Claire's POV It all began as soft taps on the door but now the knocking was persistent. I knew who it was but I didn’t want to see him or talk to him. Don had been knocking on the door of my room for two days now since we moved to the safe house but since he had made me annoyed, my pettiness got the better of me. A part of me wanted to see him, wanted to sniff him, wanted to touch him but the greater part of me chose to stay angry at him. He had to learn a lesson, I guess. “C’mon Claire, open up. It’s been two days since you locked me out, two days and you’ve not picked up any of my calls, two days and you’ve not returned any of my texts. What else would you have me do?” “Get on your knees and grovel till they bleed water and blood. Beg me until I say stop” I muttered under my breath, chuckling. I’m sure he didn’t hear that. Would he have done so if he did? Well, I didn’t know. “Open up already, Claire. Please” I heard him plead from the other side but I still wasn’t moved. It wa
Claire's Pov________We walked into the living room, a hint of excitement in our steps. The family was stunned to see Don and I hold hands. Everyone has been on their separate lanes since Don aggressively spoke about the mole.In short, our movement into the safe house had been nothing but a quiet and angry house. Madam Desideria was the first to notice us, before Elyse. "Oh, my. I always want to see you both like this" she gasped, covering her mouth with her palm.Elyse's smile widened as she clung to Madam Desideria's arm. "I told you they wouldn't stay that long without talking to each other."I liked that the mole case had not broken our trust in each other. Even while we looked out for one another, we still trusted that nobody could rat out our safety to criminals. It could be a mistake - we had all said. We loved each other too much to betray one another."Did Claire save us from your wrath?" Elyse asked Don who scoffed."Settle down, everyone," he said, facing Romano who was
Claire’s POV I smacked my lips as I applied my favorite lipgloss, Fenty. Madam Desideria, Elyse and I had a lot to do today. After dinner last night, we three had sat down to do some planning on how we were going to spend the next day. From going to the spa to having roadside lunch to shopping at the mall, we were going to do all these with Don’s black card. I had argued that he allowed us three ladies to use our money, but Don had vehemently refused. He argued that it would be ungenerous of him to allow us to use our money when we could easily spend his. I knew better than to argue so I just agreed. He wasn’t home by the way. Romano too. They had work to attend to. Speaking of dinner, last night was so heartwarming. I felt the love, joy, and peace of the family. After teasing Don, we sat at the table, discussing so many things and we cracked lots of jokes, I choked lightly a couple of times. I also noticed the way Romano looked at Elyse, the sparkle in his eyes whenever his eyes
Claire's POV With a quizzical look on my face, I stood in awe, Don’s card still in my hand as I watched this stranger swipe his card. His card was accepted by the machine and all our items were paid for. I watched him take out his card from the machine and alongside the others, he slipped it into his pocket before shoving his hands down his pockets. I had questions. Tons of them. Who was he? Why did he pay for our items? Did he know us? Was his paying for our items something we should be bothered about? Was he working for someone? Who sent him? These questions had to be answered because I was really confused at this point. “Ohmm..th—thank you…. Stranger” I said, finding my voice. He simply jiggled his brows slightly and shrugged, hands still in his pockets. I thought he was at least going to tell me his name but that didn’t look like it was going to happen anytime soon. He was so unbothered like he had not just done something…. mesmerizing. Maybe I should introduce myself. Maybe
Salvatore’s POV I stared into nothing as I puffed out smoke from both my nostrils and mouth. I was on an empty street –more like, lonely sitting beside my car, a Hennessey Venom F5, scattered around me were a good number of fierce-looking men. My bodyguards were all dressed in black, just like me. We gleaned under the street lights. In front and behind the Hennessey Venom F5, were my BMW X5 and my Jeep Grand Cherokee. Money, whether in note or coin, I had all of it. In rolls and stacks. Cars, mansions, girls, you name them. I had them at my beck and call. Fame and power. I had tasted those too. Who was I kidding? I’m Salvatore fuckin’ Sebastian, Godfather of Silver Fox. I controlled whoever and did whatever. I loved the world I had built and I wasn’t planning on letting it go anytime soon.There was only one thing that posed a threat to this world of mine: Don DaDa, the filthy bastard of Danger Blaze, a rival to Silver Fox. I hated him to the core. He was a piece of shit and I was
Claire's PovIt's been an hour. Madam Desideria was not back from the library. Don and Romano were yet to be home which was a recourse to the situation. Don had called that I ate dinner without him and while I sat at the dining table with Elyse waiting for Madam Desi, I couldn't help but be worried.Was it because she hardly left home? She had been one to exist in a spot, so this was a surprise. She loved the library, no doubt, but she had most of her books delivered at home. Maybe I was just being paranoid. She was a grown woman, enough to decide on her will. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Elyse interrupted my thoughts. "About Madam Desideria" she finished."Yes. She is quite late." I murmured, staring at the food on the table which was turning cold. "I have my suspicions."Elyse leaned closer to the table. " Do you think Madam Desi is seeing someone?" Elyse winked and I laughed. "No, seriously. She seems to sneak around lately. I suspect she is dating a man"My mouth corne
Claire's POV Everything felt strange. Matter of fact, I was perplexed. A baby? How on earth did she end up bringing a baby back with her? Where did he come from? I had a lot of questions. “Madam Desideria?” I called out with questioning eyes when she didn’t reply immediately “I asked a question. Who owns the child?” My eyes darted to the baby carrier then back to her face “Ohm….” She trailed off, as if thinking of a response “No one, no one” She replied hastily, dipping her hand into the carrier, as she arranged the swaddling clothes the baby came in “What do you mean no one? I mean—” I was saying but she cut me short “I don’t know” I looked everywhere but my face. I smelt a rat. “No one and now you don’t know? Ma’am, I’m sorry, but nothing adds up right now. Nothing you’ve said adds up” I paused, searching her face, before continuing “You told us you were going to a library and all of a sudden, you returned home with a child. You don’t—” I was interrupted once more, but this
Claire's PovThe baby was put to sleep in Madam Desideria's room. No one hardly went into her room, so it was safe to say that Don would not know about this until we spoke.He was rather late tonight. Aside from being a Mafia Boss, Don ran some Import and Export businesses on automotive parts and he attended to this business from time to time. He had earlier informed me that he was going to drop by the company, but I didn't expect him to be so late. I heard footsteps reaching towards our room and I stood up from the bed to reach for the door. I recognized when it was Don coming, it was just a psychological thing to know.I opened the door wide to see a tired husband. His eyes met mine and a small smile crept in and faded quickly. Without wasting any time, I wrapped my arms around Don, kissing him into the room. A soft moan escaped his lips as he threw his bag on the floor and started pulling his shirt. "Tesoro…" His hands grabbed onto my waist as he squeezed my butt in his palm and