(Lorenzo)I and Giovanni were in my office going through the files on Malcolm and the other men we had managed to capture. We wanted to trace the offshore accounts and see if there was any connection between them so it could point us to who the culprit was. We had been here all night, no sleep, just coffee and sugar. "Any luck," I said to Gio who was sitting on a couch not too far from me.He yawned, "Nothuwe don't already know. It's the same person who had been sending the money and it's almost untraceable but luckily I know someone who can help us with that. He said he'd have it by tomorrow night so I'm just going to keep going through the other files, maybe we could find something else.""Okay. That's a good sign, we can finally get this bastard." I leaned back on my chair and closed my eyes. I haven't been able to sleep since Declan's death, his face keeps resurfacing in my head and I can't… my thoughts were disrupted by someone's voice. I opened my eyes and sat up from my chair
(Mariana)I opened my eyes slowly trying to adjust it to sharp bright rays streaming in through the window. The morning sun was streaming through the window, bathing the room in a soft glow. I rolled over to the other side of the bed protecting my eyes from the bright light. Sam and Janet were not in the room so luckily I had enough space to roll around. I stretched on the bed, a content smile on my face."Now this is one beautiful way to wake up." I scanned around the room, taking in my environment, it was so peaceful and beautiful with a faint coffee smell in the air.I let out a satisfied sigh, "Now this is peace." I closed my eyes again, not wanting to move and break the moment.The room was quiet, the only sound was the ticking of the clock on the wall. I savored the feeling of silence because I never knew when all this could be disrupted. I opened my eyes again, pushing away the image of Lorenzo in my mind. He was the only one who could ruin this moment. I hated the fact that I
(Lorenzo)Declan's burial had taken place in the afternoon but the sky was gray and it looked like it would be dark any second. The rain threatened to fall but I couldn't care less. Margot and Giovanni were beside me while some of my men who had known Declan personally were behind me. We were all dressed in black, our expressions bleak and cold. I let out a sigh of relief when I saw Nathalie coming from a distance. I was worried that my secretary had gotten her details mixed up and didn't tell her about the location of where the burial was taking place. "Hi" Nathalie whispered and stood beside Margot.I nodded my head in response to her greeting and focused on the casket coming out of the way. Four of my men were carrying the casket walking alongside a priest. They placed Declan's caket beside the dug hole and the priest stood at the front of it. "Dear beloved, we are here today to send forth our brother Declan Dawson into the arms of our Dear Lord…."I slightly bowed my head, memo
( Mariana)We were gathered around the table eating in silence. Me and Janet on one side and Damian and Samantha on the other side making ogling eyes at each other."I can't take the silence anymore," Janet mouthed to me,I shook my head slightly warning her from whatever idea she was thinking but she just smiled at me and focused her attention on Damian and Sam."So Damian, how did you and Sam meet?" She asked, keeping her time light like she wasn't really interested."Oh," he laughed nervously. "Well we met at the club of course."Janet chuckled, "Oh right,that was an obvious question. How did you guys become a thing?", She pointed at them with her cutlery."Why don't you just eat your food Janet." Sam said with an eye roll."Come on love,it won't hurt to talk about it. I don't like quiet dinners either.""Has anyone told you how hot your accent makes you?" Janet picked up her glass of wine and took a sip, avoiding Samantha's glares. Damian laughed, "All the time. Now back to how m
(Lorenzo)I got up immediately and headed straight for the parking lot. I got into my car and started the engine. "Fuck!!" I said, hitting the steering wheel. Even though I had guessed that Margot was the culprit, I hoped that she wasn't. Now the truth was right there in front of me and I couldn't wrap my head around it. I rested my head on the steering wheel, trying to steady my breathing. If I told Margot, I knew about everything she did then this would only end in one way. She would have to die. I couldn't have the blood of another person I cared about on my hands. I had no choice but to face this once and all. I maneuvered my way out of the parking lot and headed for the club.The club wasn't as filled as it usually was because it was still early so it was easy for me to make my way to her office without bumping into sweaty bodies. I entered Margot's office and met her going through some files. She raised her head immediately when she heard the door close. "Oh it's just you Lor
(Mariana)An hour later everyone had woken up and our morning began. We sat around the table eating breakfast while Damian was explaining to us how we were going to get out. "So it's quite simple, you're going to get out on one of my ships." He said "Could you make your plan a bit more detailed so we are sure exactly how we want this to go because a tiny slipup and we are all dead." I saidHe nodded his head, adjusting himself on his seat, "Like I said last night, I'm finalizing my deal with Lorenzo and one of my ships is in LA as we speak. Lorenzo says he needs it to transport some pharmaceuticals to New York. That's where you guys come in, you're going to hide in the ship before he sets his cargos and before it sails.""Wait? Are you crazy? That is like one of the riskiest plans I have ever heard. Getting on one of Lorenzo's shipments." Janet said with a frown."I think it's brilliant,it's the last place he'll think to look for us."Janet rolled her eyes at Sam, "Samantha I get y
(Lorenzo)I sat in my study, empty bottles of bourbon and whiskey lined up on my table while I stared into space. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't eat, I couldn't work and so I locked myself up in here until I got my shit together. Which obviously has not been successful, I kept replayng everything in my head, the death of Ben , the death of Declan, the death of Margot. I had used my own hands to kill my own family and now I knew there wasn't any form of redemption for me, I was a lost soul. All that killing was finally taking a toll in me. I had ignored it all before, burying myself in work and switching off any kind of emotion I was meant to feel. I did all that so I couldn't get buried in the sinking hole of the people that have died by my hand. All the demons I had kept at bay came swarming in, all the voices haunting me."No, he died because of you. He died protecting you Lorenzo so this wasn't my fault, it was yours.""Listen to yourself. How could I understand you killing my fianc
(Mariana)Once I got into the backseat I felt a slight feeling of relief, the first step was over, all that was left was to get to the docks and hide in Damian's ship. The car ride was a quiet one, everyone was too nervous to talk. Even Janet didn't have the energy to crack a joke, our lives were on the line. As I sat in the car watching the city pass behind me, I couldn't help but think about my life. Even though my family had died in this very city, I still had some very good memories growing up here. The day my younger siblings were born, my first date, my graduations. I should have left LA a long time ago, hell I wanted to leave but something kept holding me back here."I can see the docks ahead, we are almost there." Sam said, I could hear the relief in her voice."Oh,Thank God," Janet repliedOur rejoice lasted for a second until we heard the sound of gunshots. We all screamed as the car swerved to the side."Shit! They got the back tires!" AJ yelled.I turned around and saw tw
(Lorenzo)It’s been two months. Two whole months of peace. The best two months of my fucking life. I had never felt peace the way I’ve felt in the past months.I lay on the bed cuddling with her. Our legs entwined as she runs her hand across my chest.“I want to tell you something babe.” She sits up and moves a bit further from me. Missing her touch immediately, I scoot over, closer to her and she moves away. This sends signals to me immediately. “What’s wrong? Did something happen? Did I do something wrong?” Fear grips me as I wonder what I could have done wrong to hurt her. Instead of making assumptions in my head and overthinking, I allow her to feel comfortable enough to say whatever it is. Resolving that I will try my very best to make her happy again. “I’ve been keeping something from you for a while now. I’ve been so scared to open up and if I had told you before leaving, I’m pretty sure I’d have regretted it. But now I’ve been thinking and I feel like I’m in trouble and I hav
(Lorenzo) I watch as she enters the car and leaves. There goes the one person I ever hoped to love. There’s nothing else I can do but watch her slip away from me as the car takes her further than my eyes could see. I’ve been successful at many things, but given my profession, it is no surprise that I’ve failed at love. The thought of entering my car and chasing after her rushes through my mind but I dismiss it immediately. She has to go. Staying would get her killed and I cannot bear to see that. Instead, I decide to drive to the club and get me a drink. Nothing helps better than a bottle of bourbon down my throat while wallowing in self pity. I dare Gio to come yammering about how this is going to lead to our ruin. I enter my car and begin the long drowning drive to the club, all the while trying not to dwell on the scent of her on the passenger sit. This is going to be a long year. I might as well change my car, having it sprayed won’t do me any good. I’d still look at the pass
(Mariana)"Are you all set?" Lorenzo and I are standing in front of a mall where he spent all the time shopping clothes and various other accessories for me like shoes and jewelries and all those stuff.In my hand, I hold the suitcase that has all the clothes we bought and in his hands, he carries two shopping bags where the rest of the things are contained."I'm ready." I reply."Okay. I've also sent some money into your account as well. Only a quarter of it, the sum of your salary.""For working only a day in your club?" I cover my mouth as if it helps to reduce my chuckle."It wasn’t for free, was it?" He smiles, joining in on the amusement."Thank you." I say and hug him. "I didn't think I'll say this, but I'll miss you." I feel his hands circle around me and there's so much tenderness in the way his hand rests around my waist and back."I'll miss you, too." Then, he stops a taxi for me and I get in, waving him goodbye. His eyes are watery with tears but I think I've imagined it a
(Mariana)"Lorenzo, why are you back?"Lorenzo walks towards me like every others and checks for my temperature. "I heard you were sick and I couldn't wait any longer." He confesses, his voice edged with worry.His statement marvels me. "Was your business trip not that important that you will return the same day instead of in three days?"You're more important to me, Mariana. Than anything else in this world right now, and I can't seem to ignore that fact."My cheeks redden and I gather all the strength in me not to smile, but it's futile and I simply hide my face by looking down at my laps as a result of feeling bashful. "I don't understand." My voice is low and my cheeks are hot. "I thought you said you don't want a wife.""But I want you, Mariana." He answers, fast and sits down next to me to glide fingers through my hair, massaging gently and tracing tender lines.An electrifying jolt runs through my skin uncontrollably in response and I lean into him, resting my head on his shoul
(Lorenzo) “Gio, call the boys. Gather as much as you can. They have to be with Mariana 24/7. She’s in danger as long as she’s with me and until I find the fucker who’s responsible for this, I need to know that she’s safe.” “ I warned you, this was bound to happen sooner or later. You know how these things end up. You should have let her go when she had the chance to escape. She would have died today, and what would you have done? Wage war on whoever did this? What then? Does that bring her back? Then you’d wallow in self pity, your rivals will see your point of weakness and take us all down.” “What the fuck Gio! You think I don’t know that? Yes I know it’s all my fault and she’s in there terrified and possibly traumatized because of me. I knew she was not meant for this life but still I’ve been selfish about it. Hell I found the fucker who killed her parents and I’m still hiding it because I cannot let her go! So I don’t need you to tell me things I already know. Instead, you can
(Mariana)I wake up to find myself crying on the bed and curled up in a way that felt as though I could fit inside a little box. I'm hugging my knees to my chest and I'm thinking about last night. Everything is forcing me to demolish my love for Lorenzo.Can I not love someone in peace? And why did it have to be him? Fine, he had a good reason not to want a wife and child, but it was beginning to get clear that he had feelings for me, also because why the hell was he going through such lengths for me? The talk about him willing to marry me, discreetly?I shake my head to myself. No, no, no, it didn't change the fact that his life was a risk to mine. I could have been shot alongside with him last night and that could have been the worst part. It could have been at my stomach and I would have been bleeding seriously. I would have lost the baby in the most horrible way possible. And what not next? My death.I would have died last night. I still can't shake the feeling off. The feeling of
(Lorenzo) I watch as she storms into the house not bothering to spare me another glance. I messed up, I knew that but then I wondered why she brought it up. If only she knew the story of my childhood she’d understand. But I cannot tell her that, not yet, I needed to tell her everything and show her everything about my world before that so she can understand why I cannot let it go. The silence in the car threatened to swallow me up, half of me wished she’d come back but that was a very unlikely. There had to be something I could do to make it up to her, there’s no way I’m letting her go to bed in a bad mood. The problem is I don’t even know how to deal with girls and their emotions, this meant seeking help from the last person I wanted to call. I picked up the phone and dialed Giovanni’s number. He picked up almost immediately.“Boss.”“Gio…hey, man.”“What’s the matter? You sound really dull.”“Uh I got into a fight with Mariana. And I’m thinking of making it up to her. What do you
(Mariana)"You can do this Mariana."I keep motivating myself for work, but Giovanni just has to ruin everything."... and Princess, it's nice to see you didn't chicken out." His voice rings in my head as I leave him and Lorenzo behind to get on with their usual business.I know what he's trying to do. He wants me to be scared and lose courage. And I know it's not going to be easy for him to readily accept me as a Margot replacement, never minding that she had eventually betrayed them, but I'm determined not to give him want he wants.The thought of Margot watching me from the afterlife baffles me because it sends a shiver up my spine. She would definitely consider it an insult. It's even worse when I get to the office because now it looks neater that I've ever met it and more empty than I've ever seen it.Margot's things are gone. God knows where they were taken. There are still some files left on the table and I assume they are files connected to the club itself. I approach the chai
(Lorenzo)I drive Mariana back to the club and ensure that she is settled in her new office, she had a determined and fierce look throughout the drive, a facade to lead me to believe she was not nervous about the job. I decided not to make things worse by pressing the issue by asking her questions.It hurt how much she wanted to hate me. Sometimes I believed she really did. I understand my ways were not what she approved. I’d explain to her I had no choice growing up, that I was born into this life but I knew better. It would only anger her more and I am already on thin ice. Seeing her sleep so peacefully this morning melted me. I had always thought I would never fall in love with anyone.The kind of life I led did not require weak points like wives and children. I was not a loved child and the marriage between my parents was proof enough to know that being married with kids was cruelty to them as they would become targets all their lives. I had always guarded my heart against it, I h