9 months ago
Valentine
Sweat dripped from my burning skin as I ran around the mansion panting heavily.
“Did you get her?” Harman yelled from the terrace catching my attention and I shook my head. My mind was in a constant race. How the fuck she ran away in such a delicate condition? I licked my lips in anticipation and clutched my hairs in distress. Before dinner, when I went to check on her, she was unconscious. But at midnight, after a meeting when I decided to retire to bed, she was already gone. My heart was beating wildly thinking of various possibilities. Victor came from inside the mansion jogging with a few men.
“She isn’t in the mansion for sure
PresentThird PersonAlberto was left worried when he received such orders from Victor. But without asking questions, he obliged and immediately settled Lola and Valerie at the backseat of his car and drove straight to an unknown location. He was confused at first that why Victor didn’t ask Harman to do such a job because he was family. Alberto was just another employee. Valerie and Lola agreed to do so after receiving one call from Valentine. They sneaked out, hiding from all eyes and immediately took Alberto’s lead. The moment these three left the mansion through back door, Victor pulled out at the front. Jumping out of his car, he took long strides towards Valentine’s offi
PresentRussiaWhen we look at stars on a clear night sky, we are, in a way, looking back in time. It’s a direct window to the past. The Big Bang theory attempts to explain to us the origin of the universe. It talks of a singular huge explosion unimaginable in physical terms. The universe expanded and hence, the temperature came down. Hydrogen and helium formed sometimes later. The gases condensed under gravitation and formed the galaxies of the present-day universe. Over the years, science has brought great changes in the universe. It has explained to us the phases of nature and changing seasons. Our mind has accepted it in one way or another and somehow limited the scope of superstition. We have learned how air is important and helps us
6 months later“Fuck, I am so nervous,” Valentine mumbled earning a stink eye from women crowding the waiting room. Crystal chuckled softly and kissed his cheek. “Relax, you will be fine. It’s the first step, Valentine. Don’t be a loser.” She whispered in his ear and he looked at her helplessly. He immediately held her hand and kissed her knuckles, then brought it close to his wildly beating heart. Crystal rubbed his arm comfortingly and leaned her head on his shoulder. “We will be fine, Valentine. Just imagine our future, it will calm you down.” He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. A smile formed on his f
They called him the King.King of the underworld.He was a being to be feared and worshipped as he was born from darkness. He has sinned, he has crushed and ruined. He has killed. There was blood on his hands. He carried that aura to haunt the souls of living beings. He was a trickster and manipulative, but he was loyal too. He was loyal and kind to those who kept their belief in him. He would die for them and won’t hesitate to slaughter for them. Of all, he was Don of Italy and Valentine
'You can't keep me caged, Romero. I am free.'The words rang in my ears again through murk followed by a masculine scream. The scream made my otherwise stiff body jerk. The outcry wasn't ear piercing or traumatizing but laced with despair and longing. A scream enveloped in covers of obscurity echoes from afar. A scream, begging for one last chance.
A month later...A mild ache in my backbone and limbs brought me to conscious. I blinked my heavy eyelids a few times to adjust against striking light scattered in the room. My throat felt parched in dryness and I started coughing. The mere action made me squeamish and burned the empty stomach. Hell Immediately, two arms wrapped around my shoulders making me sit and rubbed my back soothingly. My spinning head rested on the shoulder of the owner and eyes tear in misery. "Water," I whispered roughly not finding my voice. It was all blurred, the surroundings. A cool glass was pressed against my lips and I took a small gulp but winced at the cutting sensation. It felt like someone has stabbed me directly in the oesophagus.
RussiaThe smoke of expensive cigar fogs the entire room. Even when it clogs the throats of four men, none of them dared to open their mouths in protest. The moment they entered the study of the greatest Mafia boss, they made sure to leave all rationality behind. No one comes here to open their mouth or judge the ice-cold man sitting behind the giant desk. All they have to do is bow their heads, answer what's questioned and follow the orders religiously. One mistake can cost them a bullet on the forehead within a fraction of seconds.The four bulky men stood taunt at a good level of 6ft with their backs straight and wearing black suits. Their frosted eyes rested on the grey carpet under their feet. Sweat beads dripped from their forehead as the Godfather of the underworld, Svetozar Volkov barked orders in Russian. Even
Crystal"Crystal.""Crystal."A profound voice gently knocks the door of darkness which was trapping me and showed me conscious. I quailed feeling someone shaking my shoulder. "Wake up. We are here. We are at home." My eyes instantly popped open and I sat straight in my seat bubbling with excitement. "We are here?" I asked rubbing my sleepy eyes and yawned behind my palm. Valentine chuckles and combed the hairs which were falling on my eyes. They were messy due to sleeping for hours. I was knocke