All Chapters of MAFIA RULES: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

***     When I wake up, I’m at home. In my room at the mansion. My mouth feels dry and taste bitter. I throw the blanket off and drag my body to the bathroom I move slowly but I don’t feel sick anymore.  Godfather Alonzo and Greco are dead.  As I shower, I try to wrap my head around all that crazy. Because that’s what it was crazy.  But N

Past… “I’ve got an excellent idea,” I say after taking a deep breath, a wide grin on my face, the phone on speaker beside me on the table as I bring a teacup to my lips, I am still smiling as I blow on liquid for a second before bringing it up for a sip, I smack my lips, frowning a little as I add another half spoon of sugar, looking at Maria out the corner of my eye to ensure she doesn’t see me exceeding the required daily sugar intake recommended, she’s nothing if not anal about these things. I wouldn’t say I was a sugar lover in particular. Sweet things? Yes, but sugar? I didn’t think so, these days, between my mother, Gianna my best friend, Dr. Andera, and Maria to watch my every move and every single morsel I put in my mouth? I feel like I'm under siege sometimes. Maria will first of all do a mental calculation, Is it nutritious enough? Healthy enough? Then contact Andrea for confirmation then we can know if it can be included in my diet. And did I mention my husband gave t

The first thing I wanted to do when the idea came to me this morning during my walk in the garden was to find my phone and shoot a quick text to Niko. But I talked myself out of it, mostly because I hadn’t exactly figured out what I wanted to go into then, I also wanted to share my splendid idea with my friends, and now I’m glad I did because my conversation with them helped me gain perspective. Now that I have, I’m tempted to the so again. But the concerns raised by Eva and Gianna are quite sound and I wouldn’t want to rush into anything, thereby shooting myself in the foot. Because they’re not exactly wrong. He might very well say no. Niko can be difficult sometimes. Obviously, I have to approach this rationally. By buttering up my husband. I would try to be sly about it but Niko always sees me coming from a mile away, might as well be very straightforward, with some bribery of course to sweeten things up a little. I mean who doesn’t like a little bribery? ** Maybe I s

For the next three days, I pour myself into researchingeverything I can find on event planning and management. From papers, to journals and watching videos I find on the internet.The week after that, I’d get up in the mornings, after my walk and breakfast. I continue studying from where I left off the day before in my balcony where I’ve set up my computer, some stationary I ordered from Amazon and snacks. Taking notes and jotting things down, reading from ebooks. Its amazing how much you can learn online, everything you need is literally at your finger tips these days, it’s a wonder why people go t collages.I suppose to earn a formal degree, but the internet is really informative.Everyone imagined I would have moved on from the idea after a few days but I was determined to prove them wrong. On the third week I found and registered for an online course. I’d just round of with my studding for the day and on video call with my mama as I inform her on my doctors appointment earlier,

I continued with my studying for the next few days that followed. Excluding weekends, of course, I can’t seem to get anything done when I know he’s home. As I am, my emotions are all over the place and Niko is being very patient with me, I rope him into playing card games with me and Marie-Lu one Saturday, and the little girl anxious at the start, her cards clued to her lips, looking away from him as I explain the rules of the games to Niko, most of them made up by Marie-Lu and I, of course. Halfway into the game, she begins to relax, enough to win the first round, I win the next hand and Niko wins the next three. Gasp! So Marie-Lu and I gang up on him in the next hand, even resorting to hid cards behind me, tossing a wink at Marie-Lu to go with it when she frowns, she nods with a small smile. He still managed to win. I'm trying not to let the frustration get to me as we lose yet another hand, a smirk on his lips as he picks up the decks, shuffling it between his fingers, a diffe