Semua Bab Mafia Diego's Surrogate : Bab 31 - Bab 40

Diego’s POV “What do you want?” Kamara grumbled rudely on the other end. “Like I would want anything from you.” I retorted, sucking my teeth. “I just needed to be sure you are where you should be.” She snorted. “Like you don’t have enough spies doing your bidding. Do I look like a leash dog to you? Obviously, you have nothing else to say to me. Which implies the end of discussion.” And just like that the line went dead. My hand gripped the phone tightly. I am going to deal with her. “Trouble in paradise?” Fernando asked, throwing peanuts into his mouth. “That Kamara girl is so rude.” I hissed“Someone that I think you truly deserve.” “You are stupid.” “Could say the same for you. Moreover, why did you lie about us traveling to Nana when we are right here in Atlanta?” I shifted in my chair, crossing my legs. “If Nana finds out that I am engaging in any kind of brawl with the Mancini brothers she would have a fit.” “I feel crazy right now that I am actually involved with you i

Diego’s POV“I would wring her neck if she wasn’t carrying my child,” I growled, lighting the cigarette in my hand not minding that I was in the car. Fernando looked up from the file he was reading through in the passenger's seat. I had requested to drive myself to the office and he didn't protest, seeing it as a way to get things done. “Seems like a bad morning?” “Of course.” I hissed at the pain that ran through my wounded arm. “You do know you could actually be jailed if you lay a finger on her. Your mafia roots won’t save you this time.” “All I have to do is make sure I am not caught.” I seethed. “You need to have seen the fearless look in her eyes when she talked back to me.” He hummed absentmindedly. “How is your wound?” “Aches crazily,” I admitted kissing my teeth in anger at the thought of the pain I had to go through with just a damn shot. To top it all, I had to deal with her. “That aside, we have a bit of a problem,” Fernando said, waving a few papers like I could re

Mancini Vando’s POV I sat comfortably in the hotel as I stared over at Fernando Hernandez who sat there with a defeated look. Everything was going better than I had planned for. “You aren't here to defend your boss, are you, Fernando?” I asked him, amber swirling the liquid in my glass as I glanced back at him. “We agreed you wouldn't be there either. Neither you nor your brother, but for Don Diego to intentionally plant an explosive device at the port? You have no evidence and so you can't break the truce just because of that.” Fernando hissed, trying hard to keep his anger in check and it felt so satisfying. “Don Diego went against our initial plan, Fernando. We agreed no one would appear there during the exchange and he was there. There's footage of him there and causing the explosion.x I replied, knowing fully well I was playing my card right. Knowing Diego, he would want to barge in here to cause a fight but the only thing keeping him in check was his man here. What a pathetic

Kamara's POV A dull, throbbing pain at the back of my head was the first thing I registered as I felt my consciousness drift back to me. My limbs felt heavy and it felt difficult to breathe. The last thing I remembered was being in the garden and now… now?My eyes fluttered open, everything dim and almost dark. It took a while before my eyes finally adjusted to the sight around. I couldn't tell where I was but from the fresh scent of alcohol and cigarette, I was tell someone was here not so long ago. I tried to move, but pressure dug into my body making me wince a little. Rope, I was tied to a chair. My breath hitched. Where am I? The last thing I remembered were those voices in the garden telling me their boss would love me. I didn't know who could have done this but my only thought was either it was connected to Diego or something else but there was no way it would be something else because he is the only dangerous thing I am connected to. “You're finally awake.” A deep voice

Kamara's POVI stood there, stunned. For a moment, I didn't know what I would do, and I could see from Diego's eyes that he was in a dilemma also, but I couldn't care one bit. He put me in this mess; he should find a way to fix it. But I couldn't just sit here and wait for him to make a decision. Despite my fear, I headbutted the bastard standing behind me, and that was enough time for him to lose his balance and for me to take the gun from his hand. Pointing the gun towards him, an arm was suddenly wrapped around my waist, yanking me out of the room at full speed. I was still panting, my hands shaking as I grabbed the gun in my hand tightly. I wanted to let go, but I was too shocked to let go. “Damn it, stay close to me next time, or it'll be worse than this.” He said through his heavy breathing as he made his way towards the exit. “Are you blaming me now? Who was the one who forced me into the first aid room when I was obviously okay and didn't need to be tended to?” I hissed as