Earlier.Zavi CovillieI watched as Wallace pushed her into Fraser's room, Fraser was on the bed waiting and I could imagine the desperation in his eyes. Vanora was damn hot, even from the niqab, you could see her hidden structured body. Fraser giggled and I felt the need to walk into that room and blow off his head but I had a plan, although it wasn't my plan to give him an easy death. I knew she was looking for an escape route, she saw the camera and knew Fraser's men were watching her, though I had Wallace stand aside and wait for my order. And then she saw the wine that I had prepared. Something I'd wanted her to use, she pulled off her niqab, and damn, my dick reacted, by mere watching her from the screen. I could see through her, her thighs looked so creamy and inviting, she had these high cheekbones, beautiful emerald eyes, and plump lips, She had the perfect fuck body, I wanted to devour her right there, to mark her mine forever and when my eyes went to Fraser's wide eyes, I
……Vanora CampbellI've seen my mother die, in fact, she died in my arms, but I've never seen anyone shot directly, and not someone who died for my sake. I knew these men were dangerous, the first time I calculated that they were in the mafia, I knew I was not gonna survive it. My dad had fucked me up so many times, I was a pain in his ass, he hated me because I reminded him of my mother who he killed, although he didn't just shoot my mother in the head, he led the bastards who killed her, and this is the only thing he could do? to offer me to the devil himself. My back rested against the wall and my face bent in between my lap as I thought about it. I can't hold up this way, I know I act all mighty and brave but this is one thing that breaks me down, seeing someone shot in front of you. That bastard. That monster. How could he look very comfortable after killing that innocent girl?. The door opened and someone walked in. I took in a breath as I saw the monster looking down at me
I woke up feeling much better than yesterday. Today, I was going to start training but it didn't involve killing. Fuck, I shiver remembering that they were gonna force me to kill before escaping and one thing was that no how I was going to kill, and my plan was targeted at the mob boss. It's crazy right?. Pretty okay. My eyes darted at the small stool and I found some clothes, toiletries, etc. It was the same bag Wallace gave me the last time. I quickly went into the bathroom to take my bath. ...I was out of the room, looking fresh. I knew they hadn't called me up first but If I was going to undergo any training in the house, I should have food in my stomach. It'd given me time to look for my escape. My leg was much better this morning as I happily walked past some guards at every pillar of the mansion. They were all alert and looking at me as I walked, hopped, or skipped down the hallway in search of the kitchen. The house was huge and fine, and I knew it'd take a while to get t
"Next time, remind me to put up an act to eat in my room," I told Davina. She laughed."Well, you won't be eating there after today. You'll be joining the master in his dining." I deadpanned. My eyes grazed hers when I found her holding my hand."Hey..c'mon, don't be afraid. There are two dining halls in this mansion. We're a family, and as a family, we eat together. The boss cannot eat with the sluts and soldiers. They're the lowest common humans in this mansion, but the boss eats with the higher ranks, like us."I blinked."Like us?." "Like you and I. Don't worry, with time, you'll get to know everyone and their ranks. And when you're sworn in, the sluts will not have to look down on you anymore." Her words pierce into my mind. This is getting funnier than I expected. My shocked eyes melted into amused ones.Davina's phone buzzed. She tucked her short hair behind her ear and looked into her phone. "I have to go to work. You'll be good, right?." She asked. Her brown eyes looke
Zavi CovillieThe hell. She tried to kill me, so if I hadn't ordered my men to put only a bullet in the gun earlier, she could have killed me. That bitch!.I was angry, angry that she disrespected me in front of my men, she was brave. No one looks me in the eye, but here the little whore was looking at me and challenging me, she even pointed a gun at my face. If it was another girl, I could have let my men fuck her to death but she's mine. The thought of it alone is crazy. That's the least punishment that I have given to anybody. I raked my hand through my hair as I sat down. I took a joint from the ashtray and lit it up. I smoked and puffed it out as the smoke filled the room, relaxing me and lightening up my mood. At least she's fucking strong. Her stronghold on life is something to me. I heard a few knocks at the door and looked at it."Come in," I gruffly said. The door opened and Davina walked in with her head down. "The few injured girls have been prepped up for tonight's
The car drove out to the driveway and the devil quickly said in a gruff voice, "Halt," And the car came to an abrupt stop. I tilted my head at him, confused on why he asked his driver to stop. He opened the car and came down, and from the window, I saw him lit up weed. I sighed, frustratedly. I haven't eaten for two days and this is how he's gonna make me suffer?. He led me out of his mansion in this..slutty dress that I'm not comfortable with just to stop on a stupid driveway to smoke weed. I was more than frustrated. I opened my mouth to speak but suddenly my door opened from my side and I was dragged out by Zavi. He opened the front door and pushed me in and then shut the door at my face, his eyes never meeting mine as he puffed more smoke from his lips. 5 secs later, he opened the driver's seat and commanded, "Get out." His driver quickly stepped out and he climbed in and shut the door. He ignited the car and sped off. "Is that necessary?." I mocked his all too bossy a
I sipped my wine. "Uhm.." I hesitated but watched him calmly. He was waiting for my answer, and there was no way I was gonna deny it. He knew, he caught me. But what he didn't know was that I lived in Sicily before we relocated. Sip. "Why do you ask, your highness?." My voice came out hoarsely. I spoke without thinking, maybe I'm starting to get drunk, drunk in the morning?. "Because I want to know." "Yes, I am. I lived in Sicily back in the days." I answered, not allowing myself to think of my days in Sicily. His eyes rose at my answer, and he sat upright, clasping both hands together and resting his elbow on his thighs. "Why did you move out of Sicily?." He asked me, eyeing me suspiciously. No,no, no. Why's he asking me that?. I do not want to remember that. Tears stung my eyes and I tried not to spoil this moment of peace and fresh air since I went out of his abode. For the five years that we left Sicily, I hadn't tried to remember the things I left behind. My frien
There was nothing to wear. It was so sudden, need I say confusing. I thought this was his house, why do we need to go home?. There was more to this guy that I don't know of, he's a book that I need to read. The door burst open and Davina walked in with her suitcase. She looked alluring as always, her black suit matched her black heels. She looked like an angel in black. "Omg..what are you wearing?." She asked me, trailing her eyes over me. She realizes that I had been sitting clueless ever since the boss asked me to pack, "Don't tell me you haven't packed yet?." I shrugged, "There's nothing to pack," "Ooh. I forgot.." She carried her suitcase and placed it on the bed. She started to unzip the bag. "So, this isn't his house," I stated the obvious. She smiled, "It's his house, darling. Zavi has many houses all over the world, you just happened to meet him here." I shook my head, "Interesting, he's a very big business tycoon." She laughed. "You can say that. He's very wea