(Third person POV)Ava's mother engulfed her daughter in another hug, she hugged her daughter tightly, thanking God for giving her a considerate daughter.“Thank you, thank you for saving his life, I thought he was dead. I thought I was a window. Thank you for saving me from that pain. Please take care of him till he is back on his feet okay. What about Serena?” Ava's smile instantly faltered, knowing what Serena's death had caused was enough reason to be moody, the most scary part was how Ava would explain in detail what happened without her mother freaking out.“Serena…..” Ava was having difficulty in putting words together to explain what happened, they were talking in hushed tones so that no one would hear them.“She didn't survive? She was the one who got shot. It would have been a miracle if she survived,” Ava's mother said shrugging, she thought she had lost her family forever but in this case, half bread is better than none.“Mom, it's not that…” Ava was trying hard to tell he
(Third person POV)The Next Day Ava was in the back seat of the car anxiously waiting for Olivia to come outside, they had agreed to both go see her father and Violet.“Why is she wasting so much time?” Ava muttered nervously looking around if she would see her friend coming out of the school.Their car was parked at the roadside near the school axis, she was given a driver to take her wherever she wanted and Damien had warned her to be home before it's 5 pm, Ava was getting anxious and worried because she didn't want to disobey her husband and lose the chance of seeing her loved ones, she couldn't also go anywhere without Olivia but what's life without an Olivia.She threw her gaze forward and she saw Olivia hurrying towards their car, she released a breath she didn't know she was holding, her heartbeat that was palpitating calmed, and Olivia knocked at the window of the back seat.Ava quickly opened it, “Girl, What took you so long? You made me panic,” Ava frowned.“I'm so sorry, h
(Third person POV)Olivia was late for work. It has kind of become her thing now since she was now working two daunting jobs. Life has not been easy, with her mother constantly on her neck, sometimes Olivia was tempted to ask the universe her purpose of living.Olivia had to wake up early in the morning and walk to school which was miles away from her house the days she didn't have enough cash, paying bills here and there didn't let her spend money carelessly.She was cautious of her spending and would even starve to make sure she reduced her bills that were incurring interest every day.She rushed into the school compound and was walking hastily to her office, working in a private school demanded punctuality. Olivia prayed to her God that she wouldn't get sacked one day.She got to her door and brought down her bag from her shoulder, searching for the key inside her bag when she heard a female voice call her name.“Miss Olivia,” she motioned her head in the direction the sound came fr
(Third person POV)Olivia had just Tristan's class before it's break and she was rushing to his class, despite what his mother did to Olivia she just moved on like nothing happened and continued her job.She was walking hastily to Tristan's class. She didn't like going into their class later than the supposed time because the students were always looking for a medium to insult their teachers.Olivia entered Tristan's class, “Sorry, for coming late, I spent too much time in my last class, so bring out your books, where did we stop?” Olivia said, flipping through the pages.She heard a knock on the door and turned to see a teacher standing there, the same teacher who wouldn't let her be, “Mr Wilson, is….” Olivia was still talking when the teacher lifted a pen and Olivia squinted checking her things.“I think you dropped this on the floor while running,” Wilson said with a smirk and Olivia walked up to him.“Thank you, I didn't realize it fell,” Olivia took the pen from the teacher.“You'
(Third person POV)Olivia had returned from school and was busy doing her normal hostess job at night, the bar was busy and everyone was doing their business.The bar was bubbling with customers, cool music was playing in the background, and the workers were busy serving customers.One of Olivia's co-workers came up to her, “Olivia, please can you help me serve this drink to that man on that table?” She pointed in the direction of the customer, “I have too many orders and I want to use the toilet, please,” she stressed the last word.“Okay, give me,” Olivia said, taking the drink, she had cleared her orders, most of her orders.Olivia went to serve a customer and that was the last person she wanted to see.“Long time no see,” the customer said with a mischievous smirk. Olivia was shocked to see him. He was the guy she had her last escort service with, MR NOBODY. It was memorable but she didn't want to see him again.She pretended not to hear the man and placed the drink for him on the
(Third person POV)Olivia walked past her Mom and went to open her door to get in, Olivia's mother didn't say a word to Olivia, not that she felt remorse for treating Olivia that way, but because she knew whenever Olivia talked like this she was broken.Olivia had never had so much money but Olivia's mother knew that if she came to Olivia she'd give her all she had.Olivia's mother seeing there was no need to tug Olivia to give her money, she left.`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`Olivia was done teaching the first period for the day and she was going back to her office when she saw teachers gathered in Mr Wilson's office, Normally she would overlook but being Wilson's friend, she was curious.She peeked through the door and saw him packing his things, “What? Did he get sacked?” Olivia herself, instinctively trying to get past the people before her and asked him what was going on.“Excuse me, excuse me, everyone,” Olivia said trying to get past the crowd.“Mr Wilson…Why are yo
Vincenzo POV (Please this chapter is filled with intense torture, if you don't like torture I suggest that you skip this chapter, for the sake of your mental health)I am going to the underground basement, my top soldiers following behind me, Paulo, The head of the caporegimes, appointed after the death of Riccardo, Gregor also stepped up as the second in command, my uncle was now the Consigliere after Thomas's escape, slicer and sniper were also with me.Today, is a good day to celebrate in the underworld, as my father's death will be avenged, the douchebag who killed my father went to China to hide, he should have known that he couldn't run for too long but he decided to test my patience and my ability to find him, if he brought himself to me, I would have made his death easier, but he decided to hide, who hides from an eagle for long? He has eyes everywhere, he sees your every move, why test him to know what he can do? Eight of the men in the Mafia council of New York were already
Vincenzo's POV A week later……In my study, I was checking the statistics of my companies when my phone chimed.I nonchalantly picked it up and I saw it was a text from an unknown number. My interest was piqued as I wondered why an unknown number would be texting me. The person certainly knows me but wants his or her identity to be a secret.I tapped the message, and immediately I saw Melinda's face and my brows punched.The message carried a video, I played it and to my greatest surprise Melinda was getting screwed by another man, my eyes sprung out in shock.I was alerted, “What the fuck? Who the hell made this video?” I muttered.I stood up and played the video again and I realized it was really Melinda, she had a milkshake tattoo right under her breast and it was there.The thought of someone else fucking Melinda got me crazy, how the hell did this happen? I watched the video over and over trying to see if there was anything that would seem odd but everything screamed Melinda, it w