Anastasya’s POV. The door to the living room opened and I stumbled on a charming young man. I had no idea who he was, but I saw something spectacular in his looks. He looked just like Massimo. I was intrigued by his pink lips and his jawline. The soft stare from his eyes gripped me. I grew so speechless as he watched back. Our eyes were glued to each other. Just as I raised my left brows, I turned to see Isabel run off to meet him. “Enzo!” She screamed. ‘ENZO?’ I muttered. She rushed towards him and jumped on his body. I’ve never seen her as elated as that before, she couldn’t control herself in one bit. Maybe that would be a notable member of the De Luca empire, I guessed. “Cousin! What’s up?! You didn’t even tell us you were coming back home today, how’s your flight?” She asked, her face beaming with a cheerful smile while she led him to the couch beside me. He looked so handsome and along the line directed his stares at me. ‘This man better not do what I’m thinking,’ I muttered
Ana’s POV. I was at the lounge, the building meant for Massimo’s men when I heard him shout. “Get the truck and load them! Now! Those boys think I’m here to joke with them.” He said as he walked quickly through the corridor while I followed behind. “Massi, what’s the problem?” I asked. Walking quickly behind him as he walked so fast. “Ana, you’ve got to keep your eyes open, this city isn’t safe, things are getting out of hand and trust me, you’ll get to know when the time’s right, everything boils down to you, staying out of trouble and staying put, bullets, flying bullets could take a man down all of a sudden, I’ll make sure Isabel takes good care of you while you’re here,” he replied as he turned back to face Rome who was already with a brief case which I sensed had a gun in it. “Come on, you’re not telling me what I need to know, I’m your wife for goodness sake and here I am, trying to dance around a ray of thoughts, flowing through my veins. “Boss, they’ve taken down two of
Massimo’s POV. My hands were bleeding as I walked down from the vehicle. I held it with a cloth which Rome gave me a few minutes ago while the police came. Everything we planned that day almost went to waste and we were so lucky Isabel, who was our ‘eyes in the sky’, found a special route for us, else, that would probably be the end of the Cosa Nostra. I walked down to the vehicle which Vanessa was and held her steady while the stretcher was brought forth and she was carried straight to the medical unit of the premises. Isabel rushed out immediately, screaming. “Brother, I warned you about him, I warned you but you didn’t listen to me! Now see what you’ve caused! What has happened to her?!” She yelled as she rushed down to where Vanessa was. She laid in pains on the Stretcher like a log of wood, almost dead as the men took her away, to the room. It was a few minutes past 12 that night and I needed to have some rest, my wounds also needed to be treated by the Mafia’s nurse, but as th
Ana’s POV. My eyes felt so heavy as I walked into the room and discovered she was already awake. Isabel stood close to her while she leaned on the wall, her hands folded and her eyes clouded with tears. It was Indeed a very deadly mission which they carried out and were so lucky to cover their tracks. I was so bothered about them. I wouldn’t be able to hold my tears as I spotted the bandage which was tied around her shoulders. The nurse was done and ready to leave. She just finished talking to her and needed to see Massimo. “Hi, you must be the Pakhans daughter, right?” The nurse asked as she walked and stood right in front of me. “Yes, so, do you know me somewhere?” I asked, looking so surprised. My eyes glued to her as I stood in shock and wondered how she got to know me. “Hmm, don’t be surprised, I actually grew up around the Russian bratva, my dad’s a renowned member, and I used to play with your kid sister some years back when we were in Moscow, that was before relocating to
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
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
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
Anastasya's POV. I stared at my reflection in the mirror, from the elaborate updo my hair was styled in, to the white lace dress I was currently wearing. A bride was usually happy on her wedding day, but I was unable to conjure up any feelings of joy or elation whatsoever. It was hard to feel any happiness when one was being forced to marry against their will, like I was. Even worse, being married to a man I had never met, one who's ruthlessness preceded him, the don of the Italian cosa nostra in New York City. But this marriage was necessary to secure an alliance between my family and the Italian mafia. As the daughter of the Pakhan of the Russian bratva, I always knew I would end up in an arranged marriage. I just never expected it to be a monster.I took a deep breath, right before I was distracted by a loud knock on the door. “It's time, Stasya. Let's go.” My father's gruff voice called out from the other side of the door. I picked up the bouquet of white flowers resting on th
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
Ana’s POV. My eyes felt so heavy as I walked into the room and discovered she was already awake. Isabel stood close to her while she leaned on the wall, her hands folded and her eyes clouded with tears. It was Indeed a very deadly mission which they carried out and were so lucky to cover their tracks. I was so bothered about them. I wouldn’t be able to hold my tears as I spotted the bandage which was tied around her shoulders. The nurse was done and ready to leave. She just finished talking to her and needed to see Massimo. “Hi, you must be the Pakhans daughter, right?” The nurse asked as she walked and stood right in front of me. “Yes, so, do you know me somewhere?” I asked, looking so surprised. My eyes glued to her as I stood in shock and wondered how she got to know me. “Hmm, don’t be surprised, I actually grew up around the Russian bratva, my dad’s a renowned member, and I used to play with your kid sister some years back when we were in Moscow, that was before relocating to
Massimo’s POV. My hands were bleeding as I walked down from the vehicle. I held it with a cloth which Rome gave me a few minutes ago while the police came. Everything we planned that day almost went to waste and we were so lucky Isabel, who was our ‘eyes in the sky’, found a special route for us, else, that would probably be the end of the Cosa Nostra. I walked down to the vehicle which Vanessa was and held her steady while the stretcher was brought forth and she was carried straight to the medical unit of the premises. Isabel rushed out immediately, screaming. “Brother, I warned you about him, I warned you but you didn’t listen to me! Now see what you’ve caused! What has happened to her?!” She yelled as she rushed down to where Vanessa was. She laid in pains on the Stretcher like a log of wood, almost dead as the men took her away, to the room. It was a few minutes past 12 that night and I needed to have some rest, my wounds also needed to be treated by the Mafia’s nurse, but as th
Ana’s POV. I was at the lounge, the building meant for Massimo’s men when I heard him shout. “Get the truck and load them! Now! Those boys think I’m here to joke with them.” He said as he walked quickly through the corridor while I followed behind. “Massi, what’s the problem?” I asked. Walking quickly behind him as he walked so fast. “Ana, you’ve got to keep your eyes open, this city isn’t safe, things are getting out of hand and trust me, you’ll get to know when the time’s right, everything boils down to you, staying out of trouble and staying put, bullets, flying bullets could take a man down all of a sudden, I’ll make sure Isabel takes good care of you while you’re here,” he replied as he turned back to face Rome who was already with a brief case which I sensed had a gun in it. “Come on, you’re not telling me what I need to know, I’m your wife for goodness sake and here I am, trying to dance around a ray of thoughts, flowing through my veins. “Boss, they’ve taken down two of
Anastasya’s POV. The door to the living room opened and I stumbled on a charming young man. I had no idea who he was, but I saw something spectacular in his looks. He looked just like Massimo. I was intrigued by his pink lips and his jawline. The soft stare from his eyes gripped me. I grew so speechless as he watched back. Our eyes were glued to each other. Just as I raised my left brows, I turned to see Isabel run off to meet him. “Enzo!” She screamed. ‘ENZO?’ I muttered. She rushed towards him and jumped on his body. I’ve never seen her as elated as that before, she couldn’t control herself in one bit. Maybe that would be a notable member of the De Luca empire, I guessed. “Cousin! What’s up?! You didn’t even tell us you were coming back home today, how’s your flight?” She asked, her face beaming with a cheerful smile while she led him to the couch beside me. He looked so handsome and along the line directed his stares at me. ‘This man better not do what I’m thinking,’ I muttered
Massimo’s POV. 5:40PM. (DLC) - De Luca Corporation. It was time to head back home and I’ve just had a very bad day at work. I wasn’t so pleased because I reacted rudely in the eyes of the people around, both at the eatery and also at my company. I just need a fresh bath and a nice meal. Rome packed his bag and also mine as he headed straight to the boot of the vehicle. He watched me closely while he did this and realized I wasn’t myself. I knew for a fact that he’d have to stay clear and just drive me home else it could ignite my anger so I kept mute while I sat in the car. “Boss I’m done,” he said as he stood outside the car, facing me while I sat. “Come in, and take me home,” I replied, sluggishly as I wiped my face with the face towel beside me.He exhaled on the steering and turned to me quietly. He was my best man, and I knew he’d definitely want to tender an apology tone more time. “Come on Boss, you don’t have to keep that in your mind, all day, what happened right there w
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