Who else hates Victor😅
Enzo Yanna had called me and she sounded panicked through the phone so I had to drop everything and head back home as fast as possible. On the way back, I try to make out what she had been rambling on the phone but as soon as I heard the name ‘Victor’, I dropped everything to head home. I sight Yanna, pacing back and forth in kitchen as soon as I made it home. She sees me and rushes over with the look of worry on her face. “What’s wrong baby, tell me slowly.” I guide her to sit at the living room. She releases a heavy sigh. “The apartment complex that I’m working on, Victor just bought it.” I furrow my brows in confusion because it was strange but not too strange for her to panic and worry. “We actually bumped into each other a few days ago when I was out with Hailey just for him to show up today as the owner of the complex.” I clench my jaw in anger. “You didn’t tell me about you two bumping into each other.” She scoots closer with my hand in hers. “I’m sorr
Yanna I’ve been giggling and blushing like some school girl only because Enzo came back looking so raging hot and the thought of him beating the shit out Victor for me was definitely swoon worthy. My pregnant ass was horny again but I held myself back because he’s probably not in the mood right now as I eye his tensing muscles that flexed from slight movements. “You’re starting to stare like a creep.” Sunny comments. I flush red from being caught ogling at him. “Horny pregnancy hormones s are a thing.” She chuckles and assists me to stand up from my stretching mat. I walk over to Enzo who was currently doing pull ups but stop as he sees me. He pulls out his headphones with a raised brow. “You know you look very sexy doing this….” I bite my lip seductively. He snickers and pulls me closer by my waist, I got a whiff of his sexy musk from sweat which makes me go on overdrive like a dog in heat. Sunny clears her throat. “Too much PDA please!” I giggle and lean
Yanna I feel a bile of Vomit rise up in my throat but I gulp it back down, my thoughts were still on Enzo as Donatello speed through the hectic traffic, heading over to Alonzo’s place. My thoughts immediately goes to my baby, the stress I’m feeling mustn’t be good for the well being of the baby which causes panic to settle in my body. I quickly place a call to the family doctor to head over to Alonzo’s place and wait for me there. “How the hell did that person get into the airport?” I ask Donatello. He furrows his brows and glances briefly at the rear mirror. “Russians….Victor Ivanov to be exact-” I let out a scream as a sudden dent is seen at the cracked windshield of the car which was bullet proof and it could only mean one thing….someone was shooting at us. “Hold on!” Donatello drifts into a sharp turn while i struggle to hastily buckle my seat, crouching low to protect my baby. More shots are fired but none hits the tires of the car so Donatello was able
Enzo “Stay with Yanna and make sure she has her rest.” I tell Sunny who nods and heads inside while my men rush into the cars to head out. Donatello loads up the guns into the trunk but I don’t miss the look he and Sunny shares before he goes into the car. “How did we not notice how close he could be from us?” Antonio mutters to himself in thought. There was a possibility that this might be a trap and we’re just running into it but we would take our chances with it and risk everything to just find out something. I loathe the feeling of being in the dark and I’ve been feeling that way for the past few days now. Dasha was murdered by that sick bastard, knowing how happy she felt when she found out about her pregnancy, only for her life to end so suddenly in a heart beat. Victor Ivanov, when I find him….he’ll be begging for death. The location leads us to an abandoned apartment building which seems to have been left this way for some years now. I send in some of
Yanna Enzo had filled me in with what had happened at the unknown location, there was no signs of Mathew or a phone. The unknown man that he had fought luckily left a huge leak from the blood knife that Enzo had stabbed him with. We were all cautious with our movements, with two looming danger in the air from the psychotic Victor and the unknown gang that killed my mother. Work was still work though, I showed up with more plans for the apartment complex I’m working on but there was still no sign of Victor anywhere. The DNA test result from the blood will be coming today, I feel somewhat relieved that we have a lead on this whole threats that have been going on. Dasha’s body has been sent back to Russia for the burial but I and Enzo couldn’t go because of the eminent threat from Victor and there’s an obvious internal war in the Russian mafia. My phone rings and it’s surprisingly Antonio. My brows furrow, is something wrong with Enzo? “Hey…what’s up?” I hear rustl
Yanna “Rowan Alister.” Antonio says as the image of a man is projected on the screen. He is a twenty two years old that has a middle school record but dropped out from high-school and left his orphanage once he turned eighteen. Another picture is projected and its of him shirtless working on a cargo ship, the picture was taken from afar so we zoomed in. I point to the familiar tattoo on his arm. “This tattoo.” Enzo nods. “It’s the same one from your mother’s killer.” Donatello let’s out a large sigh in frustration. “But I don’t get it Don, how did Mathew turn up dead with an obvious carving from Victor?” That was the huge connection that we haven’t figured out yet, what is the connection between Victor and this ruthless gang? Enzo turns to Antonio. “Have you found out if this gang is still active back in Italy?” “There’s a huge majority of locals that says that it isn’t active again but some don’t even want to mention a thing about their whereabouts, even if
Yanna It feels like my world had stopped once I read the end result of the paternity test. ‘Negative’. No, it can’t possibly be true. Thinking back now, how the hell could I just believe the words of an old man and not actually find proof if we’re actually related. My stomach churns at the sick thought of being deceived by a random old man into marrying his adopted son. Does Enzo know about this too? I placed my palm over my chest in an attempt to calm down but it was all futile as random thoughts just keep running through my head. I reach to the finality of finding out if this result is true or not. I examine the result again and my eyes catches on to the date of the result, it was oddly on the same day when I heard the fight between him and Roberto, the same day that I found him scribbling down harshly on a paper. Why the fuck does my life have so much drama! Composing myself, I place the folder back where it was and sneak out quietly from the office and just in
Yanna “Are you sure about leaving on your own?” Sunny asks. I nod my head and try to not seem suspicious. “Yeah….Hailey just needs me don’t worry, I’ll be back real soon.” Sunny shrugs and helps to start up my car before leaving me to drive off alone. I finally let out a sigh of relief, it was hard convincing Sunny that I just had to step out a minute to help Hailey which was a total lie. I’m on my way to a lab clinic to confirm the DNA paternity test between I and Alonzo. I just had to be one hundred percent sure on what I saw that day and that’s it. The lab is about an hour away from where I stayed just to be careful of running into someone I know. It wasn’t too hard to get Alonzo’s hair specimen, with just a slight tug of his greying hair, I had a good enough chunk for a test. “Good morning, I made an appointment for a DNA paternity test.” The receptionist nods and types down my information before directing me into a lab type office for the test. They get the re