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Chapter Sixty One{Davinia}
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Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Sixty Two{Davinia}
So I stay. I stay with Timothy, my bodyguard, Butcher. I stay and watch over him, listening to the beeping of the heart monitor. Watching the agony itched on his face since she died. Since he lost his daughter, his daughter Gabriella. Ever since that accident, he's had this look of agony itched on his face. Of course random people won't see it, all they'd see is fear but for those of us that know what pain is and how it looks like, we know that Butcher still mourns, still hurts, still wishes it was just a bad dream. Does it ever go away? The pain, does it ever stop hurting? Maybe for regular people it does but for us sworn in blood and violence, it doesn't stop, it does not leave. It continues until we become numb and can no longer feel. Can no longer tell if we should scream or cry. I want to give up, I really want to but I can't. I'm in too deep. We're in too deep. My eyes are tired of crying, my throat is dry and sore from screaming. I take hold of his cold hand and rub it. "L
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Sixty Three {Davinia}
"He's unconscious, Davinia. That's enough. We've got all we need from him." Tiana has a tight grip on my hand. She's scared I might lose it, I can tell from the way she keeps searching for closure in my eyes. For warmth, for Davi. Marco is unrecognizable, except for his hair which also has a fair amount of blood matting it, the rest of his body is messy with blood. My eyes drop down to the bloody scalpel in my hand. The metalic taste of blood fills my lungs like I drank a cup of it, my face is coated with blood and so is my right hand. Slowly and stiffly, I look up at Tiana's eyes which are full of worry and I look down at my pants trousers that have splashes of blood on them. "I need a bath." I mutter stiffly. She nods her head in agreement as she takes the scalpel from me and throws it away. The sound of it echoes in the room, giving a dramatic effect. "Let's go." She holds my arm and begins to lead me away from Marco but someone blocks our path. I lazily drag my eyes to look
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Sixty Four {Davinia}
No matter how long I stay in the lavender-scented bath, it does not work. No matter how hard I scrub my flesh, when I look at it, I see blood. Not just any blood, but Papa's blood. Quickly, I shake my mind off the thought. I can't allow my emotions to control me; now I'm being attacked by my past. Something Mother usually says rings in my mind."You can't take lives and expect to be happy."She's not wrong. I didn't technically kill my father, but I led him to his demise. If only I had obeyed Mother; now I bear the curse. The water is starting to get cold, so I get out.Rolan is not in my room when I leave the washroom. That's good because I'd love to have a few moments to myself. Walking to my closet with only a bathrobe on, all I have in my mind is how to crush those who defy me. I take out a black polyester jumpsuit and a pair of black ankle boots.I tie my hair up in a neat bun, and this time my hair cooperates with me. "I want everyone present for a meeting right now. I don't car
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Sixty Five {Davinia}
Apart from Federico, whose office and home have been formerly and thoroughly checked, no one else stands to their feet. My cruel smile widens. They are just making this more fun for me. I was planning on forgiving those who came out, but seeing as they've become reluctant to do so..."Boss," a soldier calls my attention. I nod, and he whispers something in my ear before submitting a document on the table in front of me and leaving.Interesting.I look up at the middle-aged men in the room with me. Although their faces are stern, one could smell their fear and uncertainty."I see you've all chosen death."Marcus's younger brother, Marlo, stands up from his seat with so much force it sends the chair flying. His face is red with anger, and one could almost see the steam coming out of his ears. "How dare you treat us this way?! Whatever you see is what you deserve because we refuse to serve under a person like you!" he seethes, spitting like a mad snake.Everyone stares at him like he's t
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Sixty Six{Davinia}
"You can't do this!!" "I am doing it right now, go on." While the guards hold the men down, with their heads up and necks bare, the nurses with face masks and gloves take the injection. They look up to me to give the order and I nod. They give them the shot then the guards release the men one after the other. The nurses step back and bow to me and I do the same. "Thanks a lot for your work and cooperation, girls, you can leave now." One after the other, with guards escorting them, they leave the room. Melancholy sets in, the realization of what just happened grip their throat so hard that their face turns so white, one should be worried. But I'm not done, oh I'm not. Currently, I'm standing behind Federico's chair. I hold the top firmly and the man sitting on it jerks. I smirk. "You see men, the reason I did not kill you is because I don't have backups and you all have been in the system long enough but fret not, give me three months and death will come to you. And if you thought
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Sixty Seven{Rolan}
The air tonight is thick with fear. I just watched my wife-to-be put men old enough to be their fathers in a time-out. I can't help but feel a surge of pride as I see the devilish smirk on her face, even when she's hurting inside. Davinia is not just a woman; she's a queen, and I respect that.Her capos won't be causing her any issues for a while now, and judging by the look on her uncle's face, he has no clue how or when she did it. Tiana also appears confused and shocked, while everyone else seems like they've encountered death itself."You have to rest, uncle," Tiana urges her uncle to leave the room and retire for the night. She stands up from her seat to escort him out, but Maxwell is still reeling from the shock."Your sister—" he begins."Had to do what she had to do," Tiana politely cuts him off with a tired sigh. Our eyes briefly lock before she looks away. Something tells me she knows about Davinia's lab mates. These girls are not to be messed with. Maxwell does not seem to
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Sixty Eight{Davinia}
My head hurts. I hold my hand to it as I sit up on my bed. My bed? I remember falling asleep on Butcher's thighs when his soothing storytelling voices hit the right spot to make me seek the comfort of sleep. So how did I end up in my own bed? I'm certain Timothy isn't in any position to lift me and put me to bed."This should help with headaches."My eyes snap up to see Rolan walking into my room with the confidence of a king, holding a glass of water in his right hand and a pill in his left. His handsome face remains blank and expressionless, but his eyes are not as icy as when we first met."Helen was about to bring it in, so I took it from her because I also wanted to see you," he says as he places the water and pill in my hands."Oh," is all I manage to say. I clear my throat before tossing the aspirin into my mouth and washing it down with water. I take another sip of water and then place the cup on the desk next to my bed.The bed sinks as he sits on it, his right leg folded in
Fire Meets Gasoline Chapter Sixty Nine {Davinia}
"These are the designs we picked. Your approval is needed before we go ahead with it,"My secretary, Louisa, explains to me as we walk side by side, the sound of our heels clicking and clacking across the walls.I take a look at the designs for the mall we're launching in Moscow. Everything looks too modern and intimidating to me."I don't like any of these. What I want is a building that looks modern but welcoming. I want people to walk into the mall without feeling oppressed. Yes, our products are low priced, but they're not so high that the average person would be too scared to afford them. Review more options and let me see them before the day ends.""Yes, ma'am," she replies, taking the papers from me and heading in a different direction as I turn to walk into my office. But I stop dead in my tracks when I spot a man dressed in a black coat and hat sitting on the sofa in my office.I immediately pull out my gun. "Who the fuck are you?" I sneer. My feet do not move from their posit
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