Lorenzo's POV
I walked towards my office trying to control the rage that was flooding through my veins.
I was in the middle of something when Viz told me that Nadia was not in her room. I had told him to go find her, but later changed my mind and went in search of her myself.
I almost lost it when I saw one of my men flirting with her, touching her, and inhaling her scent as I walked in.
It was hard not being able to fist my hand into a tight bow as I moved closer to them.
I had to restrain myself from actually punching him, till he has all his teeth shattered in his blood-dripping mouth right there.
I can't believe a bloody Russian bitch is making me want to beat up one of my men. She drives me nuts without having to do anything.
And I fucking hate that.
As I got closer to my office room, which happens to be a standard plain room with two office chairs and a small desk.
Every other thing in there is just to fill up space. It's a space I use most of the time to disguise as a mere gang member.
I reminisced on the softness of her skin under my hard rough hands, her sweet body fragrance that always make me forget the fact that she is a poisonous being, who would not hesitate to sting me at the slightest opportunity she gets.
She is beautiful but not the prettiest girl I have been with, with the kind of money and power I control, girls find themselves at my mercy.
My looks and charms are just bonuses.
I entered my office to see Vicenzo typing away on his phone. His gaze lands on me as soon as I walked in, and I could tell he has so many things to say.
Vicenzo still has his reservations after I killed the other Russian spies that were brought in with Nadia, leaving her and the other girl.
The Russians have successfully implanted one of their guys and fishing that person out has been very difficult.
They fucking know our every little move these days, they are aware of the fact our men went out to get girls that night and were quick to implant their imposters as prostitutes.
We were able to find them out by the mafia markings on their body. Unknown to the ladies the first room they were taken to as soon as they arrive was a full-body scanning room.
Nadia had no marking, but I knew her from the night I went over to her place disguised as a stripper.
If she is as deadly and strong as they claim she is, why was she sent here?
As a number two in the Russian mafia, one would expect that she has the privilege of not going for this kind of errand.
Unless of course, she has something more deadly up in her sleeve that I am yet to find out.
"Where did you find her?" He asked staring blankly at me for some seconds
"In the kitchen"
"How did she know where to find our kitchen?" he asked getting all suspicious.
"Ask your whore" I snapped back at him.
His jaws tightens a bit after I called his girl a whore. Vicenzo has been in love with his woman right from the moment he set his eyes on her in one of my clubs uptown.
It's amazing how such a deadly and strong-willed guy can become all softened around one little piece of shit.
To me all girls are whores, once I'm done with one, I move to the next.
"So what is going to happen now?
"That's a question we need to find the answer to. Tell your girl to find out what she can about why Nadia is here, and while you are at it, ensure that she has no clue about who she is trying to be friends with. and one more thing, see to it that Nadia has all the basic she needs for her stay" I said to Vicenzo who seem to be looking at me in a weird like a manner.
"Are you in love with her?" He questioned with a puzzled look. Though the question took me aback a little I quickly demised the slightest thought of its possibility.
Hell will have to fucking freeze over for me to be in love with a Russian bitch.
I might want to fuck though.
"Nice joke, get the hell out of my office," I said, turning my chair in the opposite direction.
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Nadia's POV
I was in the room tossing on the bed when I heard scarlet open the door and brought in me my food. Her once cheerful demeanor seems to be suddenly withdrawn.
“I'm sorry if I got you into any sort of trouble,” I said after she had carefully placed the food on the bed beside me.
I could tell she was deliberating avoiding looking at me, as her eyes roamed everywhere else but my eyes.
“It's alright, I am the one who should be sorry. I got carried away with having a new friend that I forgot who you were" she said, with a low tune.
“We can still be friends right?” I asked as I watched her smile a bit.
“Sure,” she said, with a bright smile spread across her face.
Scarlet has a very happy cheerful personality and seems to be free-spirited as well. Although at sight, one might think that she is snobbish and proud.
“How long have you been here?” I asked after sitting down to take a mouthful of the meal before me.
“Close to six years”
“Do you miss your home?” she paused a little and took in deep breaths before looking at me.
“I don't have a home, I'm an orphan, lost both parents at a very young age. I don't even remember how they look like, I grew up in an orphanage. I was working as a stripper before Vicenzo brought me here” She said.
“Vicenzo? Is that his full name?” I asked. Wondering how a haggard-looking man would have such a fine name. she looked at me and giggled.
“Yeah”
“so were you kidnapped?”
“No,” she said, with a little chuckle.
“Viz asked me to come to live with him”
“so, you guys are an item, right?”
She blushed and giggled like a little teenager caught kissing for the first time.
“He is a good man”
“I'm sure he is,” I said.
“So have you seen Ghost before," I asked, rolling my eyes at the Monster's name? Like who seriously would want to be called Ghost when he is still fucking alive.
not to worry, I plan on making his name a reality after sniffing the life out of him.
I lifted my head to face scarlet jovial and lively face turn into a serious question-filled face.
Fuck!
What did I just do? I am not supposed to know who Ghost is? What if she goes telling her man about what I just said. this is why it's never a good idea to talk to anyone. I should have just kept my mouth shut.
“Who is a ghost?” She asked looking at me puzzled.
Oh great, she has no idea of what I just said. my mind raced through a thousand lies to make up for my mistake.
But my brain seems empty, I haven't had any reason to lie to someone before and it sucks to think that I have to lie for the first time to someone that called me her friend.
“I'm just kidding,” she said laughing hysterically. I found myself releasing a breath I didn't know I held in all this while.
I unknowingly let a small laugh escape my lips due to her infectious laughter. I can't seem to remember the last time I smiled or laughed genuinely.
It felt good
"Jeez!! You almost gave me a heart attack" I said, trying to wipe out the stupid smile that refused to leave my lips.
She was about to say something but was interrupted by the loud banging of the door.
The door opened and Viz entered, his eyes grew darker the moment it lands on her.
"Cosa stai facendo qui?" He asked, directing his attention to scarlet who seem to have suddenly grown red cheeks as soon as he walked in
(What are you doing here?)“mi è stato chiesto di portable del cibo,” she said. for some seconds there I felt his eyes poking me. I kept eating my food pretending not to pay any attention whatsoever to what they were saying.
(I was asked to bring her food)"Andiamo in camera tua," he said pulling her by her hand.
(let's go to your room)Scarlet waved me goodbye before exiting the door with her macho man. I wondered what a nice-looking girl found in these monstrous eyes.
Is it just me or do Italian men naturally love to drag their women around?
My mind drifted to how I was pulled by my bodyguard earlier, it felt amazing to feel helpless and safe at the same time.
Vicenzo's POV I pulled her hand across the house while also ensuring that my grip on her isn't too tight, so she doesn't get hurt. I could feel her reluctance in following me but she dares not take her hand away from mine. I will never forgive myself should anything happen to her, as she is the only piece of sanity I have left in my fucking black wretched soul. She is too trusting and thinks everyone has a kind and open heart like hers. Only if she knows what her new best friend was capable of. “Where are we going to,” she asked after I took her out of the main building and we were headed for the woods. Her voice was laced with lots of heavy breathing as she had to take faster steps to measure up my long strands. I stopped after some time so she can catch her breath. I can't believe he is asking scarlet to become a spy to a well-trained mafia widow. “Let's go,” I said, after some seconds walking way ahead of
Nadia's POV It's been over four hours since scarlet left, and I have been all by myself. Saying I was bored will be a fucking understatement. It won't be such a bad idea to take a walk around the house, www If for nothing sake, but to exercise my legs and possibly fish out anything I can get on Ghost. Scarlet sounded like she knew the person behind the mask earlier, hopefully, she can tell who it is when she comes back from wherever Vicenzo took her to. But before then, I should do my findings and if I get caught, hopefully not. I will have to think of ways to get myself out I came out of my room and noticed that everywhere was empty and very quiet. I started touring past the various rooms, some of which were slightly opened and others closed. I stopped unconsciously at a door numbered thirteen and lingered a while. I wondered who will be living in
Nadia's POV I don't know how scarlet managed to get me to agree to go with her on this shopping shit, but here I am seated glued to a spot in one of the world's most luxurious cars. Aside from the fact that I currently own a zero dollar to my name, I have been saddled with the unpleasant reality of been in the same car with the dude I almost crashed his dick a few hours earlier. Scarlet and Vicenzo are in a separate car behind us. If someone had given me a headstart about the seating arrangement, I would have outrightly refused to go on this trip. I can feel his eyes poking my skin behind those thick dark sunglasses he is putting on. I had earlier unconsciously stopped in my trackswhen I saw him walking out of the mansion to join us in the car. I have never seen anyone look so damn good in an all-black suit, that seems to perfectly fit his body and not in any way hiding his well-toned abs. The dude is too cute for h
Lorenzo's POV The ride back from the shopping mall was hell, I thought hurting her would make me feel better after what she did to me, but it made me feel worst. I feel as if I did something terrible. This is not the first time I will be getting a blow job from one of those girls at the shop, but I feel this might be the last. As soon as the driver got into the garage, Nadia stormed out of the car. I was about to go after her when Vicenzo stopped me and told me of an ongoing robbery taking place in one of my warehouses. We quickly got into one of the cars that had Enough ammunition and zoomed off. Throughout our ride to the warehouse, my mind kept replaying the moment Nadia walked into the private dressing room to see what she was not supposed to. I liked it when she called my house home, but just how far can these feelings I think
Three hours earlier Nadia's POV I was pissed and angry at myself when I got back to my room. I should never have agreed to go with scarlet. I tried to take in quick breaths to help me calm down, but I was still freaking furious. What the fuck is wrong with me? Why do I bother myself with what he does? He is an attractive young man, I'm sure he has a thousand and one girls that are more than willing to throw themselves at him. I lay frustratingly on my bed thinking of what to do to help keep my mind from its unnecessary misery.
Vicenzo's POV I fucking hate the fact that Lorenzo had asked me to be the one, to carry the Russian bitch back to her room. He could have sent any of the other guys around, or better still carried her himself but no, he had to send me. “Let me down,I will fucking kill you” she said, while hitting me with her both hands on my back continuously. I was so fucking angry and tired due to her continuous struggling with me. I felt like hitting her or dropping her drunken ass on the floor at some point, but I had to follow Lorenzo's order to the very last. I finally got to her room after what seem like an eternity later, I drop her on her bed and was about walking off her room when she unexpectedly bounced on me. My reflexes kicked in too late as I fell to the floor with her body on me, throwing hard fisted punches on me. “You are a murderer, you killed my entire family monster ” she kept saying as trails of t
Nadia's POV My eyes peeled open slowly while my head banged like I was been hit by a heavy metal countlessly on it. I looked around to see that I was in a different room. The room was a modest one painted in white. I can't seem to remember how I got here. The last thing I remember was telling scarlet how I wanted to try stripping and pole dancing. I sprang up from the bed suddenly as thoughts of what might have happened to her flashed through my mind. My head felt light while I looked around the room. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror that was nicely placed next to the bed. My makeup was smeared, my hair messed up, I look nothing short of a crazy drug addict. The tiny garment I had had on could barely cover my sensitive parts. I will be damned if I showed this out in front of everyone. Just then, I heard a movement from the other room or so I thought, I quickly went back to the bed and had the duvet wrapped aroun
Nadia's POV It's been two days since I had that conversation with my former bodyguard turned partner. He has instructed that I stay in, to avoid any of ghost men running into me, but truthfully I was very much bored of been confined to one place. I woke up that morning to see that he was up, as usual, I tried listening to see if I could hear his movement in the bathroom but didn't. Just then, I heard a gunshot I quickly got up from bed and walked towards the direction the sound came out from. They were no sudden movement or anything, the place looked calm, I proceed with caution arming myself with a base bat I found in the room. I was only wearing one of his white polo shirts, he said it'ss one of his that he doesn't wear anymore because it doesn't fit. it only covered a portion of my ass to some extent, but I wasn't bothered as my survival instincts weree far greater than any naked butt. I found a door was slight