**Chapter 11: "To Die by My Hands"**
"I still can't believe you are married now," Aiah says for the umpteenth time. Since I returned to this room with my best friends, it has been really quiet.
"The truth is I can't believe it myself. Guys, I am scared," I whisper softly, afraid that the walls may have ears. I am now a mafia's wife.
"You better, Rosé," Bali reminds me using my middle name, simultaneously giving Aiah the side eye. It has always been this way with them. Bali has no filter, whereas Aiah lives to sugarcoat situations. "As advice, you should get him on your side. Make him fall for you."
"Bali!" Both Aiah and I gasp, widening our eyes in response.
How can she suggest that?!
**Chapter 12; His baby?** Halting at his tracks, he smiles again and informs me in the most soothing tone, "Yes, Sunshine, you are very lucky to die by my hands." Before I could make sense of anything, everything goes dark, and a force pulls me from behind. He grabs me by my hair, thrusting me into a dark room. "Who are you? What are you going to do to me?" "Nothing," he tells me, faking an innocent expression. I look around the empty room, breathing heavily. I can't find anything but boxes in this room. They are all covered in dust. "He got rid of his last wife, and I will get rid of you." "What?!" My face goes pale as he pulls out a knife from the pock
**Chapter 12; His baby?** Halting at his tracks, he smiles again and informs me in the most soothing tone, "Yes, Sunshine, you are very lucky to die by my hands." Before I could make sense of anything, everything goes dark, and a force pulls me from behind. He grabs me by my hair, thrusting me into a dark room. "Who are you? What are you going to do to me?" "Nothing," he tells me, faking an innocent expression. I look around the empty room, breathing heavily. I can't find anything but boxes in this room. They are all covered in dust. "He got rid of his last wife, and I will get rid of you." "What?!" My face goes pale as he pulls out a knife from the pocket of his black suit. His steps are quick and heavy towards me. It doesn't take any effort for him to pull me to
* Chapter 13; Getting her out of my system* "It is the third warehouse they attacked today." Giovanni, dressed in a white shirt matched with grey torn jeans, informs me as soon as we arrive at the destination. We can't take a look at my drug warehouse, as it is littered with fucking cops. This is getting out of hand. With the outnumbered list of enemies due to my father's lust, I don't know who is behind this. If I had, we would have played dentist, and I would blow up every tooth in his fucking mouth. I watched him bleed away. Fucker. I flex my hands on my thighs, something I do when I am stressed. I don't like to act out of the moment. A sober action is the longest-standing and most satisfying one.
*Chapter one* " I am not a virgin anymore!" repeated Valeria Thompson for the umpteenth time. Her tear-stained cheeks became wet again. She had done something truly scandalous. Unconsciously, she banged her head on the steering wheel bringing about it to hoot loudly. " Do you want to get me caught? This is not my car" she reprimanded the car pointing sternly at the steering wheel pouting her lips. Valeria was a sunset brunette. Her hair was shoulder length and mostly curly at the edges and a bit black at the roots. Her lips had a forever touch of shiny lip gloss naturally red. She was incredibly beautiful. Valeria Thompson came from a small country in the Northern part of the world which was going through famine and extreme poverty. Being the only girl in a family of eight she opted to find a job in another country in the south. She lost her parents at a very young age and only had her grandparents who took care of her however they were now old and their pension was
*Chapter two * PRESENTLY Xander Gates's eyes shimmered from beams of sun puckering into the room and reflecting on his face. He had a sweet smile on as memories of last night overran his mind. " Damn that girl was ..." " Girl? Which girl? ...wait don't tell me you are fantasizing about another woman in my presence " His eyes opened immediately to face Olivia Lance. The girl he had been toying with to get her father to accept the terms of his contract. Olivia was a tall glamorous platinum blonde who is one of the most famous supermodels in the City of FL. At this moment the short man who looked older than her as he was in his late forties said " He is not envisioning. A girl was here last night can't you see the uncomfortable used condoms in that thrash bin" Olivia observed the direction of Alfredo's arm. She was stunned and a bit taken aback. Normal people usually use a minimum of two condoms but ..he used an entire packet with this girl and it
Val scoured the car for any spare clothes, thankfully luck was on her side; for she found a shirt and trousers which seemed to be just her size. She studied the neighborhood stands and the post newspaper in her hands for any news for jobs. Standing under a shade eating steam buns, Val let out a loud sigh " Bah! All these jobs require a CV but I don't have one. I lost all my credentials to those baboons. How will I get employed now? " Meticulously, she spotted a group of men transporting bags of cement into a truck. Behind them was a short and fat middle-aged woman wearing a frown. As if bitten, Val sprang up. She quickly ate all the buns and walked towards the group of men. " You guys are so slow. Hurry up, I need all this at my warehouse in City V" the middle-aged woman screamed supporting her arms on her thick waist. That was how the depressed feeling evaporated and it was covered by a sweet smile. Val coughs out to get their attention. " Greetings
This made her sob more. " Why are you quiet?" they continued to poke her with their long fake nails. " Here is your food. Eat up" the female superintendent arrived and passed the tray of jello rice under the bars of the cell. As always, they took the tray to eat all the food. They never bothered to ask Val if she would eat or not. But at this moment, Val took a deep breath and said for the first time in ninety-six hours she spoke. "I am hungry. Please can I have my own share" Agnes smirked at the newbie's confidence. Though she used please there was a sense of passive bellicosity in her tiny voice. "See who grew Wings?" Agnes stopped the others from eating despite being angry none dared to question her. She then leisurely sauntered to Val who had her head bowed as usual. " Are you hungry baby?" inquired Agnès in a baby's voice. Glaring into Agnes's eyes, she spoke in conviction " Yes! I am. Did I stutter? " After this, Agnès poured
Valeria pushed the lens on the bridge of her nose nervously. This was no longer the madam's Villa but the biggest skyscraper in the city. It was a construction company owned by the thirty-three-year-old Xander Gates. Valeria wore a lengthy sleeve blue turtleneck sweater covered with a jacket matched with regular-fit jeans. She didn't wear make-up except for the shiny lip gloss she is fond of. Pinning her hair behind her small ears she walked past the security and then the revolving door. Everyone seemed busy as they brushed past her. No one cared to return any of her greetings rather they stared in a scrutinizing way. " Good morning. Where can I find the boss's office?" The girl she spoke to stopped whatever she was doing on the computer. " Humph," she snorted, moving her gaze to the cheap pair of his sandals that Val wore. " Hey guys " The entire floor halted in their activities and stared in the direction of the loud voice. Pointing to Val, th