*****Nikita POV*****I wake up the following morning feeling numb and my body heavy like lead. It takes me forever to get dressed. I really hate the colour black. It’s too resembling of my heart and future right now. I am just starring at the mirror when I hear a knock and Father walks in. “It’s time, Angel,” he says with a voice that breaks my heart. To many, he is cold- blooded vengeful monster, but to me, he is family, the only one I have left now.I nod my head and quietly follow him outside where Jake’s coffin is already mounted on a trailer. Over one hundred of our man stood on each side of the trailer, all in black. They all slightly bow their heads to acknowledge us before Hunter, father’s most trusted man an friend, opens the door to the car behind the trailer for us to get in. Knowing him, he has probably scanned the bullet proof vehicle several times to make sure that no bombs are on it. It’s ridiculous I know, but paranoia is part of the mafia’s way of life. I blankly s
*****Nikita POV*****At the mafia cemetery We are heading to our cars when Leo and Daniel approach us. Some people really have a death wish. “Mr and Miss Davi. Condolences for your loss. Jake was a tough and worthy opponent,” Leo says.I glare at him, he really has the nerve!He ignores me and focuses his attention on my father, who is starring at him, not showing any expression. “We are aware of the long enormity between us, but we, the Booi’s and the Siko’s want to categorically distance our involvement in Jake’s assassination. We did not give the order and none of our men have gone rogue,”Leo continues. “We want to pledge our support into investigating and bringing the culprits to account for their actions,” Daniel adds. Father continues looking at them with his creepy poker face while I look at them in disbelief. They have obviously met and discussed this between their two empires. One of them did it, I am certain, but maybe I can use this to avoid mass killings. “Do that
*****Nikita POV*****I break the eye contact with Leo and get into the car next to my father. “Shag that Booi boy and get over it, Nikita. After that get out of my fuckin’ way,” Father says sharply the moment I close the car door. “Father!” I expected his anger but I can’t believe he just said that. This is such a Jake thing to say and it sounds so wrong coming from him. “This is not the first time you have saved him, but it’s the last. Do you hear me?” he yells at me while Hunter hits the accelerator and keeps his head and eyes on the road as if he did not hear a thing. His strategy is obvious to me, that is to get us home fast and disappear until Father cools down. When Nick Davi is mad, no one dares to look at him in the eyes or responds, except me. I am his blood and his princess, I get away with a lot. I am not sure about today though. “I was twelve years old and he was only fourteen. Children are off limit, Father. That is the mafia law!” I yell back while glaring at him. I
*****Nikita POV*****Evening after Jake’s funeral Three hours later, I’m on my bed, turning and tossing, unable to fall asleep. Alcohol, drugs, excessive shopping, junk food and sex. Thats just the top five on the list of many, people have used to either drown their sorrows, dull the pain or try to mend a broken heart. I need something like that tonight. Just a few minutes of letting go. Just to forget that my brother is gone and I am now the heiress of the Davi bloody empire. I hate everything on that list but the last one. I have never really tried it to make any conclusion on it. My reasons are not really deep and definitely not religious. No one has ever been worthy of that, but nothing is stopping me from trying it on my own. With that in mind, I start touching my breasts like I have seen in the movies. Besides my nipples getting hard, I really don’t feel anything exciting. I am starting to wonder what the whole fuss is about sex. I remove my panties and start stroking my clit.
*****Nikita POV*****I wake up the following morning feeling revived and push away last night’s explosive insanity. Sports bra, shorts and my hair tied into a ponytail, I am ready for my morning run. I leave my bedroom and hear excited giggles from the lounge. It seems our maids are busy chitchatting very early this morning. I hide at the corner and listen in, I’m curious to know what is all the excitement about. Maids tend to know all the gossip in the mafia world before we do because they interact with other maids when they leave. It’s always wise to keep tabs on them now and then. With Father on the urge and bloodthirsty, I can do with all the information to keep up with anything he may be planning. As I get closer to the lounge, I can make out three elated voices going back and forth in-between giggles. “Yummy!” “Oh Dear! he’s so hot! Look ,Andy, it’s the majestic, sizzling Lion of the Booi kingdom.”My heart race at the mention of his name. I really need to set my head straigh
*****Nikita POV*****“Good morning, Ma’am” the men outside greet in unison while bowing their heads. I greet back and start sprinting. I notice that all ten of them are also sprinting behind me. I’m in my running gear while they are in all black, mafia-style attire with long coats and dark shades. Add big machine guns to that and them trying to keep up with my speed, the scene looks really ridiculous. I stop abruptly, forcing them to do the same and bump into each other. “What’s this?” I ask sharply. I have been running around our home estate for years, this is the first time they have decide to follow me. “It’s Hunter’s orders, Ma’am,”one answers. “Orders to do what?”“We are to follow you everywhere from now on.” I frown, giving each one of them my cold ‘don’t mess with me stare’. They shift uncomfortable, that was my intention. These big, capable, ruthless men have been around me all my life. I have learned to stand my ground and discovered that I can be pretty intimidating.“
*****Leo POV*****“Why can’t you freakin’ knock? There’s nothing hard about it!” I snap at Owen, who, as usual, is here to disturb my peaceful sleep. I wonder if all early morning people are like my cousin. Once he is awake, which is always too damn early, he feels the need to wake me up too. “Why can’t you freakin’ lock? There’s nothing hard there and why are you so mad? Didn’t get some last night?” Owen hits back with a huge grin. He really enjoys torturing me. “It’s eight o’clock in the the damn morning! What do you want, Owen?” I seriously doubt that a younger brother would have been more irritating than this cousin of mine. “It’s a great day. Look, your Juliet is even returning from her morning run,” he says while peeping at the spyglass. “Get the fuck off that screen, Owen,” I say sharply. I usually don’t mind Owen’s comments on any girl, even those I have banged, but not with her. There is this possessive feeling I can’t control when Niki is involved and Owen can sense it.
*****Leo POV*****“Don’t you fuckin’ give up on me now. We did not kill Jake. We have made strides with Daniel. We will win, Owen. We just have to.” I don’t know if we will win when so many odds are against us, but I will die trying and I know that he will be by my side till the end. “What if two months passes and we don’t find the person who killed Jake?” Owen is usually calm but Nick is our boggy man. “Then we kill Nick first before he kills us.” I have thought really hard about this. If we can’t find the killer, we will strike before the two months is over. “And Niki?” Owen asks. I can tell that he is shocked that I already have a backup plan should we not find Jake’s killer. “We will negotiate with her and I hope she is reasonable, but if needs be, we will cancel her too.” I can feel my chest getting heavy as I say those words. It will be a shame, but kill or be killed is the mafia way of life that we have really tried to avoid for a long time. Owen nods his head and changes