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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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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
