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You Can Run But... All gone
She heard the car speed past the truck after making a turn that had her almost sprawled on the floor.Where was he taking her, too? She looked down at his side, seeing his gun wasn't in place, but it was going to be easy to strangle and drown her in any place of his choice.Nobody was going to ask him questions.She sat still now, struggling to hold the gasps that fell from her tongue each time they passed cars without crashing into them.He drove like a lunatic, eyes dead and jaws clenched, reminding her of Milo.The road they were on now was deserted, and he slowed down, making a turn into another dirt road where there was a line building in which colored lights twinkled like little stars.He stopped right in the middle of the compound, where they were parking mostly trucks, and turned off the ignition. Then he climbed out of the car and went over to her side.He yanked open the door and dragged her out by her arm, fingers digging into her flesh and pulling her towards the entrance
You Can Run But... Pain Atonement
She heard the hoots and the cat calls as she slid down the pole, her legs twirling around it, using it to hold down her weight, trying to ignore the pain she felt in her bones and legs. It did hurt so much to be taking three shifts, especially on the third day, waking up at 4 a.m. and sleeping at 11 p.m. She was so exhausted that sometimes she skipped meals. Right now, she raked her fingers through her hair, desperate to look sexy so they wouldn't throw things at her because she didn't satisfy them enough. That wasn't what she wanted. Besides being the new girl, she was the new star, making a lot of profit that she would never see, much less lay her hands on. She felt weak, she felt sick, she shivered, slowly catching a fever, and she'd noticed the bruising on her lower lips that morning as she applied her lipstick. But she couldn't fall right now. She needed to work because that was what he wanted. I'll break you, Gia... And he was slowly breaking her, slowly making her give it
You Can Run But... Brewing
His eyes were swollen, his nose needed to be put back in its place, his mouth was bruised, and he wondered how he didn't lose a tooth already. He was going to need tons of medical attention if he survived this.Speaking of surviving, Milo cocked the gun. Staring at him overhead, Zayne could feel his hand tremble; he knew Milo was going through his pain and this was the only way to take it out."If you were any other person, if you were a soldier instead of a Don, you would have been dead. Dad wouldn't think twice before burying a bullet in your face.""Yeah," Zayne muttered, "the reason we all need you is to put everyone in their place, Milo. Shut your eyes and pull it.""Then you'll be dead, stupid.""That's the goal, right?"They both stayed still, Milo's eyes on his brother. No one understood how badly it had felt hearing of Matteo's death; he hadn't shown it, couldn't show it; he just watched everything go lifeless.Then he learned it was due to the carelessness of his brother; he
You Can Run But... Private Show
Matteo was buried on a Tuesday, At first, it had looked sunny—a bright day for any occasion. Maya had said that when it was this bright, it meant the spirit was going straight to heaven.Until the body had to be laid on the ground, there was a heavy downpour, the cloud went dark, and the wind was restless.It was not expected, especially when the weather reports had predicted sunlight for two days straight. The rain was so sudden that Milo joked to his mother about Matteo still going to heaven.Zayne wasn't part of the jokes, and everyone noticed and left him alone. Even during the heavy downpour, he still stood close to the grave, ignoring Nico and Alexa, who stood next to him and tried to change his mind about staying under the rain.They gave up and left just the same way the others had. Zayne was in front of the tombstone, watching the rain beat down on it, trickling down from his hair and down to his eyebrows; he was soaking wet. But then he knew this could be the last time, mayb
You Can Run But... Bad to me
I didn't know if to get angry or scared at what was being ordered for me to do. My legs felt as if hearing the requests too was threatening to give way from under me, and coupled with the drugs that had me hazy and so strained, it was taking all my willpower to keep my eyes open.I didn't have a choice; I knew that. This was his domain, and right now I was under his scrutiny. I tried to push away the nervous feeling because I knew that was what he wanted, and whatever he wanted, he got."Okay." My heart laced with fear, I nodded, trying to hide the trembling. "I'll do it."Freda nodded sympathetically. "I'm sorry, Gia. I tried to talk to him, but he wouldn't listen."I turned to find him crossing his legs, eyes on me, making me uncomfortable, but he didn't know he was in for a challenge, for I wasn't going to crumble as easily as he thought.Walking back to the pole, feeling my sore knees, I noticed the music in the background and began to move, trying to look as flawless as I could,
You Can Run But... Bad to me (2)
The woman looked disturbed sitting in front of him; more times than most, she looked up at the clock and then at the table, fighting hard not to lock eyes with a Don who looked demonically disturbed."You do not know who Gia Venditti is?"She shook her head, "I know I might get in trouble for not covering her up like boss Aaron asked me to," she blinked, "but I can't let you keep on being deceived, Don.""Keep going," he nodded."Gia works for the cartels; she let Aaron talk her into going undercover in your manor, Don." She was stuttering, "Aaron thinks that by taking down Cosa Nostra, he will get favors from Sir Venditti."Zayne chuckled at the words replaying in his head, "take down the Cosa Nostra," he repeated, and the woman nodded, "Do you have any idea where Aaron might be?"She shook her head, "No, sir, even before Venditti went into hiding, he was nowhere to be found."Zayne ran his fingers through his hair, leaning back against the seat. He tried his best not to be consumed
You Can Run But... Uncalled Visitor
I opened my mouth to scream, and he clasped his hand over it, his other hand crossing his lips, motioning for me to stay quiet. Anger surged through me. I felt the heat coming up from my belly, up to my chest, and about to spill out of my lips if it wasn’t for his hand over my mouth. I thought of biting and screaming at the top of my voice, attracting attention, so he would get caught by the soldiers waiting outside my ward. like, how did he even slip past Zayne’s soldiers in the first place, and how badly did he want to die? I whipped my head away from his palm, glaring at him and not even bothering to tone my voice down. "Imagine having the guts to show your face to me, Aaron." He looked sad suddenly, "I guess I deserved that," he held my hands again, "but before you write me off, Gia, hear what I have to say, listen to my side of the story, and then whatever your judgment is, I’ll take it." I turned to the side so I wouldn’t see him, my hatred for him intensifying as he was cl
You Can Run But... Tangled
Maximo watched his boss's back as he walked out the door. his hand sweeping through his hair before he walked up to her, who had her eyes on the ceiling and her hands folded across her chest. He should give it to her; she did have a lot of nerves talking back at the Devil of Rome, raising her chin at him, matching his anger with defiance, despite knowing he had her life in his hands. Walking up to her, he reached his hand forward to help her down from the bed, but she ignored his outstretched hands, climbing down from the bed herself. He swallowed his annoyance. "I'll give you a piece of advice, ma'am." Maximo began, "Maybe if you stop running your mouth and acting like you could take him down, then he may pardon you." She turned to him with a raised brow and said, "And do I look like I give two fucks ab..." He touched his side, and she kept the remaining words to herself, looking away to the wall, and began to walk outside, the light white gown hugging her naked body underneath.
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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
