Massimo’s POV. “…Sir please, you’ll have to understand me, I…” I stuttered halfway as I tried to explain things through before he ended the phone call. It was so embarrassing that someone of my caliber and status would be treated in such a humiliating manner, but it wasn’t the case at all, the person who was behind it was someone twice as powerful as I was and I had nothing to do about it. “Did he cut the call?” Isabel asked, as she stood to her feet and stared at me. Her eyes were wide open and glued to mine. I wasn’t sure the atmosphere demanded women at the time so I sent for Romeo immediately. “Hey, call Romeo, tell him I demand his presence here, and do that now!” I said in my usual loud tone to one of the manservant’s who passed the living room down to the other side of the corridor. “Yes sir,” he replied as he bowed and ran out of the building. “Hey, what’s good? Brother talk to me, is everything alright? What did the baron say?” Nesa asked but I wasn’t interested in their
Massimo’s POV. Rome and I walked into the station and just as we entered, I discovered the inspector with a phone in his hands wrapped in a transparent envelope. ‘That’s it boss,’ Rome whispered as we both had our eyes on the piece in his hands. The inspector who had a slight argument with me at the crime scene smiled and kept a close stare at Rome and I as we walked close to him and this time stood before the rest of the officers there. I was greeted but never took those seriously, all that mattered to me was making sure that the mobile phone in his hands didn’t last long, no matter what it took. “Hmm, I can see you’re so interested in the object in my hands, aren’t you?” “Inspector, we received a call to come down here, why?” I said, staring at him. My hands collided while I turned to Rome and whispered. “Told you we should have gunned him down when we had the chance,” “Hmm, well, the problem here isn’t about the phone I’m holding in my hands, is it? Something within tells me
Isabel’s POV. I waited in the living room for Massi to get back home later that day. While I walked round the living room in panic, I prayed for Ana’s safety. I hoped she came back home from wherever she went that day because her dad wasn’t going to take it lightly. It was a clear agreement between the Russian Pratva and The Cosa Nostra and now we had already broken a part of our bargain to the Russian Pratva leader.I heard the door open and a figure walk into the living room, my heart raced and I turned to see who it was, hoping it turned out to be Ana since I first saw the hair of a lady, but it was Vanessa, my elder sister. She looked straight at me and discovered how weary I was at the time so ran to me. “Sister, what is happening to you, I told you we’ll get over this and it wouldn’t take longer than you think, the girl would be found, trust me, everything would be alright,” Her voice shrill and her expression softened around the corner. My hands were knocked to part of the tr
Vanessa's POV. He was so lucky I shot at the roof right away, else he would have been a dead man. I wondered what even gave him such an aura to come up against me in such a manner. Everything about me changed the moment he took that second step and I felt maybe I would have the blood of the Russian don in my hands. I wasn’t even trying to let go as my sister Isa kept on pleading while I felt raged. I frowned and kept a mean look at him while I pointed the gun straight to his forehead now. “Wait a minute, are you even serious right now? what the hell is wrong with you?!” he yelled and gestured with his hands spread across. “You shouldn’t have doubted me Nikolei, maybe next time you’ll be able to adhere to simple instructions, don’t underestimate the words of a broken girl,” I replied and bit my lips. It was indeed so frustrating at the moment and I stood in fear as I watched him stare back at me. I wasn’t ready to go into a gun battle with him though, he was so experienced and would
Ana’s POV. I was hungry and never knew I would even be here for as long as this. I was tied still, to the chair and watched the men as they brought in a box which was covered with a black polythene. I wondered what they would be using that for anyway. They all stared at me from time to time to monitor my moves even as I sat in chains and tied up. ‘What the hell could these men be up to and why are they staring at me like that?’ I muttered as I watched them bring out some lumps of meat from another bag and one of them began cutting it into pieces. I was marveled at first but not till I saw the first men unwrap a fresh corpse and begin to chop off parts of her body. It was a female and I guess she was once kept on this same chair and interrogated like me. I felt tense and goosebumps were all over my body. My eyes widened and I saw the contraction in my nerves as I asked one of the men who was walking down the corner. “Excuse me, please, don’t tell me that’s going to be my fate,” I as
Massimo’s POV. It was so disheartening that she wasn’t still found. At least the kidnappers should have been able to give a call to ask for a ransom. The money wasn’t going to be a problem at all, all I needed was for her to be in good health. I was in the room with her elder brother, Nikolai, and we both needed to have a personal man-to-man discussion concerning this. Nothing was as fruitful as two men with able guards and resources, teaming up to achieve a goal such as this. With him by my side I believed we would find Ana and bring her back home, maybe without a scratch. I tried to take a drink from the champagne bottle and all of a sudden Nik pulled out the drink and poured it into my cup. “I was only trying to make you understand that I needed this drink more than you do, but at the same time, I’ll have to make sure you get this first before me. You’re the man of the house, Massimo,” Nik said as he poured and smiled. I was astonished at how he did that even without me tenderin
Ana’s POV. I was so frustrated at the blood all over the room. This was a separate place Logan and the other man, whom he referred to as Egar, took me to. They intended to have me sold out to the merchants band that was an info I trapped while Logan was on call. But since he didn’t strike a clear bargain with them, it was crystal clear that they’ll have to turn the direction of the calls back to Massimo or my dad. Logan walked towards me while I sat on the stool with my hands handcuffed behind. His face looked fierce and his brows furrowed. I could see the tension in the air as he moved to and fro, trying to reach Massimo who at the moment wasn’t on the line. The whole thing got him pissed and more frustrated that he yelled in the air. “Pick up the damn phone, you, bastard!!” He gestured with both hands raised. He looked sweaty at this point before turning to me again as I whispered. “You’ve got to calm down, my husband isn’t always on the phone, maybe you’ll call back later and s
Ana’s POV. I woke up in the room and realized Isabel and Vanessa were already there. I had no clue how I got to that point. The last thing I recalled I saw was the bike Isabel rode into the street and asked me to hop in. My face was pale and I realized I had lost some amount of blood. It was so disheartening that even Vanessa, who was turning out to be my chronic enemy, was involved in the cleaning. I saw her cleaning the floor before I turned to see Isabel stare at me.“She’s awake!” She said, her face showing excitement and her hands lifted to the air as she moved towards me. “I’m so glad you’re awake, like, how the hell did you just collapse behind me on the Bike?!” She asked. Her hands placed on her waist and her eyes showcased some level of shock. “What are you talking about? I didn’t collapse, I was behind the bike with you while you rode through the street. ” “Hmm, ask Vanessa, immediately I entered the gate and stopped at the door, you just fell off the bike and almost hit
Massimo’s POV. I sat at the balcony and imagined the serenity of the boulevard, with no enemy on my path. I held the cigarette on my left and had a glass of whiskey on my right. I felt the size of the red hat on my head as I nodded to the gentle breeze of the evening while I had my gaze at the manservants and maidens of the premises as they walked to and fro, performing their obligation. I was so intrigued at the nature of the calmness of our home. It seemed everyone was lost, except the few maidens who I spotted below. I felt a vibration in my pocket and that was from my phone. I kept the glass of whiskey on the railing which had a flat surface and brought it out to take a look. My eyes flashed at the first notification which came from my right hand man; Romeo. ‘Where are you, boss?’ I beamed my face with a smile as I texted back. ‘The balcony, eastern wing, second floor,’ The message was sent as soon as possible and I nodded to the ‘bing-bing sound which came off the phone,’ W
Massimo’s POV.The room was so quiet. I sat still and tried to see if I’ll be able to take an online course on Amazon before the door opened. I turned immediately and beheld his stormy gaze. His eyes got stock on mine as he exhaled and walked towards where I sat. I observed my heart race but couldn’t point my fingers at it, maybe because it was the first time he talked since the incident at Duke’s birthday. He held me steady and stared directly into my eyes. I sniffed his perfume from a distance, it was one of the most expensive he had in his collection. “Why are you acting so nervous?” He asked, his voice trembling and diminished. I was actually trying to figure out if that was true or not, as I stood so dumbfounded and stared at him, without a single word. “Are you being serious right now? why aren’t you even talking to me, Ana?” He inquired again. “Um, I think I would have to drink some water, I feel thirsty, even before you came,” That was a blatant lie though, and I knew he wo
Ana’s POV. “Ouch! Take it easy,” I exclaimed as she dressed my wounds. She was so skilled at it and needed me to sit still and not have her distracted on her job. “Ana, what is the meaning of this? was I the one who asked you to go and pick a fight with Rosalia?” Isabel questioned as she held the plaster on her hands and the scissors and iodine which was used on the surface of the wound. It was almost what one could call- ‘Brutal’, the fight between Rosalia Hazelwood and I. I wondered what manner of lady she was. She was so strong and during the fight, she stiffened her body that I couldn’t even pull her to the ground after I held her waist. “Come on, aren’t you seeing that it’s painful? Why are you even trying to go hard on me even when I’m suffering already?” I replied, my face kept sour while she stared back. I could tell she wasn’t really happy I sounded that way, she kept mute and frowned. Her brows furrowed while she dropped the scissors in her hands, same as the iodine. She
Massimo's POVI watched her walk in, her light-skinned dress hugging her curves in all the right places. My eyes narrowed, and I felt my adrenaline spike as I salivated at the sight of her. Time seemed to pause for a few seconds as she walked into the room. She walked straight to the usher, grabbed a glass of wine, and then made her way towards me, a quick smile playing on her lips.As she approached, I couldn't help but notice the way the light danced across her face, highlighting the sharp angles of her cheekbones and the fullness of her lips. Her eyes sparkled, and I felt my heart skip a beat as our gazes met."Hello, Mr. Duke," she smirked, casting a lustful wink in my direction.I whispered into Duke's ear, "You didn't tell me you invited my ex-girlfriend."Duke's eyes were fixed on Rosalia as he replied in a whisper, "I didn't. I'm surprised she showed up. Maybe she needed a reunion with you."I tried to avoid her gaze, but it was impossible.Her transparent dress displayed a l
Massimo’s POV. “Come on, we’re going to be late, aren’t you done with the make-up?” I called out to Anastasya from the other side of her door while I waited and knocked mildly. I wasn’t ready to move out late for the birthday party of Donald Duke, a renowned member of the Cosa Nostra. I walked down to the living room with my briefcase and my cigarette which was on my left hand while I blew the harsh white air. The time was already 6:24PM, and Duke’s residence was about 20 minutes from here. Maybe we’ll get there before the occasion begins at exactly 7PM sharp, and that’s if we’re on time. I watched the Television for a while before the door opened and Romeo entered. He looked smarter than I even imagined. How white and black attire and his glasses. I nodded at the sight of his scabbard which had his gun in it.“You’re stunning, man. I think you’ll need a very quick snapshot,” I remarked as he beamed with a smile and posed in a camera shot. I laughed. “And I think you’re ready to t
Massimo’s POV. The Cosa Nostra would be having a meeting in a couple of minutes and this was to discuss the recent blackmails and spies across the city. It wasn’t news anymore that the governor was now an enemy to the mafia and he'd do everything it took to bring us down, in every possible way he could. I walked right to my mirror in my office while I had a close stare at my outfit for the meeting. My yellow blazers and black tie matched the event. I held my spectacles, worth over two hundred dollars, in my left hands while I casted a sharp wink at the reflection on the mirror. ‘You’re such a dish, Massi,’ I muttered as I stood with my right hands in my pocket. I walked down to the table and turned on the music box which was already connected to my phone via Bluetooth. ‘What song would I play now…’ I whispered as I scrolled through my phone to find any of my nicest music to play. I finally stumbled on my best song, it's a song by Eminem-‘I’m not afraid’. I could listen to that son
Chapter 44. Ana’s POV. One week and 4 days later. ‘I think I’ll be needing a job soon,’ I whispered underneath my breath as I scrolled through my phone. I was trying to see if I’ll be connected to any of the remote writing jobs available. I didn’t want to do this because I had no money or perhaps, either Massimo or my dad couldn’t care for me, but I needed to earn a living on my own as a lady and a wife, not just sit and depend on the cash from my Millionaire father and Billionaire husband. The room was looking littered with clothes all over while I sat at the edge of the bed. I could see the silver lining Isabel gave me two days ago, sitting right at the edge of the drawer. That wasn’t so good. I stood to my feet, feeling so drowsy, I gave out a gigantic yawn. My eyes flipped twice and I listened for a moment. It was so quiet that day. It felt like everyone inhabiting the premises had ran off. I felt like the only one in the whole since I could hear the sound of a pin which fell t
Massimo’s POV I walked round the scene and discovered how messy it was. I never thought someone like Viktor would have the guts to take his own life. I turned to the men who stood behind me. “Take him away, he’s got to be burned,” I commanded and just then, Romeo called my attention. “Boss, I’m sorry to ask, you need us to burn his body and not bury him?” He inquired. His face was curious and the flesh on his forehead was wrinkled, his eyes were wide open. “You heard me clearly, you’ve got to do as I say, take this damn dead rat away from my presence and make sure you burn his body. I’ll love to see a video of it,” “Massimo, there’s actually no need for that, I felt maybe we could just dispose of him in the swamp or maybe just ask the men to take him back to the Mother earth,” he said, his hands folded as he casted a confusing stare at me and waited my response. “You don’t have to play games with me Romeo, I gave you an order and you’ve got to follow that, I don’t need to talk fu
Massimo’s POV. It was dawn. I couldn’t imagine how best to tear the prisoner, my prisoner. I wanted to make sure he sees himself dying, and in bits, maybe that would make me happier. I walked down to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror there. I stared at my sleepy face and sighed. It was such a sigh of relief. I imagined the possibility of not being successful in the operation which my men and I went through last night and what would have happened when the people finally got to know about me, being the one responsible for the drugs. I turned on the shower and just then, heard a knock on my door. ‘Knock knock’I listened attentively for the second time before I heard Anastasya’s voice. “Massi, are you up already, I want us to talk” she echoed. “I’m at the bathroom, I’ll be right there in 10,” I replied, I raised my voice and hoped she heard me. After a while the knocking stopped. I stood under the shower and felt the ease as the water dropped on my skin. I should be home