Blair has never been so scared all her life. She exhaled sharply and turned slowly to look at Tristan. Her eyes landed on his cool face and unconsciously, she fell on her knees."What..... what are you doing?" She stammered, moving backwards on her knees.Tristan quietly kept looking at her face then slowly glanced lazily at the dishes she brought. "Are those for me?""Y...yes." Blair nodded vigorously."Hmm." Tristan mumbled with a nod. Before Blair could say "Jack", he hit her jaw with the tail of his gun.She screamed out in pain as she fell off and landed on the ground. She spited out blood from her mouth and panted heavily as she glanced at Tristan, trying to be brave. "What are you doing!" She screamed at him."At least.... when trying to tail me, put in your best and do it perfectly well. "I've been in the hotel during the day to check out how things go on around here. One, the waitress here do not put on nose rings. Two, the space between the time I received the call and the
It was late in the afternoon when Bella's car drove into the large compound. Almost immediately, numerous guards gathered around her car. She stepped out and raised her hands as they all pointed their guns at her. "I come in peace. I want to Castro. Your boss." "Why would you wanna see Castro? You of all people!" A huge guy coming from the main entrance called out.Bella turned to look at him. "Because I have a business deal to offer. Take me to Castro."The huge guy stared up and down at her and beckoned to the nearest guard standing beside him. "Put a call across Edna. Tell him Angelo's wife is here to see him.""Okay boss." The guard replied and took off immediately.The huge man turned back to look at Bella. "This'd better be important."Bella smiled confidently. "Trust me." thinking about their new plan and hoping it would work this time around.Her mother walked into the room and she turned eagerly to lol look at her. "What did he say?"Bella smiled. "Once Tristan is out of th
Iris paced in her room, thinking about their new plan and hoping it would work this time around.Her mother walked into the room and she turned eagerly to lol look at her. "What did he say?"Bella smiled. "Once Tristan is out of the country, they are gonna strike.""How are they gonna do that?""Don't worry dear. The guards are all under my command now."Iris gasped and laughed. "Mom? Are you being serious right now? We are finally gonna take over what's rightfully ours!" "Yes my dear. Tristan will be out for good once he leaves the country."Mother and daughter laughed together when suddenly, they heard a movement behind them."Not too soon dear mother. Don't laugh yet." Tristan's cool voice interrupted their laughter.If Bella had a gun, it would have been a lot better but she was totally harmless and Tristan was already closing up on them.She was planning on staying brave and didn't mean to step back but she disappointed herself and do so."You don't need to step back mom. I won'
Tristan Bruno sat in the plane with his legs crossed in front of him.He was mad but as usual, his face was void of it. He took out his phone and checked for messages but none from the person he was expecting it from.No messages from godfather and his worries increased.The air hostess came by with a tray of wines in tall glasses and stopped beside Tristan's seat. "Care for some, sir?"Tristan waved her off, his eyes staring outside the small window. The waitress walked past him to another seat.Tristan folded his arms in front of his chest as he gently closed his eyes, recollecting all what Angelo said. He had a bad feeling about leaving the Bruno family behind. He knew what might happen now that he was away. The only true friend he knew in Italy was Adrian. Angelo's secret messanger.Before he left that night, he had secretly met with him and asked him to keep an eye on things going on things going on in the secret mansion.Adrian had promised to do his best and to update him whe
Tristan looked away and got his aspirin before also heading out of the store.He caught a glimpse of Gianna running through a deserted part as he journeyed back to the hotel.He stopped when he suddenly heard a sharp voice screaming out angrily and it was coming out from the director Gianna took a moment ago.He turned and reversed, taking that route too;to know what was going on.He stood a little distance away and saw the scenario.*"Let go of me!" Gianna shouted again, trying everything possible to hide her feminine voice."You gat money in your pocket. Let's have it and we well let you go." One of the three men said with a pipe of cigarette sticking out from the corner of his mouth.Gianna scoffed. "I can't let you have any of my money! It's mine and not yours!" "Then we are really gonna hurt you!" Another one yelled. They grabbed Gianna's hands and we're about throwing her some punches when they heard movements behind them."Aren't you gonna stop harassing someone who's old eno
Tristan looked at the man and stepped forward. He was quick to notice the change in the laundry man's face and voice. "Do you know him?"* Tristan asked again."Eh? No! I don't know him. I really don't know him. When are you bringing your clothes?" The man asked, automatically changing the topic.Tristan stared at him suspiciously and answered the question anyway. "In a day's time." Tristan replied.In order not to raise any suspicions, he said his good bye and left, knowing he was coming back the following day.He was stepping outside the plaza when he saw the laundry man's daughter coming in with a cup of coffee. "Hi." Tristan waved and the girl stopped to look at him."Why are you always saying that? That's not my name." The little girl mumbled, sipping her coffee.Tristan smiled. "I see. Do you mind telling me what it is then?""Jenny." "Wow. A cute name. So, Jenny.. what do I get you when I'm coming back tommorow?""I've cream, I guess.' Jenny replied grumpily.Tristan smiled. "
Tracy sat in front of her small house, lost in thought.Gianna was already inside, packing her stuff. She felt bad as a mother.Only if her small business in the market could raise the money for her daughter's education then she wouldn't have to go all the way to Philadelphia...."Mother?"Tracy snapped out of thought as soon as she heard Gianna's voice from behind. "Mom. Are you okay? Mom....I told you to stop thinking about it, did I not? I will be fine and you be will fine too if you continue taking your medication.""I know. I'm just worried about what you are going there to do. It's not gonna be easy.""But the pay is good. I feel motivated by the money mom. I can do this. Just wish me luck."Tracy smiled up at her and nodded.**Tristan got back to the hotel and that was when the bed news came.Adrian's call came through and once he picked it up, he knew something was not right."Adrian? Tell me what's wrong." Tristan commanded."I'm sorry Consiglerie but I failed." Adrian sig
The new red car sped up on the road, running so fast and ignoring all the traffic rules.It was obvious the driver was crazy or either drunk.Tristan was behind the wheel, driving like no other car existed on the road. He was just coming back from the company where he brought his car. He's got so much plan ahead. Which revenge was included.Few hours ago, he'd called Elvis to gave him an assignment to check those who were still willing to be with him. He would become the new boss; he would be taking the Mafia boss's position.Tristan got back to the hotel and was settling in when Elvis's call came through. "How did it go?""It appears that 70% of your Bruno family still wants to follow you, Consiglerie." Elvis said from the other line.Tristan's eyes dimmed and he breathed in. "Is Matteo among?" "Yes. He can't wait to come over and join hands with you.""Can they possible get here before sundown tommorow?" Tristan asked."Illegal shipping can do the risk boss." Elvis replied."Go