As soon as he left, Serafina crumpled to the ground, tears filling her eyes before she picked her naked body and walked back into her room. She wanted him to stay. She wanted him to make her believe that this thing they had wasn't just a fling. "Fuck!" She screamed, pulling out a large brown box she kept under her closet. Slipping to the floor, she unlocked the latch, pulled it open and took a good look at the items she had stolen from every of her operations. Wrist watches, gold and silver bracelets, diamond rings and studs. Hell, she'd stolen a cufflink made out of pure gold and a sapphire embedded piece of silver jewelry. Phones and hairpins and expensive lighters and cigarettes which she hasn't touched since she stole them. They were of no use to her. So she pushed to her feet, turned up the music, Anna Leone's Wandered Away, playing from the speakers. She closed her eyes and waltzed out of the room. Oh, she was sad. She was feeling blue and melancholic but a ne

"Cecilia, don't tell me you spoke with him on the phone again after I asked that this ended?" Giovanni had just returned from hanging out with his friends. He was back for Christmas holiday and had decided to hang out with his old highschool friends before they returned to college. He stopped by the door when the voice of his parents floated towards him "I did." Came Cecilia's voice. She didn't sound remorseful. Giovanni knew why they were having this argument even before they got into the details of it. "We have a son, Cecilia!" Diego growled, his voice trembling as he tried to control his anger. "If you don't have respect for me, you should fucking respect him! Why do you do this? Is it something that has to do with me? If you want me to improve, I can try my best. Stop going after his friends. It's disrespectful! Do you know the trauma he will face when he finally finds out that his mother has been shagging his friends?!" Giovanni decided that he was done

Rain splattered against the window of Giovanni's car and he activated the wipers before hitting his gas once again and driving down the dirty road. Geraldo had texted a location to him just as he was about to go to bed. One of the secret sites holding an illegal laboratory had been found on an unidentified site. They had located it right after they unlocked the boxes from Harvey and the Aikawa, aka. Ichimura. The first box contained a hoard of files and it had been handed to one of the trusted members to go through it. The second box contained serums. Blue iridescent fluids that they had no idea about. Although they had tracked it to the location it was being taken to, they had no idea what it contained or what it was used for. Giovanni was used to covering his tracks up but tonight, it wasn't so. He'd noticed he was being tailed by a SUV for the last hundred kilometres he had driven. Diverting him wasn't even an option because he had to arrive at the location in less than two hours

"Did you hear? He changed the party's theme to a bikini themed one because of that lady sitting right there. Roderick is such a perverted fuck. I hope she knows what he has planned out." A disdainful feminine voice came. Serafina tried not to move an inch or act like she was hearing the ladies. Infact, she remained seated on the lounge, her waist wrapped with a black silk shawl as she slathered sunscreen all over her body. She'd been sitting here for the last ten minutes and the ladies had just joined in moments after Roderick left to get a drink for her. She wondered what was taking his time. "I heard he wants to shag her. I wonder why he never puts his dick in one place. Always looking for where to stick it in. Last week it was Sloane and this week, it's this mysterious lady we've never seen." They immediately went quiet when Roderick made his way towards them, smiling and waving at him as he passed. This irked Serafina and she wondered how people could speak ill

Giovanni's eyes flew open as a very cold bucket of water was doused on his unconscious body. His first instinct was to run but he realised that he'd been bound hands and foot and was finding it really hard to move. He thrashed wildly against his hold, his eyes not fully open to take in his environment and when he did, he realised that he was tied to a chair. He pulled again, this time, harder as he looked around him. The room was bathed in light but his vision was still very blurry. Someone was seated before him but he couldn't make out who it was. "You were given carisoprodol, a muscle relaxant and you've been out for," the man lifted his hand, pulled the hem of his shirt adorned with chrome cufflinks as he checked the time on his wrist watch. "Ten hours and seventeen minutes." A cough escaped Giovanni's throat and like it helped clear his sight, he could properly see who was seated before him. He jerked immediately, eyes wide in anger. "You fucker!" He hissed, thra