EMILIO"Man so we've got nothing on our hands that will lead us to whoever is pulling this shit on me!?" I yelled, frustration eating me up. I ran through my already messed up hair and face palmed myself, groaning out loud. "You have to calm down Emilio" Marcello one of my capos said to me.I and three of my capos had been in my conference room for over an hour now discussing about the recent and reoccurring attacks on our men and goods.And yet it felt like we were just moving around in circles. We've gotten nowhere, not a single lead, nor a single clue. We haven't even been able to find any henchman or assassin that can lead us to the sorry excuse of a gang that is trying to fuck with me and my mafia."Calm down!? I should calm down!?" I banged my fists on the glass table, a false chuckle leaving my lips."Getting angry won't solve anything Emilio. Cazzo where did you inherit this your bad temper from?" Luca grimaced, rolling his eyes at me."Fuck you! You are telling me to calm d
SARAHOh my God! I am finished. Why am I always so clumsy?I know I'm done for. Eavesdropping on his conversation with his colleagues would definitely be the last straw that broke the camel's back.Emilio would kill me.And it's even more frightening because I am not bluffing. I literally just overheard him sending orders to kill someone or some people, whoever they were. Fuck. I shouldn't have stayed too long eavesdropping on their conversion.Curiosity just got the better of me. Before Emilio could lash at me, I opened my mouth and began rambling out pleas. "I am really sorry sir. I truly am. I did not mean t-to interrupt your conversation. I swear. M-my bracelet just got tangled with the door knob a-and I yanked it out forcefully. I am really sorry..." my heart was in my stomach as I pleaded, my breathing heavy and rapid.Emilio just glared at me, "so how did your bracelet get tangled with the doorknob?" He questioned, not buying my sorry excuse of an apology."I-I d-don't..." I
SARAHIt's been two days since Emilio pulled that nasty stunt on me. And my life has not been any better. To think I have a whole year to spend with this man!A deep sigh escaped my lips as I laid on the bed reading one of my favourite novels of all time from one of my favourite authors, J.k. Rowling.The novel was Harry potter. I just love her talent and also her life story so much. She grew from nothing to something. She was divorced, so many publishing companies rejected her work and she was damn broke. And now Harry potter is a global success. I wish I was that lucky. But my life doesn't work on luck. I know that for sure. It worked on hard work and taking risks.I glanced out the windows, it was already past nine pm.I and Emilio had eaten dinner and I didn't want to see his face till tomorrow. During weekends such as these, I get frightened and just lock myself in the room. This is because the maids don't sleep in the house during the weekends. There are cozy picaresque buildin
SARAHTime flew really fast. It was already past two am by this time but I couldn't sleep.Emilio's huge Doberman pinschers were so jumpy and lively.I could barely get any rest as they barked and kept on playing with one another.I laid flat on my bed as the dogs ran into my room, licking my toes and trying to use their teeth to drag my footwear.They wanted me to play with them.But I was so exhausted. I just wanted to rest. "Stop playing Rosita and Jafar" I commanded them sternly and they quieted down at once, sitting on the floor.Good. Truly they were highly trained. "Now lie down" I instructed. Jafar laid on his back and Rosita whimpered for a moment before doing same.Now they seemed calm. "Why would Emilio even name you Jafar? You adorable little beast. Does he understand Arabic?" I asked no one in particular, chuckling to myself.God. I feel I need a midnight snack. On a regular day I wouldn't even step out but Emilio wasn't around and the entire house belonged to me for ju
SARAHJesus christ! It seemed like time froze in an instant for me as I completely stood rigid, unable to comprehend a second thought.Man I'm screwed! The blaring sound of his horn brought me out of my frozen daze and without thinking I quickly ran and hid behind one of the bushes.I could hear the revving sound of the car engines driving towards where I hid and anxiety consumed me. My heart was erratically beating so fast that I could barely breathe.I muffled out silent whispers of prayers, hoping Emilio didn't see me. But I was never fortunate in life. His car headlights literally shone at me so there was no doubt that he didn't see me. As I feared, Emilio killed the engines of his car and pushed open the car door. I peeped through the bush and got a blurry view of his profile shrouded by the bush leaves. The sound of his steps sliced through the stillness of the night, slowly approaching where I hid.My heart violently slammed against my rib cages and I began biting of my nai
SARAH"Fucking stop her!" I heard Emilio thunder at the guard who stood next to the gate. But it was too late.He was oblivious of what was happening and before he realised what Emilio meant, I had pushed him out of the way and sprinted through the partially opened gates."You are a bloody fool!" I could hear Emilio cursing him behind me but I couldn't stop to celebrate my victory because I knew Emilio was giving me a hot chase behind."Sarah fucking stop running and just come back!" He furiously ordered, racing towards me.My breathing was heavy, my heart in my stomach as I ran into the dead night, unsure of where I was going.I was not running towards the normal route that led towards the more crowded area of this gated community. Instead I was running towards the opposite direction which I had never done before because Emilio's house was the last house on the street and after his mansion was the bushy woods.I took a sharp glance behind me and I caught glimpses of Emilios exasperat
SARAHI watched as Emilio took slow strides further into my ward and then he shut the door behind him, that same charming smile not leaving his lips."I am really glad you are awake principessa" he smiled. "How are you feeling?" He added.I pushed myself to sit up and I opened my mouth to speak but I immediately began coughing. My throat felt so dry and acidic."W-water.." I croaked. Emilio quickly poured me a glass of water from the nearby water dispenser placed in my ward and handed it to me. Like a starved human, I sculled down the water, relishing the feel of having such a cold liquid run through my system."I hope you are better?" Emilio inquired.My brows pulled together and shock was wrapped across my face. Why did he seem so concerned about me this time? Didn't he despise me anymore?I thought my decision to leave would definitely leave a dent in the way he felt about me, well he never actually cared for me in the first place.So why the smile and fake concern?"What do you wa
SARAHTHE NEXT DAY My eyes slowly fluttered open to the little ray of sunlight which filtered in through the satin curtains of the hospital ward. A tired yawn left my lips as I tried recollecting the past events. Once again, upon being met with the sight of the blinding white ward which carried the scent of drugs, I wondered what I was doing in a hospital.But like bolts of lightening, everything that had transpired in the last few days came rushing down at me.I tried to escape from Emilio after discovering both our lives were in danger and I failed woefully and to top it off, I hit my head so bad on a tree and now I just slip in and out of consciousness. I sighed, my blurry vision adjusting as I tried to sit up straight but I found out my fingers were being held down by something and it wasn't the intravenous injections that were plastered on my hand. I craned my neck to the side and there it was; tattooed hands adorned by various rings on full display held on to my fingers.