A few minutes to 10PM,It took all of the courage my entire being could muster for me to not actually back out of my own plans to go meet with Luciano as he asked. I was this close to chickening out and totally backing out of everything but I remembered that I’d rather obey Luciano than have him come down to my apartment to torment me again. I returned to my apartment from Nick’s after a series of lesson of all the things I need to do and the things I shouldn’t do and after losing an argument on if he should drive me to the bar tonight and there was no two ways about it. I had no choice but agree but only with a condition that he wouldn’t go into the bar with me. In fact, he would drop me off blocks away from the bar because I can’t risk Luciano or his men finding out that a man followed me. I didn’t want to put nick in danger because of my own issues with a deadly mafia boss. The girl I brought home wasn’t there when I returned. I looked around for her but it’s clear that she wa
I froze.Luciano grinned wickedly after he saw my expression, knowing he has succeeded in getting me shaken up. And I was shaken up alright! Because I remained on the spot and let my brain repeat the words luciano said to me. Luciano stalked back to his seat and sat down without taking his eyes off me. It was as if it was the expression he expected to see from me and it gave him so much joy to just see me looking that way. I actually don’t know what I was feeling. Maybe it was fear or uncertainty or shock. I was not sure what made me stood in shock. And the fact remains I don’t even know who Don Da---whatever he called it was. The name was unfamiliar and I’ve never even heard it before. But one thing I’m sure of that made me freeze the way I did is the fact the man Luciano is sending me off to is the leader of another Mafia club just like the one Luciano controls. I’ve never heard of the Danger Blaze mafia club. I know there’s a whole lot of Mafia Dons working secretly and carry
Luciano was no longer in the private lounge when I walked out of the bathroom. Honestly, I would have just broken down in front of him if I saw him on my way out. I was broken. Dejected. Sad. Furious. Pained. All of these emotions overwhelmed me all at once and it feels like my soul was slowly falling apart in Luciano’s hands. Yet again, I felt used. And mad because I couldn’t even stop myself from being used. Frankly, what could I have done? Any form of resistance to Luciano in that bathroom would have possible cost me a black eye or possibly a bruise or a burst on my lips and that way, my plan to lie to Nick that everything went fine would fall through. I trudged out of the Night club with a hitch in my steps.Not like there was a spring to it when I walked in but at least I didn’t feel like shit walking into the club like I feel when I walked out of it. As I made my way home, my thoughts and mind was clouded by what Luciano asked me to do. I would be delivering a package
As I worked on the very day I was supposed to go deliver the supposed “package “to the Danger Blaze mafia club, my eyes was trained on the overhead wall clock at the cafe and bar and boy the time flew so fast that each passing hour made my heart skip a hundred beats. Alex noticed my lack of concentration when I spilled beer on the table and he definitely wasn’t happy about it. “Keep whatever is bothering you out of my bar Claire and focus” I only apologized and he shook his head and left but not before I heard him mutter something along the lines of “I just hope she’s okay “underneath his breath. I wanted to tell him I wasn’t and that I was going crazy and that I was scared but I stuck to cleaning the spilled beer instead. The bar closes up at 9pm every night and a little past 10 on rush hour fridays. Today was Monday and so I closed up at exactly 9pm . I had just an hour to get myself ready to deliver the godforsaken package. ….he hates latecomersLuciano’s scribbled words on
Finding him proved hard.The heavy crowd, blinding lights and loud music made the place a rowdy mess. Just like at the bar I met Luciano at, there were skimpily dressed women dancing on the dance floor with other men groping and grinding into them.My eyes already caught the stairs but I couldn’t even reach it because of the crowd. After unsuccessfully weaving my way through for the fifth time, I got frustrated and walked up to the bar and took a stool while watching the bartender pour out shot.“Are you lost?”The bartender asked. “I noticed you since you came in, you look like you could use some help”His words wafted past my ears as my eyes set on the lady sitting beside me. She was dressed in a short dress that barely covered her thighs and had on a pair of knee length boots. Her hair was black, long and straight and reached down to fall behind her back. She was beautiful but I was marveled at the way she drowned every shot the guy gave to her without even taking breaks. I’ve h
The world seemed like it took a standstill and why wouldn't it? Even I was at a standstill, I could bet my eyes were wide open and I look like I have seen a ghost. But then again, why wouldn't I be stuck to a spot? When a man this gorgeous and breathtaking is standing awfully close to me and looking me directly in the eyes. He bright blue orbs pierced into my hazel ones and looked like they could see right through the ocean of honey colour and bright brown lights. I know it’s the man from outside who helped me get in because of the familiarity of that blue eyes. I saw it only for a moment but it was something I couldn’t forget for a lifetime to come. The cologne that wafted from his body into my nose too was a reminder of how fresh and intoxicating he smelt when I was caught in his hands a moment ago. But most importantly, I knew he was Don Dada because the name was boldly tattooed onto his exposed neck. It made me gulp at the fucking odds of meeting the man I was meant to delive
I lied to myself when I said I was going to forget Don Dada. It had to be the biggest lie I have ever told myself or maybe the biggest lie my heart has ever told me. My heart has told me a couple of lies that I have to believe wholeheartedly only for me to be met with disappointment at the end. Like when I told myself I wasn’t weak and that I could escape from Luciano if only I tried hard. And when I told myself I could lead a normal and decent life if Luciano at least would lets me go. Well he did. And it turns out that all I’m good at is lying to myself. Nothing ever became normal about my life ever since then. I was still the same girl he had in captive for the longest of her life. My heart still wouldn't stop lying to me even at that. Because ever since I left Don's bar and met with Don himself, I’ve not being able to get his face off my mind or anything else about him off of my mind since then. His face appears every now and then when I’m alone and thinking about somethin
I blinked rapidly a couple of times, expecting for the image in front of me to disappear like a mirage and just like a figment of my imagination. Everything in me hoped that none of it were real and that I have started hallucinating and seeing things because of my inability to stop thinking about him.My eyes only stung as I kept blinking my eyes. The image of the person sitting on my chair, in the middle of my room, clad in a all black suit, isn't disappearing like a mirage and no I wasn’t hallucinating, it was as vivid as anything could ever be.My legs stood grounded to the spot by the door , unmoving and suddenly rigid. All of the bravery I summed up, ready to hit the intruder with a mop stick melted out of me as I processed the scene before me. Don Dada is in my room. In my house! My mind raced with a million things that I could possibly do. I contemplated running out of here and shutting the door but this is my house! There was no other place I could run to. Then I thought ag
Claire's POV"I'm so excited for the baby shower," Elyse said, looking up at me with a smile. "We need to start planning the details. What's your theme? Have you thought about games and food?"Elyse and I were resting on the couch in the penthouse, enjoying a lazy afternoon together. We'd just finished lunch, and Elyse couldn't get over her excitement about the baby shower I was planning.I laughed. "Slow down, Elyse. I've barely had time to think about it. But I do know I want something simple and intimate. Maybe just close friends and family."I was almost due…oh, I could feel this baby coming and I was excited at the thought of going into labor and birthing Don's son.Elyse nodded. "That sounds perfect. And I've already started thinking about baby names. I have a few favorites for a boy."I raised an eyebrow. "Oh? What are they?"Elyse grinned "Well, I think 'Atticus' is a great name. Or maybe 'Ethan'?"I chuckled. "Those are both nice names. But let's not get ahead of ourselves. W
Claire's POV The ringing doorbell interrupted my movie, causing me to wonder how it was, but I felt too lazy to stand up. Maybe it was my pregnancy after all. The doorbell rang again almost immediately but I didn't see any sign of anyone else coming to answer it. I took that as my cue to answer it. But just as I was about to stand up, Elyse appeared in the living room. “I'll answer it, don't worry” Elyse said I turned to the door when Elyse opened it, and I was greeted by the sight of Romano standing there, with a warm smile on his face. He looked just as handsome as I remembered, with his tousled hair and charming eyes. “Heyyyy” he drawled, stepping forward to wrap her in a hug. I could see the delight on her face as she embraced him. It was a sweet moment, one that made my heart swell and miss Don . I suddenly wished he were here. Damn you, Salvatore! I cursed inwardly. “Heyyy” She replied back “It's so good to see you” Elyse said, pulling back from the hug but keeping her han
Romano’s POV I walked into the room of one of my underground houses set aside as a ward for Don’s healing and recovery. It all came as a flashback, rushing into my memories. How I had been tracking Don for hours, following the clues. I knew Salvatore's men were closing in on him, and I had to act fast if I was going to save his life.From a distance, I had seen Don sprinting towards the river, Salvatore's men drew their guns, aiming at Don who had just jumped into the river. I had to act fast, but I didn't have a choice till they weren't watching and I had stopped shooting. A few minutes after they had gone, I sprinted towards the water's edge, scanning the river for any sign of Don. That's when I saw him, his body in the water as he tried to swim away from the riverbank.But he was hurt, badly. I could see the blood spreading through the water, and I knew I had to get to him, fast. I dove into the river and I swam towards Don. As I reached him, I wrapped my arm around his chest, h
Elyse's POV Just as I settled into the couch for a movie on Netflix with a tube of Pringles and a glass of lemon squash, my phone beeped and a notification came in. It was a message from Romano. My heart skipped three beats. I abandoned my movie for his text. ‘I can't wait to see you in the dress. Sign and collect ASAP. And no, I'm not spilling the location’ Wait, what? This could only mean one thing. Romano was taking me out. He was asking me out on a date. A proper, restaurant date. We hadn't done this before, although we had a lot of chemistry. I liked Romano a lot and he liked me right back, so there was no way I was going to say no or stand him up. The doorbell rang immediately and I answered it. A face–capped man with a package, clipboard and pen stood, waiting for me. I wrote my signature hastily, got the package and dashed back inside.I didn't even bother exiting Netflix, I just grabbed my phone and sprinted up the stairs. I got into the shower right as I got into my roo
Claire's POV Today was the day of baby Nolan's baptism, and I couldn't wait to celebrate this special moment with our little family.I noticed the bodyguards stationed outside our door. A reminder that I still needed to be protected from that monster, Salvatore.The chapel was beautiful, it had been a long time. It had never felt that far. It was so good to be home. Madam Desideria, Elyse, and I took our seats, surrounded by our securities The ceremony was lovely, with baby Nolan looking adorable in his tiny white outfit.As the priest poured the holy water over Nolan's head, I felt a lump form in my throat. And although Don might not admit or it might not seem like it, this baby had brought so much joy into our lives, and I was grateful to be a part of his journey.As we stepped forward, Madam Desideria, Elyse, and I walked over to the front steps of the cathedral, where we knelt on the stone floor."Let us pray," Madam Desideria said, in her soothing voice.We bowed our heads, and
Claire's POV I watched as Elyse and Romano said their goodbyes. He gave her a long peck on her right cheek as they hugged. “Alright guys, let's get going now” I signalled to them. The sun was getting brighter and I wanted us to get to the penthouse before late afternoon. I looked at the wall on the clock. The time read 09:10 am. “Take care, Elyse, I'll miss you” Romano smiled at her “I'll miss you too” She smiled back Our bags were hauled by some bodyguards to the trunks of the two vehicles taking us. When they were done, we said our final goodbyes to Romano, waving and smiling. We boarded the vehicles and soon, we were speeding down the road. It was going to be a long ride so I decided to keep myself busy. I plugged in my earphones and selected a movie –Disney’s Mufasa– to watch. Baby Nolan on the other hand was enjoying Cocomelon which was playing on the mini television in the car. I wasn't sure exactly how long we took but we were at the underground penthouse already. We ali
Claire's POV "Let's take a moment to remember…" I held back more tears, even when my face was red and swollen. "…a mentor, a brave man, a brother, ...a husband" I couldn't control it anymore.Romano came to my side, rubbing me by the side as he comforted me. Elyse sat at a side, her expression numb, she said no word nor did I hear a sob, but her face watered.I wanted to tell her again that I was sorry. That this was entirely my fault. How would I be able to live through this guilt? Staying in the same house knowing that I pulled the trigger and even made no effort to find his body for a proper burial."Don was everything…to me, ..to us" I continue, in between my sobs. "I love you, Don." I kissed the flowers, as I placed them on the little pavement around our former house, where Don and I spent most of our memories.Since there was no corpse to mourn, I thought it was only proper to pay tribute to his property. This wasn't a mode to move on. Never, could I move on from this. But ra
Claire's POV Tears streamed down our cheeks as I returned to hug my late husband’s sister. If only she knew how her brother died. I sighed. We remained in the embrace for God knows how long. After a while, Elyse slowly pulled away, first wiping her tears before she wiped mine. “That's okay, Claire, that's okay. Enough with the tears” She wiped under my eyes “What matters right now is that you're back, hale and hearty” “I know, right “ I replied, my eyes still teary “I'm so glad to be home, Elyse. You don't know how much I've missed you guys” I broke down into fresh tears. My outburst lasted for quite a while and Elyse did nothing but be patient with me, while rubbing my back and saying soothing words to me. I calmed down after a while, only shaking with silent sobs. “Come right in. Sorry we left you at the door” Elyse ushered me into the house “It's fine. You all were surprised to see me” I replied as I sat on a couch. I looked around the house, taking in everything. I had miss
Claire's Pov"Hey, Bambina" the soft voice of Don, like a wind had brought it and taken it away too. "Bambina, you look so good…spreading out your fucking legs like that" The voice suddenly changed into Salvatore's voice and I sprang up from the bed, waking up from a terrible nightmare.The switch from my sweet Don to Salvatore the monster had startled me. It was like Salvatore kept interrupting every moment I wanted to have with Don, even in my dreams.I rolled on the bed, cuddling the pillow to my chest as I resumed crying. I had cried all through the night and had begun again this morning. The feeling of being in New York is all of Don's memories and I thought I was ready, but I was not.I went on my knees beside the bed, in prayer mode. "I am sorry Don, please forgive me." I sobbed. "You were my literal existence and I took that life from you. I hate myself right now. I am so sorry, Don" I cried."I love you, my husband. I do"After more confessions, like Don's spirit was beside m