SERAPHINA Another weekend came and passed. According to my calendar, it was three weeks into my relationship with Carlos and there was nothing I did not love about the man. He was everything to me, strangely as it sounded. I wanted him for a husband even though we were yet to get to that point and a part of me did not mind waiting. This Monday morning, I packed my hair in a bun as I moped at my new look in the mirror, all ready for the day. Even the week. Carlos and I had a date by the weekend. There was no way I would miss a moment with him for something else. Just at the right time, my phone beeped and I turned around to reach for it with a smile that came on my countenance as soon as the caller was sighted. “Hello, baby.” The thick voice of a man I loved sounded from the other end, making me wish he was right in front of me, and this way, we could share a kiss. “Are you there?” “Good morning, Carlos—” I said and realized this wasn't in any way the right way to say hello to
CARLOSThe most awaited day came into existence. One thing I looked forward to was the evening. The same evening when I and the woman I loved more than another would meet after not seeing each other in a while. A knock on my door cut short my thoughts. “Jenny. What is it?” “Mr. Carlos. Good morning. I brought you ginger tea.” “Come on in then.” The door opened and Jenny walked in. Smiling, she caught up with the table next to the bed and dropped the mug of tea. “Is there something you'll be needing? I can get it for you before I go on leave.” Leave? Did she say leave? Oh. How could I forget? Twice a month, Jenny took leaves. Today was one of those days and I would be left with Nonna who would not hesitate to order me around—totally forgetting I was the head of the house. I shook my head. “Not at all, Jenny. There's nothing you should help me with unless you get back to the house as soon as you can. Seraphina and I have a date and you should be home early so that you can
CARLOSShock was on my countenance. What just happened? Before I could say a word, Seraphina turned and walked away from the table, her perfume filling my nostrils. So many thoughts ran around in my head as I thought about what to do and even how to do it. My gaze scanned the hall and I caught sight of people whose gazes were fixed on me and then I managed to stand on my feet. What was I doing here without Seraphina? I could not blame her either. One thing that bothered me was how she got to know about the real person that I am. I also wondered about who sold me out. While I led my way from the table, I turned around when I recalled my phone and pack remained on that same table. As soon as it was grabbed, I led my way towards the door of the hall, catching up with the lot and then my car. “Boss—” shock appeared on the countenance of Vito who did not and would not expect me to be back at this time. The man looked around before meeting my gaze with aid from a mirror in the car sp
SERAPHINA Life was difficult, more like different without him. I loved him enough and considered him my husband even though I didn't know his thoughts towards me. Arriving at the shop today, I had many thoughts running around in my head and one was how he was faring. Wasn't it better to pick up my phone and reach out to him, or maybe pick up his call when next he called? No. I wasn't going to do that. Not now or ever. The man had offended me and must live with it. How could he lie to me? What did he take me for? Obviously, a fool and only a fool was what I was to not try to check or confirm. But how would I know it was a lie? Sitting at my desk, I heaved a sigh and dropped my bag. Today was going to be another long day. I could not wait for it to come to an end so that I could be gone from the sight of neighbors who did nothing but ask if all was well with me since last week after the breakup. “Good morning, Miss Seraphina.” “Good morning—” I looked up. “Welcome to the s
ISABELLA It was a good thing—watching from afar. Even though I wasn't sure what the news was, I knew there was no way the two would be together at the end of the day. Especially when I knew my once best friend hated lies more than her enemies. Or was she going to let this one be? No, she had better not. I snapped out of my thoughts when my phone rang. My gaze went to the phone and I nodded, smiling at the callers whose name appeared on the screen of my phone. Without any hesitation, I picked up the call. “Hello, Frank Gotti—” The man from the other end chuckled. “Good morning, Miss Isabella. You've done a great job and you don't know.” His words made the smile on my face widen and I nodded, happy that his suggestion worked after all. That was what we needed. “I'm happy to hear that, Frank. But how did you know? Did your cousin reach out to you so that you're told?” He laughed again, and now it annoyed me. Could this man go straight to the point? Could he answer my questions
CARLOSThe month didn't start well, or end well. No one needed to tell me but I knew I lagged in my tasks at the office. There was so much to do and whenever I walked into the office, I ended up doing only a few.What was wrong with me? I knew, but still needed to ask. A woman had never affected me in this manner and I didn't have the slightest idea what to do and how to go about what to do if I knew. I hit my hand on the table, shouting. Another month had started and this wasn't the right way to start the month—even the day. Especially when there was more than enough to attend to. What would I say to partners who I penned all these while? A frustrating sigh ran out of my mouth and I stopped trying while realizing how a woman would become my end. Standing up on my feet, I caught up with the door and walked out, catching up with the stairs and then the diner where Nonna and Jenny stayed to eat. Whenever I came into the diner and Jenny was there, she got up and left. But she didn
CARLOS “What? Why?” The same confusion that plastered on my countenance was the same as that of my man, Vito. “I wouldn't know, Vito. That's what he said.” Vito adjusted on the chair. He looked at me and looked around the room before facing me again. “I don't know what to say about this but you cannot run from the meeting. Maybe there's something he has to discuss with you and we'll never know until you get there.” “You're coming with me.” I got up and walked around the dining section. “I don't know how I'm supposed to face Frank if this is one of his games. I'm too weak to fight if one arises and the strength or courage to face him, I don't have. Do you see it?” “I understand, Boss. You mustn't kill yourself.” I turned to face him. So many thoughts ran around in my head and one that bothered me the most was what my cousin wanted. He rarely reached out to me on the phone. In fact, the last time Frank and I talked over the phone was months ago and it had to do with the Mafia g
CARLOSI burst into laughter at that moment. What did they think they were talking about? I stopped laughing and then looked at the men who moped at me as though they had seen a ghost. What could I say? Why couldn't they say something too? “What's going on here?” Finally, I popped a question. “Is there something I need to know and why are all of these coming at me?” “Carlos—” Mr. Robinson called. “We don't bring sentiment into this business and you know this. I'm sure you do. One thing you should know is my job and that of the others is to bring the company to life and that's what we're trying to do or can you not see it?” “No, I can't see it,” a chuckle escaped my mouth. “If there's something I can see then it's you being unfair to me by taking something I have spent the last decade building. What exactly is going on here?” “Carlos. This is a family business. It's a different thing if it were your business and you know this.” Frank was all smiles when I looked at him and he n
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.
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.
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
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
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,
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
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
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
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