OCTAVIA'S POV I woke up sore the next morning, every muscles in my body seemed to protest as I swung my legs off the bed. None of the training we had was anything compared to what happened last night. The first thought that came to my mind was Aaron, I quickly washed up, got dressed and hurried down the hallway to his room, I didn't even remember to knock as I pushed the door open and stepped inside. There he was, he was awake and sitting up with his back resting against the headboard. The sight of him looking so alive filled me with so much relief, I hadn't realised how scared I was till now. A lot of improvement has happened within the night, it seems. He looks significantly better compared to yesterday, I noticed as I walked up to him. He is color is almost completely back now and the way his lips quirked in a smirk confirmed that he is feeling better. He torso was completely bare save for the bandages covering his middle section and the sight of his bare chest made me pause for
OCTAVIA Mikel gave a slight chuckle but it held no real humor. “Of course, I am scared to imagine what would have happened if he wasn't there, what were you doing in such a place anyway. The don't already own many casinos and club if you wanted to experience night life, you didn't have to do all the way there, see what happened." I clenched my teeth, this feels like a scolding, he didn't let me respond before he continued, "It was a reckless situation. But then again…” He paused, his gaze sharpening, and I braced myself for whatever he was about to say. “You are woman trying to play in a man’s world. Things like this are bound to happen.”I stared at him, the air leaving my lungs for a second. My temper flared. “What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked, my voice icy.Mikel shrugged, as though he were simply stating facts. “You know how it is, Octavia. In the mafia, women don’t usually involve themselves in these kinds of affairs. They get married and help to secure alliances and repa
NARRATOR'S POV Mikel’s fists collided with Cyro’s face over and over again, each blow more forceful than the last. Cyro staggered backwards several times and Mikel still followed after, the young man barely managed to stand upright. His face was battered and bleeding but Mikel's rage is far from appeased. His voice sounded like a low growl as he grabbed Cyro by the shirt and slammed him against the wall. “You had one job!” Mikel barked, his voice echoing in the dimly lit room. “Kill Octavia and that damned bodyguard of hers. And yet, here you are, crawling back to me like a useless dog while she roams around more alive than ever.”Cyro groaned, wiping blood from his split lip. “I’m sorry sir... I—”“Sorry?” Mikel interrupted, his fury boiling over as he landed a vicious punch to Cryo’s stomach, sending the younger man crumpling to the floor. “Do you think sorry is good enough? Do you even realize what’s at stake here? If Lionel catches wind of my plans, if he even suspects what I’m u
Chapter 75I spent most of the day in my room, ruminating over what Mikel had said to me. Something about him gave me the creeps and I knew that I could always trust my guts. Bree said he was my father’s right hand man, his most trusted in the business, but I saw something else in his eyes. There was something that warned me to watch my back whenever he was around.Bree arrived in my room just as I finished dressing up. I was trying to study a book about how the businesses run when she arrived with a tray of cookies. She kicked the door close with her feet and approached the hammock chair.‘’Are you feeling okay?’’ she asked, watching me. ‘’Everyone seems to be in such a terrible mood today.’’I forced a smile. ‘’Is that breakfast?’’She groaned slightly as she lifted herself onto the chair with her hands still holding the tray. ‘’I knew you wouldn’t come for some, so I brought mum’s cookies. You can’t say no to these.’’I crossed my legs in front of me and tucked my feet u
As I looked at her, I wondered if she knew the details of what I went through those six years with Axel. I knew my dad had all the information but it would be so embarrassing if Bree knew too. I returned my gaze to the garden that was just outside my window. I loved this new life that I had, and the power and respect that came with it. I would do anything to make sure it remained mine.Bree sighed deeply. ‘’The flowers are beautiful. I've never had any reason to look at them for this long.’’I met her smiling face and I smiled too. ‘’I’m sorry. I’m not always this gloomy.’’We walked back to the bed. She took my hand and ran her finger over the scar on it. ‘’I hope the mafia doesn’t eventually take you away from me, Octavia.’’ she dropped my hand gently. ‘’I mean, I love the life. I love the house, the clothes, everything but i get scared sometimes.’’I listened. Something had definitely come over her. I wasn’t sure if it was because of her brother's injury or the fact that
I looked better than I had imagined. I ran my fingers between the short bob of hair that bounced as I did. My hair was dyed black with some streaks of green that highlighted my emerald eyes. I swayed my head, enjoying the freedom that came with two thirds of my hair volume gone. Even Bree was impressed.‘’It came out better than I had hoped. You do look good.’’ Her hair was wrapped inside a plastic bag and she had a mask or some sort on her face.‘’What does my new look remind you of?’’‘’A bird,’’ she laughed.She was right. ‘’A raven bird,’’ I said.She hummed, her index finger resting on her chin. ‘’Not what i had in mind, but that works too.’’I sat on the free sofa beside her. ‘’I’m changing my name, bree. I’ll be Black raven from now on.’’ I looked at her. ‘’But you can call me Raven for short.’’She looked amused. ‘’You are doing a pretty good job at transforming your identity, Raven. I like the name. It has the ominous appeal to it.’’I bought a lot of clothes in di
She didn’t seem to be joking. I creased my brows. ‘’Why?’’ ‘’Some things can’t remain the same, Bree.’’ She bent in front of the vanity, admiring her new haircut. She tucked some of the short hair on one side behind her ears and let the hair on the other side fall to frame her face a little. With her skinny stature, she looked like a young boy. A very handsome one. She faced me, her eyes softening, almost begging me to understand her. ‘’I’ll have a lot of enemies because of the mafia, Bree. They won’t get me easily but they’ll hurt people I know. Rose is one of them.’’ She slumped on the bed and crossed her legs. ‘’I won’t forgive myself if something happens to her.’’I nodded, understanding her fully. ‘’We still have to say goodbye though. We can’t just leave without letting her know.’’‘’It’ll be easier on a phone call. I won’t see the way her heart would break when I tell her goodbye.’’I sat beside her, momentarily forgetting the excitement of trying out my new clothes.
Her eyes were closed and her lips were parted slightly. She was making a gentle moaning sound that was sending my skin crawling. ‘’Are you alright?’’ She turned slowly at me and smiled as though I had given her the best compliment of the year. ‘’Wanna find out?’’ she asked.I was in the process of ignoring her, raising my book back to my face when her hand brushed against it, sending it flying to the bed. Before I could recover from that shock, her hands encircled my neck and she drew me towards her. I felt her lips touch mine, then it took it, possessing iit did something to me. It was an emotion I had never felt before. I sat still as she continued with her assault, drawing me closer still and invading my mouth.She pulled away a few seconds later, her cheeks red with embarrassment. ‘’I’m -’’ she started to say, then decided to twist her fingers instead which she was watching with half attention. I picked my book and raised it to my face. I knew when she stood up from t
‘’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
I watched him walk away. I wasn’t sure who he was. I had never met him before.‘’Is that a problem?’’ Bree asked, watching me. I could hear the panic in her voice and I was beginning to regret telling her what I had noticed.‘’I don’t think so. We just need to know they know we’re armed.’’Deciding to have the wedding on a yacht instead of the family house seemed strategic to me. We were far away from where I could get vital information I came all the way for. The only way out of this predicament was to slip away in the middle of the party without raising suspicion. But that would be hard to do since we had a marked table.I picked the glass of champagne and emptied half of it in the vase quickly. Bree raised her brows. I said nothing.Half an hour into the event, I knew all was not well. The wedding had not started. I could see the look of concern on the faces of the women, the hushed whispers and the going back and forths. Perhaps Natalia had escaped just as she had thre
I watched her face twitch with concern as she looked at the photo. I wasn’t sure what was wrong but she seemed quite concerned.‘’Do you know the name of this guy she is getting married to?’’ she asked finally, raising her head from the screen.I shook my head. ‘’No. But i heard he’s like a distant cousin.’’The Bravta guys had done it before. In fact, I had heard there was a time one of the Dons married his sister. It was hard to believe that something like that could be happening in the twentieth century.She furrowed her brows again and looked at the photo before stretching the phone back to me.‘’Is there any problem?’’ I asked. ‘’It seemed as though you know him or something.’’She shook her head and pulled the duvet over her head. With Octavia, it was best to just trust her blindly. It was one of the few things I was learning with her. Whenever she didn’t want to give information about something, it was for the best. I looked at the photo one more time before responding