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You Can Run But... Good girl gone Bad (2)
Who was it going to be for then? He watched her back at the far end of the room, suddenly looking like a demon, her confident allure evident with every movement of her body. She wasn't the girl who had left Don's room just now. This woman, whoever she was, was different. "So, whom are the papers for?" She turned to him, a dark smile on her beautiful lips, "For an old friend. An ex. My sister's groom, a family friend." Her laughter echoed in the room: "He is a lot of things: even a liar and a cheat." "Are you okay, ma'am?" He was about to reach for her when she raised a finger. "I'm fine. Very good. Okay, at the prospect of what's to come, because it will be interesting, Luca," the fire in her eyes lowered, and she tipped her head to the side so innocently, "I just need you to help me." He nodded, stepping forward with his hands resting against his zipper. "I'm all at your service, ma'am; anything you want me to do?" "A lot of things." *** He kicked the door of the pub closed w
You Can Run But... Under Her Fire
He frowned at the paper and then back at her, trembling at the sight of the evidence piled in a huge file, ready to ruin him. He swallowed hard. "Where did you get this?" She patted her hair carefully, pushing back invisible strands. Who the heck was this woman, and what the hell was she doing in Maya? "It's hard for anyone to turn a request down when money gets involved; I advise you to clean your circle," she said, studying her nails, "Manuel, you can tear those if you want; I have more than a hundred copies." "Maya, why are you doing this? What do you want from me?" Her eyes flared, and she sat up, face to face with him, "How dare you ask me that? How dare you?" "Boss," she heard Luca's comforting tone and stayed still. Then she took a deep breath, fell back on the car seat, and crossed her legs, revealing a slit down the sides, showing long, creamy thighs. "In a way, I'm helping Anna, stopping her from getting married to a leech for a husband. But all the same, Manuel, the sm
You Can Run But... The Devil in her
When Luca knocked on her door two days later with a cell phone in hand, dialing Manuel, it was a thrill for her to hear the fear in his voice.It seemed he was with Anna when the call came through, for she heard the background noise change immediately from rowdy to quiet while he spoke in a hushed tone."Maya, come on! You can't hold a grudge that long; you can't be asking me to call off the wedding with your sister!"She tightened the robe around her body, feeling empty of emotions as she stared at the painting in Maestro's room. She had to keep this going, or she would fall back on her own words."Oh my God, I didn't know she was my sister." Her sarcasm was evident. "How did you know?" Then she snapped, "Listen here, Manuel; I've given you enough time, and tomorrow is the wedding.""How will she feel if I call everything off a day before the wedding?""I don't care a bit, *Barbie*" She pushed her hair behind her ear, hearing his frustrated sighs, "Will you or will you not do it?""Ok
You Can Run But... The Devil in her (2)
Her fist clenched and unclenched, standing right there. She turned to look at Manuel, who had his eyes wholly on Anna. Maya scoffed. Anyone who didn't know would want what Anna had.She felt tired just standing there watching her betrayal take place; seems the alcohol had also kicked in, for she had to shake her head several times to keep the focus on everything going on.No way she was going to let this damn wedding take place. No damn way she would make that bastard make a fool out of her! He would receive the repercussions, even if it meant using her blood. She moved out of the bench, slowly past people who seemed offended that her wobbly legs couldn't stay in place. And therefore protested. she did not go that far when Luca held her wrist.She turned quickly to look at him, and she was met with his stern expression."What do you think you are doing, Maya?" He pulled her back gently, forcing her to sit back on the bench, then bent his face to hers "look here, Maya! I was asked to b
You Can Run But... Turn of Event
Maybe it was her distrust with her ears, or the gun pointed at her face, and she hoped he pulled the trigger; perhaps it was how her mother's face suddenly looked sober, avoiding her gaze, or even how Anna's mouth opened like a goldfish.Who am I?"Dad," Anna's sober voice was curious. "Dad, is it true?"Alfredo's eyes were still on Maya when he spilled, "Yes, Anna, she's not your sister. She's your cousin."It all made sense—why she never felt part of a family that she grew up thinking was hers, the hatred, the frequent degradation. It all boiled down to this.Her clear voice came up, a little slurred, making her wonder if it was her talking or the alcohol. "All this time you made me feel like shit was because I wasn't one of you." She laughed, and Alfredo's gun lowered. "I wish I had known this sooner, Alfredo!"Murmurs swept through the crowd. The woman came forward; her shiny blue dress and beautiful makeup didn't do enough to hide the disdain on her face."He is still your father,
You Can Run But... Where is Maya?
Derinem stared at the scene with two of his men, watching the tattered bushes that seemed odd because of the part where Luca had been found, bleeding from his head and shoulders.His heart tightened as his heartbeat increased. Who would have done this? Shot Luca and kidnapped Maya. It wasn't just any kidnap game, for there has not been any call whatsoever. And the men have not left a single piece of evidence that would point them out.He had always felt this could end like this, but how could he have known it could? He remembered how jumpy and cold he had felt when he heard Luca groan and Maya's struggle scream; he recalled how helpless he had felt, not able to do anything, staring at the phone.The men stood behind their Don, watching him gaze at the crime scene, taking all his willpower not to pick up a gun and crash at Alfredo's crib. Not trusting himself, he had sent soldiers to grace the place instead of him.He raked his hands through his hair. He couldn't stop feeling responsib
You Can Run But... Where is Maya (2)
She could not mistake that voice for anyone else, though she had heard it just a few times, and even though he and Damon's sounded a lot alike except for the tone, it was easy for her to decipher who it was.She swallowed, relieved a little that it wasn't Don Damon. If it was, a bullet in the back of her head would have been proof.Allysia trembled, his warning echoing in her ears, "I won't ask twice..." He knew then, and he knew she knew. But she only knew. She couldn't do anything about it."Allysia..." He growled urgently as she felt the cold tip press into her head again."Plea—please do—don't kill me.""Your cooperation determines that," he withdrew the gun from her head, "now drive."Her sober voice was puzzled: "Where?""To where the fuck you were about to go, damnit!"She started the ignition immediately, and even though her hands trembled on the steering wheel, she drove onto the road to the familiar route.She looked up at the rearview mirror, catching a glimpse of him. Seein
You Can Run But... Presidents Son
Maya watched him stare at the picture a little more, and in those few seconds, her fear grew so much that it was becoming painful even to breathe. She wouldn't be alive in a moment; she just knew it.She watched him move to the picture and pick it up, turning it and facing it downwards.Maya felt pity for the man; she could see the raw pain in his eyes; no wonder he hadn't moved on yet."You see, Maya. If you ask people, what do you think of President Giovanni?" He pulled his jacket, threw it on a sofa, and proceeded to undo his cuff. "Some say he's a good man, generous, blah blah," he shrugged, "but some say he's a monster! The side of me experienced determines that."Maya shook her head, trying to stop her chest from heaving so severely that she thought she would get a heart attack.His shirt sleeves folded to his arm, he stood before her, his fist clenched, his salt and pepper hair cut in a low cut. He was a fine man; he didn't look acceptable to her then."Who killed my son?"She b
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