I reached out for a napkin from a server and stretched it towards her. ‘’This might not help much, but it can reduce the wetness.’’She raised her head, looking at me with her doe eyes a second more than necessary. ‘’Thank you, Zion,’’ she said. ‘’But I may need to change this. Can you point me to the ladies?’’‘’Of course.’’We continued to walk arm in arm into the hall. I could see my father sitting by the fireplace and eating some barbecue with the ‘’men’’. Nike was standing at a corner talking to his wife, Miranda. He saw us approaching then and he watched us with curiosity.‘’She spilled her drink,’’ I said to both of them. The napkin was sitting on her chest, covering the ugly red mark on her beautiful white gown.‘’Oh my God!’’ Miranda exclaimed. ‘’I’m so sorry about that. Your beautiful dress is ruined.’’She smiled awkwardly, tugging at my arms but I ignored it. Nile was watching her with a new interest.‘’’The ladies is just on the first floor, by your right. I’ll b
Thomas Storm was not only building my dream VIP lounge, he was also building a relationship with me. I wasn’t quite sure what attracted him to me, but he asked me out on a date the second time we met. He was a much older man, in his forties, married once. It seemed I had a thing with older men. But he was sweet and paid me full attention. He was nothing like Liam, who was still stalking me. I alighted from the car and took in the beauty of the house that stood before me. Just a week ago, Thomas had opened up to me that he was in fact the CEO of Midas Company. I was upset with him for only twenty minutes, which was how long it took for him to explain to me why he did what he did.Today, I was supposed to meet his family. I was nervous but he stood beside me with a reassuring smile that made my nerves calm.‘’My family don't bite,’’ he said, taking my arm in his as we walked into the house. ‘’My mother has heard so much about you. She really cannot wait to meet you.’’I nodde
/-Octavia-/My body curled on the floor, trembling as the tears streamed down my cheeks. Another kick met me in the stomach, and I rolled, wincing. He took the opening to assault my ribs, and I was screaming helplessly, begging him to stop. I didn't know how much I could take anymore. My heart was constricting tightly; even my lungs were gradually closing up, restricting my airflow. "Please stop... Please..." I sobbed, but my pleas fell on deaf ears. He wasn't going to stop. Nothing would make him stop until I was unconscious or possibly dead. The next blow sent blood gushing out of my mouth. "Pa..." I cried, "it hurts. It hurts."I spat out more blood, and his feet connected to my face; the kick had my blood vessels bursting open. At least that is what it felt like. "I am not your father!" He barked. "How many times do I have to warn you?"He slammed his foot against my chest, pressing down so hard as if the intention was to crush my heart. "Just how worthless can you be?!"A k
/-Octavia-/Six Years Later.I ascended the stairs with a small bag resting on my shoulder. The loud music blazing from the speakers was almost deafening. It wasn't hard to spot Axel in the VIP section with a couple of men. I headed towards him, and his eyes lit up on seeing me. "There comes my Queen," he smirked, and the men's attention shifted to me. The lustful gazes that penetrated my skin didn't bother me. I was in nothing but lingerie and a bra, so it was expected for them to lust after my body. The scars that my father had inflicted on me were concealed, of course. I dropped the bag on the table and sat on his lap. He handed me a cigarette and lit it for me. "The package is already here, as you can see. You can unveil and have a taste of it if you want," Axel said, then turned his attention to me. I dropped my head and kissed him. The bag was opened, and the bags of cocaine were taken out. One of the bags was powered, and a small amount of powder was displayed on the ta
/-Octavia-/The coffee shop was the only thing of value I possessed. The light in my miserable, dark world.You'd think six years of stripping and doing his dirty work would have been enough to pay for my father's death, but he told me to my face that even if I worked for the next hundred years, I would only be able to pay half of it. An amount he had yet to mention to me. He gave me a little change here and there from the night's work, and I saved everything up to open this little, beautiful shop. When Axel found out about it, he laughed, of course, asking if I planned to clear my father's debt from the earnings of a coffee shop. The words hurt my feelings, but I was already used to him putting me down at every slight opportunity. I was already resigned to my fate of belonging to him forever. There was nothing I could do to change it, no matter how many men I slept with or how many bags of cocaine I transported. I opened the coffee shop with a bright smile on my face. This plac
/-Octavia-/It was lunch break, and usually I made some brownies and cookies for those who liked to have coffee in the afternoon.Just as I took off my apron and headed to the front desk, someone walked in.It was probably the milky scent that caught my attention, but as my eyes connected with those oceanic blue eyes, I knew I was in for trouble."What are you doing back here?" I blurted before I could stop myself. Nile was visibly startled by my hostility, but I didn't care. I wanted him to leave before Axel showed up unexpectedly and caused more trouble. "That is not the way to treat a customer." He smiled it off. "I enjoyed your coffee. Came to get another and leave a large tip, of course."A smile threatened to burst out of my lips. He was so kind and soft-spoken. Why couldn't Axel be like that? Why did I have to end up with someone cruel?I didn't let my worries show on my face."What type of coffee? I have muffins and cookies too. You can get some for a couple of cents," I to
OCTAVIA'S POVI caught myself staring into thin air more times than I can admit today. My heart still skips a beat anytime I remember how Nile said he would keep being a regular till I'm ready to accept him. Axel is not going to like this. I closed the coffee shop for the day and headed down the sidewalk to the one-room box-like apartment I rented close to the shop that I don't even get the luxury of sleeping in and took a quick shower. I stare at two teenage girls arguing in front of a dress shop on which color of dress is best to wear to prom as I headed to the casino, where I spend six out of seven nights of the week. Sometimes I wonder how my life would have been if my mom was still alive. "Would I have gone to college? "Would Philip still be alive and nice to me?". I shrugged off the thoughts and put a lock over my mind and put on my mask of coolness. Maybe if Axel would have a problem with me today. The ground floor was filled to the brim with dancing and grinding bodies, as to
OCTAVIA'S POV There's a certain bounce in my steps as I walk into the casino today. I've been at peace for a while now, and even Axel's dirty looks and harsh words did nothing to dampen my mood. For the past three weeks, Nile has come to the casino almost every day and books me every night. I know he does it on purpose to protect me from entertaining other patrons, and I'm so grateful for it. It's almost as if he cares about me. We spend some nights just talking about random things, and sometimes we watch movies, and on some days we don't talk just eat in the comfortable quiet. Tonight is one of those nights. I came with a book I started reading earlier yesterday and made myself comfortable in my usual chair and started reading. "There's something I want to talk to you about," he started.I turned to face him. "Okay, go ahead." "What do you think about going back to college?" I used to dream of going to college the first two years since I started working as a stripper, but when it
Thomas Storm was not only building my dream VIP lounge, he was also building a relationship with me. I wasn’t quite sure what attracted him to me, but he asked me out on a date the second time we met. He was a much older man, in his forties, married once. It seemed I had a thing with older men. But he was sweet and paid me full attention. He was nothing like Liam, who was still stalking me. I alighted from the car and took in the beauty of the house that stood before me. Just a week ago, Thomas had opened up to me that he was in fact the CEO of Midas Company. I was upset with him for only twenty minutes, which was how long it took for him to explain to me why he did what he did.Today, I was supposed to meet his family. I was nervous but he stood beside me with a reassuring smile that made my nerves calm.‘’My family don't bite,’’ he said, taking my arm in his as we walked into the house. ‘’My mother has heard so much about you. She really cannot wait to meet you.’’I nodde
I reached out for a napkin from a server and stretched it towards her. ‘’This might not help much, but it can reduce the wetness.’’She raised her head, looking at me with her doe eyes a second more than necessary. ‘’Thank you, Zion,’’ she said. ‘’But I may need to change this. Can you point me to the ladies?’’‘’Of course.’’We continued to walk arm in arm into the hall. I could see my father sitting by the fireplace and eating some barbecue with the ‘’men’’. Nike was standing at a corner talking to his wife, Miranda. He saw us approaching then and he watched us with curiosity.‘’She spilled her drink,’’ I said to both of them. The napkin was sitting on her chest, covering the ugly red mark on her beautiful white gown.‘’Oh my God!’’ Miranda exclaimed. ‘’I’m so sorry about that. Your beautiful dress is ruined.’’She smiled awkwardly, tugging at my arms but I ignored it. Nile was watching her with a new interest.‘’’The ladies is just on the first floor, by your right. I’ll b
‘’You are still in bed, Zion?’’I opened my eyes slowly and looked at the disapproving look on Nile’s face. I rubbed my eyes and rolled to the side. ‘’Can’t I sleep in peace?’’ I grumbled. I had partied the night before and my body was still trying to recover from all of the fatigue.‘’No,’’ he said, walking in and drawing the blinds away. It was almost dark outside. I glance at the clock. Past 6.‘’The party doesn’t start until 8, Nile. I can sleep for another hour,’’ I said, pulling the duvet over my chest. I was interested in any parties my brother was organising, especially a ‘Family reunion.’‘’We are hosting, Zion. I need you out of bed,’’ he said and finally walked out of the room.I laid still on the bed for minutes, staring at the ceiling. I pulled myself up into a sitting position and felt nauseous. Beside me, Sophia was still sleeping deeply. I pushed the covers off and my feet hit the cold tile. The bedside rug had been ruined and it was threadbare in some places
I tossed in bed for hours. I had barely slept for a few minutes when I was woken up by a nightmare. I stared at the ceiling, clutching my arms and reminding myself that it was a dream. I was safe at home in Palmero. The clock ticked slowly but i could not return to sleep anymore. Thoughts of the men brutally assaulting me played in my head nonstop, despite all my attempts to block them. The screams of those men as Dmitir fired lethal bullets into their heads added only to my torment. I turned to my side and twisted my finger into a fist, grimacing. I laid there for hours, my eyes and mind awake, but my body tired. Finally, I got up and strolled out of the room in my night wear alone. The house was silent and the corridors were dark. I took two flights of stairs until i arrived on the first floor. Then I walked to one of the rooms. Without hesitation, i turned on the handle and opened the door. He always left his door unlocked.He opened his eyes and reached for the light swi
I met Rory on the way. I wished I had not. I just wanted to return to my room, to bury my head in my pillow. Dad had not been able to hide his disappointment. I could see it all over his face even though he said nothing. He was going to get revenge for what had been done to Bree, and he would be killed and my life would be in ruins. I thought of the prophecy that man had said about my past and I shivered as I walked down the corridor.‘’Hey, Raven,’’ she said, leaning on the wall and clutching at her loose robe.‘’I can’t deal with this right now,’’ I said, walking past her.She held my hand. ‘’We’ve been together before we met, raven. I didn’t go behind your back.’’I pulled my hand away. ‘’Stay away from my father,’’ I said and walked away.It felt like ages since I left on this trip to Russia. So many things had gone wrong in just a few days. I had lost the respect I had just earned and I had lost a friend too. I pushed the door open and flung myself on the bed. Strange
The flight back to Italy was quiet, but there was a storm brewing in our minds. I couldn’t look at Bree without being consumed by guilt. I had promised to watch over her, and I had failed woefully. The mission had failed also, and I was at the verge of setting both families into war. How would I face my father and tell him that the mission had failed? How could I explain it without mentioning what happened to Bree?Byron was standing in front of the mansion, anticipating our arrival. I looked at the large smile plastered on his face as our car parked and I felt my heart brea. He was healing well and the bandage over his shoulder had been removed. I was responsible for that too. I looked at Bree.‘’Bree?’’She raised her eyes to meet mine. ‘’Don’t tell anyone yet, please,’’ i said, feeling my voice crack with guilt. She nodded. I touched her hand and rubbed it gently. I was going to make the Bravta guys pay for what they had done to Bree, and the humiliation I had faced..
It was almost 8pm when Dimitri arrived at the hotel. This time, the look on his face was different. It was a sullen look and I was almost too afraid to ask what their search had yielded. They had found Bree, I could tell.‘’We found her,’’ he said, walking into the room and reaching for a bottle of water on the fridge which he emptied. My stomach was in knots. He let out a deep sigh as he dropped the empty bottle on the table. ‘’There was some mix up,’’ he continued. ‘’She was mistakenly taken by some of our men.’’I clenched my teeth. Mistakenly? They were going to pay with their lives if anything happened to Bree. ‘’But we were able to find her.’’ He turned to the man beside him and barked some orders. ‘’She is here with us.’’The door opened and closed as the man stepped out. Few seconds later, I saw Bree being rolled in on a chair. She was in a clean dress and her hair was packed up nicely, but I could see the bruises on her skin and the pain and exhaustion in her ey
My worst fears were beginning to happen. I realised now that saying I had gone to get food was such a bad story. What kind of bodyguard left their ward for two hours in search of food in a strange city?‘’Huh?’’ he asked again, raising his brows. He looked furious. ‘’Is this a plan to destroy whatever alliance we may want with da Vinci? Who are you working with?’’The questions came out in a flurry of words and I was surprised to see the angle with which he was viewing the whole affair. He thought this was a mission to sabotage, that I had planned the kidnap of Bree. I wasn't sure if it was a relief or not.‘’And why did you wait so long before you informed us?’’He stood erect and began to pace. Midway, he turned towards me and a heavy slap landed on my face. It stung to my feet and my hands flew to my face in reaction.‘’When I ask you a question, you respond. Do you understand?’’I was outnumbered. There was no way I could react. I thought of the prosthetic nose. If it
Her phone was unreachable. I paced back and forth in front of the lobby, anger and worry boiling within me. Where could she have run off to without telling me? Why was her phone unreachable? I glanced at my watch. It was just fifteen minutes to the wedding. If we don’t show up, there would be questions. If I showed up without her, there would be questions too.I rubbed off some dust on my forearm as I approached the front desk again.‘’I’m unable to reach her,’’ I said in English. ‘’Can I check the CCTV camera? Maybe someone picked her or something. We don’t know anyone here.’’The woman looked at me blankly and for a second I thought she probably did not understand English. ‘’Give me a moment,’’ she replied in English with a heavy accent.I drummed on the counter as I watched her walk to one of her colleagues. They spoke for a while and I could see them looking at me and shaking their heads. She made a sign that she was going to consult someone else and she disappeared d