All Chapters of Wanted By The Mafia Lord; Attracted to the Bad Boy Nextdoor : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Opening my eyes was accompanied with a pounding headache, forcing me to close them briefly and rub my forehead. My mouth was dry and felt like it was stacked with dry cottons. I rolled my head to the side, expecting to see Octavia but met the bed beside me empty. It had been a foolish dream. I sat up and felt a wave of dizziness push me to recline on the pillow. I wasn't always this hung over. Perhaps, I had taken too much alcohol last night. My memory was still hazy and I couldn't decide if it was at a bar or club.I threw the sheets away and to my dismay, I was completely naked. I sat down there, looking at my naked legs and then the pool of semen that had left a wet mark on the white sheet. It wasn’t a dream? Was Octavia really here?Despite the dizziness and headache, I pushed myself out of bed and staggered to the bathroom. ‘’Octavia?’’I flipped on the light switch and squinted at my reflection in the mirror. I looked like hell with my bloodshot eyes and my hair stickin

‘’That was the worst sideline in the history of sidelines,’’ he said, looking at me with disapproval in his eyes. ‘’I could address it on your behalf, but that would make you even look weaker.’’My eyes burned with rage. ‘’Don’t think you get to speak to me in such manner, Aaron.’’He looked like he wanted to say something but decided otherwise. He pulled out a bullet proof vest and threw it over my head, centering the front panel. He tugged at the straps until they fit snugly around my body, then handed me a fatigue shirt which I threw over the vest.I looked at him. As usual, he had refused to take a vest. After this mission, Aaron was going to get a rebriefing from me, and an equal punishment for disobeying my orders. We stepped out and walked into the car where Lorenz was already seated. Aaron sat in front and I sat at the back beside him.He stretched a handgun towards me. I looked at it and refused to collect it.‘’What is this?’’ I snapped.‘’For your protection.’’

She fumbled with the lock. It seemed it required some arrangement of the tiles on the door to unlock it. She furrowed her brows in concentration, her fingers moving deftly and pressing the tiles in place. Suddenly, she turned to us and nodded.‘’Turn off the lights,’’ she whispered.We waited for a few minutes before she gave the signal. Cold air hit our faces as the door gave way with a loud creak that I thought was going to give our location. We ran, while one of the men stayed behind to cover our tracks. The gardens came into view as we took a turn around the mansion. Headlamps were on all over the compound, making it difficult for us to hide in the darkness of the night. I wondered if we should surrender. I knew they would never dare kill the Don’s daughter but it would send the wrong message and I knew how messages like that flew.Someone began to shoot at us from one of the post on the fence.‘’Fuck!’’ Lorenz cursed, ducking.‘’Were you hit?’’ Rory asked.There was

The news of the failed mission was all over the mansion that night. I knew when Octavia arrived. I listened in on the exchange she had with Mikel and I was proud of her, but when I heard that Aaron had spent the news in the Icebox the following morning, I was devastated.I woke up that morning feeling the gloom around me, and all I could think of was how I could make Octavia feel better. I knew the failed coup would hurt her so much because it was the second failed mission out of two missions. She had been so hopeful that it would be the opportunity she needed to prove herself to the Don.I tapped gently on her door and called out her name. ‘’Octavia.’’There was no answer, and I could imagine that she would like to sleep in that morning. I was already turning away when I heard the door unlocking and it opened. She was standing in front of me in a pale pink nightwear and her hair was wrapped in a plastic cap.‘’Octavia,’’ I said and smiled at her.She didn’t smile. I stepped

‘’Yo, Zion! Your brother is here.’’I looked up from the computer screen in the direction of the the voice. It was Kael, the computer wizard who helped to fix anything that was spoiled from the computers to the electricals. His body was a work of art, and I always mentioned that to him. There was a tattoo on every inch of his skin. My favourite was the snake coiled around his right bicep. He was in rehab, a former junkie, and this work was one of the things that gave him the drive to move on.‘’I’m gon’ get married to the most beautiful woman in the world one day,’’ he’d regularly say, revealing a gap between his teeth. He had lost a tooth while in jail. Kael always had many stories to tell.Nile walked into the shop, his eyes taking in the little details that had changed since the last time he had been there. I knew he didn’t approve of the life I was living as a photographer and an artist, and he never minced words about it. ‘’The artist,’’ he said, mockery dripping from