Kayla SantinoThe 3 fuckers drop dead like a domino effect and I can't be any more proud of my bullets. Instinctively, I hastily move to the woman to set her free, and she looks at me with sad grateful brown eyes."Hey" I whisper carefully not to frighten her and she only stares at me timidly. I quickly take off my jacket and drape it on her bare body to cover her up. Men."Thank you" she mumbles, cautiously looking at the dead bodies around us, and back to the gun in my hand in fear.Fuck.She needs to see a doctor. Despite the hell she went through, her beauty is still visible. How did she end up in this mess?"Marcello, help them out of here?" Carl shouts above the noisy sounds of the gunshots and only then, do I realise there is a shoot-out in the club, probably started by me. When did his men arrive?"Please... no" the woman cries when Marcello is about to touch her and I understand why."He's helping you to the car, no one is going to hurt you, okay? am coming with you" I ass
Kayla SantinoThe harsh rays of sunlight, from the window, wake me up from my deep slumber. Thanks to Carlos I can sleep like every regular human being. Speaking of carl, his spot is vacant and cold. He must have woken up ages ago.My door bursts open and a serious grandpa marches in,"You have exactly 10 minutes to be in the training room" he announces before shutting the door behind him. I don't know why, but since Thomas's episode, he has been a little distant and not his usual self. He is not the happy free spirit old man I know anymore.I dash to change into my workout clothes because honestly, I don't want to test him.He is a completely different person when he is like that.The training room is the entire basement, so big and spacious and it contains every kind of weapon and target.The room oozes masculinity when I enter, almost all of my father's men are present. What is grandpa up to this morning?"From today onwards I will be the one training you," he says coming towards
KaySighing to myself, I strip to look at the damage done to my body, and I wince barely staring at the bruises forming on my skin. My ribs hurt, it's like they intended to break them. I don't know what got into that old man, but he hasn't acted that rough with me before. There is another hideous bruise on my hip, I'm just thankful they didn't hit my face. Also, the bullet wound from before Is recovered but still raw to the touch.My life is so pathetic. I crawl to the bathroom for a long bath to help me soothe my sore muscles. I haven't trained that hard for a long time and I feel like I was run over by a fucking convoy.I need to go see Theo, I learned he got discharged yesterday and he is at home now. Andrea too, I haven't called to learn how she's doing, yet. I immerse myself deeper in the extremely hot water, allowing it to hurt my skin because it's what am craving.What could be the reason for Santino's bizarre behaviour? He told me to be cautious around everyone, does he k
Kay."Don't" theo holds my hand when he sees the determination in my eyes. I don't know why but seeing her like that in front of carl makes me mad. See, I didn't dislike her for nothing. I want to go right there and teach her the spelling of the word respect.Carl shakes his head looking at her disgusted, " Just get her out of here Sam " he says in a bored tone walking away.Good."I can't, am here with her" she protests pointing at me and I groan. She's such an embarrassment. Carl looks in my direction and only then did he realise I was here. "Escort her out Sam," he deadpans ignoring her arguments and sam drags her cheap ass out despite her objections. That serves her right. Maybe if she didn't act desperate she wouldn't have been humiliated like that."Damn, boss is hot" theo whispers his eyes roaming on carl like a creep and I harshly nudge his side earning a groan from him "You know theo, sometimes I even forget you're in a relationship'' I believed when in a serious relationsh
CarlosHer breathing hitches as she stares at me anticipatedly. I can hear how wildly her heart is beating right now, but I can't help it, I wanna taste those lips. I know she's not ready but I am not a patient man either.She's the only person I have thinking of lately and it's driving my mind crazy.Whatever this is, am so deep in it and no more denying it.Am really fucked up.I lift my hand and gently release the lip between her teeth."Don't do that" I whisper tracing her lip with my thumb. She doesn't even know how tempting she is and I never knew I had this much self-control until now.The girl I have been dreaming of is sitting on the table in my closet topless, with a very short skirt while I stand between her legs holding myself from doing anything that might upset her. Not even a kiss, if this is not torture."What?" she murmurs looking at me curiously. She's so innocent and I wanted her to remain that way, that's why I don't want that bitch near her. She's a bad influence a
Kayla."You made it" dean beams immediately I pull over, has he been waiting for me? Of course, it's dean we are talking about.The area is jammed, countless bikes litter the place and the sounds of roaring engines are prominent in the air. There are a few riders lined up on the sidelines waiting for their turn and each standing beside their supposed opponents. I curiously look beside me at the man who am racing with and I struggle to recollect where I saw him before. "Who is he?" I ask dean nudging my head to the guy anticipatedly. His physique is familiar, I have surely seen him somewhere but where?. I don't like being caught off guard, especially when am alone. I dismissed Marcello because I didn't want to blow my cover, I don't want dean asking questions and having a man in black following me around will surely raise eyebrows."That is your anonymous contestant for today, but don't worry my bet is on you," he whispers grinning but my eyes are on the guy whose helmet is covering
Kay.Something told me I couldn't trust this guy, I was always suspicious of him and here we are.Getting off my bike, i walk to him making sure the dagger is safe behind my back, and he watches my every step anticipatingly. Men are so easy. I stand right in front of him and lift my hand to trace my index finger on the rose, the boy shivers under my touch. Really Rico?"I didn't know you liked roses" I whisper looking into his brown eyes curiously, while they stare back at me in amusement. I know he didn't expect me this close to him."I prefer the dark ones princess, it's the colour of my heart" he whispers smirking. I have no doubt his heart is darker than hell. Everyone knows and am aware of that."I see" I bring my gaze back to his neck but instead of my finger, he's startled by the sharp cold metal. The smirk on his lips disappears and is replaced by a frown, while his eyes hold confusion."So, if you wanted us to share the love of the black roses Rico, you could have just tol
Kay.It's been 6 hours and no sign of Carlos. I'm in my bed trying to sleep but It's evident I have become too much dependent on him.Lately, I often look forward to bedtime. Am not being naughty but sleeping in his arms, damn.They are so big and whenever they hold me, I don't have to think or worry about anything whatsoever.The warmth of his body lulls me to sleep and boy, does he smell so fine.I miss him. I think at this moment am way far gone.That is really a bad thing though, but then again, it's a relief having a shoulder to lean on because am human after all. Admittedly, I have started feeling something for Carl and it frightens me. I don't know if he's changed but I fear he will break my heart.I never had a boyfriend or felt an attraction towards a man prior. I can't believe the first person to make me feel that way is a complete sin. To make it worse, I don't know if I affect him in the same manner or even the tiniest.I hate not knowing things, but I know if he missed m