Semua Bab The Mafia King's Sweetheart: Bab 41 - Bab 50

                  Ted's standpoint                 How the mighty falls…            'There is no way in this fucking life that I'm going to step out of this building wearing this rubbish!' I yelled at Cookie, who had a grin on her face. So, eventually, I am to take Yolanda and her out to the amusement park and a long list of things we must do alone and with Yolanda. The worst thing about it all was that she would be the one choosing what I would wear. She turned my beautiful white shirt and pants to pink and now with all the combos of beads and chains and ribbons, I look like a giant walking lollipop!         &nb

               I tapped my temple lost in thought, thoughts of how to get to Ame, what to do to kill him once and for all. I had been trying for years, since he took over his father. The insult, having a child control me; living in fear because of a child. Ame wasn't easy to kill at all, it was easy to have allies and kill his father, but he is a hard wall to crack. I thought Yolanda would do, convinced Rico to abduct her hoping that he would help me fish out his weakness, but the kid is just like her father. Indirect attack, my ultimate strategy. If Ame should find out I was the one encouraging all the idiots to attack him, I would be dead.            'Sir, can I come in?'            'You are already in,' I snarled, puffing out smoke from my mouth. It should

          Cookie's standpoint                  Housewife. That's how I felt watching Ted dress up as he walked around the room, answering phone calls and going through files at the same time. I wasn't helping him with anything, all I did was wake up, exercise, work on my gymnastics and do whatever else comes to mind. I need to do something, need to help him, show him that I can be useful to him in other ways. I wasn't even useful for sexual pleasure since the universe keeps interrupting us with phonecalls from his, Bruce's or Carlos'.            '… I said I will be there in thirty minutes, stop panicking!' He yelled into the phone. 'No, I am not on my way yet, so stop questioning me!' He inhaled and continued walking around. I

                Cookie's standpoint                    I wiggled my nose, something ticklish was rubbing itself against it, it was very ticklish. I pushed the thing away with a giggle and murmured that it leave me alone. I giggled more as the thing trailed all the way to my ear, it was so ticklish.      'Cut it out, Tickle,' I giggled. The thing moved down to my lips, I rolled over and laughed.      'Wake up, sweetie,' I opened my eyes and glared playfully at Ted. He was tickling me with a feather. 'Morning my… Sanity.'      'Your sanity?'      'You owe the key to me yelling one minute and pulling my hair or having me beha

                  Ted's standpoint                    Ever walked with a candy angel? Like a real one on land? Well, you can try Cookie for a start. She wore different shades of pink, too much pink that made her look like an anime candy princess. Why? She wore one of those funny anime puffy gown with different flashy pinks, another type of purplish pink boots that almost reached her knees, gloves, jewelries, beads, hairpins, makeup and the very finishing top, her hair and eye lens for the day were pink. Each pink took either a paler, darker, brighter or neon shade. So yes, she looked like an anime candy princess or pink vomit.           Why I said she is an a