Orianne knew this time would come, when Vitaliya will finally inherit their group.
“We will do everything that must be done for this event”, she assured him.“But please, limit the violence and fun, Mrs. Hachatrjan. I know how your usual arrangements were done and I have nothing against it. I just want it to be as peaceful as possible”, he added.“You can trust us with that. But does Vitaliya know about this?”“She will, but soon. I’m making this early request for an event bound to happen the next year. I am no longer sure on how long I’ll be breathing.”She watched him as he drank from his glass again. “You think way ahead, uncle.”“In this life we are in, we are even lucky to reach this kind of age. Somebody will always want our head, nobody’s an exception. That’s why, Mrs. Hachatrjan, it&rs“My ladies are still… hic… they finally got a new piece of information”, the lady in red in front her said.“And what might that be?”“They found the treasure box, and that’s all they can reach. It’s impossible to go any further but I… hic… still ordered them to stay there until they are no longer of use.”Gianna Doxon was a mysterious woman she met while drinking at the club. She got drunk and vented something really personal and the kind lady offered her help. “Women supporting women” as she says.“Thank you for the effort so far, Gianna. I’m sure the money is not enough as a payment.”Gianna raised her bottle of vodka. “Getting free access to your very illegal club, Oriana, and the very illegal fun it gives is…hic… enough for me. The ladies, too, really appreciated their free stay
“Continue getting riled up like that and you’ll be giving your men a show”, Asani, Amos’ younger brother teased as he sat down where Oriana used to.Amos pulled Oriana to his lap, still his hand wrapped around her waist. He rested his hand on her lap which she immediately darted her eyes on. She slowly rested her left hand on his right hand. With her eyes still on Asani, she pinched Amos’ hand. The pain was like an electricity that travelled from his hand to his whole body.“I thought you were with your boss”, Amos said as he slowly recovered from the electrifying pain. His hand was now the one resting on Oriana’s hand.“She’s resting at the moment. So she is my sister-in-law?”Oriana can see how Asani is opposite to Amos. He looked so serious and it seems that his facial muscles are locked in place. He was not the type to show emotions, unlike his brothe
The sound of cup of coffee falling echoed throughout the room.“Oh”, is what Oriana could all say after looking down on the microphone she forgot to turn off.Even the workers who heard it all around the building were shocked. Some stood still, some flinched while most tried not to laugh.Oriana stood up straight and put on a smile. “All of you, you didn’t hear anything from a while ago, okay?”All of the workers nodded their heads except for Awasis who just smiled. “Lady K, the voicemail is done playing. Most are disappointed by her absence.”“And so it seems. Mister, don’t you have a party to attend to?”Amos stood up and fixed his suit before grabbing Oriana by her shoulders and kissing her. She thought it was over when he left her lips but she was wrong since he just angled his face to fully have control of Oriana&rsquo
Oriana watched how Amos received the box from Mr. F’s bodyguard. Why would this Yakuza leader choose to attend today’s ceremony when he despise Russian mafia groups? Could it be that he’s showing interest towards the de Santis’ precious daughter?Mr. F’s suit, embroidered with an abstract dragon, glistened when he faced the car she was in while Amos did the same. He just tapped Amos on the shoulder before heading inside his car and driving off.“So you’re not going to smoke cigarettes anymore? You’ll settle with this pipe?”, Oriana asked when Amos slid on the driver’s seat. She knew that Mr. F only gift pipes to men and kimono for women.He didn’t answer and just stared at his wife. “We’re going home.” He placed the golden box in between them and started driving.The silence was growing eerie and Oriana cannot take it anymore.“Ma
“And you know what? My maid bought me a dress today. I wanted to wear it but she said that I can only wear it during birthdays or weddings. Now, I hate her”, the little girl ranted as she sat in front of the boy. Her hair was in twin tails and she was dressed very nicely. “Is that so? Maybe it’s just so beautiful that you cannot wear it just anytime”, the boy answered, trying to sound positive. “Hmm, it was really sparkly and it looked like the clouds. I cannot wait to show it to you when I finally wore it”, the little girl said and the boy just smiled at the radiance this girl was emitting. “Baby, where are you?” Both of them looked up. The little girl immediately stood up. “I promise to show you my dress when I finally wore it. Then, my maid won’t be angry”, she said with a big smile before running to where her maid was. After two weeks, the little girl visited the boy once again and this time, wearing her sparkly dress just as she promised. “Look, mister. I look like a princ
“Call the young lady.”The maid frantically went up the stairs after the house’s patriarch said his command. She ran towards the young lady’s room and took a deep breath before knocking.“Young miss, it’s Celestina”, the maid greeted.She heard the sound of heels clicking heading towards her and the door opened.“Yes?”, the young lady asked, now in her dress and her hair fixed.The maid was taken aback with their young miss’ beauty but she immediately recovered and cleared her throat.“Your father is requesting for your presence, miss”, the maid managed to say in the middle of being intimidated by both the father and his daughter in front of her.The lady in front of her looked at her back to check the time and clicked her tongue.
Orianne couldn’t help but sniff the jacket that Amos gave her. She expected to smell some manly and expensive perfume but no matter how many times she sniffed it inside the elevator, it still smelled like baby powder. How ironic, she thought, since instead of gun powder, it was baby powder.While still waiting to reach her floor, she smiled at her own reflection thinking that nobody managed to surprise her as many times as Amos did today. She looked at the changing numbers of the elevator and composed herself when the doors opened.A man in a suit welcomed her and guided her to the only double doors in the entire floor. Two men in black guarding the doors opened it for her and the smell of formality, luxury, and business welcomed her. She cannot properly scan the whole crowd but, surely her relatives and some business partners attended.Only the stage’s lights were on, leaving the crowd in a minim
Orianne, concerned to involve more people, walked swiftly through the crowd towards where her parents’ table. Her mother just grinned at her while her father, still holding a glass of liquor, used his pinky finger to point at jacket on Orianne’s chair.“Leave it and go”, Reagan said and drank from his glass.Orianne shook her head and grabbed the jacket before the screen once again turned on. Instead of a video, a text was sent.“Take it and leave.”“Amos is truly a sweetheart. Orianne, just go home immediately, okay? We don’t want a rocket taking this building down if you’ll stay for another few minutes”, her mother said.“Enjoy the rest of the evening, mother, father”, Orianne bid goodbye.She held her clutch with her other hand. The people around watched h