All Chapters of The Nefarious Gangster's Lethal love: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Chapter 3AllesandroI came home at ten in the night after doing three emergency surgeries, a heart transplant, an angioplasty and a balloon therapy. Parking my Rolls Royce Phantom along with my other cars in the garage, I directly walk to my study dialing the number of my personal detective Jerom. Within ten minutes there was a knock at my study door and Jerom stood in front of me with his hands behind his back. I carefully read the contents in the file as I did not want to miss a single word regarding the scoundrel who tried to manipulate on my Sweet cakes."Sir I did the best to discover and evacuate the culprit because what happened to Ms Edith Rodriguez was not a mishap but a planned attack. I am sorry sir, but I couldn't find anything wrong about Shelton Marshall." His voice goes meek at the end. I threw the file on the table with force. Wrapping my lips in a thin line I look at Jerom in ire making him to slightly jump on his feet. "Do anything and everything, I don't care. I wa

Chapter 5Edith"It is exactly twelve in the night and this time I am not the last one to wish you on your birthday." He tells me in a smile as I look up at him. "Happy Birthday Sweet cakes, I wish you to get all the happiness in the world. May your wishes come true and dreams fulfilled." His voice much masculine and rough that sent chills down my body. Bending down he presses a kiss on my forehead and places a rose beside my head on the pillow.My whole body went on fire with his lucid touch. My chest felt it was going to explode, my nerves were in a volley and the heart began to beat rapid. His touch had a magic that could bring waves in me, the control which nobody had, not even Shelton. I do not know why I feel this for him? He is my brother's best friend and I cannot have these carnal feelings for him. He loves me only like his younger sister and I know these sensations for him are going to land me to serious problems in future.Till my fourteenth birthday he was the first person

Chapter 7EdithNo sooner Sandro comes back with a fresh plate of dinner he looks at me and smirks. He might have thought I did not notice his snickers but I'm not a fool. I can very well understand the expressions on people's faces.He was arresting his titters looking to the side, faces me back with his customary poker face and starts feeding me the dinner like I was some tiny tot of three. Why does he keep feeding me? I chuckle in my insides. He might have thought I would stubbornly spill the contents of this plate too. At least the mighty unreachable Allesandro Martin is afraid of me on something. A proud feeling occupies my entity and I wanted to do a ballet in happiness for defeating Sandro. Edith - 1 and Mr Arrogant - 0.I open my lips and eat quickly what he was feeding because I was very hungry and had no energy to argue with him. Mr Arrogant had to pull on his dominance at the apt time. As a result I did not have the chance to dine at the colossal Ramolas though I was inward

Chapter 9"Edith" I knock on her door but as usual I get no answer. I open the door and what I saw in front of me got me to the thunderbolt of the millennium. The complete closet was emptied on the bed. Her shoes, dresses, handbags were laying abandoned on the floor. What happened? I get stunned looking at the condition of the room. All the cosmetics were tossed to the ground carelessly, bearing the brunt of her anger. Her dressing table was broken and pieces of glass littered the complete room. So much of destruction in a matter of half an hour? Whatever the problem was needs immediate attention. The cot was grungy as I look ahead my eyes reach her at the corner of the bed. She was seen cross laid on her stomach with her head buried in a pillow releasing her tears in soft sobs."Edith?" A knot occupies my throat seeing her defeating form. I can stand anything under the sun but not her pain. The Johny Walker I consumed a while ago had satarted its effect on me. The room around me was

Chapter 11EdithAfter the two minutes of prayer where I thanked God for being with me instead of mourning the death of Benjamin, I called my driver cum bodyguard Samuelson. "Ms Edith" he acknowledges professional immediately on the second ring. "Hi Samuel, on the sad demise of one of my co-student in the college, we are announced a holiday. Could you please come back and pick me up?" My voice was supposed to comes out in dullness but rather contritely debuts in excitement."Of course Ms Edith." He replies instantly. My previous bodyguard James was fun loving and lively but Samuel is completely professional with 24/7 dead pan expression. No doubt he is the choice of Sandro. James was thin and tall. He was jovial, smart, often told me stories of his wife and his two smart kids who are three and seven. Poor James lost his job because of the hullabaloo I pulled yesterday night. I feel very sorry for him. If not for my outcry he would have continued to serve Sandro.Though I'm only a bat