TANYA’S POVI sighed in relief as Rodrigo left my room. What had I gotten myself into? And who the hell was Don? I was glad he didn't mention Enzo else; I wouldn't have been able to keep the guilt from my expression.I picked up my phone and deleted my chats with Enzo. That was just a disaster waiting to happen, and I certainly wouldn't let it happen.Was I even still safe here? Rodrigo said I had to be here when he got back. Then what would happen to me? All I could see was my life flashing before my eyes, and I was scared.The feeling of the cold metal of the gun on my forehead lingered, and I touched that spot. Just one move and the gun would go off, a bullet straight to my brain, and that would be the end of me. I could already see it happening.I paced the length of my room, wondering what to do next. With Enzo's chat gone, I was safer, but Rodrigo mentioned something about me making calls to some person. What exactly had he seen in that laptop of his?I stepped out of my room an
RODRIGO’S POVThe night was quiet despite all that was happening. I didn't want to disrupt the atmosphere of calm either; there was no need to alert the enemy of our presence.I could sense my men in the background, though, but they were good enough at hiding to make it seem like they weren't there."Are we going in?" Antonio asked, shifting closer to me. When I came, I met him hiding behind some shrubs, not a good hiding place, but at least he wasn't dead yet."Yes," I replied. "We'll bring the fight to them.""What about the people in the house?" he asked with a frown.I thought of all the servants who took care of the house. It's funny they were in there while all this was going on."If they aren't already scared senseless, then I think they will stay in their quarters and not interrupt us. Whoever does will die."I motioned for two of my men to follow me, and Antonio and I slipped through the back door.It was nostalgic going through this door. It brought back memories of my child
RODRIGO’S POVI always thought the concept of jumping in the way of a bullet to save a friend was a seriously overrated and dumb action. Why die in his place when you can get on with your life like nothing ever happened?But when it happened to me, that changed my ideas greatly. I would have been dead if Antonio hadn't stepped in the way of the bullets Enzo fired.As it happened, though, the force Antonio used to jump was too much, and he ended up taking me down, too. We both fell, but while he was shot, I was just stunned.That stun quickly transited to anger, though, and I aimed at Enzo."You fool," I growled and took a shot.Enzo was already down, bleeding, and yet he managed to fire that shot. It was lucky that he didn't use the double revolver. If he had, I would have been shot whether or not Antonio stood in the way.Enzo was saying something, and I heard Tanya's name, but he didn't have the chance to finish his statement.It was a clean shot to his second arm. I would have got
TANYA’S POV They say life can fuck you up within the glimpse of an eye. Well they didn’t lie because my Father did.Never did I think I will be standing in front of this ruthless man my Gambler of a Father sold me off to, in a bid to pay off his debts. I could feel his eyes glued on me in the desperate attempt to get under my skin, probably to find out what I was thinking.We were standing inside a club. I was looking at my feet, ignoring the other girls around me. Some of them changing into another wear while some adjusted their make-up.I felt my heart pounding so loudly against my ribcage. My hands were shaking vigorously while I bit on my lower lip to stop myself from breaking down.My Father ruined me. He just jeorpadized every chance of me going back to school again just like back then that I had to drop out because we ran out of money while he continued to show up with betting tickets.I thought his addiction would only last for a while and maybe soon he would lose interest b
TANYA’S POV I knew things were about to go from worse to terrible when he stormed over to me, snatching the file from me. I watched as his eyes ran over them. My breathe hitching to announce the fear that was about to devour me. He raised his eyes to look at me. Being up close, gave me a clearer vision of his looks. He looked dangerously breathtaking. He excited me. You know that feeling when you are scared to hell while watching an horror movie but you can’t stop watching because it excites you.Yes!Something of that sort.“Who asked you to take…” He was saying, his voice harsh, showcasing his anger.He paused to drag in a breathe. His jaw clenching together as he probably thought of the best thing to do to me. Was he going to kill me?It looked like he would.Before I knew it, he pulled out his phone from his pant’s pocket and dialed a number then placed it on his left ear. He was putting on a Blue suit that hung so well to his broad shoulder, doing it little justice.“I found
TANYA’S POV I fluttered my eyelids open for the umpteenth time while a sigh escaped my dry lips. I was bored, so bored that I could see myself losing my sanity because of that. Today marked the third day since I got here. I had thought Mr. Enzo or Father would come looking for me but little did I know that was never going to happen because I was stuck here. I haven’t stepped out of this space since then. Since the night we got here and he coldly ordered his guards to look me in this room, I haven’t laid my eyes on him.Annoying freak!I despised the fact that he was really going to take me prisoner. A part of me had believed the words would make him melt and he would let me walk away alive after a stern warning but I was totally wrong.Huff!Another sigh ran pass my lips.Being in an enclosed space for too long was start to make me dizzy. My lungs desperately demanded some fresh air, inhaling deeply, I got on my legs and walked towards the window. My hands aimed at pushing it open
Rodrigo's POVIt had been two days since Father called me, claiming he wanted to see me. At first, I tried to ignore his wish and devise an excuse, but I believed it was the best to do all I could till the older man gave me my right. It was a long drive back to his mansion, which held many bittersweet memories. My car tires crushed the stones beneath them as I stopped before the house.The second I stepped out of the car, a chilling gust of wind gave me a welcome. I let out a sigh.Today was the D-day. The day I had awaited for so long. The day that Father would make me the capo, the head of the Mafia world—a position I have had to work my way up to.With a sigh, I made my way in. Lucas, one of my father's trusted men, crossed paths with me by the landing of the stairs. Our eyes met. “Back home, I see,” his voice dragged as he looked at me with a glint of amusement in his eyes. “Father wanted to see me,” I responded and watched him nod softly. “Makes sense that Augusto would want t
RODRIGO’S POVToday was the day of the wedding. After making her sign the wedding certificate at gunpoint, we still had to put up a show, and he had to believe that I actually loved the woman I was marrying. I adjusted my navy blue blazer, and it was fitted. After styling my hair, I spun around and made my way to her room. There she was, seated before a mirror as the makeup artist did the finishing touches on her face. Her jaw was clenched, and she had on a slight frown, proof that she didn't want to be here. Worse more, doing this with me, but I gave little fuck about it.With one last dap of brown powder, she was good to go. The makeup artist made eye contact with me before lowering her gaze and hastily making her exit, rightfully terrified of me.Maybe under a different circumstance, I would’ve appreciated her dress and the way it complimented her curves.But I couldn’t, not today. I eyed her reflection, and her gaze met mine, but she didn't dare to look back. Fear!It was all