(ANASTASIA'S POINT OF VIEW)"We are here, Ma."The sound of the driver's voice made me turn my head and look out the window.We were in front of a dilapidated apartment building in a busy and active neighborhood. I cocked my head to the side as I observed kids running around and laughing heartily. There were a few men carrying objects and three tattooed men smoking outside the corner.I noticed two neighborhood stores right next to the building. I averted my eyes as I fixed them on the tall, old building. Would I really find my parents here?Max had better not mislead me. I told the driver to "wait here" before getting out of the car without thinking, and fastened the buttons on my coat to cover my growing stomach.Yes, I was four months pregnant, and despite my concerns, Enzo had been exhilarated about having a child.I felt like everyone was looking at me the moment I stepped out of the car, but I chose to ignore them as I heaved a sigh and entered the building.I
(ENZO'S POINT OF VIEW)I tried to stop myself from pacing, but I couldn't, not when Anastasia's loud screams were coming from behind the door in front of me. She was calling for me; giving birth to our child, but I couldn't go in; I wasn't allowed to, and she had to bear all that pain alone.I despised the feeling of being useless and helpless.I was about to become a father. The thought both excited and terrified me. I knew nothing about being a Father.It had always been drugs, guns, and trying not to go insane. I never imagined bringing a child into my chaotic world, but this child was on its way. Would I make a good father?Damnit!"Did you know that the longest English word contains 189,819 letters?"I turned my head, glaring at Kai, who was leaning against the wall. He shrugged. "I was trying to cheer you up, but that'd be a badass word, isn't it? Fortunately, I dropped out of school." He chuckled."Be quiet." I snapped."You worry too much. It is not flattering on you. It tarn
(KHIONE'S POINT OF VIEW)I locked my gaze on the pregnancy kit, which returned my gaze with two bold red lines.I was pregnant.I sighed and dropped my hands to my lap, making no attempt to rise from the toilet seat."Khione, Khione, Khione. "How can you let yourself get pregnant again?"The guilt of losing my first pregnancy was still swollen on my chest, and it had no intention of leaving anytime soon. and now, another baby was on its way."Khione, are you okay in there?"Giovanni's voice came from the other side of the bathroom door. When I finally stood up with the pregnancy test, my legs wobbled. I felt drained when I shouldn't be.I stepped out of the bathroom and into my bedroom, where Giovanni waited with a worried expression."Are you okay?" He inquired before his gaze was drawn to the pregnancy kit in my hand. His pupils dilated as they met mine. "You're preg-""I am afraid of having another child, Giovanni." I interrupted him before he could continue. "Wha
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(Anastasia's Point Of View) I remembered the day it all unfolded like it was yesterday, the day my life took a dramatic and unexpected change. Sitting there in the backseat of a moving taxi, My attention was riveted on the open window cab, earbuds stuffed in my ears, gazing as buildings passed one after the other in the lively metropolis of New York since it was the holidays. The clouds were clinging to the endless sky, the July afternoon sky was a brilliant blue, and the air was energizing and invigorating as I inhaled through the window. I grinned as the breeze stroked over my golden-brown hair and caressed my molten cheeks. I repositioned my spectacles on the bridge of my nose. I could feel it in my bones that this was going to be a wonderful season for some reason. "We've arrived, Miss," I took out the earbuds from my ear when the driver broke my train of thought and I realized the car had finally stopped in front of my home. Nodding, I stepped out of the car, went to the b
(Anastasia's Point of View)"She's the new one,""She's so pretty and so young,""I feel so bad,"I budged away from the little coterie that stood at the front of the bed I woke up from ten minutes ago. I quailed to the wall, hugging my knees to my chest as I fought the avidity to burst out crying. Where was I and who were these people?"Little girl, are you alright, were you hit hard?" A geriatric woman in a char's outfit inquired, peering with a stewed expression. I shook my head as a no. "Where am I? I want to go home!"The sudden sympathy on their faces pushed the tears forth and my eyes sting. "Oh my dear, you can't go home," the same woman retorted."Why, I didn't do anything, you can't hold me against my will. If you don't let me go, I will call the police!" I bawled. The aged woman deliberately sat on the bed. "I know how you feel even though we don't know what happened but we were once in your shoes but in time we've come to accept our fate,""You're so young, how come you
(Anastasia's Point Of View)Rule number 4, Always attend to the bosses with no questions asked. Rule Number 5, Staff eats breakfast after the bosses. Rule Number 6, no staff is allowed out of the mansion, and lastly, rule Number 7, the top floor is off limits, especially room number 5. And each rule had its own punishment when broken.There were a lot of rules in just a house but then I realized, this wasn't just a mansion, there were a lot of activities going on that I didn't know about.Like the guards, Khione called them soldiers, apart from the fact they were scary with their tattoos, they were bulky and their expressions were always so deadpanned and the guns, yes, I had seen the guns tucked at the back of their pants which again confirmed my doubts that this was indeed an illegal syndicate. I couldn't believe I was dragged into a crime organization! I'd been at the Mansion for two days and still didn't know where the exit was, and I'd been lost more times than I could count.It
(Anastasia's Point of View)A week elapsed and I made it a point to avoid Enzo Mezzesalma like he was some sort of atrocious pathogen; maybe he was, but I didn't want to find out. I didn't want to breach that rule once again. I valued my life more than any petty infatuation.However, I ran across him again on the ninth day. When Enzo came in like a hurricane with a man I recognized as Galileo Mezzesalma, one of the other two underbosses and the boss's oldest son, I stopped at where I was cleaning the horse statue by the staircase of the third flood's living room."You do not leave when I'm speaking with, Enzo!" Galileo grabbed Enzo's hand to stop, however, the other man yanked his hand back like Galileo's touch burnt him.Enzo's eyes were darker than any night. They held animosity and they looked like they wanted to tear Galileo to shreds. "Toccami ancora e ti ammazzo. Dare me!"Enzo threatened. It sounded like a threat since I didn't understand Italian. Should I be witnessing this? I