All Chapters of THE DESPISED SON-IN-LAW; Mafia Boss Heir: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

BlakeApart from Gerald’s yelling and reminder who was boss, I was also used to physical abuse. Mrs. Wallace's slaps but that morning it was the hardest she had ever slapped me. If I was keeping count correctly, it was her tenth slap on my right cheek since we met. I can't count how many times she sent a shoe flying at me or sometimes anything she was holding in her hands. She once threw a knife at me because I was staring at her lustfully. Well, she was right but it was not intentional, I thought she was Tessa whenever they decided to dress like teenagers it was hard to tell them apart without looking them in the face. But I blame the make-up.From the Manor I went back to my crib. There were only two things I could be doing at any time, if not working it was reading. That morning while trying to wash off the emotional damage caused by the feminine slap I grabbed a copy of my favorite novel. As much as I thought I was used to her slaps every time she did slap me and all the Wallace's

The butlerWhile going to Blake's crib I stumbled into the Boss angrily marching from the same direction. As the family butler I enjoyed some freedom around him thanks to our relationship that was almost brotherly that meant I was allowed to ask him questions, give my opinion and unsolicited advice sometimes. All of it because I was his eyes when he was not watching, his brain when he was not thinking and his ears when he was not listening. Running the family business and his estate was too much for him to handle alone. It wouldn't have been if Gabriel was not a crackpot and if he gave Blake a chance."Boss...""Piss off Clive am not in the mood" he said going past me.And yeah, he was the only one who called me by name. Occasionally when he was angry and we were alone. Blake met me halfway."You have the address?" He asked looking and sounding relaxed."Yes, what was that? Why was the boss...?”"It was nothing, please can I have her address?""I

BlakeThe time I spend with the butler was worth the reprimand and a hurl of abuses that were waiting for us both. Surprisingly they came from Tessa. She reminded both of us who was paying our salaries, whose food we were eating and whose car we were enjoying. If we paid for oxygen she would have switched it off just to prove her point. Thank God it was and still is free. After a boring supper with the employees in the common room, which I took all alone since none of them wanted to share a table with me, I bade them good night-a few mumbled back the rest just glared at me as I walked out. On my way to my crib my phone beeped. Took one look at it and I smiled. A: Thank you for the money, I really pray that you get where you want to be. After in depth thinking I have identified a market gap and decided to open a grocery store. Thank you and good nightRegards, AnitaI found myself smiling. That was before I hit hard on the access gate coulomb, ev

Tessa You remember when I said sex might have rekindled something that I thought was buried in the core of the earth? Maybe it hadn't he had just put his filthy hands on my father. That was unforgivable. That one I could tell he was guilty even before dad gave us the story. He was violent even though he had never laid his hands on me, Blake was a former street kid, synonymous with all kinds of violence and drug abuse. Something’s didn't just change and go away no matter how much we try to believe people, if they did it once they can do it again. That morning it occurred to me that I was wrong about everything.Wrong about buying a blender from his shop, about using it recklessly and going back in there again. I was totally wrong agreeing to go on that stupid date with him in his office and letting my heart decide for me. "What happened dad?" Mum was helping me take him upstairs. After that punch he needed rest and some first aid."It's nothing""What do you mea

Bailey WallaceMy daughter Tessa. She never ceased to amaze me. Sometimes she made me wonder if she was really mine or I was drugged and forced to carry a surrogate for some other couple and they bailed on me. Gabriel was better off. Yes he drunk himself to confusion but my son would never let anything harm his family. I missed him."Where is she?" I asked."She was just here a few minutes ago" the butler said looking around as though she was probably hiding in the flowers."Find her, search Blake's room she must be there!" The butler"Okay mum""Don't okay me find her butler what do we pay you for if you can't keep an eye on my daughter?'That was rhetorical. I ran towards Blake's crib hoping Tessa was not there or else it would have been catastrophic for me. She wouldn't have hesitated to tell Blake about my earlier support of Bailey’s offence although I was compelled to say it. Upon getting there, said a little prayer and opened the door. She