Donatello opened his eyes to see the entire room spinning. He immediately closed it and attempted to touch them, only to discover that he could move his hands. They had been tied to the bedpost.“Marcello?” he called out in a low tone as he gently reopened his eyes.“He has gone to search for Julia, I told him you were in good hands.” Sabrina spoke from the edge of the bed where she was sitting.Don attempted to sit up, but his hands made it difficult. When Sabrina saw him struggling, she stood up and walked to him.“You’re still weak. I nabbed you with painkillers and sleeping medicine, that was why you slept off so that I could clean and dress your wound.” she told him.“Untie these things and let me out right now. I don't think I need your help.” he said in an icy tone.“There you go again. Always wanting to do things on your own without needing help. I just want to help you, that's all.” she said.Donatello rolled his eyes; this was the first time he had ever done this. “Even if I
“What do you mean she escaped?” Don asked Sabrina who was standing in front of him.“I meant what I said. She actually escaped.” she said then added, “but isn't that better?”When he did not respond, she moved closer to him, placing one hand on his chest and the other caressing his cheek, “You should be relieved she is gone. You would not have to think about her anymore.”Don quickly slammed her hand away, “You are part of this, right?” Sabrina laughed, “Why do you think so?”“You know what, I'll go look for her and after that I'll sort out things between us.” Don concluded and took a step forward, only to stop abruptly as he spat out more blood.“You see honey, you can't go on searching for that dumb lady in this situation. Do you think you will make it out?” she asked with a smirk.Before he could move any further, Sabrina approached him swiftly and pierced his shoulder with a syringe.“What are you trying to do?!” The boss inquired as the liquid content entered his veins; he was t
Just as Sabrina had said, she came to get Julia when she was done. The latter had changed out of her gown and into jeans and a thick sweater. As they stepped out into the cold night, a wave of breeze passed over her body, but she felt nothing because her sweater kept her warm. “This is the opportunity you have been waiting for, a chance at freedom.” Sabrina declared. Julia let out a weak smile as she spotted a vehicle parked in the garage. Outside stood a man, whom she could not see clearly due to the darkness of the night. “That’s the driver, he would be in charge of your safety and travel” Sabrina told her. Julia nodded then turned to face her with a worried look, “What about the boss? What if he finds out that I have escaped?” “Don’t worry, I'll take care of it.” Sabrina assured her. Julia nodded again and went to the car. She was escaping without her boss's knowledge, this could put her in a more dangerous situation. After a minute of contemplation, she waved them o
The weather darkened over the skies. The room was now dark and silent. Julia laid on the bed with the blanket over her as she stared at the ceiling. Despite the blanket, the cold was still persistent. The hairs on her skin were all standing and her teeth clattered with her shivering body. Still yet, she did not forget to cuss her boss for putting her in his condition. She had realized she was a fool for thinking he loved her when actually there was no trace of such emotion found in him. “I can't wait to get to him and drive a knife into that cold heart of his.” she said to herself as she cuddled up under the blanket to find warmth. Just as she was about to close her eyes she heard a click on the door. She turned quickly and her eyes shone as she looked towards the door. Who the hell was that now? Was he already back? The lock eventually clicked and the door opened. “Thank you.” Julia overheard Sabrina speak to one of the guards before entering the room. “What are you d
Don entered the hospital building, it was one of the most top rated hospitals in the country. As he entered, Marcello trotted behind him, keeping his pace with his boss. He reached the ward and found the doctor proceeding out of the hospital. Dressed in a white robe, the doctor approached him in fear. “How is my uncle doing?” Don inquired in an icy tone. The doctor, a black-haired, average-height man, shuddered at the words. He was in his mid-forties, but he feared the mafia boss. “He–he–” “Speak up!” Don commanded. The man tightened his grip on his file while shifting his glasses with his other hand. “Can we have a brief talk in my office?” the man asked in a quaky voice. “I need to hear it here, Doc” “Mr. Gonzalez sustained serious injuries after the dagger pierced his heart. By the time we needed to stabilize him, he had already passed away. I'm sorry.” the doctor explained. “You are sorry for what? That you were unable to save my uncle? The only family I have left?!” Do
“Where the hell do you think you are taking me?!” Julia yelled as she struggled to break free from Marcello's grip. “Stay fucking well, or I will have to carry you!” Marcello yelled back. “Don told you to do this, right?” she inquired, still attempting to find her way out. Marcello was silent. The order had been given to him by his boss, and even though it sounded strange, he had to carry it out. “The boss has a lot on his mind; he does not need a distraction.” Marcello explained to her as they approached a room. “If he wants me out of his life, he should return me to where I came from! I did not beg him to bring me here, so why am I being treated like this?!” Marcello said nothing. He opened the door and shoved her inside. “Tell the boss that I despise him and can not wait to see him crumble!” she exclaimed as Marcello walked out of the room. She looked around the room as soon as he was out. The whole place seemed familiar. Suddenly, she remembered. It was the same room she w