Have we found out what we wanted to know?
Chapter 29Violet's POV “Ma'am, do you know my name?” I asked.“Yes, my dear, your name is Violet,” she replied boldly. I could perceive the enthusiasm in her voice as she spoke.That confirmed she was the woman but why was she bringing me food? I didn't know her, but it seems she knew me more.“Let's treat your wounds,” she said, taking out a stool, she sat in front of me.She helped me remove my clothes, and I didn't feel ashamed to be naked in front of her, the boss had already seen me naked, so there was nothing to be ashamed of, I lost my pride in that aspect, I decided not to give it too much thought, I needed serenity, at least for the moment.She started caring for my wounds, she opened her first aid box and brought out an antiseptic solution and cotton wool, she made sure every speck of dirt in my wound was removed, she cleaned my skin with care and my real color was coming to light.“Let me get something,” she said hurriedly getting up, I expected her to be back quickly but
Violet's POV “I did it because I wanted you to survive, your father was a good man, even if he was caged in this dark world, he always told me about his family, he told me about you, he told me about how he kept his Mafia affairs a secret from you and the rest of your family, he killed the Underboss’s father, and ran away, leaving Don's body in the Car, that's why they kidnapped you,” Mrs. Maria explained.“Do you think my father would kill the Don or whatever you call him? What's even a Don? What's the meaning of this Don thing?” I asked.“It's the undisputable king of a particular outfit in the Mafia, he rules over the, the associates, the soldiers everyone under the outfit submits to him,” “Okay, so why do you think my father will kill him?” I nodded, cocking my head for her to continue, my expression solemn.“Keep your voice down, if anyone hears our conversation we are in trouble, I don't know if your father truly did it, because he ran away,” I felt heartbroken at those words s
Violet's POV“I need your help to leave this place,” I dropped the bombshell.She shook her head frantically as though she didn't agree with my opinion.“Please, I know it won't be easy, but you know these people better than I do, please help me, I need to see my family, my cousin, Ava I was supposed to see her three days ago she stays here in New York she'll be worried sick about me, everyone will be looking for me, I can't let the boss know about anyone related to me, he'll kill them for fun, please help me,” I kept pleading and convincing her.“Look, I cannot help you sneak out of this province, we have CCTV cameras all over the house, and this house is so big, before you even get to the gate you're already caught and if they discover I'm your cohort I and my daughter will get killed,” she cried out.I let out a deep breath of frustration.“ I can't be here…..,” my eyes refilled with tears, “I need to leave, I need to see my family,” I say, twisting my fingers that rested on my lap.
(Third person POV)"It's here" the Uber driver informed Olivia as they got to the location she ordered."Okay," she quickly alighted from the car and walked to the entrance of the building before her.She reached the doorstep and breathed in and out as she reached for the door and knocked. She knocked and waited but it seemed like she didn't knock well enough, this wasn't the first time she was doing this but this was going to be her last.She closed her eyes and raised her hands to knock when the door opened. She quickly opened her eyes to see a handsome man with a nice body built with a towel wrapped around his waist. Standing before her, she gave him a quick once over and looked down."Umm….Good evening," Olivia stuttered.He smirked, "Come in," he said as he opened the door for her to enter and she entered. He looked outside to see if anyone was with her and he closed the door."You're…." He was about to confirm that what he received was what he ordered, but Olivia cut his speech
(Third person POV)Olivia lived a lonely and simple life, with not many friends, and no boyfriend, she was in her own world, and she didn't bother people with her problems, her mother made her feel she was bad luck and at some point, she believed it because nothing worked the way she wanted.Her mother always blamed her for her misfortune, she lacked the feeling of love in her life, and she was getting accustomed to not being loved, as the people she gave chances of love like her mother and first-ever boyfriend didn't return it, but she never gave up in trying to make her mother love her, because she yearned for her love and she was the only family she knew and had.She had never seen her father, she didn't know what he looked like, his name, or his occupation, her mother never disclosed any information about her father to her telling her she didn't deserve to know.After crying so hard, Olivia had some sleep for the night, it's not the first time, but it always hurts.THE NEXT DAYOli
(Third person POV)“No Ma'am, no one harassed me, I just don't want to render escort services anymore,” she said politely, but her Madam was seeing it the wrong way.She believed Olivia was making plans to leave her bar and she didn't want that at all costs, one thing she didn't know was that Olivia couldn't even leave the job because she had school loans that were yielding interests, she had not even gotten into her mother's debts that one was even at the top of the table, she had other debts too to pay that her earning didn't even contribute much to.“I think I even made a mistake changing your shift to night, Olivia please go I'm not granting that wish,” she said shooing Olivia, but her mind was made up she didn't leave.“Ma'am, please I have not requested anything like this from you, I appreciate all you've done for me honestly, I know you think I want to leave, but I promise you I'm not leaving, I give you my word, I'll keep on working here,” Olivia kept pleading, she knew behind
(Third person POV)Everyone in Ava's family was invested in the movie they were watching, while she went to her room to ease herself.BOOM! Their door opened, and they aggressively turned to see who would be crazy to do that, but their expression resolved when they saw five men on black with guns barge into their house.“If anyone here moves, I'll shoot,” one of the men warned them as they tried to run away on seeing them.They were all shuddering in fear, sweat began to form on their foreheads, they were terrified and scared, really scared.Ava on the other hand was peeping through the toilet's keyhole, she was also scared, so she stayed quiet in the bathroom where she was.“Where is the phone?” One of the men asked pointing the gun at Ava's mother.“Here,” she said, handing them the phone, she was in possession of the phone at the time when they entered.“How dare you steal from me?” One of the men gritted through clenched teeth, Ava's sister, Serena was shaking violently, she had n
(Third person POV)As the men left, Ava came out of the toilet, she was still trembling in fear.Her chest was heaving up and down and she placed her hand on her chest to calm herself, but it wasn't helpful because when she saw the bodies lying on the floor she broke down and started crying. She looked at her sister's body, her heart became heavy with pain and regret.She caused her sister's death, if she had known she would have stayed clear of that phone when she saw it, now they think she stole it when she was only trying to help find their lost phone.She was not aware that the phone had a tracker.She touched her sister's lifeless body, words were enough to explain how sorry she was but the worst part was her sister was already dead, the deed had been done.She looked at her father's body as it lay on the floor and a thought crossed her mind, she might be able to save her father from dying.She decided to take him to the hospital after quickly changing into new clothes, maybe he c
Vincenzo's POV “Why do you ask that?” I stop in my tracks, going back to her; I take a seat beside her. “Because I want to be sure you're doing things because you want it, not because you want to please me,” she said, I see tears run down her cheeks. I instinctively used my thumb to wipe them off, “Hey don't say that, I'm pleasing you, yes, but I want this, why wait longer? Why wait for another year? I want to make you mine. I hope you're happy with that. You said you wanted a future with me in it, have you changed your mind now?” I hold up her chin so I can see her face. “No, I still want a future with you, I just get scared sometimes you know,” she gives me a weak smile. I open my arms and embrace her, she still sobs silently, her shoulders shaking beneath my hold. “You don't have to worry about anything, I got you, nothing will happen to you, okay, I'll always protect you,” I assure her, stroking her hair that's balanced under my chin softly. Whenever I assure her that I'll
Vincenzo's POV Violet tugged the hem of my shirt slightly to get my attention and I tilted to look at her. “What is it?” I asked, creasing my brow as I noticed the faint discomfort on her face, the last time I checked she was clapping at the performance of one of the guest artists. “I want to use the restroom,” She says, leaning close to my ear. I used my hands to give the guard behind me a sign to lean forward, he understood the sign and leaned close. “Take her to the convenience,” I say to him with a fixed voice, he nodded and escorted Violet and they followed a close exit. Once Violet and the guards were out of sight I took my gaze back to the lady speaking on stage “So we just have a few things on our list….” She says scanning through the small long card she is holding, she looks back up, “And we will come to a close for today's meeting,” she says looking with a beam. The words she says catches my attention for a moment but after a few minutes they started sounding like dis
Chapter 129Violet's POV My left fingers intertwined in Vincenzo's hands as we drove to the event place, Vincenzo had kissed the back of my hand one million times.He does it absentmindedly because his eyes are on the road, my eyes are fixed on him but his eyes are focused somewhere else, looking out the window like he is thinking of something, I wonder what he might be thinking of, I guess it has to do with me because he subconsciously kisses my hand like I'm going to run away.After watching him for a while I decided to break the eerie silence.“Vincenzo,” I called him and he shook slightly, I think I guessed right, he quivered like he was pulled back from a train of intense thoughts. If I'm not mistaken I see an obvious sign of worry in his expression, maybe something else but that's what I think.“Yes….” He muttered in a low and almost inaudible voice, looking into my eyes with his baby gray eyes, for a moment I locked my gaze on him, and I reached to touch his chin, my blue eyes
Violet's POV “Hello, my Dear,” the perky lady rises from her seat, immediately she sets her eyes on me, and opens her arms to hug me.I'm quite taken aback by her strange humor but I manage to hide my discomfort as she engulfs me in a warm hug.“Oh my goodness, YOU. ARE. SO. BEAUTIFUL.” she says with a hint of admiration after disengaging from the hug, her eyes checking me out from head to toe as she holds my upper arm with both hands.Her aura is friendly and welcoming but I can't bring myself to just trust or like her because she's friendly. I guess I've developed trust issues for strangers after the incident with the detective.The lady is like two inches taller than me, she has doll-like green eyes, her round smooth face with faint freckles looks like she goes to the spa every weekend, she is a red-hair blonde, her hair is well trimmed on the edges and they drop equally above her shoulders, she has tan skin, moderate double D’s like me likewise her hips, her short pants gives me a
Violet's POV I stared at my phone screen helplessly as I lay on my bed. I couldn't help the feeling of being ignored by Vincenzo, I don't even know if that's the right word to use. Why isn't he taking my calls? This is the tenth time in a row in the last 5 minutes that I called him and he hasn't picked up one call. I know he wouldn't ignore me on purpose but I'm just worried when he doesn't take my calls, is it normal? Or am I worrying too much? I can't help the sense of abandonment that simmers into my mind when I don't get to speak to him when I want to, Maybe that's how I'm wired.I exhale deeply, dropping the phone to the side as I lay on my bed, looking above me, watching the high ceiling, every column and corner of it, the magnitude compared to that of my old room at home, its apparent white color, gleaming above me.I picked up my phone from my side again and clutched it tightly to my chest. I let out another breath. I just needed to ease my mind. All I wanted was to talk to V
Violet's POV I help Mrs Maria. and the other maids with the cleaning, that's one of the things I do to assist the maids and they show gratitude for my support to them. I take up the part of cleaning the kitchen floors while the other maids take up cleaning the dishes and the other jobs in the house.While I did my own portion, my thoughts raced back to last night, my moments with Vincenzo and I smiled, I remember how happy Mrs Maria and the maids were very happy when they saw the ring on my finger, Mrs Maria was so ecstatic, she kept hugging and congratulating me and I wished this happiness never ends.This was not the kind of engagement I envisioned for myself, I wanted an engagement party where close friends and family gather to celebrate me and whoever I was engaged to, but the grim truth is that with the situation of things my happiness is the most luxurious thing I won that I should put first before my fantasy.According to Vincenzo last night, all we need is us. From now on I wo
Violet's POV His hands softly grinding my hips roughly against his body, his right hand clutching my neck tightly from behind me, his left hand grabbing one of my butt cheeks, while my both hands were wrapped around his neck digging into his soft, silky, and black hair.He grabbed the back of my neck tighter forcing me to open my eyes which were closed as I let myself get lost in the moment, the sexual tension between us got intense, and I bit my bottom lip stifling the moans that threatened to come out.I opened my eyes to look at him, my whole body was on fire for something only he can give, no matter how I tried to control my emotions I couldn't seize the crazy moans that left me, sending signals to Vincenzo that he was arousing me.“Baby, do you want this?” He breathed on my lips, grazing it teasingly with his full lips.“Of course…” my voice dropped in an octave, “I fucking want this!” I screeched as he slid his finger inside my cunt, stroking it mercilessly.“Ahhh…ssss….hmmm,”
Violet's POV After we came inside, he helped me take off my damp clothes and gave me his robe to wear, while he went into the bathroom to get the tub ready for the both of us.While alone in this room, I curled my toes, my eyes fixed on the ring on my finger, sparkling and teasing me with its beauty.A shy smile crept up my face, I couldn't believe this, the ring looked out of the ordinary, and I could tell it cost a fortune, the red heart-shaped diamond was sitting proudly in the band encircled with white glittery diamonds, I could look at this all day it's so beautiful, what even marveled me more was how perfectly it was fitted in my finger.I took the ring out of my finger to have a better look at it, I heard water bubbling in the bathroom and I could tell Vincenzo was damn busy.As I looked closely at the ring I noticed tiny letters written on it. I couldn't see it clearly because the room light was dim. I went close to the lamp and I turned it on, taking a better look I saw that
Violet's POV He opened the door for me as I stepped down from the car.“Thank you, gentleman,” I said jokingly and he laughed, after waiting for me to adjust my gown he held out a hand for me, I took it and we walked into the place he called a Japanese restaurant.I wore a backless chili red gown that stopped mid-thigh, with long sleeves and a small slit at the edge of the left thigh.With my diamond earrings on, my facial look was evened out, Vincenzo insisted I wear the necklace he got me, and I wore a pair of black Zara stilettos.While he wore a dark blue tuxedo, black shoes that had been polished to perfection, and his Rolex watch, he straightened his curly hair and brushed it to the back.A man standing at the entrance greeted us.“Good evening, Mr Vincenzo, may I take you to your reservation?” he asked, bowing his head, a gesture of respect.“Yes sure,” Vincenzo replied.He unlocked our hands that were intertwined and he snaked his hand at the small of my back, his touch again