Semua Bab Knots & Tie : Bab 51 - Bab 60

Lorenzo.I sat on a chair in my private bar, swirling the drink I was holding in my hand. It had been two days since Honey had gone missing. And I had searched for her to no avail. The thought that she could be in great danger and I have no means of saving her caused my blood to run hot. I was still thinking about Honey when the door leading to the private bar opened and Matteo walked inside, holding a file. I placed the file on the stand and sat beside me. He slided the file to my front and poured himself a drink.“That’s the medical condition of her family. Her father’s knees were fractured during the explosion, but I have arranged for a knee operation for him. It is scheduled for this weekend. We don’t know who could be behind this so I have our most trusted men guard their wards and I even installed a CCTV camera in each ward. Some of our men had betrayed us and put Honey in danger, I wouldn’t want to repeat the same mistake twice.”I dropped the drink in my hand and picked up

Lorenzo.I pocketed my hands, looking down at the box placed on my doorstep. I knew what it meant. It was a message from Michael. And that meant he had found out about the spy I had sent to him.“Open it,” I ordered one of my men.He walked around the box and picked it up from the floor. He unlocked the box and opened it. Immediately a pungent smell of rotten flesh and dried blood drifted out of the box where a decapitated head was placed in. I recognize whose head that belonged to. It was the head of the spy I had sent to Michael. There was a sheet of paper sticking out of the mouth of the decapitated head. Clenching my jaw, I took out the paper from the mouth and opened it. A short message was written on the paper.‘It is good to see you are interested, Don Russo. Meet me alone at the old warehouse by 5pm.’I knew the place he was talking about. It was the same place where my father and his father used to store drugs when they were still working together. The same place the betraya

Honey.We kept walking until we got into the Villa. Michael was greeted by some group of men hanging around the Villa before walking into a narrow hallway I wasn’t familiar with. He entered the room at the far end and held the door open for me to enter. I know what I was doing wasn’t ideal. Going into a room with Michael without having any idea what was going to happen, but I was curious and at that moment, my curiosity won over every other thing. Michael sat before a table and picked up the laptop at the center of the table. Then, he looked at me. “Take a seat with me, sweetheart.” He patted the seat beside him. “What I’m about to tell you will take a long time. I don’t want you to hurt your pretty long legs,” he said with a flirty smirk. I rolled my eyes at what he had said and went to sit down beside him. After sitting, I asked. “So why am I here?”Instead of simply answering my question, he turned the screen of the laptop in my direction and asked. “What do you think about thi

“I’m the one you were asking about.”“You were the one who saved my daughter?”Michael nodded and came close to us. I shot him a look. He must not tell my father anything I didn’t want him to know about.“Michael, I thought you were meant to stay outside,” I reminded him with a tight smile. I remembered clearly warning him not to come in. I should had known he wouldn’t listen, especially since he insisted on following me to the hospital.My father smiled at Michael, looking at him with admiration. “Thank you so much for saving my daughter. I don’t know how I can make it up to you.”Michael waved his hands, smiling. Then, he came to my side and wrapped his arms around my shoulder. “You don’t need to make it up to me,” he said, smiling down at me. “I’m dating your daughter so it is my responsibility to ensure she is safe.”“What?”Everyone in the ward turned to look at the person who had just entered. My mother stood by the door, looking at Michael as if she was trying to figure him ou

Honey.Being a singer, I had always wanted to be famous. It was even at the top of the list of things I wanted to achieve in life so when Michael arranged a press conference for my return, you’d think I would be over the moon at the thought of how far the media will spread my name across the globe. But sitting in the green room, preparing to face the press, I felt different. Empty. No excitement. No anticipation. Nothing, but dread. And it was because I knew what Michael wanted out of all this. I knew why Michael was pulling all the strings to make sure that my name was on the lips of everyone. Plastered across all social media, promoted on billboards nationwide. He was helping me to become more famous, but it was coming with a price. One which I was going to pay by putting my life on the line.The door to the room opened and a young lady stepped in. Three days ago, Michael had assigned her as my new manager just right after he signed me into another Record Label. “Honey, the press