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Damon sucked on his cigar, watching Jack zip up the last body in the bag. The small room where they were was illuminated by red lights, causing more chill for anyone who passed by that door.Even then, they could still hear the blast of music coming from the main pub as music bounced from wall to wall toward them.Dancing and sweaty bodies gliding against each other, making it hard to pass without coming in contact with the mouth of a drunk straight to your nose If you weren't Don.He glanced at the ceiling, blowing the smoke away. He had been here longer than usual, sorting out business, especially betrayal to the Mafia. And he was surprised there were many of them posing as loyal followers. He stared at the gun in his hand and the bodies on the floor. It came with repercussions.Jack, cleaning his bloody hands on his suit pants, walked towards him, leaving the rest of their men to do the work. Damon offered him a cigar, and he picked one out, sniffing against the brown wrapping."Cap
You Can Run But... Here Comes the Devil (2)
"I missed everything about you, Maya," he continued, trailing the murmurs against her lips, parting the robe with his hands while he planted kisses into her, butterflies dancing in her belly.Suddenly he stopped to look at her face, discomfort tearing at her from every angle. Her head was filled with silent prayers, hoping he wouldn't see her pain and spot the injuries. If Derinem were right, the balm would ensure no scar remained after a day.He stood up straight, and she quickly lowered her face away from the eyes that bore into her face."where's Derinem?"The name sent sparks flying down her neck, making her hair rise. She swallowed and whispered, "I don't know, Maestro."He smiled, folding his sleeves up his arms, "good thing you don't know." He walked to the door, saying, "I'll be back," He was gone, quietly closing the door behind him.She heaved a sigh of relief and sat back gently on the bed, her fingers patting her cheekbone.He was back, her freedom cut short, and something
You Can Run But... Under His Glare
She stood by the window, looking down at Sir Derinem, pushing Luca's wheelchair down to the opened car, and one of Damon's men putting sealed boxes into the booth.It was already evening—in fact, eight on the dot—when Lina bombarded her as she was fixing her cover-up makeup to prepare for bed. Lina had told her that Sir Derinem was leaving, and she was skeptical until she went to the window to see this.She couldn't believe it was happening, opening and closing her eyes against what she knew was reality.Sir Derinem was leaving, going back? Had she done something wrong to make him leave? Was it because of what happened the night before?She heard Lina behind her, banging and zipping away with more force than was needed. Maya was scared she would ruin something or even hurt herself.She knew the girl was angry, and when she turned to see her red face snooping around, looking for a chore to take her anger out on, it was confirmed."Lina?" she called her softly, "are you ok?""No, Madame,
You Can Run But... Ooops
If you're reading this, your prolly wondering what the hell you just read. I made a mistake, uploading a chapter of my second book on this one. and I'm so sorry. wasn't thinking straight.whatever it is I'll make it up to you in any way I can for such costly mistake, some times it can be a pain juggling books at the same time I really hope you understand.you can just ignore it till it's deleted, bad that it's on a weekend and my editor is unavailable. I'm so sorry for any inconvenience causedI'll sort it out as soon as I can. so sorry again.
You Can Run But... His play thing
He played with the silence, making her wait with shaky knees and cold feet, making her crumble while he watched her.His coldness wasn't anything anyone wanted to cross, especially Maya Alfredo, whose warm innocence was about to be quenched by a monster who wouldn't give a damn if she died or not as long as she obeyed him.He sighed, walking to the light switch and touching it. He looked at her, his hair falling over his face, that innocent look he kept hidden spreading over his countenance. "Why don't we answer this question in the dark, Maya?"She was shaking her head, and her hands were reaching up to him when the switch clicked, letting darkness seep in and rendering her blind and at his mercy. Her body shook as she stood in the dark in terror."I ask the questions." She heard him say while she strained her eyes, hoping to make out his outline."Where were you when you got kidnapped?" Judging from his voice, he was still at the switch."I—I—I..." He didn't let her finish; his chuc
You Can Run But... Blast from the past
Maya had a book in hand and sat in the manor's garden, reading through words but still not taking anything in, staring at the brown paper and caressing printed words, but no matter how she tried, her head was still not in it.She couldn't still believe she was in this situation; how in the hell did she even find herself here? A stupid piece of paper with her signature on it ruined her life.She sighed, dropping the book beside her, and wondered what would happen if she left and what was in the papers. But then a man who could waylay the president wasn't someone she wanted to mess with. He was going to destroy her without blinking.Maya stood up, pacing while touching flower petals and blooms. She must admit, Derinem did an excellent job in this garden, turning it from clumps of bushes into something that could make your mouth drop staring at its mashup of colors.He was gone. She had to swallow the bitter truth; he tried to help her, and she ruined everything by roaring allegiance to p
You Can Run But... Obsession
He pushed the papers back into their drawers, hoping to clear his desk before he left this workplace; he needed the air of the outside world anyway. He felt Luca's eyes on him and faced the black orbs, frowning, "What are you looking at?"Luca shrugged, "Nothing much.""good. Didn't want to hear anyway.""You're getting Gretta worried being in this place twenty-four seven," Luca said it anyway, "and you know how she gets when she's worried."Derinem pushed the last pen into the drawer, shutting it, "she's worried I haven't told her how Damon fares.""You're overthinking it," Luca sat up straight, knowing he had brought up a sensitive topic; he could see the pain spreading on Derinem's face."I know, right," he smiled, taking his fingers through his hair, grabbing the glass again, and heading to the booze; he raised his refilled cup to Luca, "sometimes I know I hide from her; what if she reads on my face what happened to her granddaughter?""You have to forgive yourself first, Derinem.
You Can Run But... Downhill
She sat back against the leather seat, feeling freedom's air coming through the window, a little smile on her face. It would be a few hours of laughter before she returned to the manor. She missed Abby anyway; even a minute would be something with her. She only hoped it would be at her place, so they stayed up telling each other dry jokes and boring life stories.She smiled again, looking forward at the cab driver, who hadn't said anything since she entered. In the mood for small talk, she asked, "Where are we going too?"He didn't answer for seconds, maybe annoyed that she wasn't letting him do his job peacefully. "She says it's a surprise."Sorry, ma'am, I don't want to lose my pay."She nodded, feeling thrilled already. Abby always did that anyway, knowing how much she couldn't stand being anxious, and she was constantly teased about it by Abby.She looked down at her full yellow skirt and white top, simply styled so Maestro didn't suspect her too much, but she noticed the discomfor
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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
