SARAH My body still trembled from the shock of everything that had transpired within today. I was propped on the back seat of Emilio's jeep and he drove furiously and speedily on the road.I could tell he was livid, extremely livid and that only aggravated my fear.I took cursory glances of him through the side mirror and the exasperation in his eyes was enough to scare the wits out of me.I pressed my lips together and sobbed within me, tears flowing endlessly. I could have been killed today. If not for Emilio's timely arrival.Am I really that much of a badluck? I put Amanda's life at risk too. God. I sniffed my nose and curled myself up like a ball on the jeep's leather black seat. My clothes literally looked like rags on my body, my hairs were greatly disheveled. Dried blood stains coated a part of my cheeks and bruises decorated my lips. "What were you even thinking Sarah!? Do you know you could have been murdered today!" The words boomed from his lips as his nostrils flared w
EMILIOTWO DAYS LATERI pulled my car across the street facing a bungalow in one of the suburbs of Cuba.I pushed open the doors of my car and watched my capos stride over to me.They had already arrived before me, surrounding the entire vicinity.I leaned against my car, making sure my gun was perfectly placed in my pants.A devious smirk curled by the corners of my lips as my mind began conjuring the various ways I'd have the fucker killed.I think I might just go full bloody on him.After the shooting ordeal, I swore to myself to hunt down whoever pulled that trigger and make him pay for the assassination attempt on I and my maid. His location had been uncovered and now, he had to pay with his life.He really had the guts to shoot at Sarah, Emilio Romano's maid. I'd make sure he regrets that decision.When my capos and underbosses informed me that he had being traced and found, I was expecting to see him in America but he really hid all the way in Cuba.Bloody fool."You sure he i
SARAHMy eyes snapped open, only to find Grace hovering around me, her concern etched on her face. I jumped upright, startled, my body protesting in a burst of aches and pains. The remnants of the beating Emilio had inflicted throbbed with a dull insistence, a grim reminder of the nightmare I had endured. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. My body still ached from the merciless beating I had endured at the hands of Emilio."Sarah, you're finally awake," Grace said, sounding a bit too cheerful for my current state."Finally?" I questioned, my voice raspy, wondering why she was making it look like I had been comatose for years.She stepped closer, her eyes filled with concern. "You've been unconscious for two days.""Two days?" I repeated, disbelief coloring my tone. I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that I had been out for that long.Grace nodded solemnly. "It was touch and go for a while there, but you're a fighter."These past weeks had been a blur of viole
SARAHTWO WEEKS LATER "Jack I won.." I laughed triumphantly, clasping my hands together. Jack shook his head at me, "No you still owe me about a thousand dollars for spending the night at my motel" he replied, crushing my hopes and a frown morphed on my face."Guess I'd have to resort to borrowing from the bank.." I sighed."Or you go to jail" he gloatily smiled at me."Never" I smirked, watching him roll the dice on the monopoly game board. Ever since Emilio travelled two weeks ago to God knows where, my life has been totally peaceful.Free from stress, fear and unnecessary issues. Grace took care of me and Jack became a good acquaintance of mine. When he wasn't on duty guarding the gates, he would spend his time with me in the garden or in the library.We had so much in common. The weight of shouldering our heavy responsibilities in providing for both of our families laid on us and we found solace in just opening up to one another. The confinements of the library became our mos
SARAHTHE NEXT DAY I woke up to the persistent sound of knocking on my door.My brows creased as I aroused from my light siesta, "Who is it?" I mumbled, half awake."Miss Sarah, Mr Emilio is around and he demands your presence" the feminine voice informed me to my greatest shock. I shot up from the bed at once, my tremored eyes taking a quick cursory glance at the digital wall clock.It was eight pm. "Miss Sarah did you hear me?" The maid asked once again. I snapped my eyes to gaze at the door and I nodded rapidly, "Y-yes I did. I-I'll b-be down stairs in a minute" Fuck. I'm even stuttering.Just the mere mention of his name is enough to cause a whirlwind of emotions to rampage within me.God I thought he wouldn't be back any time soon. It's been two weeks since he left, couldn't he just make it three or better still four!And why does he want to see me anyways? What have I done this time? He almost flogged me to death and vanished into thin air, leaving me in the care of the maids
SARAH HOURS LATERMurder. Blood. Pain. Tears. Heartache. Those five words wouldn't leave my head as I wailed in the confinement of my room. My head was pressed onto the soft but now damp sheets of my bed as my legs were cradled to themselves on the floor. My biggest nightmare and fear was about becoming a full blown reality. Who is feeding Emilio these lies about me? And why does he believe them so easily?Jack would loose his life now for something he never did and it was all my fault. "Oh God!" I lamented, my voice was croaked and rough from all the wailings that had filled my room. The air carried the scent of my tears, a testament to the grief I was experiencing.I can never escape Emilio. I can never run away from here. I have already accepted my fate in his hands but was ordering his guards to beat up Jack necessary?"Oh my poor jack" I whispered, sobbing profusely on my bed. He didn't do anything to deserve Emilio's hatred. He has been nothing but a loyal guard to that fu
SARAHI was frozen in fear, my heart ceasing its beat and my blood running cold through my veins.Gripped by horror the moment Emilio's eyes snapped open to meet my terrified orbs, I went rigid as a statute with my hands hanging in the air.The peaceful facial expression which coated his sleeping face had completely vanished, a harsh and cold look taking its place. "I-I...Emilio...I.." I stuttered repeatedly, my heart beat becoming frantic and unstable. It was as if the whole world could hear its tumultuous rhythm. Emilio gradually stood up, locking my hand in a vice like grip which made me shudder. I watched with keen interest and also anxiety as he forcefully dragged my hand which now feebly gripped onto the knife to his throat, wrapping his huge hand around mine to keep the knife from falling. "You wanted to kill me Sarah didn't you?" He rhetorically asked, his tone deep but calm for someone who had a knife on his throat. Well he was the one controlling the movements of my hands
SARAHA WEEK LATERJack was dead already. I overheard Emilio giving out gruesome orders to his men to end his life and send his body back to his family two days after I tried to kill him.There's no doubt that he would be long dead by now.The man even had the guts to order his men to take a hefty sum of money to his family as a form of compensation for their loss.I'm sure he told them to cook up a story that Jack was involved in an accident or maybe killed for a petty crime in the street.He must had done a decent job of covering his track and blurring the truth about Jack's murder to the outside world because even till now there has been no police investigation in this house whatsoever.But I know what really happened. Jack was innocently murdered because of something he never did and I'd always pray with everything in me that Emilio gets caught one day and faces the judgement of all the crimes he has committed.Even as I sat in front of the blaring lights of the tv in the living r