ALMA’S POVMy throat was dry and I swallowed several times to ease the burn. I hissed as I sat up, holding my pounding head. It felt worse than a hangover, and I waved my hand around trying to find a glass of water.Nadine always made sure to keep one around for me when we went out for one of our wild nights, I needed to sober up quickly if I wanted to work effectively today. The task master already had been in his sight, and he was bursting at the seams waiting for Mrs. Riccardo to return.The table I touched was empty, and I groaned. Nadine was probably as knocked out as I was. It was going to be torture dragging myself out of bed, but I didn’t have a choi-My eyes flew open when I fell off the bed, and reality set in quicker than I could snap my fingers. I wasn’t home and Nadine wasn’t here. I had been kidnapped by Zaverio.My heart pounded as I rushed to my feet, looking left and right. The room was painted plain white; it was wide enough for a bed, and a mini sitting room. There
ZAVERIO’S POV“How is she doing?” I asked Von“She’s doing as fine as any kidnapped woman would; I think she’s doing quite well.” The sarcastic is Von’s voice was thick. “I’ll take a few board games to her later.”“What’s wrong with the TV? She can watch anything she wants on it.” “Yea, watching TV is going to be the solution to her problems. Alma thinks you’re waiting for the right time to kill her like you killed her boyfriend.”Von was pushing my buttons and he knew it. “We both know I had nothing to do with Jace’s death.” Deep down I was glad he was dead, and if that made me a bad person I didn’t care.“You need to figure something out quickly, she can’t live here for the rest of her life, she’s not about this life.”“Since when did you care for anyone other than your family?” It was a genuine question I really wanted the answer to. Von was not the kind of man that was moved by a lot of things.“She was dragged into this hell because she was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
ALMA’S POVLife in Zaverio’s world was like an image of the estate, nothing new ever happened. It was the same sequence happening over and over again, day in day out.Von came to get me every morning, and he left me to my devices, but I knew he kept his eyes on me throughout the day. He was my baby sitter, and I loved the space he awarded me.It was fascinating to watch the men work on the white stuff that got brought in every day; they measured and packed it in little bags. I had asked Von what it was but he told me I didn’t need to know, and I was only there to see not touch or taste.I didn’t have the urge to taste the substance, and he said it was dangerous for pregnant women, so I steered clear from it.The gun area was more frightening, but I had touched a few and nothing had happened, some were heavier than some, and I blushed when some of the men watched me struggle to lift them.I knew these men were here to make a living, and in a way I understood why they had chosen the lif
ALMA’S POVThe sound of a loud horn roused me from my sleep. My hands automatically flew to my chest and my bump. Was the hell was that God awful sound? Were we under attack?My door flew open, and Von rushed in, smiling apologetically. “I never told you about the horn, and you’ve been a bit of a good luck charm since you got here, but we have to leave now.”“To where?” My heart was pounding, and I clutched my night gown tighter. “What’s going on Von?”He checked the room, lifting the bed, tearing off the bed covers and pillowcases. “This warehouse has been compromised, the police is on their way here as we speak. They cannot find you here, if they do, it’ll look very bad on Zaverio and he’s not going to let you go with them.”“I thought the both of you went out somewhere.” I was struggling to catch on to how we got here. “How do the police know about this place? And where is Zaverio?”“We got the tip from the inside, so we have to clear the warehouse and that includes relocating you.
ALMA’S POVIt has been three days. Three days since I saw Von or another human being. The cabin was located in the middle of nowhere, and no way close to the road. I had explored the areas surrounding the small cabin, but never ventured out when it was dark, scared of whatever boogie man was out of there.Developing anxiety was not on my bucket list, and it was messing with my mind. Having to hide my building relationship from everyone in the main house had heightened my anxiety.Now, I had witnessed things a normal person with a normal life should never have seen. I knew the darker side of the world and the man I lov- knew. I quickly corrected myself, setting myself back on track.Zaverio had no place in life, his only role was to be a father to my child, but he had made his thoughts about that part clear. We were nothing to each other, I could only hope the heat on my person reduced and I got the chance to return to my life.I didn’t mind being naïve for the rest of my life when I
ZAVERIO’S POV“I’ve had enough soup to last me the rest of my life.” I grumbled, accepting the plate held out to me. “Crushing the pills into them makes it less desirable.”“It’s not anyone’s fault when you blatantly refused to take your drugs.” She said, dropping a glass of water on the bedside table. “Yes, it’s drugged as well. We had to get creative with your pills.”“The drugs make me drowsy; I won’t be able to get any work done if I can’t lift my fingers.” I sat up, groaning when she had to help me, “Why can’t Von come help me?”“Von has been busy with the men bunked outside the house; he doesn’t have the time to come up here to baby sit you.” Alma pointed at the plate then me. “Eat.”Her voice sounded threatening enough to make me shovel spoon after spoon of the poison into my mouth. I was never going to admit that to anyone else.Von had been the first person I saw when I opened my eyes after a week of being unconscious, the next was Alma, whose eyes were red and puffy from all
ALMA’S POVThe house became a mini warehouse in the span of a few days. More trucks pulled up every morning, and I had calmly told Von to keep the guns and whatever else they were bringing in out of the house.If picking up an unhealthy dose of anxiety wasn’t enough, I had zero tolerance for dirt or anything out of place. I had driven Nadine crazy to the point where she moved out of my room.“Zaverio asked about you this morning.” Nadine interrupted my thoughts, “He’s getting better by the day, and he has been taking his drugs imagine that.”“That sounds nice.” I said, half listening to what she was saying. My full attention was on the brown throw pillow that looked out of place. “Do you think I should throw this out?”Nadine frowned, “What’s wrong with the pillow? It matches the couch and the paint.”I couldn’t see what she was seeing. “I think using a white cover would make it look better; I think I saw a few in the attic-”“You are not going down there.” She stepped into my path, “
ZAVERIO’S POVI gripped my walker tightly with my shaky hands, I was beyond tired and mentally done for the day, but I needed to get back to peak condition soon to oversee my business.Von was my second in command but I needed to show my men that I was the boss, I was the Don. My father had taught and shown me the weight behind that name, and I had seen firsthand how evil was bred in a mind that was left alone for too long.If anyone of them started to think of me as weak or absent, I would have weed them out and kill them to show the others that internal conflicts were not tolerated.I was a forgiving man, a very forgiving man when anyone showed me a pinch of loyalty, but I had learned the hard way never to forgive a man that allows the idea of power poison his mind.Lost in thought, my feet got tangled and I fell to the floor. The air in my lungs was knocked out, and the pain in my thigh flared to life; I hoped the stitches weren’t ripped or Dr. Hassan was going to keep me overnight.
GIO’S POVThe news of Damien killing his brother- albeit by mistake shook the country and Kane helping him cover up the crime was not left out. The media ate up the story, milking every source until the stream ran dry.Alma’s name was cleared and the good guys were suddenly the bad guys. Riots kicked out everywhere, and a few small stations were targeted and burnt down. The people turned the case into different agendas, exploiting it however they could.That was somehow my problem, now that I had been promoted, to fill the shoes Kane left behind. It felt wrong to sit in his office when I knew how he died, and where he was- or rather how his body had been disposed.It was getting easier to stomach the reality of my new life; and I surprised myself with the kind words I spoke at his funeral. I didn’t mean any of it, but his bereaved wife appreciated it, and his children just cried along.It had been a closed casket ceremony, because the only thing they had been able to recover was his l
ALMA’S POV“Are we restocking the roses today?” Martha asked, scribbling something on the notepad in her hands. “I’ll be going to our local suppliers later, so I need to map out my day.”“I’m not sure about the roses, they stayed too long on the shelf, maybe because a lot of people are used to seeing roses.” I tapped my chin. “We can play with the subconscious of people by removing it entirely from our selection list.”Martha grinned. “I see what you did there, and I agree with your idea. It’s easier when they ask for it than throwing it in their faces.”I nodded, “I’ll close up early when you’re about to leave, because I won’t be able to tend to the shop and keep an eye on Zara.”Martha saw and knew how shaken I was after the incident that involved Dante, she didn’t ask questions but she didn’t let Zara out of her sight after that day which I appreciated.Dante had apologized with doughnuts but I was still wary with him around, and I felt ashamed about my actions. He didn’t know why
GIO’S POVMy head spun with the new information I was hearing, and I heard myself talking before I could shut my mouth. “Wait, you’re saying he killed his brother and framed it on you.”Zaverio didn’t look back when he responded, “Yes, he did. It took me a while to reach that conclusion and get the evidence providing that but I did, and that brings us right back here.”I tore my eyes away from the scene unfolding in front of me when Damien let out blood curling screams, begging and pleading as Zaverio dug into his eye socket with a scalpel.My eyes landed on Alvaro, taking in the marred side of his face, and I imagined what he looked like when Damien hadn’t walked into his life. A picture of a very handsome man planted itself in my head.“Mr. Damien here actually didn’t mean to kill his brother. They loved each other, and they spoke about everything including his cases. That information was very easy to pull up, and I realized even cops can be stupid when they’re hurting.”“Damien and
ZAVERIO’S POVDamien landed in my lap sooner than I had expected and the thought irked me as I stood in front of his naked form. He was still unconscious after Alvaro knocked him out a second time in the car.I didn’t ask what happened, and from the state of Gio’s face I didn’t need to. This dog didn’t know when to lie down and rest. He held a grudge against me for something I didn’t do.Damien was a goody two shoes who was looking for the killer of his brother, and any other good detective would have looked deeper, but he was family so he saw someone to blame and shot the gun.Tragic, the death of the young man, but I couldn’t bring myself to feel any sympathy for the man who was bred with this animal. Apples didn’t fall very far from the tree and maybe Jace wasn’t who pretended to be.Nobody spoke as I circled the man that had limited time on earth, thinking up ways to inflict pain no man would ever survive.Damien was a few years too early but that didn’t matter anymore, after him
GIO’S POVI held my head when I coughed, groaning from deep within my soul when I felt the kind of pain no living being should feel. It subsided after a second and I sighed in relief, breathing slowly to erase the feeling altogether.“You’re one of the best patients Zaverio has delivered to my doorstep.”I managed to open one eye and I scanned the room I was in, and returned to the old man adjusting the drip bag hanging over my head. “Who are you?”“My name is Doctor Hassan. Alvaro dropped you off earlier. You were punched in the face with a knuckle ring.”That explained why I felt like I had been hit by a truck. “I remember Alvaro telling me I had a broken nose.”“Thank God that was all he broke, your strong bones saved you from having a dislocated jaw. Your left face is severely bruised, and you’ll look like shit for a few weeks but after that it’ll go back to normal.”I wasn’t usually vain, but I didn’t want to walk around with a face that screamed ‘I had been attacked.’“Did Alvar
GIO’S POV“I didn’t bring him here.” I shook my head, turning fearful eyes to Alvaro. “You have to believe me.”“I know you didn’t bring him here, but he’s a snake that doesn’t know when to bite and when to crawl away.” Alvaro stood, “I’ll go out the back, because the moment he sees me with you, he’ll know you’re working for the other side.”He walked off before I could ask any more questions, and I groaned, snatching my back off the table. Damien had just cost me valuable information.“Are you out of your bloody mind?” I rounded on him the moment I pushed the doors open. “Are you following me?”Damien scratched his head, pulling off an act I had seen a hundred times before. “You looked like you were in a hurry, and I felt like you would need backup, so I followed you.”“You do not follow a superior officer, you do not feel the need to go against protocol because you’re indirectly telling me to my face that you do not trust me, and giving my superiors reason to look into my movement.”
GIO’S POV“Isn’t it a perfect day to be working together, partner?”I almost buried my face in my hands, but I held my head up, smiling tightly at the latest addition to my team. “Hello, Damien. I am not your partner, I am your superior, and you don’t have to pop in here every single minute.”He looked into my office but didn’t walk in, “A desk would look good over there, don’t you think? It’s better to work in close proximity in case you need me for something urgently.”I couldn’t resist the urge to roll my eyes, calling Damien to back me up in the Alan arrest had gotten into his head, not more than me telling his role model- Kane that he was welcome to join my team.My superiors had asked questions, and I had deflected them. Kane and Damien could celebrate this as a win; they weren’t going to live long any way.That wasn’t positive thinking; but I was preparing myself for when I had to offer them up like lambs to the slaughter house. Zaverio was going to get to them, with or without
ZAVERIO’S POVBusiness was booming. My father would be proud if he was still alive to see what I had done to the organization. I had explored Von’s idea about exploring the sea by getting our own boats and ships, and it had been a huge money saver.Our former contacts at the dock were unhappy, but Alvaro had come through with own so we were clear. Nobody had gotten pissy about the recent changes yet, and I was itching for a fight.I wasn’t used to this peace that surrounded my business of late, but that was all there was these days. All we did was close our deals and sell more drugs, which wasn’t a bad thing but I was craving something more.“I don’t know if you forgot, but we are supposed to meet with some men from the turf across the river today.” Von said, standing at my door. “I’ll take a wild guess and say you totally forgot about that meeting.”“I did forget about that meeting.” I said, leaning into my chair. “When’s the meeting, because now I feel sleepy.”“You can sleep on the
ALMA’S POVMartha and I never spoke about my episode at the shop but I refused to return for the rest of the week. I didn’t want to leave my daughter and I didn’t want to see Dante.I was still pissed at him for taking my daughter without my permission, and maybe I had overreacted because of my anxiety, but I wasn’t wrong for my reaction. He didn’t know my past so he didn’t know my fears, but everything else was valid.“Are you going to the shop to keep an eye on the guys coming to fix the cameras?” Martha asked. I was supposed to do that, but she was confirming if that was part of the plan since I hadn’t left the house all week.“Yes, I need to keep my brain occupied so I’ll balance our books while they work.” I said, not looking up from the breakfast I hadn’t touched.“That’s great. Zara and I are going to have a lazy day beside the pool, read some books and sleep all day.” Zara smiled at Martha and she responded with a quick kiss to the forehead.“Don’t tempt me to stay home, Marth