I stare at them disbelievingly. "Ooh, That doesn't look good." A mocking voice says.I turn around and Diana looking like the devil herself clad in a long red evening gown, her lips the color of blood, her hair done up beautifully. She looked regal, she had the same sister smile she had that night which sent shivers down my spine once again. "Good evening Emily, enjoying the evening?""Yes I am, "I say keeping my composure. I refuse to look weak in front of her. "Aren't you going to go after them?" She asks, I continue to look at her not saying anything. She comes dangerously close to my ear "I wouldn't anyways if I were you, they're meant for each other after all. You're only getting in the way, you know?" "You're just how do I put it, collateral damage", from what I can see." She says. "Let me ask you one thing Emily, haven't you always wondered how your father and Giovanni met?" She asks. "He worked for my father in the past... Although, I don't know what type of relations
"Where are we going?" I finally say to break the silence. We had been driving for a few hours now and it seemed like he wasn't planning on stopping anytime soon. I was tired, I just saw a dead man. My husband has a gun. His demon cousin, Mia. That's a lot to take. I'm so tired. I'm starting to have doubts and fears about Giovanni. Who was he really? Was he just some CEO playboy, or was he something else. Thanks to his demon cousin my fears have been alleviayed. Am in danger?I needed to talk to my mother."Stop please" I say. "Someone just died, Giovanni" I say. "We're not even sure of what's going on. What about your cousin? is she okay?" "She'll be fine" He says. "If you don't tell me where we're going. So help me I will get down from this car. Five... Four...Three..He stops the car so abruptly that I jerk forward. "We're here". I look at the place. Where exactly is here? it looked like a cottage of some sort. It reminded me of the house in the gingerbread man. it gave me t
"We'll leave in three days" Giovanni emerges from outside. "So soon. I thought this time you'd stay longer" Roselyn says. "We have to get going, we can't stay here for long, be says as we enter back inside. We have dinner and Roselyn shows us to the room where we would stay. I process the fact that I have to share a bedroom with him for the first time ever as soon as I see the bedroom. My mind becomes flooded from memories of that night. "You can use the shower if you want dear" Roslyn suggest in a kindly voice. She then gives me a knowing look.She looks between I and Giovanni as we were awkward with each other. "Oh for Goodness sake stop acting like virgin couples. You're acting like you've never had sex before, Giovanni, remember Samantha, Evelyn... Camila" She says putting emphasis on Camila's name. My eyes widen in surprise and Giovanni clears his throat looking pointedly at her. She giggles and I smile, I had never heard an old woman giggle. "Oops. I'll get going now. Make
SOON YOU SHALL WALLOW IN YOUR OWN GRAVE MOTHER'S FAVORITE. I place a hand on my chest and try to control my breathing, was mom alright? Who was sending these texts and why? Try to stay calm Emily.Giovanni rushed to my side "Emily what's wrong?' I point at my phone and he takes it.He reads it his expression dangerously calm, like he was about to do something off the hook. "Do they know I'm here? Are we safe?" I ask him drawing nearer to him, trying to stay calm. He holds me and gently uses his hands to caress my shoulders "No one knows you're here. "What about my mom? I've been trying to reach her but her number is going through. I'm worried Giovanni" I say, my voice breaking at the end. What if something happened to mother? The thought alone left me shivering. Roselyn walks in "Is everything alright dear?" She asks, a worried look on her kindly face. I didn't want her to know about the texts. I try to smile but I was too anxious and restless, Giovanni's hold on me was what preve
I stare at my mother's lifeless body, it felt like I was in a nightmare that I wasn't waking up from.Wake up mom, please. Please wake up. I cradle her and touch her cheek, it was cold. Her lifeless eyes stared back at me and the image would haunt me for the rest of my life. My heart ached, I just wanted my mom to wake up. Giovanni holds me tightly and I feel his steady heartbeat on my cheek. I get up and stare at my bloodstained hands and look up at his shirt which was now stained with blood. "What are you planning?" Giovanni asks looking at me carefully. "Whatever you're planning to do, don't do it, just calm down Emily""Calm down, don't tell me to calm down, they killed my mother" I yell. I was angry and I blamed myself, I should have protected her, What was happening? Why are these things happening to me. I suddenly remember the threat my mother said she had received. What if it's connected. Whoever killed my mother is still out there and is waiting to kill me. Well they can c
"I don't, I don't understand—what does this mean?" I hold the paper up.I stared at the shocking evidence spread out before me. It couldn't be true, could it? He had handed me a stack of photographs, voice recordings, and proceedings - all pointing to my late father's involvement in an illicit drug organization.My initial reaction was sheer shock. I couldn't comprehend how my father, the CEO of a respected company, Rivera's shipping could have been a part of any of this. Anger and confusion boiled inside me as I struggled to make sense of it all."You expect me to believe this?" I exclaimed, my voice trembling with a mix of fury and confusion. "How dare you come here and accuse my father of such heinous crimes? What proof do you have?"Clark remained calm, his gaze steady. "I understand your disbelief," he said, his voice measured. "But these documents, these recordings, they hold the truth. Your father was deeply involved in this organization. I obtained this information through mont
Giovanni leads me out of the bathroom. Clark gets up as he sees us approach the place. I still had doubts about him and everything that was going on but I would trust Giovanni, it seemed like he was the only person I could trust right now. He is after all my husband. He was the only family I had left. "Did she call the police?" He asks. The tension in the air is palpable, and I can't help but wonder what Clark knows and what Giovanni is still hiding from me. "I'll take her home," Giovanni says to him, he nods his head and looks at me. "Take care, Emily," He says to me as I and Giovanni walk out of the restaurant with Giovanni holding me so close, I thought he would crush me as I entered his car, the bodyguards scoured every corner and when they were sure that we weren't being watched, we journeyed back to his home. Once we reached the mansion and I got out of the car, a feeling of sadness washed over me, if only I had listened to Giovanni, I should have made sure Mom and I went back
"What do you mean suspect? This must be a mistake detective" I say, he looked liked whatever I said to him would just go into one ear and out the other. "I was with my mother the night of the murder, I watched the murderer shoot her down," I protested, the memory of that night creeping into my mind. From what I've heard, if Reynolds pegged you as a suspect in a case he would stop at nothing to pin you down "I was the one who called the police." I admit. He furrows his eyebrows in confusion "You called the police? When? We haven't gotten any call regarding a murder for the last two weeks" It was my turn to make a face of confusion"What do you mean? But someone took my call, a man, he talked to me""Listen, whoever you talked to wasn't one of us There's no record of the phone call you made to the police whatsoever," He says as a matter of fact. "If you even called the police." He adds a tinge of suspicion to his words. "Are you suggesting I'm lying?" I ask incredulously. "Who knows?