All Chapters of The Gangster's Paradise : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

"You mean it is the only painting here of its kind" he was still reeling from astonishment."Yes,Austin created it when he first built his company. And it's the only one of its own. And it can not be duplicated because the master of art himself made sure it shouldn't be" Matilda continued, she was looking straight at Jordan's face, there were different emotions showing."Seems my brother has done so well for himself""That is why being an intern is suitable so that you can learn a lot from him huh!" She patted his shoulder and left him.'Learn a lot from him' his face twitched as he mimicked Matilda. Yes he was going to learn a lot from him but in his own way. Looking at the painting one last time he went into his room."Hey sweetie, what's up?" He said over the phone. He missed Elizabeth so much and since he found out that he is Austin's brother, they had not been talking."I hope you're behaving yourself," Elizabeth said. She was laying down on the bed, wrapped in purple cotton sh

It was early the next day, Kamala was entangled in his bed with his white sheets covering.The rising sun cast a rosy hue across the morning sky. Golden fingers of sunlight lit up his face. He groaned in frustration. Turning off the noisy alarm, he rubbed his face. He had a long day ahead. He didn't know whether he should be glad about whatever he had in mind, but for his happiness he had to.Keeping that aside he put feet on the floor. The soft mat felt soothing under his feet. He stretched a little. He had to hit the gym, it had been a long time since he made use of it. Settling for his black sweatpants,black muscle shirt and grey training shoes he was good to go. When he reached, he started with the dumbbells. His apartment was large; it was almost like a penthouse, so it had almost everything. From there he lifted the lightweights, ran on the treadmill, pushups, a skipping rope and lastly a punching bag, where he seemed to unleash all his frustrations. Punch after punch and the sw

The night was cold, tucked under the woolen dove-grey sky. It was the type of coldness that reached her bones,it felt as if her heart was a door left wide open to the icy wind, slamming only to open it again; yet she sat with a tub of ice cream in her hands, bawling her eyes out."How did my life reach this point?" She stuffed another mouthful of the cold ice cream. Nevena cried, so pitifully that she wished she was a powerful witch to escape from reality, unfortunately that wasn't possible."Hey, are you crying?" Her friend, Bosilca said over the phone when she called her. She was the only person who could listen to her without judging her."Bosi, my life is ruined…i hate it" shoving the tub of ice cream on the table, she buried her face in her palms. She had no inspirations or whatsoever only because of one man she loved."What happened? Tell me sweetie," Bosilca tried coaxing her over the phone. But Nevena wept more, she was so tired from all the emotions clouding her mind, nonethe

Early in the morning, the artistic golden sun got up like a baby and started painting the dark black sky into a bright blue sky. The bright looking milky clouds got up from sleep and started travelling around the sky visiting the wonderful environment. It indicated that the weather was about to be serene and beautiful.A beautiful figure appeared wearing a beautiful sunhat, a floral yellow bum short adorned with printed flowers and a matching crop top. On her feet were white sandals. "My lady, how long are you going to sulk?" The man asked. She didn't look like someone who was going on a picnic on a bright day. She was sulking, with her cheeks puffed."What do you want me to do huh?" She asked back, she didn't like the idea of going to the beach for a picnic. But this insolent man dragged her out. She was tired from everything, even eating had become a problem, she had no appetite."You know you're a strong woman?" The man said."Enrique, I don't want you saying anything about me be

"I told you I can't go back" Nevena lashed. "Even when you know he's in danger?" Enrique asked, not getting the lady at all."I'm ashamed, they must've not forgiven me by now" she said. Plotting to kill him or send him to jail was not one of her best moments, especially when he loved her so much. Treated her like the queen and gave her everything."So what are you going to do, you heard the man, he said his people may have killed him" Enrique said. He didn't like how she was always down."And you're forgetting one thing, junior. Are you willing to keep the baby away from its father?" He leaned back and waited for her decision."No, I'm not planning to. But," "Nevena, there's no but. Just go and see him tell him about the little one huh" he tried convincing her, unfortunately the lady was a hot headed woman, so stubborn and annoyingly persuasive."I really can't go" she stood by her words and went to her room. Caressing her bump, she mumbled some words to it. She was pregnant, her bu