ANTONIOA Blindspot.I should have seen this. I should have known Paulo was nothing but a double.I already had my doubts about Jordan before now.I just had a bad idea about that young boy.At least now I am certain he knows about Miranda too.Paulo knows.Protecting her is now my priority.A top priority.I paced the room.“Xander should be fine in no time.”I left him with the Don Vito. He is being tended to by a special nurse as it was risky to take him to a hospital.I had to reason with Don Vito on that one.Ever since the news of my child, different thoughts began to erode my mind.My mafia game had dropped.Nothing else.I had to leave the meeting spot on the excuse of doing a quick sweep.We still can't find Jordan or Paulo.Those two have definitely gone into hiding.No doubt about that.Don Vito has become more inquisitive than usual.I guess that's because of the new perception about Jordan.I picked up my phone and called the Druxels. An affiliate company that helps me wi
MIRANDA“Ouch!” I grunted at the sight of the needle penetrating my soft skin.“Sorry, Ma'am. You know this would have been avoided if you followed my instructions?” the man who later appeared to be a doctor in my tired eyes, spoke.“Instructions?”What is this man talking about?Some lady attendant who is now magically my driver drove me down here and all he is telling me is that I refuse to follow instructions?Everyone is crazy or I am just the crazier one right now.“Yes, instructions,” he answered in a confident tone.How I wish I could bite his ears off with the gibberish he is saying.I'm not even sure I had seen him before.He doesn't look like the doctor who…..Oh!Oh No!“Mrs. Dante. This is not your first time here. I told you, you have to come for your ante-natal tests.”Oh my.It's the doctor from the other day.The same doctor.How could I not remember himWhat is wrong with me for God's sake?“I'm sorry about that, Doctor. I have a complaint though,” I said.“What's tha
MIRANDAIt's been over 6 months now since I lost my dear sister to the hands of the devil himself, Don Vito.If death is what is in the curveball life throws at us then what is the essence of living?I hardly sleep as the nightmares now constantly disturb my peace.I wish to avenge my sister. I want to. I need to.She appears in my dreams.And to think that I am now pregnant for the devil's son makes me look evil, myself.What would my sister think of me?What would the world think of me?What would my parents think of me?My parents. I hardly bring them to the conversation, I know.No one cares to ask. Not even Antonio whose baby I now carry inside of me.To him, I'm just a tool for his sexual pleasure and nothing else.I miss my parents. I miss my sister.Though my vengeance is for my sister, the hurt burns for both of them.I had lost my parents at a tender age.Initially, I used to think it only existed in those Hollywood movies where sailors go on adventure and never return. They
ANTONIOI bang my hand heavily on the wall.Out of anger.I still can't believe my eyes.I should have known.I should have suspected.This is not the first time we were dealing with the Portuguese.So why would they turn on us all of a sudden?Something must have spooked them.It was all Don Vito.He made them act this way.Apparently, he had been dealing with them secretly. I didn't know a thing about it.That was unlike him.He is my godfather and he runs practically all he does by me and I do the same also.Well, except for the fact that I have Miranda in my custody.He must not know about that.The Portuguese definitely didn't like the way things turned out.Don Vito was embezzling and left them out of the share.Now they want to take back everything and take the mafia out of the way.All of these papers prove it.This is a big reveal even for me.Rivera was going to use this to buy her way in or out, whichever way.Perhaps Don Vito knew about this, and that was why he ended her
DON VITOMy solace. My cigar. Always in my hands.If I am not smoking then I am obviously not in my right senses.I sat in my exalted chair puffing smoke in the air repeatedly while I stared at my bastard son who was tied right in front of me.I had been on a wild search ever since Antonio told me the sort of snitch I was having around.I didn’t believe him at first but as it stands, Antonio had my best interest at heart.It wasn’t difficult finding Jordan. Paulo was nowhere to be found.Even Antonio would be surprised if he knew that I already had him in custody.But I didn’t let him know.Antonio was my godson. I knew him better than anyone.He had been with me right from his teenage years.Many people thought he was my son. My biological son.I actually did treat him like one, He grew up to become my second in command.He was a tough one. Smart and intelligent. A boy with vision and addiction to becoming great.I saw him climb up to heights before my very eyes and I just knew I was
MIRANDAThe excitement.To see him, again.I couldn't help but shout his name the instance I saw him.My friend. My funny friend.Xander. I was so happy to see him after that unfortunate incident that put both our lives in danger.However, I tried to control my excitement so as not to do too much.Antonio is a jealous being. He could be watching from anywhere waiting to strike.He is jealous that much to do that.“How is your leg, Xander?” I asked.“Better than before,” he answered.It was as though he was never shot.I stared at his treated legs for a while before it dawned on me that Xander was actually in my room.I must have been carried away by the excitement.Antonio must not meet him here.“You have to leave Xander. Do not take this the wrong way. I am really happy to see you but Antonio must not meet you here!” I voiced out.“Oh, my bad. I am sorry about that. Although, if I am not mistaken, I think Mr. Antonio just drove away.”“I heard the sound of his vehicle just now.”If
ANTONIOI know it wasn't an ordinary call.At first, I thought, what if Jordan already told him about my time with Rivera?Since he worked for the Portuguese, he could have known about Rivera's plans and the meeting.What if Jordan already told him everything?Including what Rivera failed to tell me.Confused. I was really that confused.A lot was running through my head.Miranda. My unborn baby. Xander's naughty attitude and how I would deal with it.Sometimes I wonder if that boy doesn't know what I am capable of.I only see how Miranda behaves when he is with her.I don't want that happiness. I don't want it for her.Not when it's coming from someone else.Not from Xander.He better not be there when I get back. Else he is dead.I drove as swiftly as I could to Don Vito's residence. I could imagine what Jordan was facing already.Even though he was the boss's bastard son, he wouldn't take it easy with him.That, I was sure of.Even the hooker who gave birth to him had her own shar
MIRANDAI coughed.Could it be what I am thinking?Could it be just exactly what I have in mind about this?If it was then I guess things are beginning to come out right.I sat and stared at the photo that accidentally popped out of the file.It was Antonio and who I think is his sister.They look pretty much alike.It has to be her. Antonio's sister.He once told me he had a sister one particular night when we had multiple rounds of sex.He must have been really excited that night for him to have blurted that out to me.Well, that was the first and last time he spoke about her.But I remembered him saying, people called her his twin sister but they were never twins but shared a super striking resemblance.It's definitely her.My mind snapped back to what I was doing.My plan.I already had the perfect bargain with me In case of any trouble.Antonio wouldn't see this coming.Don Vito is just so evil.I wonder how he could do such to his godson…..Immediately I packed the files back an
DON VITO“Sir, he already got back to us,” those words rang aloud in my ears. If Antonio wasn't there that minute, I would have hit my head angrily and pulled out a gun on the stupid guard.Antonio is a wise son I wish I had.He was smart enough to decipher the least possible code in the room in a very short time; that was how clever he was.“It's fine. I would be there shortly,” I said hastily so as to dismiss the guard.“Is something in operation that I don't know of, Don?” Antonio asked.There goes it. The very question I would have expressly avoided if not for that foolish guard. “Nothing, son. Just some calls I couldn't make before I came out here,” I answered and puffed my cigar.Clearing all doubt, I walked towards Antonio, “You seem off.”He took a step back and cleared his throat.“Do we have a pending operation, Boss?” He said, supposedly dodging the question.“Yes, we do. There is a new product coming in. I want you to be there to get it. I don't want to send the boys.”He
ANTONIO'S POVSuspicious.I just seem so sure of it. The call wasn't a genuine one.Either I am being put to the test or Don is playing a trick on me.As a sharp one, I didn't bother questioning myself for too long.“Miranda, I have to be somewhere. I will be back by evening,” I said as I put on my shirt.“And your meal? What would happen to it? You need to take something before you leave,” she said in a caring tone.The aroma of the food was already tempting but this is Don we are talking about.Who knows? He might already be on his way to the mansion. Now that he is doing things to spite me, I presume.I still don't want to believe that call was made ordinarily by Vance.“It can't be!” I snapped.Like a sudden reaction, I grabbed my car keys nearby and headed to the Ferrari parked outside the V-lodge, a name I gave my house during my time of purchasing it from another private individual.I was off to the mansion when a thought captured my attention. “What if that was actually Don Vi
XANDERI looked around. Checking to see if anyone heard the young man as he shouted at me.“I will, you don't have to shout, kid.” I said.“Kid? Don't let my young face deceive you, Xander. Pick the call, now!” He lashed back.I took a deep breath and exhaled, “You know this isn't even my phone. It's for the other guy,” I whispered.“Oh really, well you ought to know if the call is meant for you so what's your move, smart ass?”“I would pick up the call,” I muttered.I took a quick look at the number calling. It was a strange number. “Oh fuck! If this is Don Vito then I am done for!!!”“Hello?” I said slowly only to be met with a voice I didn't know.It wasn't Don Vito but one of his men.“Hello? Speak up, motherfucker. Where are you and what's happening? Don needs an update!!” The voice on the other end said.“I just wanted to tell you I am safe where I am in this new place, Dad,” I spoke stylishly.Hopefully, this guard doesn't ask further questions or perhaps decode what I just did
DON VITO“Hmmmmm……”“Maybe I need to pay a visit to Antonio's mansion.”“I can't keep waiting to hear from that good-for-nothing fellow.” I said to myself as I caressed the gun in my left hand.Perhaps he thinks I am joking with all of this.“Hahhahahha.”“I need to teach him a lesson. Maybe I will just start by beheading his father.”That should signal to him what I am capable of. It looks like his company with Antonio is giving him some liver or low thoughts about what I can actually do.Or could it be that Antonio knows about him?Naaaa…Xander won't be stupid enough to blow it all.“Boss, Antonio just drove in. You gave an instruction not to let anyone know you in, does that include….?”“Why do you think you find it hard to complete that sentence?” I cut him short all of a sudden.He gave no response. “Exactly. That man there is my godson. Don't do beyond yourself, Mafia,” I warned.I walked to the curtains, slightly looking through to see Antonio.“Hey you, bring the girls here. I
MIRANDAHe is just perfect when he handles me.It's more like he knew where to touch and how to touch.He knew all of my hit spots, and he never hesitated to exploit them.He placed his hands on my hair and massaged them. “Have you seen the ‘cook’ I got for you?” He asked.“Oh yes, she looks friendly. I like her already,” she said.“Friendly? I didn't get her to be friendly. If she doesn't do well enough, just let me know,” he answered.“Antonio, don't worry. I know she is good,” I said to him.He was so unpredictable. For all he cares, he wouldn't hesitate to relieve her of the job at that very moment.“Let me check on her and probably have her fix something or am I allowed to cook?“Get her to cook and don't be silly,” he responded in a harsh tone.He spanked my ass as I stood up from the bed. “Pffff,” I mutter“Whatever this is, I am beginning to like and enjoy it.”Not only am I treated like a queen but Antonio now respects me and handles me softly, at least better than how we sta
MIRANDAI paused after asking that question.I never expected him to answer. He wouldn't stop kissing me even after I asked the question.He proceeded to kiss my neck and suck on it till it started to hurt.The pleasure was intense and for another moment, I began to fantasize about lying with him.This time passionately and not forcibly. Ignoring my question, he carried me and laid me on the bed. His gaze was fixated on my body and I could imagine what was going through his head already.“Even with the fact that you have a baby growing inside of you, you still look so sexy as always,” he uttered.“Come here,” I said to him. That must be my urge speaking out loud.I pulled his shirt and put his arms around my waist. He held them so tight and in the blink of an eye, he lifted me and put me down properly on the bed.He came on top and I whispered into his ears again “Go gently, Antonio.”“Don't you trust me, Miranda?” He asked seductively as his eyes peeped at my cleavages.I don't even
MIRANDAAt least, Xander is alive and well. “This shouldn't feel like another prison,” I pondered.Once again, I took a deep sigh of relief that I was not kidnapped and yes my baby was fine.Antonio had already made arrangements for my transport to the City hospital to keep up with my weekly appointment with the doctor.I sat on the bed in the room that was prepared for me and for a moment, I saw the image of the driver who was killed flash before my very eyes.“Madam Dante,” a voice from outside called.“Who is there?” I responded sharply.The door opened wide and this lanky bodyguard came in. I don't remember seeing his face amongst the others but his uniform made me know he was one of the bodyguards.It looked like the rest of them. He walked in and just kept staring at me like he knew me before.I glared at him and said, “Can I help you?”The shocking thing is his boldness to actually come into the room I was in.If not for anything, at least the respect that I was his boss's woma
XANDERMr. Dante can't be serious with the decision. He has to be testing me.Not only has he restricted my movement but also kept me away from my sister.First and foremost, I don't even know where I am, how I got here, and the route that leads to here.How do I……?Antonio stood up all of a sudden and walked up to me.“I don't care whether you are pleased with what happened here or not. Your allegiance is to me so watch it, Xander.Watch it.”“Yes, boss. I'm sorry,” I said.Antonio signaled one of the men and he walked up to me grabbed me by the arms and lifted me.“Can I trust you, Xander?” Antonio said.I stuttered at first. Why would he ask me such a question? I have been nothing but loyal or does he suspect a thing?“My phone,” the thoughts rang out aloud in my head.Where is my phone?Oh my…I hope he hasn't gone through it.“Do you have something to say or are you going to keep quiet even to the question I asked?” Antonio said in a loud tone.“Boss, you can trust me. I will do a
XANDERA few hours back,Jocelyn wouldn't stop tapping my shoulder repeatedly.“What is it? Can you just let me be for now?” I shouted at her.She suddenly stepped back. At first, I thought that was her simply respecting and obeying me but I noticed how she kept looking above my head like someone scary was approaching.I turned to look and three hefty men were approaching us. “Where did these ones come from now?” I thought.Their faces didn't look good and they didn't look like men working for my boss or even Don.“Jocelyn, run,” I whispered, but it was already too late.A man had already grabbed her from behind. I didn't realize we were being attacked from both sides.“Where is your boss?” One of them asked as he made me kneel before him.“Who are you to ask that?” I summoned the courage to question him despite his huge size.I thought I was going to receive a hard slap or perhaps a death punch on the face but to my surprise, the man signaled to the other two who stood gallantly besi