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Fifty Seven: Drill
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Mafia's Little Pearl Fifty eight: Pasta and teasing
Jade's povIt was evening already and I had just finished showering and was drying my hair in front of the mirror. I observed my hair for some time and thought maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea to go back to having brown hair. I wasn't at my uncle's house any longer and Suzy or Marcel weren't around either so nobody would really remember what my mother used to look like or even dare to compare me to her. I sighed lazily and yawned just as I heard some footsteps coming from the hallway. I guessed Saint was back. I put on some comfy shorts and a loose-fitting top and walked out of my room towards the kitchen. I peeked by the sitting room which was on the way but I didn't see him. I felt a bit disappointed as I didn't see him and continued to the kitchen. Reaching there, I saw him with his back turned towards me, taking out a bottle of water from the refrigerator. I beamed at his sight and walked nearer to him. "Hey," I said making him turn around. He saw me and smiled at me. "
Mafia's Little Pearl Fifty nine: I don't love her
Jade's pov. I stared at my now brown hair in the mirror, taking in my new look. And I couldn't lie, I did look like my mother. I looked more like her than Suzy did and it only made me spite her the more. I was already starting to miss the red colour which had been my signature look until now but this was already done so it was a new era for me after all. We had gone to the bar the previous day and I had to prepare my hair for the party the next day. Betty had looked at me in surprise and excitement when I told her I was going back to being a brunette and I could not wait to show her either. And Saint too. I wondered what he would think of the new colour. He would probably be surprised at the sudden change. I thought, turning my face to look at the other side of my hair. He wasn't back yet and the thought of him seeing my new look was already making me even more excited that I couldn't wait to show him. A few minutes later, I heard cars pull up and I looked out the window to see
Mafia's Little Pearl Sixty: Night -1
Jade's pov I stared at my phone the next day, my eyes all puffy and swollen from crying myself to sleep because of Saint. I looked at the number Marcel had used to call, contemplating if I should call him. I missed him, that I knew but I was the one who had been angry at him, yelled at him and even hung up. I sighed. What was I thinking? Calling him? If he came out, Saint's men would be ready to get him in no minute and bring him over to Saint. And as Saint had said, he was going to kill him. And I've seen what Saint did to people at the bar basement. I didn't want that for Marcel, even though it was almost inevitable. I honestly didn't want him dead, the thought alone terrified me. And I had just been lying to myself all along, convincing myself that I didn't care if he was alive or dead. I was really a bad person. I dropped my phone and lay back on my bed. I was not going to risk his life by calling him or anything. If I found a way to do so, I would. But no impulsive decisio
Mafia's Little Pearl Sixty one: Night-2
Jade's pov. I rolled my eyes at him as we started to walk into the building. We stopped halfway when CJ and some other guys came to us and they had a little chat with Saint. After that, we were checked and then went in. Saint's hand was still firmly holding me and it didn't seem like he was going to let me go any second. From time to time when I looked at him, he was looking straight ahead, focused on where we were going. The inside of the hall was just as beautiful as the outside, if not more and had fancy decorations all over. There were men dressed in black suits who stood along the way where we were supposed to pass through to go to the venue and as we walked, I tried to remove my hand from his grip but his grip was almost too tight.He then turned to me. "What's gotten into you today?" He asked. The anger was still there in his eyes as I met them and his lips curved downwards in a frown. "What's gotten into me?" I asked almost sarcastically, scoffing. Was he acting innocent
Mafia's Little Pearl Sixty two: Night -3
Saint's povFor a weird reason, my heart skipped a beat. I wasn't supposed to let her out of my sight. Here was too dangerous and she was supposed to be next to me all night. My eyes danced around the room as I searched for her, feeling my lips press together a bit harder than usual. Where the fuck was she?! I searched the room a bit more among the little crowd of people, then found her at the far end of the room giggling away at what some dickhead was whispering in her ears while holding her shoulder. The fuck?What the fuck was she laughing at? She had been feisty the whole evening and here she was, laughing with some guy? My legs walked faster than my head could think and the next thing, I saw myself matching to where they were. I got there and grabbed her arm and started walking out, not acknowledging the dude. I knew she was glaring at me, just by the way she was trying to let go of her arm and resist. But I was done with the whole bullshit for the evening and wanted it
Mafia's Little Pearl Sixty three: Night - 4
Saint's Pov How could I have been this careless? Fuck it! And the stupid asshole that shot at us? He was done for!! I had made sure to shoot at his tyres after he had shot Jade and I was sure some of my men had gotten a hold of him. He was going to pay. I held Jade in my arms as I watched her breath start to become uneven. I was screaming her name and asking her if she could hear me and to stay with me but she just stared at me and I knew she was losing consciousness. She was losing a lot of blood as well. Everyone around was on an alert and was starting to create a scene from what just happened while some security guards from outside and inside the building came running towards us. I hated the whole attention. This was part of the reason why I had told her let's get out of here a few minutes ago. The exact same thing I was trying to avoid ended up happening. I was still trying to process how she had heard I and CJ's conversation a few days ago. And she had heard me say I did
Mafia's Little Pearl Sixty four: I saw her
Jade's Pov Pain. That's what I first felt when I woke up. I opened my eyes slowly and was met with an unfamiliar ceiling. My eyes studied it for some time before Saint's face appeared on top of me obstructing my view. "You're awake." He said, peering into my eyes. I didn't respond as I stared at him for some time and then looked around the room, trying to figure out where I was. I saw an older man standing behind Saint who had his arms folded. I then recognised the room. It was Saint's. But the older man? He was someone I hadn't seen before and it made me wonder who he was. I grunted as I started to sit up, feeling the pain in my abdomen. Saint put his arm behind me helping me up and a pillow behind my back to support me. The unfamiliar man rushed over to the other side of the bed and reached out his hand, making me shift towards Saint a bit. "It's alright," Saint assured me. "He's the house doctor and he's the one that has been taking care of you since yesterday. Yesterday?
Mafia's Little Pearl Sixty five: Surreal
Jade's Pov. The days passed swiftly. I was still in his room and it was me waking up. eating my food, taking my medication and going back to sleep. The pain was starting to subside, I was getting better and soon, the stitches got removed. Saint and I didn't really speak much. Or rather I kept the talk with him brief always. I was still hurt by what he had said and was trying so much to just be on my own in the meantime since I had a lot of things going on in my mind. Including him, Suzy and Marcel as well. Plus I also wanted to get physically healthy and stop being limited to just his room space, which I kind of was already getting familiar with. Saint on the other hand didn't press further each time I ended the conversation and he was around for a decent amount of time to take care of me. I always woke up to him beside me and he made sure I was comfortable always. He was the one that had insisted on me staying back in his room and even when I told him my room was just fine, he did
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