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You Can Run But... Help (2)
The chatterers weren't stopping, even though most were jotting notes on their pads, but it seemed they still had many other questions to ask. And the good Don was all ready to answer whatever it was.She held his arms, whispering, trying to hold back tears, "Maestro, no, please."He turned to look at her, his palms on the side of her head. "I hope you had a nice time with Abby, Maya.."She shook her head, her voice heavy. "I swear it's not what you think."He turned to the press, the smile on his face, and he walked away, pulling her along with him, not rough enough for the press to see, just enough for her to feel his rage.She hurried to keep pace with him, but the heels weren't helping much."Smile!" He orderedAnd she did just that, except it was so raggedy that she, too, didn't trust how her face looked."Maestro, listen to me; it's not what you think; I swear, I was set up.""I noticed. Those boxes look like yours, Maya."She gasped as he pressed his fingers, making her wince, "S
You Can Run But... Escape
"What do you mean she ran away?" Damon pressed the phone to his ear, his eyes blazing but the sound of his voice as calm as ever."Capo, she cut herself, and I...""You had just one job; take her to the manor.""Capo I...""Find her, George; you have twenty-four hours," he ended the call, glaring at the wall and finally up to the painting sitting pretty yet wild.And she just kept testing him.***********Her fingers twitched at the same time she felt her lashes flutter. Even in her unconsciousness, she could feel the strangeness of the atmosphere.Maya squinted in a yellow-illuminated room. What appeared to be stranger was the ceiling, which felt closer to her face than usual.Her lids snapped fully open, and her eyes met the far end of the small room; seeing no blue-colored walls and a thoroughly white, shining bulb, she frowned. Where were the silky, dark curtains?Sitting up, she winced as her wrist sent shooting pains into her body, making her eyes blur with tears. She fixed all t
You Can Run But... Sabotage
The following morning, the yell of men packing loads and decking trucks with tent tools had her standing up from the bed, pushing the net away, and coming out of it.She was limping. She just noticed that her clothes were still bloody, her eye was blood red, and her hair was scattered from the night before. She was quite a sight, and the men couldn't help but take a second glance at her.Ignoring them, she walked around the campsite, her eyes falling on the ashes of the bonfire from last night. Most of the tents were brought down, and only a few remained. She hurriedly ran to avoid two men coming towards her with a metal pole in hand.Maya gripped the sides of the skirt, watching the struggle and bustle. She couldn't wait to be in the truck, telling all of this bye.She looked to her side, seeing the little boy she had seen last night with a little past middle-aged man overseeing the packing.The boy held his hand, playing around him, not even intimidated by his rock-hard face.She di
You Can Run But... Death's Bride
She sat on the car seat, gazing out the window as the road became familiar. The morning was suddenly cold and uncomfortable, and her stomach was churning and burning at the thought that she was returning to him.Sure was the worst way to get your hopes smashed to pieces; she shut her eyes so she couldn't feel the car swerving back to the manor.But it only made her feel the burn on her cheeks the more, and it felt sore against the car that she had to sit up, forcing her neck to stay still.This was the shortest journey she had ever been on, even though the quickest route was taken. When Maya saw the gate of the manor, she retreated into her emotionless self. It was the only part that could survive him.He was on the patio waiting, and when he saw the car drive by, he only stood by, watching the car park to the side of the compound.George came down, buttoned his suit just fine, and came over to open the door for her. His hateful eyes met hers as she stepped out of the car, praying she
You Can Run But... Death's Bride (2)
"Smile a little, Madame, you see as you walk to your funeral," Lina said, wholly frustrated with Maya, who refused to smile after her makeup was done, staring straight at the mirror and ignoring the beauty she reflected. All she could see was him, inhaling him wherever she went, his aura enveloping her like nature's air. It had been three days since she was dragged back to the manor—three days of preparations and constant questions, most of which she didn't answer, leaving the planners perplexed about how to carry out Don's order of "Whatever Donna says." Three days of him staying out and she staying in, barely eating anything and staring out the window into space, her thoughts racing like a freight train. Good thing he was never around these days, even when Maria had come over-excited at the prospect of a wedding with the news that Gretta and Derinem had sent their apologies for not being able to come. Was she relieved? Yes, she was; it was a lot of solaces. She couldn't imagine
You Can Run But... Donna
NOTE; THIS CHAPTER HAS TRIGGERS. *********MAYA'S POVHe wrapped his fingers around my throat, tilting my head back against his chest, his other fingers tracing my breast down to my abdomen."Everyone has a dark side," he whispers, "and you are mine, do you know?" The pressure tightened around my neck, making me gasp and swallow, my breaths getting shallow. "You're the first thing I think of when I wake up and the last when I close my eyes.""Let me go," I cried, afraid of his whispers; it was getting furious and psychotic. "Please let me go.""Can't you see?!" He held the nape of my neck, turning me around to face him, "Can't you see it's fucking all about you?"The anger that welled up in his eyes had all my sounds stuck in my throat; he was a demon, that's it: a psychopath and everything in between. And I had been forcefully drawn to his world."Now," he hovered above me, "do you want it easy or hard? I'm all up for it, Maya. I'm all up for you."Nothing about him was going to be e
You Can Run But... Donna (2)
Authors POV She shook her head slowly, bringing her hair back to her face again. She pushed them away, her sobs resuming furiously, "I didn't do it, Anna did, and I was forced to agree to it because... " He had his hands on her shoulders, and she gasped, "Anna? Your sister," She nodded in desperation, searching his eyes so he would believe her. Her petite frame was under his glare. Before he turned, she thought she saw guilt on his face. Looking up at his stiff back and down to his clenched fist, she could see he was fighting the urge to believe her. "You were there; she wasn't; you saw it; she didn't; quit the lies, Maya. It's fruitless." She inhaled, staring at his back; it surprised her the hurt she heard in his voice; he just found out she was innocent, and he was guilty of everything he did to her; did he hurt too? But why not admit it? "I couldn't forget about it. It stuck in my head, and all I wanted to do was turn it off, so I wrote it down in my journal." "Why did yo
You Can Run But... Not Yet
Alfredo Petra hugged his coat around his body immediately after he climbed out of his car in Don's Manor,He looked up at the sky, seeing it darken, and knowing the rain was about to come down in torrents, he hurried up to the terrace in Don's Manor.Whatever the reason for Don's calling him over when he could have just sent a message, Was.... unnerving.It had to be good. For years he had been loyal to the godfather and now to his sons, who were even more ruthless than him.Going as far as to lay low as an underdog during the investigation of the president's son's death, taking all leads in the wrong direction so they didn't point to Don's sister.It seemed his hard work had finally paid off, and soon he would be second in rank, next to the Don. All it took was Don saying it.He sighed in happiness, removing his hat and holding it in his hands as he walked through the hallway with Don's men escorting him to their boss, each at his side, in black suits and holding a gun.It seemed like
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You Can Run But... pheww (2)
Heyyyyyyyyy I'm pretty glad I'm done with those two. I'm hurting too. Being the Don's Obsession is finished now as the second book in the series, "Angels for the Demons." Gianna Venditti and Zayne Xavier, this has to be the easiest book I've ever written, all thanks to you all for taking out time to comment and bug me. Lol, I love that too.Mint Mocha, you deserve a special chapter. I think I hurt you the most. Lol.To be clear, there were few terms Zayne used that weren't understood, like when he said, "I can't get enough blues in my life." Well, that's about their eyes. Gianna has blue eyes, the same as Jane.The Nico book is in the works, and I'm still not sure when it's coming out yet, but keep your fingers crossed, for that will also be a wery bumpy wide.I can't give out the name yet, maybe because I haven't settled on any, and that's the hardest part.Sorry for the grammatical errors; I'll work on that.Once again, thank you for the gems, the stars, the comments, and even the
You Can Run But... Bit uh sweetness
Gianna blinked, facing the immaculate white walls and the beeping that sounded far away. Unable to feel her body, she decided she was in heaven.Only heaven could feel this painless; only heaven could feel this safe, well, heaven and Zayne's presence, but since he wasn't in sight, maybe she was in heaven.She waited for the angels to take her into paradise, wipe the tears from her eyes, and tell her she would be okay, that the earth was never her place anyway, that she'd fallen.The image of Axel holding the sledgehammer with a sick smile while watching her scream in agony had tears filling her eyes. She was never meant for this brutal and sinful world anyway.She wondered if Zayne would find her dead body. She wanted to cry out for him, tell him she was sorry she had gone off track, and cry that she didn't deserve him, but it was too late; she was dead.Or was she..."I had a feeling you'd open those eyes today." She turned to see him sitting on a chair beside her bed, looking into h
You Can Run But... Touch of death
He drove hard, he went fast, his wet cloth clung to his body as he cursed at the car for not moving more quickly than it was doing, and he slammed hard on the steering wheel, flying past the few trucks on the way."Gia..." He whispered in the car, one hand dragging his hair back, Axel's voice ringing.'Run, Zayne, or not; either way, she won't make it.'Cartel's quarters, he breathed hard. The last time he had gone there was the first time their paths had crossed, and now it seemed it would be their last.He pushed off the negative thought. He had to think positively; he fucking had to think positively, but knowing Axel and his anger toward her, he hoped he didn't get there too late.He was alone on the road, in the dark stormy night, with lightning striking and thunder rumbling, and all he could think of was how scared she would be, how wounded, how dead. He swallowed."Goddamn you, Axel!" He gritted his teeth and groaned and swore that if Axel touched a hair on her body, he'd make s
You Can Run But... Little revenge
She struggled to open her eyes, but each time she did and the bulb overhead hit her, her head ached so badly she had to shut it again; she felt like she was running in a maze of blurs."She's coming awake," she heard the voice, and she snapped her eyes wide open, coming face to face with Axel, who was sitting opposite her. When her eyes met him, he smiled.The thud of her heartbeat was loud now as she quickly looked around for a place of escape."Welcome home, Bonbon," Axel laughed. "I told you we'd meet again, didn't I? Heard Zayne fuck another pussy?" He settled back on the pink couch and asked, "Is that why you went running?"Her color drained when she saw she was back at the cartels' mansion in her room, tied up on a wooden chair while he sat on her pink couch, staring at her in the face with a psychotic smile on his lips.He raised her phone, "Amara has been calling; she says she's sorry, and why are you not in her apartment?" He snapped his fingers in front of her face, "Gianna,
You Can Run But... Little hurt
The next seven days had her stuck in her room, glaring at the window time and again, her eyes falling to her ring wrapped around her fingers, reminding her of the hurt.She cried until she couldn't cry anymore, clutching at her chest, wanting to rip out the damn organ, refusing to heed that it was only needed to get blood out.When she wasn't by the mirror, she was curled up on the bed, listening to her stomach groan in protest at being the one carrying the load of her heart.The manor had gone quiet, and day in and day out, she could feel him by her locked door, pleading for her to open up and let him in so they could sort things out.But she wasn't ready to decide what she was to do yet.He'd pounded on the door forcefully the first day, yelling at her to understand and listen to his explanations: "Gianna, I didn't do it; I'd never do it. Gianna, I detest that you don't believe I'd never hurt you! Gianna!!"That wasn't it; she had considered it and concluded that he was speaking the
You Can Run But... Chaos
Author's POV. He had a hand stuck in his hair, pushing back while glaring at the smirk on her face. Alexa looked so proud of herself, and Gia couldn't stop staring; she was frozen."So darling," Alexa whispered, and he could see Gia wince. "Now that she knows I'm three months pregnant, what will we do about it? It's a boy, your flesh, and.....""Shut your mouth," he snapped at her, then walked over to Gia, holding her shoulders, "Gia, I should have told you; I wanted to; listen, it's not what you think, I swear."She struggled to open her lips and get a word out, but she was stuck. Alexa appeared pregnant, so it was apparent she wasn't lying about that one, and that confidence on her face was beginning to scare her."Did you..." Gia started, but then she swallowed, hating how shaky her voice sounded, and asked, "Did you sleep with her?"He shook his head, "It's not that sim...""Oh liar," Alexa rolled her eyes, coming closer, "he fucked me, Gia, like an animal. You can get your bag
You Can Run But... Perfect chaos (2)
GIA'S POV.He had his back towards me, his tensed shoulders visible with the singlet he wore, his hand gripping the phone as he gritted into it, and he grabbed the chair before him."No," I could sense his irritation, "I thought we agreed on keeping things clear; what the fuck do you want now?"When he had that tone on, it worried me, for slowly, he began to withdraw into himself, and it took a ton to get him out. Whatever it was that was behind that phone had a hold on him.Most of what was said lacked content; they repeated the exact words, and this was the third time he picked up the phone.I encircled my hand around his waist, placing my cheek on his back, sighing when I felt him loosen up; sometimes, this was the only comfort he needed.He slammed the phone back on its hold, glaring down at it, but soon it was ringing again.I held his palm before he grabbed it, and he looked into my face.I raised a brow, "who's that?"He narrowed his eyes to the wall, but I brought it back on my
You Can Run But... Perfect chaos
2 MONTHS LATER..."I don't want a dress!" Jane stomped her foot on the ground, glaring at the blue ball gown Gia held in front of her like it was mold. "I want a suit like Zayne."Gia inhaled deeply, glaring at the top of the girl's head, unsure of what to do next, for she had tried everything, including threats of no dessert or no more outing, but Jane retained her stand.All thanks to Zayne, she breathed fire, spoiling the girl rotten and always giving her what she wanted when she wanted it, and Jane, knowing she had him wrapped around her fingers, also knew there were no limitations to what he could do for her."Why didn't you tell me all this when you watched me pick this out for you?" Gia had a stern look on her face.And that had Jane melting, with fake tears filling her eyes.Gia groaned, looking at the clock on the wall above the door; just an hour remained, and she was still in her robe, her hair still curled in rolls, with no sign of beginning her preparations before the banq
You Can Run But... Owning him
A week later and the room had him most of the hours of the day.Shame Guilt When he appeared to have everything in order, Sins called out and reminded him how much he didn't deserve Gianna.He tried to tell her several times what had happened that night when he believed she was gone. Tried to tell her when he held her hand during a walk on the beach with Jane in front of them...But then, losing her again wasn't what he wanted. He'd never been so afraid; he had never been so threatened.Alexa had called him two days after that night, and he could hear Nico's voice in the background; the call was filled with whispers and secrets."Don't get worked up, Zayne," she'd laughed over the phone, "that night was all I wanted; I promise not to tell anyone.""Your words don't mean sh*t, Alexa.""It hurts; that is all you can say after the best night of my life," she sighed. "Besides, I'm ready to let you go; you won't see me anymore; it's your fucking loss."That was the last he heard from her
