All Chapters of The Mafia King's Sweetheart: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

                   'What ya doing?' She asked buoyantly, great, she's back.      'Nothing that concerns you,'      'You look worried, can I help?'      'No.' I deadpanned.      'Come on, two heads are better than one,'      'I rather shoot the extra head,' I said unenthusiastically.      'Oh come on! Getting my help won't kill you. Stop being a sponge brain and let me help you, I have a very commended IQ.'      'No,'      'Please?'      'I said no!' I yelled, slamming my fisted palms on the table. She flinched, pouted and looked at her food, chewing down on her bottom lip. That'll shut her terribl

                Cookie's standpoint                  I sighed as I stared at the door sadly, Bruce was in there tied to a hospital bed. It had been two awfully long weeks, two weeks of frustration. Bruce woke up three days after, but I didn't have the courage to see him, he was there because of me. Ted, that Alpha asshole! He disappeared, never even bothered to check on me once, and it really hurt. The one thing about me is that I never hold grudges on anyone, regardless of what they do to me. I forgive easily, and I think I got it from mother, or maybe it's just me. He went to Florida but was back, never came to see neither me nor Bruce. But why would he? He's an asshole.      'Hey,' Ursula whispered, resting her hea

                Cookie's standpoint                  I dried my hair as I stared at myself in the mirror. I had just washed my hair dye off and went for honey blonde. My natural hair made me look deadly, blonde made me look incredibly sexy if I leave it down in small curls. I smiled at my reflection, I was ready for the day. Ted was going to a farm, his farm, or something, and he asked me to tag along. We hadn't done or seen each other much since the hospital thing, that was five days ago, which was enough time to prepare myself and talk myself out of my decision to destroy him. I had a lot to think about. There's Ursula, his men and Yolanda. Instead, I was working with another plan.          

            Cookie's standpoint            The car stopped at the parking lot of a small restaurant, I was pushing my face into the window in excitement and desperation to jump out of the car and get to eating as soon as possible. Edward's mother found me something “decent” to wear; a plain blue skinny jeans and an oversize white flutter shirt. Trust me, I took a pair of scissors and turned the jeans into a skinny ripped jeans and tied the top tightly until it looked like the one I wore there. Then I wore my cowgirl boots and hat, you should have seen her face when I walked out of one of their bedroom looking sexy.          'Come on,' I urged him impatiently, tugging at his arm, so he would open the door. He gave me a new rule, never step out without permi

                  Marilyn's standpoint (Ursula)                                          I stared at the plasma TV meticulously, eating from my bowl of chips as I watched the movie alone. It really hurt watching it alone, Vee was always there with me, making the movie more interesting. If she wasn't laughing exaggeratedly, she would be hitting me and shouting like a forest girl. When it came to horror movies, she would hold my hands and not scream, be the shoulders I lean on and then after the movie, will tease me for being too jumpy and a wimp.