All Chapters of Mafian Hero: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I've been overthinking lately, more than usual. I mean I know Diego said he's not afraid of Mario and he can handle everything and that as far as I'm his legal property no one can attack me and all, I'm not worried about me, I'm worried about him. I'm worried about all the possible things that could happen to him, I'm worried about what Mario can do to him, to his kingdom.It's crazy how he's putting himself on the line to help me, someone that was so bent on getting me out of his territory.I mean why is he all of the sudden helping me? this much?Or was it just because of my dad? because he feels like he owes my dad a. lot? or ... I don't even know, I'm just over thinking things. I was roaming round the big house because of nothing to do. Martins went to New York, Williams went with him, Kaybee and the other were on a mission and I haven't seen Anastasia for a while now.I wandered into this room that the door was left slightly opened.My curiosity got the best of me and I go

His pov Usually I don't do this... it's unlike me. But I just had to. I've been there before, I know how it feels. Loosing your entire family and coming back to the memories. She's a strong woman, the strongest I've ever seen actually. The trauma alone of seeing them killed is enough to knock her out, but then surviving all these years, alone, all by herself, running, hiding and still living in the memories of the past. She's strong to even think of coming here in that first place and I applaud her for this. I noticed her body started shaking slowly and I heard her trying to suppress sobs. I knew she was crying, and I knew that she needed someone to comfort her. I wasn't good at this, it wasn't my thing. Like I swear I wouldn't even tell Martins because he would not believe me. But she needed someone by her side, and presently, I'm the only one around here that's able to do that. I had to shred 50 layers of pride and walked up to her slowly and hugged her from behind. I noti

I was having a peaceful nap when someone knocked on my door.Great, just when I thought I could finally be at peace."Who is it?" I asked scrubbing my eyes and yawning."It's Jamal miss" Oh Jamal... rightI dragged my lazy ass out of the bed and then went to the door and opened it."My boss would like to see you, he's outside on the field, he said you should wear something athletic kind of" he said.I looked at him with a mix of sleepiness and confusion."Athletic why? are we running?" I asked yawning.But then something hit me...oh my God what if Mario is here and he wants me to run away."Are we under attack?! why ?! what happened?" I suddenly panicked."No... nothing near that actually, just what he said I should tell you" he said.Oh ...I nodded and shut the door.I was still sleepy...I stared at my bed...Let me just place my head there for a second...or two ..or four......I didn't even know when I dozed off.Then...I was forcefully woken up by my phone ringing.That was awkwa

Her PovYeah about training today? I don't know because things are a bit shitty.First I woke up late because I couldn't sleep until 4 am.When I got downstairs, Diego didn't seem to be in a nice mood.I didn't get to meet him, but he kept continuously shooting , back to back, refiling the gun as soon as the bullet finished.I looked at Jamal and when he noticed me, he quickly signalled me to leave.That wasn't good.Okay just last night everything was okay and he was enjoying teasing the hell outta me, so what's up this morning.I was heading back to the house when I bumped into Martins."Hey uhm, what's up with Your friend?", I asked."I don't know, sometimes he's like that. No wait he's always like that, then sometimes he's in a good mood", he explained."Does it usually affect everybody?" I asked again."Oh yeah, try not to piss him off , he could unintentionally vent out his shit on anyone, best is to avoid him till you think he's better" he explained.I nodded.Okay, stay in my

Martins had gone back to his house later that evening leaving me alone in the living room.It was 3am in the morning and sleep was the least thing close to me.I didn't even fall asleep at all..I just sat on the couch staring at the ceiling, rethinking what Martins had told me earlier about Diego.If I had that kinda shitty Life, I'd be torn apart too.But the truth is , I choose to be happy.I choose not to think about my past.I choose not to think about everything surrounding me and how painful my life is.I make myself happy by being happy and not choosing to think about my circumstances.If I wanna follow the way my life is going, I would have committed suicide a long time ago, but whenever I think about the fact that I'm still alive till now, I know there's a reason for my existence and so I'm gonna live my life every day, every moment, making sure I make the best of it, and nothing is going to stop me.Not even Mario The door suddenly opens slowly and Diego walks in."Why are