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CHAPTER 43: Something Surprisingly Unsurprising
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The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 44: The Result
Inside the powder room, which is a few steps from the dining area, I take off my p.anties and insinuate the pregnancy test strip in my urine stream while I pee. Once done, I place the test strip on top of the marbled sink while I clean myself up. And with bated breath, I wait for the result. My heart keeps smashing my chest and my nerves keep twisting underneath my skin. Five minutes in and there’s no result yet, making me go crazy. “Come on. Come one. Come on.”My body has been stiffed up since the doctor showed me the test kit and my body stiffed more when the test kit landed on my palm. However, that stiffness degenerates to an extreme when the result finally flaunts itself to me - two colored lines!“I’m pregnant,” I murmur, still in shock.Excitement. Nervousness. Happiness. All these joggles through me, competing against each other which among them is the strongest. Tears fill my eyes. A smile wreaths on my face. And a soft chuckle flies loose from my mouth. “I’m pregnant,”
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 45: Making Up
DAVIDE’S POV: It pains me to doubt the baby in Mackenzie’s womb. I love her. I wanna be with her. I wanna have my own family with her, to have my own children with her. But, it’s only been almost two weeks since we’ve met and her explanation about this one-day pregnancy result thing is mind-boggling. Besides that, she had an ex-fiancé, who’s possibly the father of her child. I sink my elbows on my legs as I brush my hair to the back of my head with my hands. I then clutch my hair at the nape of my neck while dipping my head down low. I shouldn’t be questioning Mackenzie’s situation when I’m not really that knowledgeable about lycan’s body. Apart from that, she’s pregnant and she doesn’t need all this stress. I gotta do something to fix what I’ve broken somehow. I take off my phone from my pocket and dial Sebastian’s number.After a few rings, he picks up my call. [“Hey! What’s up, Mr. Ocampo? Anything else aside from a doctor and a chef?”] “Yes, I need you to send me a bouquet
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 46: Riddles
ALESSANDRO’S POV: I aggressively get to my feet, then strike my desk with my tightly clenched fists, making Gustavo and my men jolt. Fury inflames my body. Its heat blisters my flesh and boils my blood. “Davide can’t take away my most precious subject! If I lose that subject, I’ll lose multi-billions of dollars!” The heat nips my throat, hurting it so much that I have to gulp a glass of water after speaking. I then plod the glass back on my desk. The impact of it causes the glass to splinter and its remaining water to spill. Gustavo awkwardly grins while scratching the back of his head. I focus my glare at him, turning his awkwardness into nervousness. He then transfers his hand from the back of his head to his thick eye glasses to… well, to just fidget. “I understand that our subject’s disappearance will be a huge loss to us, especially to you since you’re the one who’s financing our experiment,” he says. “But, I suggest that you calm down. We can’t dismiss the probability
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 47: The Lead
I turn my gaze to my laptop’s screen and say, ‘We’ll talk again’, before turning it off. I then return my attention to Rogelio and motion for him to continue. “Boss Gabrielle has successfully tracked Boss Davide’s phone call history using a special software he installed in his laptop. Though the software can’t let us hear the actual phone calls he had, it can let us identify who he’s calling and who’s calling him. And there’s only one phone number that he’s contacted in the last few days. Upon verifying our gang’s contact lists, that phone number belongs to Sebastian Madrid.” “Sebastian Madrid,” I repeat under my nose while stretching a smirk on my face. I slouch my back back on my chair, then add, “Prepare around twenty men and twenty more backups. Tonight, we’ll make a surprise visit at Sebastian's hidey-hole.”“Yes, Boss Alessandro,” Roger says.All the wicked things I can do to that man are spiraling inside my now quite relaxed mind. I wonder what would be the best death for h
The Mafia's Lycan Slave Chapter 48: The Beginning of the End
DAVIDE’S POV: Mackenzie giggles as she explains what kind of a wedding dress she wanna wear for our wedding tomorrow. Her cheeks are flushed, her smile is stretched from ear to ear and her blue eyes are brimmed with excitement and delight. “I want a form-fitting, ivory dress with long illusion-lace sleeves,” she says. “Oh! I have many dresses like those in my shop. How I wish you can be there directly so you can choose the best one,” the designer replies, also with an excited and delighted grin. Mackenzie’s smile withdraws a bit when she glances at me. Needless to ask why, I can sense that she wanna do what the designer has just said. I smile at her, a brittle one. It’s not easy for the both of us to continue hiding in a place where there’s almost no one to talk to and almost the same things to see. So I understand that she wanna get out of here from time to time. But I also hope that she understands why I can’t give her what she wants just yet. I turn to the designer and s
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 49: The Attack
I tuck four pistols in my holsters that are hung around my waist, then I dangle a rifle across my chest and aim it in front of me. Each muscle of mine is tensed up. They’re heated up, producing sweat to smear my skin. My sight is laser focus towards the stairs that lead to the door - the only way in and way out of this basement. Every step I take closer to that stairs makes my heart more ill at ease. But even if my heart bursts in anxiety, I have no other choice but to keep prowling, waiting for my enemies, who were once my associates, to make the fatal move. I stop and stay low beside the stairs. For a good amount of time, there’s nothing so far but the same ceaseless explosions of bullets from somewhere outside my mansion. I’m glad that my mansion’s walls and glasses are bullet-proof, which will make my enemies not only lose patience and precious time, but lose hundreds if not thousands of bullets. By the time they’re here, I’ll have the advantage. I glance at Mackenzie, who’s s
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 50: The Cruel Man
ALESSANDRO’S POV: An ear-splitting boom reverberates when the grenade that one of my men threw explodes. The impact of the explosion hurts my eyes and deafens my ears a little for a short while. Billowing around are coarse, pungent dusts and bright orange, flickering embers and flames. The dust and the smoke make it hard to see and to breathe that my men and I have to move away from the basement’s entrance until the effect of the explosion subdues. I turn to Sebastian, who’s coughing hard as if he’s about to die. Then I anxiously ask, “You’re sure that that basement is large enough that a small grenade won’t be able to fully destroy it, right?” He nods his head with closed eyes and dangled tongue. If that basement is large enough, I hope that Davide and my subject manage to hide somewhere where the explosion won’t reach them. I may be a cruel man, but I’m still a father. And the experiment will be smoother if we get the subject alive. My heart ripples in anxiety as my men and
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 51: Secrets Reveal
Pregnant! Pregnant! Pregnant! That one word bothers me so much to the point that sleeping becomes oddly impossible to do. My chest is recklessly pounding while my head is savagely undulating. Fury! Dismay! Regret! These three always unwanted sensations are antagonistically working together to devastate me in every possible way. I’m furious at Davide for possibly impregnating a monster and possibly giving me a future grandchild who’ll also be a monster! I’m dismayed that he doesn’t even consider his actions and decisions - I expect him to be smarter than that! And I’m regretting for allowing them to be too close and inseparable - I thought that their closeness would fetter Mackenzie securely to us, but it backfired! I breathe in and breathe out heavily to pacify the ludicrous distress that’s bolting in me. I then close my eyes, pinch the bridge of my nose with my fingers and dig my elbow on my desk while waiting for Primo to accept my video call request. It takes me about two at
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