MATILDA'S POV"Ma'am, is everything okay?" Martha asked immediately, she rushed into the sitting room. I sat down, mopping like a fool, still unable to process what was happening. I began feeling dizzy, and the whole room was spinning nonstop in my eyes."Ma'am," she called yet again, but I was slowly losing sense of my surroundings. I heard her beckoning on the guards to come, but before I knew it, I had lost consciousness.I opened my eyes, but the light was too bright. I shut my eyes, but I could hear Sergio and Mace arguing over God knows what. I managed to open my eyes, and I tried a little harder to keep them open as my eyes adjusted to the brightness of the light."Darling, you are awake?" I heard Ana's voice. I followed the voice only to see her seated on the chair next to the bed.I was a bit confused about where we were and what was going on."What happened to me?" I asked Ana. I tried getting up, but Ana held me down."Honey, please stay put." I
MACE'S POVThose very words were what I had been waiting for this whole time. I paused immediately when I heard Ray say he had found the bitch. I let out a devilish grin because I knew what I had in store for that mad bitch.She had taken more than she could chew. If she had messed with me, I would be lenient, but you mess with my family, and I will send you to the afterlife in pieces."Where?" "Right under our nose."Tilda jumped off the bed while hurriedly heading to the door"Honey, where are you off to?" Mom asked her. "To get my son!" She screamed, her voice filled with pain."Amorino," I gently called her; she didn't answer, nor did she glance my way. I touched her shoulder, and she turned towards me."I promise to bring our son home; I give you my word," I reassured her, looking her in the eyes while patting her hair."Mace, I want to bash that weirdo's head in for causing me pain.""I will make her pay for all the pain and misery she has caused
MACE'S POVI had so many thoughts running through my mind as I raced up the stairs. I prayed so hard, but it wasn't what I was thinking. I don't know what I would do if anything happened to her.I was in disbelief looking at her standing like an avenger with a gun in her hands and Sarah lying down dead beneath her. I never thought Amorino could fire a gun, but here I am looking at the very impossible staring me in the face.I ran towards her, took the gun from her, and handed it over to Ray.I looked her over before hugging her. I was glad she was okay and even happier that we both saved our son together."Amorino, are you okay?" I asked, peering into her face."I'm fine; where is Vey?" she asked immediately, looking from me to Ray."Vey is fine," Dad replied. She quickly ran to him and grabbed him from his hands, hugging him so hard."Mammy!""Mammy is here, Vey," she said, smiling at him."Hold on, were you going to accept this crazy bitch proposal?" S
I turned on the shower, and as I stood under it naked, the water trickled down my body, washing off the stains of blood.It was a gloomy day. I had killed every last one of Tigger's men and also lost five of mine. I was so angry because the bastard got away, but not for long. It was a long hunt after all, but I need to set an example for every other bastard that would want to challenge us.My enemies have grown further, and I know my life is in danger every single minute of the day, but I am more powerful than ever. I had to exercise my Dominion over New York and also send a message to every other cartel: there is no room for traitors and no forgiveness when passing judgment. New York is mine, and no one will ever take it away from me.I picked up my phone to ask Ray to set up some torture sessions when Felix's call came in."We found him, Capo, the Accountant that owes us.""Where?""Boston, Ray, and I will be heading over to Boston, Capo."Finally, something exciting to do. Someone
"Matilda! Come on out; you're taking forever in there"."Coming Dad! Let me get the last batch". I yelled as I kept wandering around the rooms like a lost soul, unable to leave the past behind. The memories I had made here were as if they were all yesterday. I couldn't believe how quickly time flies and how fleeting life is."I can't believe we are moving, with all the memories we made here, both sweet and bad, left behind". I murmured to myself. I could hear Mom's laughter as it echoed, the many birthdays I had celebrated within these walls, the many wars we had fought and conquered.I could give anything to bring the past back; how was I to face what lay ahead? No one prepared me for this; no one told me that things could take a turn so quickly. I couldn't help but shed a few tears. I sank to the ground as I remembered Mom's last moments at the hospital.She had suffered greatly and was in so much pain, looking all lean and fragile, but I still wanted her around. I prayed earnestly
A knock on the door interrupted my cleaning midway. I opened the door, and a girl about my age, putting on a purple and white flowered gown, was at the door. I took in her appearance; she had a set of Brown eyes, and her black wavy hair was tied in a high ponytail. She looked a bit simple, but she was beautiful in her cheap clothes."Hi, I am Grace!" She said this while smiling at me warmly. I was surprised at how forward she sounded, but I guess it's their way of greeting and meeting the new occupants. I just stood still, holding a mop stick in my hand, while staring at her."We live opposite you, just me and my grandma," she announced excitedly as she pointed at the door opposite us."Hi, I'm Matilda." I smiled at her. I know it's a bit strange, but I kind of liked her energy. I guess my smile made her feel relaxed and a little more chatty."There has never been a young person packed in, so I wanted to be friends with you," she went on, but this time around the smile on her face dis
"Shaving honey!"This is the first time I have seen Dad shave off his beard after we lost Mom."This is a good development" I whispered to myself. I work two part-time jobs with my best friend Grace; it hasn't been entirely easy, but I am having the time of my life. I know it wasn't what I had planned for my life, but I was kind of grateful that we kept taking one step at a time.Dad works as an accountant at a local shopping mall; the pay isn't much, and I don't know why he chose this small, unpopular town out of all the places in the county. I mean, we used to live in New York City, and my dad was a successful accountant before we sold everything to save my mom from cancer. I sometimes wonder why he chooses to live from hand to mouth when he can actually walk into any accounting firm and get a job offer immediately. I did not want to complain, but I couldn't help but pity my dad.I think he just needed a fresh start, to breathe new air, and needs a break from all the city hassle. W
It was the god-like man from the ice cream shop; his mischievous smile and dominating aura couldn't let me think straight. I kept asking myself what was going on and why he had a gun pointed at my dad."Is this a robbery attack?" I muttered to myself, but there was nothing of value to attract such a man here. I was more confused than ever. I was trying to gather my head around what was going on and what this stranger from the shop was doing at my house when one of the men gave my dad a resounding slap.I was shaken to my very core and scared, but I couldn't hold back the tears. Dad fell on his back, and I couldn't resist rushing toward him. I held him as he was wincing in pain."Dad, are you okay?"But he didn't give me a reply; he quickly sat up and held me so close to him as though he were protecting me from the danger in the room."I'm good, honey; don't worry, it will soon be over," my dad reassured me with a shaky voice.The man from the ice cream shop chuckled so devilishly as h