"Shhh..." She drag her finger across the man's lips making him calm down a little at her touch knowing he cannot hear her, but I can bet his auditory sense are sending impulses through his nervous system that will be able to drive a group of people nuts. "I am sorry." James hang his head facing the floor as he start to sob. I knew he was piece of shit and I knew he was a softy, but crying so early on when Mia haven't even started yet... This was just lousy. "About everything..." He continues through his sobs, but it doesn't seem to phase Mia at all. Instead she just continue to walk a round him gradually taking in every sob as defeat and I couldn't move my eyes from her. It was like she was in a world of her own, not minding me or anyone who was just a few kilometers down the street. Where she was supposed to be. A loud scream escape his mouth when Mia drag the dull part of the knife a cross his shoulders, but she quickly return doing the same motion with the other part of the knife
If I were alone with the piece of shit that lumped down over the chair I would never have shot him giving him the easy way out, I would have let him suffer until his dying breath, but instead of doing that I pierced a bullet right through his head above eyes, for Mia's sake. Killing him Mia didn't and by the way, she reacted, I am sure it would have only turned into a problem later on. Plus I needed to see him dead for my own peace of mind and I need to be there for Mia who darted outside after she passed me and was now emptying the contents of her stomach onto the floor while keeping her hands pressed against her lower abdomen and her knees covered in dirt on the floor. I have to admire her perseverance in keeping the dress clean. She was doing a remarkable job of it. "Amore..." Her name floats over my lips on a peaceful cloudy risp while I take her hair into my hands removing it from her face. "We need to go." I place my free hand under her elbow lifting her from her knees to her he
"Why would you take her there?" Achille growls taking a seat next to me on the stool at the bar. This is just what I needed after a night like last night. I couldn’t sleep after what I have doen fearing that I might actually be worse if I did fall asleep which means that I might never be able to share a bed with the one person that I truly want to share my bed with. She ofcourse doesn’t know exactly what happened last night and she obviously doesn’t want to talk about it because this morning when I went to get us some coffee she locked herself in the bathroom getting ready and told me through the thin wall that she was going to be awhile and I should go do what I usually do, because she had plans with her mother. Plans I knew about, but she didn’t want to see me even tough last night she was begging me to not leave her alone. "Another round of whatever he is drinking." He raises his hand signaling the bar lady who nods rewarding him with a big smile, a smile that shamefully tells him t
"Good morning." Mia chirp as I turn around on the bed opening my one eye and closing it again as the sun rays light up the room in a tactic to blind me. She looks well-rested and very eager. Exactly what I needed when I felt like a train ran me over and I can feel my heartbeat in my head. "Did you have fun last night?" "No." I force my eyes open getting used to the light that surrounds her. I turn to my back quickly lifting my back from the bed and bending forward to grab her arm. I pull her onto the bed with me. "I missed you." I land a kiss on her lips when she falls onto the mattress."Oh my goodness. You stink." She pulls away from me giggling. She looks so much mugirlyounger than in the past few days. Yesterday did her very well. This is what she should look like daily. Not stressed and filled with vengeance and hate. Maybe I should rather treasure this side of Mia than put tension on the side she admitted to suppressing her whole life. "How much did you drink last night?" "Come
"I ordered breakfast and then I have a surprise for you." I inform Mia when she exits the bathroom after getting dressed in a pair of skinny jeans, a white top that shows a lot of skin, maybe a little too much for my approval, but I was not going to press that matter. Today is supposed to be a fun and normal day, at least that is what Achille told me. He had this whole day mapped out and organised. Apparently I needed to let go a little, but I know that that only meant I needed to do something a normal couple would do at an resort. Whatever he measures normal to.I place the glass of orange juice on the bedside table and she eagerly takes it in her hand and chuck down the glass of orange juice waiting for her and I gulp down my glass so quickly not even hiding my thirst caused by too much whiskey the previous night before I take a seat on the foot and end of the bed. "Some pancakes, syrup and fruits." I reveal her specially ordered plate when I remove the lid keeping it from contracti
"Do we have to go?" She questions me almost beg-like pouting her lips at me when she places her hand palm down onto my cheat gazing up at me with her tired eyes. I couldn't help but smile at her sunkissed nose with its reddish tan even though she did put in some sunscreen beforehand a few of the sun's rays still fell on her beautiful soft skin. "I am tired and would much rather just go to bed." She pleads. Her curly dark locks fall over her shoulders revealing her naked neck while a flowery blue and white dress covers her body or at least the parts that needed to be covered. "You need to eat first." I remind her of where her energy comes from. She barely ate during the day and ice cream doesn't count. "Besides, I already booked us a table." I make her aware of our booking... Or let me rather say Achillie made us a booking and if I didn't agree to his plans I would have easily given in to her suggestion to have her all to myself in the room and we could eat whenever we wanted to, but I
"Gentlemen." I turn around on the very same bar stool I sat on when I laid my eyes on Madelaine for the first time. At least the bar had some type of upgrade since then. The old stinky furniture with their vintage smell and worn down appearance has been replace with clean marble tiles and very modern looking black and shiny bar furniture, but some things didn't change... Like the bar stools, some crappy bar decorations and a young girl behind the bar that appears scared and very cooperative. *** "I have a business preposal..." He starts and I immediately rise to my feet. I am not doing any business with him and I have made it clear already that we are done. No more free transport for his loads and no more payments to keep him out of my business. We have established that much already. "Come on Benvenuto, here me out." He pleads. "Let's start afresh and treat each other with mutual respect." "You have five minutes." I declare taking in the seat again and sliding my empty glass towar
"So what is it that you need me to do?" Mia questions very eagerly moving some paperwork to the side before taking a seat on my desk in my office where not long ago she wasn't even permitted to enter. "I will show you, but then you need to find another seat because I doubt that we would get any work done if you sit here." I lift her legs into the air supporting them when she grabs onto the side of the hard wooden table to prevent her from falling when I retrieve the folders from the drawer and place them next to where she is seated and I slowly lower her legs again until they return to their hanging position. "These are all files retrieved from social workers and they each contain a different and unique story, all tragic and some very unappealing and traumatic," I warn her letting my right-hand rest on top of the first folder. "All the information you will need to make the best decision is in here and you need to summarize every folder motivating why you would pair that specific fold