All Chapters of NEVER KNEW HE WAS A MAFIA : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Selena POV Early in the morning, I was woken by a knock on the house door. Who could it be? I sluggishly got out of bed and walked towards the door. Getting to the door, I open it. I rubbed on my eyes again, not knowing what and who I just saw. My eyes widened as I saw Morgan, and Theresa walk in. "What do you want?" I asked, angrily. "Why not leave me alone, since you won the battle." They sat comfortably on my couch. My eyes widened as I looked at them. Though Morgan could do such a thing, how did Theresa have such a gut? "How did you get where I am?" I asked because I moved away from the house I was formally in with Theresa. "I track every of your movements," Theresa said. I stood angrily and stared at them. What does she mean by tracking my movement? "How did you do that?" I asked. "I have my ways," she said, giving a shrug. I was thinking she would spill it out, but no, she didn't. "So, what do you want?" I asked. "Let me serve you." "No, do not worry about that,"

Tricia POV It's new year's day. Paulina sat on a container, although, I tried telling her to sit on a couch. "What's today's date?" She asked. "First of January," I said. She looked down, closed her eyes, then coughed. "Your pregnancy is going to be due in some months," she said, and I rubbed my stomach which was already showing out. "Yes, it is," I said, and she nodded. She raised her head up and smiled. "I may not be alive to see your baby," she said. "Connect with your sister." Tears fell from my eyes. Paulina had always told me every day to unite with Chelsea. "If after that, I can die in peace," she said. Her words were like someone was strangling me to death. I don't want her to die, so for what reason would I get united with Cherry? Her last wish was to see Cherry and me together. "My health is failing," she said. Ever since Christmas, she had begun a terrible cough. I took her to the hospital, but the doctor said that her health was failing, just like old peopl

Cherry POV The next day, we were at my house. Tricia walked into a room holding onto her stomach. "You can have some rest over there," I said to Tricia who looked stressed. I sat on one of my couches, thinking of the things I had just found out. Alex was close to his father, who told him everything that happened during the birth of Tricia. "Alex, why do you have this picture?" I asked him that day. "My father kept it," he said. I was shocked that day, thinking that my mother was having an affair, but I didn't say anything. Alex told me everything about how his father told him about wanting to lay with my mother a long time ago, but he was scared because my father was in the military. I held back my tears while he said this. "The woman was set up for a one-night stand, and when she discovered that she was pregnant, she called my father and told him," Alex had said. "Her husband hardly had time at home, so after Tricia's mother had her, father paid the doctor to let her die.

Tricia POV The following morning, I woke to see myself in a strange room. "Ahh!" I screamed, lightly, covering my eyes from the sun that radiated through the window. Cherry walked into the room and pulled the curtain a bit lower. "You should have this," she said, sitting on my bed. She placed a place before me and some drugs with a bottle of water. "Thank you, Cherry," I said, and she smiled. "It's not worth it," she said. "I was meant to take care of you, while you were living with Alex." I looked at her with a sad expression, as I remembered how torturous they were to me. "I only did that because you look so much like my mother," she said. "I would like to know what Mother looked like," I said. But, I didn't want a picture of her. Cherry won't be able to describe her. She was young when mother died. The man who killed mother is also dead. He was killed by his son. Alexander. "I can't give you such," Cherry replied. "I can only give you a picture of her." My eyes were

Cherry POV It's another week, and I stared at Tricia who happily walked around. "We are going to start planning, today," she said, and I slightly nodded. "Are you sure about this?" I asked her. "Yes, I am," she said. Walking to me, Tricia placed a hand on my shoulder. "I am going to be fine," she said. "If I get tired during our planning, I will take some rest." This got me a little bit at ease. "Alright," I said, placing a hand on her, but what made me more nervous wasn't our planning. When we are done with the plan, would she be able to accompany me on the mission? I can't do this by myself, so I need my sister with me, but will she be able to cope? I opened my mouth to ask, when she spoke up, "Don't be worried about the mission." "Alright," I said. I went about with my work as I waited for her to get herself ready. Soon, she walked to the living room and told me that she was ready. "Alright," I said and dashed into my room. I walked out, carrying my laptop, a tab,