Masimo’s POV“Come on Rome, we’re already late, you know the governor doesn’t like us to keep him waiting,” I carried the bag containing my documents as I called on Romeo who still had a lump of meat in his mouth. Vanessa prepared the chicken source for me and right then, walked up to me. Her eyes were glued to mine, her both hands folded while tilting her head, slightly. “Massimo, you said you were going to speak to Isabel about the new phone, and yet you haven’t even done anything about it.” She gazed at me intently, her eyes narrowing slightly. “Come on Vanessa, you and I know Isabel is capable of giving herself a better phone and in a hundred-fold, why would she keep on depending on me for this? I told her the other day that I’ll get back to her, but I came home late, I forgot about it, and you know, Marcello’s death hit me so hard.” My eyes flashed with defensiveness. I crossed my arms and stared back as she lashed at me. “Brother, she’s just 20 years old and you know it, you
Massimo’s POV. “I warned you about this, boss, and that was exactly what I felt, I knew he was going to ask for something in return, now see…” Rome said, as he accompanied me back to the vehicle. The meeting with the governor was such an intense one. I wasn’t ready to dwell on It. This was someone whom I thought would have my back because I was among the people who had him installed into that seat even though he wasn’t aware of it. “Rome, don’t worry, I’ll handle it my way,” I replied as I entered the vehicle and sat. My countenance was down and I felt like driving back home to have some sleep already because the meeting didn’t go as planned. “Boss, you heard what he said, he is going to make sure he gets you down if you don’t do as he says and trust me, if you don’t, you’ll be a long lasting enemy to him, we should have involved Mr. Volkov, at least he already has an alliance with us through his daughter, your wife!” “Rome, just keep your mouth shut and let’s head back home, we h
Massimo’s POV. I wished I didn’t go over to the governors place. But the truth was, he had the power and forces to pull me down in all ramifications. I saw no sense in his request though, asking me for a third of my company and also handing my sister, Vanessa, in marriage to him. It was a slap to my face and I saw that as being dehumanizing. I sat in the vehicle as Rome drove into the premises. All that clustered in my head was the meeting’s outcome and also, the fact that Vanessa would yell so hard after hearing such. I exhaled and rolled my lips in disappointment as I held the steering while Rome calmed me down. “Aren’t you going to forgive yourself and let’s head into that building, all we need to do is have a strategic plan with Mr. Volkov, and see where it leads to from there.” He replied as he opened the vehicle and walked down before his mobile phone rang. I heard him sound so curious on the call and from all I know about Rome, it’s either someone was dead, or someone was ab
Massimo’s POV. I had my hands on my scabbard as I walked out of the Vehicle while Romeo had his M16 in his long coat. I had my eyes searching for any signs of Viktor as we both made our way right to the top floor in the Mall. I felt uncomfortable because this wasn’t supposed to be as urgent as it is now, to deal with someone as ruthless as Viktor. I walked down the path leading to the lift while I observed. “Boss, are you sure Thomas saw Viktor or he just tried to act so…” “Listen up, Rome, I know what you’re trying to do right now, you don’t have to underestimate the words of a servant, they’re so powerful and trust me, if actually we get hold of Viktor in this man, I’ll have that attributed to him, it’s his intel which got us here,” I replied, my hands were now released from the scabbard while I acted so free and made sure no one suspects the both of us were with a gun. “Hmm, I just hope we’re at the right place and at the right time, Boss,” He replied as he narrowed his eyes an
Massimo’s POV. It was such a day of disappointment for me. First it was the Governor, Baize, and now it’s the fool who butchered my steward and he’s nowhere to be found. Rome shot sporadically for a few seconds before I asked him to hold fire, else he may hit an innocent civilian and maybe put us into more trouble. We both headed to a secure location at the center of the city. It was already 8:45 PM That day. I felt so bad about the outcome of the events we carried out and needed to grab some drinks, Just Rome and I alone. He stared at the drink for a couple of minutes and then looked away. I knew for a fact that he wasn’t happy, because he told me earlier on about the man and the child and almost had them before I intervened. Pretending to scroll through his phone was a norm and I understood. I just had to calm his nerves, maybe with a little joke or something. “Ah-ah, there you go, thanks so much,” I smiled at the beautiful dark-skinned waitress at the eatery who brought in the t
Ana’s POV. I was trying to weave my hair before I heard a knock at my door. I turned and stared for a while before turning to the door and voiced. “Who’s there?” I asked, and tried to pack before standing to my feet. I watched the door open and Isabel entered the room. She was holding a tray which contained some fruits and smiled at me at first before turning a surprise look. “What’s going on with you?” She asked, and walked down to where I was. Her eyes revolved round my hairstyle while I sighed and turned to her tray. “Hm, please tell me those are for me?” I asked. “Ana, you’re trying to hide the question you’re asked, what’s up with the hairstyle you’re plaiting? She asked as she sat down on the bed and took a banana from the tray. I got too enticed by the looks of the fruits and decided to take one before she asked. “Aren’t you going to answer my question?” “Isabel, I don’t think that’s going to be the best right now, I’ll have to take a bite from these,” I defended playfull
Massimo’s POV. It’s 2:42 P.M. I felt so tired already and folded my arms while I thought of the recent occurrences which had been playing around me the whole time. The first which came to me was the fact that my intentions to be on the list of those to run for the governorship was now known to the governor himself. That wasn’t what got me so bothered; I felt so tensed because he didn’t take sides with me and Vanessa hadn’t heard of the plans which he had. I just had to calm my nerves and try to see how I’ll be able to tackle these problems. Marcello was the next, which came to me as I turned to see a frame on the wall where the both of us stood, smiling as we held the Caritas awards from the Jovinc groups. An award he made me win for the first time in my life, just two years ago. And now he’s dead. Such a tragic event. The enemies which evolved around me were growing by the day and I had absolutely nothing to do about it, I just had to keep calm and wait for a perfect day to strike
Massimo’s POV. “How much is the food?” I asked Maggie, a 20-year-old waitress at the restaurant where I ate. I didn’t feel like having lunch in the company’s eatery, downstairs, so I decided to drive down a bit. It wasn’t so far from the company. “Sir, it’s a hundred and fifty,” she replied, her eyes glued to my hands which searched for my credit card. “Here you go,” I paid for the food immediately and took the can of coke which was still on the table. It looked like a disaster for me when I spotted one of my old men who worked with the Cosa Nostra, Jude. He walked into the eatery and stumbled on my curious looks. “Hey, Massimo, it’s been long, never figured I’ll see you here,” he said as he walked cheerfully to me, and stretched forth his hands to have a handshake with me. I wasn’t really ready to have a Conversation with him but realized the customers who sat now watched. I wouldn't just let him go like that, it would be so embarrassing to him. “Hey, bro, it’s been a while,” I
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