"He hurt you. He had to die" Rosana articulated the words slowly as she stood still, staring at him. Her heartbeat skipped a beat but it wasn't because of his proximity or how he kept staring and caressing the corner of her lips with his thumb. It was because he had killed for her. He ended the life of an innocent man because he hurt her. She was bound to get hurt one way or the other. That is why it was called a fight. But he killed the man just like that and wasn't remorseful. He didn't care if he had a family or loved ones. He just ended him. "You did not have to kill anyone because they hurt me. It was a fight!" "I do not care whatever it was, Bambolina. No one touches what is mine and lives." He deadpanned and pressed his cold fingers against her chin. He pushed her face upwards so she was now looking up at him. Rosana stared into his eyes and all she could see was darkness. The kind of darkness that left a trail of shivers running down her spine. There was no warmth whatsoe
"I guess he was proud of you," Carmencita uttered after Rosana told her about the fight that took place the previous night. They were in the library, as usual, reading books and discussing."I doubt that. He didn't even stay till the end of the fight. He didn't even care if I got hurt and died afterward, he just left.""But he killed the man that hurt you" Carmencita insisted but she scoffed and continued reading her book."That does not mean he cares." She replied and continued reading but nothing could get through. She couldn't stop herself from thinking about the man Sergio had killed. The gunshots..."He only killed the man because he left a mark on me. A mark that was not Sergio's.""And what about the reward you mentioned?" Carmencita asked, clueless. If Sergio had rewarded her for the fight, then it only meant he was impressed by her performance. But Rosana didn't believe that."The reward?" Carmencita nodded in response and she turned to look around. "Um... It was... Not the us
"And what about his mother?" "She is a busy woman. She handles the strip clubs and brothels" That explained why she wasn't around all the time, Rosana thought and heaved a sigh of relief. Thank goodness! At least she didn't have to hear about Munika's trust issues all the time. "Enzo said I could trust them. Because they are family. But..." She paused and sighed, not knowing how to place the other words. "There are more enemies in the family than you imagine, my dear. You have to be careful!" > INDOOR SHOOTING RANGE Rosana stood beside Enzo, wearing ear protection and eyewears as she watched him quietly. He was teaching her about different types of guns and their uses. He also showed her the different parts and how they worked. Holding the pistol with both hands, he maintained a focused stance. "Sight alignment, breath control, trigger squeeze, those are the fundamentals" The sound of gunfire echoed through the air and Rosana applauded when the bullet hit the target which w
The maid dashed off and she went ahead to take a seat at the dining table. She felt irritated that the girl called her a Lady. "Her Lady!" She scoffed and shook her head at the title she hated more than anything else. She was a queen, the woman that birthed their King and nothing was going to change that. Not even his so-called wife who was training tirelessly for it. "Your coffee!" Carmencita announced with a smile, breaking into her thoughts. She placed the coffee on the table and turned to leave. "Too hot, make another!" Carmencita halted and turned to look at the cup. She had not even tasted it but already concluded it was too hot. Quietly, she picked up the cup with a smile on her face and walked away. Some minutes later, she returned with another coffee as demanded. "Too cold, take it away!" She did as instructed with a smile on her face and returned with another. This time, Munika tasted it and grimaced. "What is this? Some bitter soup? Take it away this instant and make an
The news about what happened to Rosana had long spread in the mansion, traveling like wildfire. Everyone was filled with immense fear and couldn't help wondering who would've been so bold to carry out such a grave act. Was the person tired of breathing? No one was able to sleep that night. There was so much tension in the mansion as everyone prayed for their lives and the life of the Donna. If anything happened to her, they could not imagine what would become of them, what the Don would do. Sergio was silent the whole time and it spoke volumes especially when no one knew who poisoned his wife. What was he going to do? They knew how ruthless and heartless he could be. But this time was different. Someone dared to poison his wife! "I didn't do it, I swear!" Vicenta folded her arms, pacing restlessly in her room. "I would never consider such a thing" The maids in the room didn't utter a word, instead, they quietly lowered their heads. Vicenta had sent for them immediately when she he
Rosana obeyed and got on her knees. She looked up at him and without waiting for his orders, she unzipped his trouser and pulled out his long shaft. It bounced in front of her and she gasped, her pûssy clenching and throbbing in anticipation. Moving her thumb over the head of his cøck, she spread the pre-cum to all his nerve endings. She stroked him lightly, enjoying how good he felt on her hands. "Good. Now open your mouth. Take it like the good girl you are!" She opened her mouth and did as instructed, taking him deep down her throat. Unable to take all his length, she wrapped her hands around his base, stroking him as she sucked on him. Sergio watched her quietly, enjoying her warm mouth wrapped around him. He bunched up her hair in his hand and shut his eyes, losing himself to the ecstasy of her touch. Rosana went from slow to fast. She was surprised he didn't try to force himself down her throat like he did the first time. He just allowed her to do whatever she wanted, howeve
"The queen is awake and very much alive. Bow b*tches!" Enzo burst into the room with a wide smile on his face. "I almost strangled that maid of yours because she would not let me come in and see you. Such a killjoy!" Disappointment flashed across her features but she forced a smile. "She was just doing as told" "Hey, I'm VIP, okay? I should be given special rights when it comes to you." "Alright, fine, tough guy!" She answered with an eye roll. "Besides, I owe you one. I was told you were the one that called the doctor" "You owe me nothing, Sister-in-law." He spoke with arms sprawled apart as he approached the bed. He picked some blackberries from the tray and threw them into his mouth. "Besides, that f*cker is one of us. And as a f*cking Doctor, he must provide medical services" Rosana mouthed an 'Oh' while he chewed on the berries. "Damn, this sh*t is good. I bet you like my brother's gifts" She sneered and looked at each of the items on the bed. The fresh flowers, Chanel bags,
Rosana had fully recovered and was now back to training. She fought more, learned how to fire a gun quickly and more precisely, and also used other weapons like blades. She was given a little introduction into the Mafia world by Enzo who took his time reading out the codes and conducts, as well as the rules. "No one has broken the rules in years." He told her, puffing out smoke from his mouth and nostrils. "It equals death" Rosana scrunched her nose and shook her head. "Why does everything end in death? They are humans and are bound to make mistakes" "Sorry, My Lady, mistakes are not allowed in this world. You either stick to the rules or die. Painfully" She shook her head and looked around, imagining everyone dying if they made a single mistake. No doubt, Sergio would not waste time ending any of them. He just had to put them in his cell or the freezing room, or the white room. How many more rooms did he have? She wondered. "Is there no other way around it? We do not have to ke