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Chapter 11: Pitter-Patter
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"Are you going to sulk all night?" Constantine exhaled in frustration. I wasn’t sulking, per se, but I had nothing good to say, so I decided to stay quiet.It was hard not to speak my mind, especially hard to hold my temper. "I was forced out of my home," I muttered, still staring out the car window."It’s not like you had anything better to do," he said, causing my blood to boil."Mmm," I gritted out."Crying over your lover and stuffing your face with junk food. What a waste of an evening." I glared at his stupid face as he stopped the car and a valet swiftly took the keys. Another opened the door for me, and I stepped out into the cool evening air, taking in the glitz and glamour. The people, the cars, and the venue were illuminated in light.This wasn’t how I pictured my Sunday afternoon going.“So, what’s this event about?” I asked.“A private auction. All proceeds go to charity… or so they say,” he smirked darkly.“And what if it actually does go to charity?”Constantine loop
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My eyes struggled to adjust to the blinding white light. I tried to move my hand to shield some of it, but my wrist was restrained. As my vision cleared, I realized I was sitting across from Mr. Chen at a cold, metallic desk. My hands were bound tightly, and panic began to settle in."Mr. Chen?" My voice wavered. What the hell was going on?"I do apologize that you’ve been caught up in this," he said, casually placing a knife on the table in front of me, its blade glinting under the light."Wrapped up in what?" I asked groggily, my head still swimming."Don’t play games with me." His voice hardened as he stood, his dark eyes narrowing. "I want to know everything about the spyware C-Tech is developing.""I honestly don’t know what you're talking about," I said, my voice shaky but sincere."Who is developing the software? Who are the lead engineers?" His voice grew more demanding as he leaned in closer, towering over me."I’ve only been there for a week," I blurted out. "I swear, I don’
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I walked into my apartment, and Constantine followed behind. He closed the door softly. "April—" he began, but I ignored him, heading straight to the bathroom and slamming the door shut. I pulled off the dress and threw it in the hamper. I'm never wearing that again. I stepped into the shower, the hot water cascading over my frozen bones, but I was too tense to enjoy it. I needed a few minutes to get my thoughts in order before I confronted him, or else I knew with my temper and his, it would lead to a screaming match. As I screwed my eyes shut, trying to relax, the events of the past week flashed before my eyes—a relentless, chaotic nightmare. Rain warning me about him, Constantine threatening a man in the middle of his living room, making all those threats against me and my family, and then tonight... Who was I really dealing with? He knew too much—about me, about the people I loved. He knew how to find me tonight. I wanted not to care about who he was, but I was afraid
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 15: The Orange
Constantine insisted I take the week off, and I didn’t argue. The nightmares had stopped, but the guilt? That lingered like a shadow I couldn’t shake. I thought I had processed everything, but every time I closed my eyes, the weight of it pressed down. So, I turned to painting again. It was the only thing that eased the pressure, even if just for a moment.It started simple—a three-dimensional orange from a side profile. But as if something inside me snapped, the brush began to move on its own. Before I knew it, the painting morphed into a face, sharp and unfamiliar, dark and unsettling. I’d never painted anything like it before, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. There was something in this darkness that drew me in, a release I didn’t understand but craved.Then, my phone rang, shattering the trance. I dropped the brush, hands trembling as I wiped them clean. "Hey, honey," Evan’s face lit up the screen."Hey," I forced a smile."Are you painting?" His voice was soft, curious."Yeah... si
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 16: Rain
"Remember, it's the only way to keep her from meddling for now. It's safer for her this way," Carlisle said, his words settling over me like a suffocating weight. "I know, it's just hard to do. She's my sister." "Having family in this line of work is tough. Especially when you can't ensure they will be protected." My heart felt like it was being squeezed by an invisible hand, but I forced myself to stay composed. I had got Constantine to agree not to harm them but what if someone else like Chen happened to find Rain. Carlisle left, and I sank into the couch, the silence wrapping around me like a vice. I knew what I had to to do. I had to push Rain away so that she didn't get involved in all of this. I door handle turned and Rain walked through the door. Bewilderment alight in her eyes. Before she could say anything I hardened my expression. "Firstly, I think it's extremely rude for you to be in my business," I said sharply, barely holding my voice steady as she walked into the ap
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 17: Superficial
Soft, natural light streamed through large windows, illuminating the elegant room. Above, a statement chandelier casted a warm glow, adding a touch of sophistication. The walls were adorned with minimalist artwork, complementing the neutral tones of the room, while a plush rug anchored the space, creating a cozy, inviting atmosphere. Potted plants at the corners of the room brought in a touch of nature. The elite mingled with the ease of old money and newer fortunes alike. The men wore tailored tuxedos and suits, their cufflinks catching the light from the chandeliers above, each one polished to a gleaming perfection. They spoke in hushed, confident tones about private jet purchases and distant island getaways, barely acknowledging the waiters who drifted silently by with trays of champagne.The women, draped in silk gowns and adorned with diamond jewelry that could pay for small homes, held themselves with practiced poise. Their conversations floated between rare art collections, ex
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 18: Seven hours
"Fuck," I groaned, rolling over in bed. My phone buzzed on the nightstand, and I picked it up to see half a dozen notifications from my family lighting up the screen. "Shit..."A sharp knock on the apartment door startled me. I checked the security camera on my phone—just the delivery guy. Groaning again, I shuffled to the living room to see what the guy wanted, only to find Constantine lounging on my sofa."What the hell are you doing here?" I yelled, glaring at him, mostly because he scared the living jeebies out of me and I almost let loose of my full bladder."Answer the door before you start yelling at me." His voice was calm, infuriatingly so. But I didn't miss a flash of a small quirk of his lips in amusement. I opened the door, coming face-to-face with the delivery man. "Delivery for April Danielle.""That's me." He handed me a form and I signed quickly and took the package, walking it to the kitchen and placing it on the counter. My phone beeped, and Evan’s name flashed on
The Mafia Boss's PA Chapter 19: Golden
After seven torturous hours in the air, the plane finally landed. The descent had been rough—turbulence shaking the cabin—and I was grateful to be back on solid ground. The sun was harsh against the runway as we stepped out, the afternoon heat wrapping around us like a heavy blanket. It was one o’clock, but the day felt never-ending.A sleek black car awaited us, the driver standing by with military-like precision. Constantine’s expression didn’t change as he slid into the backseat, leaving me to follow. As the car pulled away from the airport, I watched the city blur past, vibrant and full of life—a sharp contrast to the cold silence between us.The drive to the hotel was short, but every second felt stretched, heavy with the words we weren’t saying. When we arrived, the hotel loomed over us, a glass and steel tower that glittered under the sun. It was the kind of place that radiated wealth and power—just like Constantine.As we walked through the grand lobby, my footsteps echoed on
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