Alma’S POVIt was another day, and Zaverio’s laboured breath fanned my neck, and I let my tired legs drop from his waist. We were on the floor in his study, not completely naked, but had just finished having sex.It was harder to meet up due to the paranoia I was experiencing. The house was a station of gossip, and I kept my ears glued to the wall, trying to pick up pieces of information.No one was talking about the little affair I was having with Zaverio. They were more interested in my fight with Nadine. It hadn’t been a public fight, but anyone could feel the heated tension between us whenever we were in the same space.Nadine had kept to herself after our exchange, barely sparing me a glance. It hurt more than I would ever admit; she had always been my safe space, and I realized how selfish I was to ever think she would throw herself into Zaverio’s arms.I had practised my apology a million times in my head, but whenever I saw her, the words evaporated. She had also asked the tas
ALMA’S POV “How’s Mrs. Riccardo?” I asked Zaverio, buttoning his shirt. Our morning routine consisted of us showering together in my room, and we would get ready for the day together. He always insisted I helped him with his shirts or tie. I never admitted to him that the little ritual soothed my nerves.Recently, I’d been feeling sick every morning, and I knew it was the anxiety eating its way to the forefront of my mind. I had also kept my eyes on Elaine, and anyone who looked suspicious.That strategy didn’t work well, because I retired every night with a pounding headache, and the intense need to throw up every morning. The feeling eased after I had breakfast, but returned every time I felt anyone staring at me.Zaverio supported me silently which eased a little of the overwhelming emotions that’s had been clogging my chest. I didn’t know what to do with myself, I was all over the place, trying to keep our love a well hidden secret and also do my job properly.“You’re overthink
Alma's Pov“These tests have to be wrong.” My hands trembled and I gripped the bathroom sink, staring blankly at the pregnancy tests scattered on the surface. Nadine had snuck out to buy a few for me.I had peed on everything, because I was in deep disbelief. There was no way I was pregnant. “It’s impossible.”My heart skipped numerous beats. Nadine snorted, fishing out another pack. “Would you like to pee on these too? It’s not impossible for you to be pregnant, honey.”“How is that even possible?” I knew I was asking the same questions, my brain hadn’t clicked on to reality and I felt like I was in a loop.“I feel like you’re asking the wrong questions.” Nadine picked up the tests I’d used with a tissue, and placed them into one of the empty box. “Pregnancy tests might lie once or twice, but seven sticks saying positive? It’s unlikely to be negative.”I snatched a new stick, and bent over the toilet seat. “I don’t know what I’m supposed to do? What do people usually do in this situ
ZAVERIO’S POV“Who’s got your panties in a twist?” Von asked from the driver’s seat. I looked up from the cigarette I’d been staring at and found him watching me through the rearview mirror.“What makes you think my pants are in a twist?” I flicked the lit butt end of the cigarette, enjoying the brief burn.“You’re moody, you’ve barely smoked any cigarettes and you haven’t ordered me to kill anyone in a week,” Von revealed. I laughed, tossing the stick out of the open window. We were staking the house of the man-boy that had wanted to take over my club, we had had the pleasure of meeting, and I saw a future with him.“I don’t order you to kill people every Thursday, Von. You’re talking about it like this is taco bell or something. There’s nothing bothering me. Is anything wrong if I want some peace and quiet to stake someone’s house?”“Exactly my point.” Von took a huge bite of his mega sized burger. “Why the fuck are you here? You took the place of the new recruit and offered to fol
ZAVERIO’S POVI growled from my position, covering my head with my arm from the glass flying everywhere. I unlocked the car door facing away from the chaos and stumbled out, sitting with my back to the tire.The shooting stopped and I chanced a look at the driver’s seat, cursing under my breath when I saw Von slumped over the steering wheel. He was bleeding profusely from his head.The two men who I had seen hanging around were the ones opening heavy attack on us. There were reloading their guns, which gave me ample time to drag Von across the seat so he was lying down.I lay on the ground when they started shooting again, dipping my hand into my pants to bring out my gun. I barely used the glinting metal, more comfortable with knifes and anything else that had a handle.I aimed for a feet from under the vehicle, and pulled the trigger. I pulled the trigger again when he fell, putting a bullet into his head. I jumped to my feet, aiming above the car at the last man.He noticed me too
ZAVERIO’S POV“Yesterday we got attacked by two men from Don Favelo’s gang, Von got shot four times in the abdomen, and another grazed his skull.” I addressed my men, letting my words sink in. “He is currently at Dr. Hassan’s; I want five men who will volunteer to stand guard.”More than five hands went up and my heart swelled with pride. “I’ll choose from all of you later, tonight is a night for another agenda. I want Don Favelo to understand he messed with the wrong person.”They all yelled, banging their fists on whatever they could get their hands on. “We will go to war tonight, but I cannot guarantee the safety of anyone. I’d rather you got caught by the police than caught a bullet that killed you.”“Anywhere you go we go boss.” One of the recruits yelled, inciting the others. The recruits were more eager than others to head into war. There were no war virgins in my gang. Everyone standing before me had taken a life, intentionally or otherwise.“Alvaro will be joining us, he is a
ZAVERIO’S POV“Have a seat.” I told Alvaro when we walked into my office, now was the best time for the meeting he wanted. I didn’t want him to think I went back on my word. I knew what he wanted to say, and the least I could do was listen to him.Alvaro took a good look around my office before he sat. “I don’t think I’ll ever be a sit behind the desk guy.”I smiled, pouring two cups of whiskey, offering him one. “You’ll say that now, because you’re still thrilled by the life in the streets. It’s invigorating to have men turn up for you at any time and reach for a gun when someone moves funny.”“My father worked for Favelo, and he could barely keep us afloat. I hated how loyal he was to him, even when it was glaringly obvious he was getting cheated every day.”“This war was personal for you too.” I raised my glass, “What happened with your father?”Alvaro’s face darkened with the kind of pain I was familiar with. “He got shot one day on his way back home. A bullet to the back of the h
ZAVERIO’S POV“My coffee is cold.” Dr. Hassan grumbled, looking at me over his glasses. “You should treat me right because of my age, boy; nobody wants cold snacks or cold coffee.”“You live in the middle of nowhere Dr. Hassan, I can’t bring in anything hot for you. Have you considered living close by like a normal human being? What if there’s an emergency and I need to get to you?”He licked the sugar dusting his fingers, “The only emergency knocking on my door is you or one of your boys. How about you stay away from bullets? Nobody is going to come out here to shoot me.”“Not even your ex-wife?” I smiled, remembering the robust woman who had died a few years back. Everyone thought Dr. Hassan would close down his practice, but he buried his grief and pushed on. He had our unwavering loyalty for that.“Aliya is the only woman I know who would shoot herself in the foot if she held a gun.” Dr. Hassan’s face lifted when he smiled, showing the rugged handsomeness he had in his younger day
ALMA’S POVNadine worked her magic on my hair, humming as she did her work. I watched the transformation in the mirror, loving how I looked. “How are you so good at everything? I am so jealous about the amount of talents you have.”Nadine giggled, touching up my very light makeup. “I picked up a little bit of everything from my mother. She was a jack of all trades, always picking up one thing over another. When she’d perfected a craft at any point in time, she’d move to the next and the next and the next.”“She sounds like she was a fun woman.” The sadness in Nadine’s eyes eased a little, and a smile was back on her lips.“You’re so accurate with that, she was the best mom in the world. I would have loved it if she stuck with one thing, it would have allowed us stay in one place for a while, but I was dragged across countries and states, never setting down any roots.”“I don’t think she knew she was going to die so young, or I’m very sure she would have slowed down for you.” “Maybe.”
ALMA’S POV“You look like a kid who just discovered a candy store.” Nadine laughed, unboxing my new phone with me. “I’ll you all the fun things you can do with it, and the most important part is it has to be on silent always.”“What does silent mean?” I held the device, carefully inspecting it. “It looks like something I would never use; maybe I should put it back in the box and keep it on my nightstand.”“Bitch, I got this for two hundred dollars. You better start using it or bad things are going to happen.” Nadine took the phone from me, and pressed the button on the side.The next hour was fascinating and confusing. Nadine was not one known for her patience, but she was calm with me, listening to me ask the same question a billion times.After two hours of accumulating information, I’d taken enough. “If I hear one more word, I think my head is going to explode.” I groaned, rubbing my tired eyes. “I didn’t even know you had a phone.”“You don’t know a lot of things happening in the
ZAVERIO’S POV “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Alma yelled at me, rushing over to the man I’d knocked over, the odd familiarity between them made me clench my jaw.“I should be asking that question, shouldn’t I?” The music had stopped, and everyone was looking at us like we were the most interesting things- and we were.“You didn’t ask.” Alma helped him to his feet, “You can’t push people over, it’s rude and disturbing. You should apologize.”I laughed, turning in a circle. “Why should I apologize to your new lover? You’re the one who brought him here to rub it in my face, I didn’t expect this bullshit from you, Alma.”“Are you high?” Alma looked genuinely concerned. “This is Jace, I met him a couple of hours ago and we’re having a great time, or we were until you intruded.”“I didn’t know you went around kissing guys you just met, and I was a fool for not believing you when you told me you were pregnant with my child. What did you think happened after a kiss in the club Alma?” I t
Alma's povI pointed at myself, “I’m sorry, are you talking to me?” The question sounded silly, even to my ears and I hoped he didn’t notice how out of style I was.“Yes.” He smiled warmly, “I don’t know if it’s the defiant white gown you have on, or the fact that you’re the most beautiful woman here, your friend comes close second of course.”Nadine giggled. “You’re sweet, and you seem to have a lot of words in that pretty mouth of yours. My friend here wants to have a good time; I will leave you both to it if you promise to treat her right.”He crossed the area above his heart. “I promise, besides I came here to have a good time as well. Your friend and I will be at that open table. You can see us anytime to keep an eye on her, and it also gives her room to escape if she finds out I’m boring.”I laughed, thanking Nadine with my eyes for making this easy for me. “I don’t think I’ll find you so boring that I’ll run away from you.”“You’ll be surprised.” He winked, flashing his perfect
ZAVERIO’S POVVon was seated in my office in a suit, which was surprising since he hated wearing them. He swore he’d never be caught dead in a suit, until the day he got married and his wife swore to shoot him if he showed up in jeans or sneakers.“You cleaned up nice.” I looked down at my open shirt and shorts. “I didn’t know it was that kind of meeting–to be honest, I forgot it was today.”“I thought as much.” Von nodded at me. “It has always been a rule after I got comfortable with suits that we wore them for serious meetings.”“I didn’t wear one, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have a spare. I’ll be right back.” I walked into the room I had installed in my office, pulling out one of the suits I hadn’t used yet.My back had never appreciated the makings of a chair, unlike my father who could sleep standing. I had the room attached for relaxation, and sometimes escape.Von was pouring himself a drink when I returned, and I shook my head in refusal when he held up a glass. “I don’t fee
Alma's PovIt shouldn’t have come as a surprise when Zaverio went right back to his old ways, bringing in women night after night, polluting the house with their sex noises. I shouldn’t have been able to hear it if I was in my room, but misery loved misery, and every night when he walked through the doors with a different woman on his arm, I would tiptoe up the stairs to his wing, and listen to the sound of my heart breaking over and over again.After a while I couldn’t bear it, and remained in my room, thinking myself to death about what I knew they were doing. It was unhealthy for me and the baby.I smiled, tucking a hand under my pillow and placing the other on my very flat tummy. I wondered when it would start to show. I was still uncertain about everything, and most nights when I was troubled by the man who had set my heart on fire, I was thinking of the future.Zaverio had said in no clearer terms that he wanted nothing to do with this baby, he didn’t even believe it was his ba
Zaverio's PovI stared dispassionately at the woman on top of me. Her big breasts were everywhere, and she held a hand over them to keep them in place. Her head was thrown back in what I assumed to be pleasure, but I wasn’t paying attention.She was one of the many women I had picked from the club recently, and brought back to the house. They loved the thrill of the night, the chase, the alcohol and mind blowing sex on their end.Von had said nothing to me since I began my sexual rampage, and the distance he put between us hurt, but I was back in a dark place. All I knew was sex, alcohol and cigarettes.Her pussy squeezed around my dick indicating she was about to cum, and I snapped back to reality, flexing my hips in a certain way until I threw my head back in pleasure, pouring my seed into her while she milked me dry.“Wow! That was amazing,” She said, pushing her wet bangs away from her eyes. “I need to pee then I’ll be solid enough for round two. Can you show me the bathroom?” I
Alma’s Pov“Excuse me?!” I stood with my mouth agape. I thought I had every angle covered, overthinking every question he would likely ask me, every tantrum he would throw, but this? How was I supposed to answer a question questioning my loyalty?“Did you ask me who the father of my child is?” I was beyond stunned by the audacity.Zaverio looked anything but disturbed or ruffled, he walked back to his desk and threw a piece of chopped liver into his mouth. “I believe you heard me the first time, am I supposed to accept that you’re pregnant with my child?”“You’re the only man I’ve been with these past few months; you’re the only man I’ve been with all my life. Who else is supposed to be the father of this child?”Zaverio barked out a harsh laugh. “Alma, I might be the boss, but that doesn’t mean I have no idea what happens under my roof. Sexual relationships are highly prohibited in this estate, as it curbs the mistake of reproducing.”“Do you think I don’t know almost everyone living
ALMA’S POVI rested my head on the cool tile in the bathroom. My vision was spinning and I had just finished puking my guts into the toilet bowl. I felt another rumble in my stomach and managed to push myself up in time to reach the toilet once more.“You look like shit.”“You don’t say.” My voice was weak, but I smiled at Nadine standing by the door. “I won’t be late today I promise. The morning sickness isn’t tiring me out much anymore.”“I can handle the task master if any questions come up, but I’m worried about how long you can keep up this secret.” Nadine handed me a towel she’d held under running water.“I have never been pregnant, and I haven’t had any pregnant friends, but I know the morning sickness is just the beginning. What happens when you start to show?”“I’ll start worrying about that when I’m four or five months pregnant. Right now, I am fighting to keep my internal organs in their rightful position, and trust me it’s a struggle.”“I saw that you rotated out of the ki