiful cake, Frank—” Nonna winked at the worst human she would ever know. I could not help but think of Nonna as an actress. For a moment, I believed she would not do a perfect job like we imagined should be done. But this woman was doing more than a good job. More than one woul
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CARLOSThe way the man looked at me almost made me question if he was the one sent all the way from the station by Matthew who had not yet come. “Good morning, gentlemen.” “Good morning to you, too, mister.” He took out another tool and commanded. “Raise up your hands so the machine can do its job.” I did just that, waiting for the machine to make a noise, and just as I counted down from three, it stopped at one. “Take that out, Mr. Carlos. You must be Mr. Carlos and I'm not surprised because my boss warned me about you.” I took out the gun. When I turned to look at Vito, the same thing was happening to him. They took a gun out of his pocket and pushed him towards me. “He's free. Only his phone can go in with him. Those were the words of Mr. Frank. Let them pass.” The stubborn-looking man allowed me. We turned around to get the car but one stopped us on his way, leaving me to wonder when it became a crime to take my car with me into the compound. “You can't drive in.” “And why
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CARLOSThe day had finally come. The day when a few out of the many bad eggs in the city will be arrested.The thought of it alone made me smile and I could not help but jump off the bed with so much excitement running around inside of me. “Vito?” I called when he picked up his call. “You're sure there's nothing we're forgetting, is it?” A smile pulled on my countenance and I led my way to the closet so that I could grab my towel. “Yes, Boss. Everything is in order.”“Good.” I ended the call since there was nothing else to say, and now I led my way to the bathroom door with the same smile that plastered on my countenance with hopes of not leaving soon. When I was done, I got ready for the show itself. My phone was beeping. I rushed to the screen to take a peep and there was a call from Seraphina who had been trying to reach me long before now. “Don't scare me like that again, Carlos.” “I'm sorry, baby. Good morning. I just got ready. Waiting for Vito to get here so we can leave
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CARLOS“Welcome to my home.” “Thank you, Mr. Carlos—” the man greeted and took a seat on one of the couches. What do I do next? “What do I offer you?” “Water, please.” He begged and I relaxed on the couch as well. “Water is enough.” “Jenny?” “Yes, sir.” Jenny opened the kitchen door and walked out. “Mr. Carlos. You called me.” “Yes, Jenny. Serve my guest a bottle of chilled water. The weather is not good for the ordinary or would you like the ordinary, Mr. Matthew?” “No, Jenny. Chilled please.” When Jenny was gone, I looked at the watch I was wearing on my wrist and then heaved a sigh. “I'm so sorry for the delay. I'm waiting for Vito. He was the one who reached out to you on my behalf. Thank you also, Mr. Matthew, for coming.” “No, don't say that. It's the least I could do.” The front door opened immediately. “Gentlemen,” Vito led his way in. “I'm so sorry for coming late.” He took a seat on a couch and let out. “I needed to fix something permanently before leaving my ho
