All Chapters of The Journey Unknown( In Search Of An Ex): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20
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New Job Tomorrow
"In Nostra Territory! To work for Capo Carlsbad? " Don Marcello chuckled. "Capo Carlsbad! "He once had met him, but not known him. Then, he was an associate under the Sicilian Capo, Boss Joe. But, aside from the intriguing nature of the job, would it allow him to search for Melissa? Hear it, Melissa is a part of Don Marcello. Without Melissa, Don Marcello is atrophied. You know what it means? Half dead. Period. "Put the light! " he barked, getting excited with the prospect of the job. He had told CO Clems he can't take anything in place of his ex. It sounded like a joke to him. It may not be a joke to only him because the general belief is that women abound, why should a young handsome billionaire-- billionaire to those who knew his level-- be searching for an ex? An ex who was not the source of his wealth. "But, love is indescribable. I've realized. I love her whether she wasn't the one that made Don Marcello a don or not. ""Marcello, have you accepted the job? " Maria
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Till monday
The gate at the entrance of Capo Carlsbad's home was like the gate of Heaven, not hell. There was one man that stamps who entered through it. And in the whole face of the earth, only one man was found worthy to enter the home daily. And he was no other one than Reverend James. But Don Marcello's job was different. The man in charge of the gate had read a riot act for him. The first Mafian law and as it applies here: No informer. That's a busybody. The fourth law, the law of omerta is sacrosanct. He warned him. No name in Heaven or on Earth will save a breaker of the law. Don Marcello's job was pointed out. "Now, listen." the man in charge of the gate said. " There is a fella, like an evil wind, visiting towns and villages in search of his ex. You will stop him. You will make sure he never entered the territory and step an inch away from where he landed. Not that you will kill him only, we will see his corpse." Don Marcello to succeed in his duty must know the intent and pu
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The name of the fella is Don Marcello
He kept transacting his business in the house he bought. He shut down his laptop to have a sleep.At 5 am, he was up to meditate: How did they know the fella was roaming about in search of his ex? If it were me, I refuse to call Melissa my ex. She is my wife! My confession is my possession! Or are there other fellas out there like me? The informer didn't describe the physical look of the fella. Don Marcello was tired and confused. Nothing is as dangerous as accepting a job steeply in nature which is the only option for survive. To him, the only option to get back Melissa.He set out in this journey not to jump over an town,but from one town into the next,living no stone unturned unless he sees a spark of hope would he change the option.Now, the spark of hope is real. Melissa lives behind the gate He arrived at the gate and affirmed cowards they say die multiple times before their death! The eerie silence behind the gate he termed the gate of Heaven was like there was no life b
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Melissa Inside
Now, Melissa is inside. Confirmed.Don Marcello surveyed the area and found a place to lodge. From the window of his chalet overlooking Albridge Road, he could see the Gate of Heaven. "Very Good. The pay is exorbitant but it is worth it."He ran down for a Cognac and cigarettes. "Maria. Should I call her? No, nothing to think now than to watch at the gate. " he told himself andran down again, drove out, bought a stool, with enough height. Bouncing in, he raised it for the receptionist to see," I bought it now," he informed her.He sat on it like a hawk overlooking the Abridge Road, EoT (eyes on target)Excited, he rang his fingers. This is the time he needs secrecy, this is the time he needs to live like a ghost!He ran down to a car dealer's shop and selected a second-hand Hyundai, called Maria, and told her to go learn to drive and use the Bugatti. "I can drive. But I'll enroll to have a certification. "Maria told him."Do. 'cause you will be coming... Yes, I'm sort of holed up
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What Would Make Melissa Return?
What would make Melissa file a divorce suit against Capo Carlsbad and return to Don Marcello? He was young, yes? Does being a young master make one a good husband? When? Wasn't he the man who told her maids to give her a brush to mob the floor of the kitchen? It wasn't a film trick. He stood away from the wet floor watching how clean she was mobbing the floor. After, he told her if you do not go blah blah. Or wasn't he the one that framed the cruel divorce paper he muscled the lawyer to write? He drove her away without a shelter or alimony, and here he is with the most powerful, if you come for power; with the richest, if you talk of richness. And older, to know how to treat a young wife like a daughter. He was only waiting for the cry of an heir from Melissa to give her half of his kingdom, that is, half of his entire estate. Did Don Marcello put down such a bet for Melissa? He never cared for a child. Would Melissa with her life experiences, not settle down permanen
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Now,wah gwan?
She ignored him, as he was drinking, and from time to time, smiled, browsing. "What's making you smile? " Don Marcello interfered. "Some guys, huh.?Na wa o!" Maria smiled to herself again. "Show me," Don Marcello dropped his Cognac and heaved up. "What is that?" his hand begging to have the phone." Do I look at your contacts? " Maria asked him. Don Marcello, snatching the phone from her, her towel loosed and her breasts tumbled out. She abandoned the phone because she had exited from Instagram and covered herself.He looked at the phone's screen, the light had died down.He grabbed her towel with two hands."What are you hiding?""Marcello. My body is my own. If I like I show it to you." Who else do you want to show it?""Oh! Nobody else? You are making a mistake.""Is that? " he forced down the towel with rage and placed his mouth on the succulent breasts. Maria smiled with her face at his back's side, his face buried at her bosom. "Ooohh Gad! Marcello. Marcello. She con
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On The Silent Birthday
"The Capo! The Capo! "The Capo Carlsbad himself smiled briefly. It was his birthday. He was in a new stripped grey suit. He had just thrown away, his Cuban-made cigar to answer the men, his inner circle men hailing him to come out for his happy birthday song. It was in the parlor. They understood his feelings. He was marking his birthday, not because of any reason but because of Melissa.The Mafia does not celebrate birthdays. But her sister Beatrice Brown, told him the truth and nothing but the truth. A young wife is a commander of the house. Melissa wanted the birthday to be marked than neverThey sang the Happy Birthday song. Melissa joined him to break the cake.On her finger was the most expensive wedding ring Kylie 23 Carat Earth-mined. But you know what Capo gifted her? on his birthday? The latest and most expensive car: Rolls Royce boat tail worth $26.2mMelissa was told not to go to her shop for now for security reasons. But it was till they got hold of the man who
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I Am On A Mission
He removed her gown completely, smooching her all round. "Sexy legs."" Today you're seeing it? ""It's getting more sultry""Am noticing changes, anyway."Don Marcello tugged down her pants to her thighs.Oh. It was a mess! Her fluids were still gushing down to the bed. He carried her like that, half dead to the bath basin and like a sinful undertaker, cleansed her, meddled with her thing, carried her back, and requested hot chocolates for her. Taking the hot chocolates, she sobbed, placed back the cup on the center table, and coiled inside Don Marcello who did not abandon her but had sat next to her, encouraging her to drink her hot chocolate. "I hope am romantic," he asked her. She nodded in his arms. "But today is my worst day." she shivered. "Stop sobbing. What do you mean by the worst day?"Still sobbing, he revealed what she passed through, "Looking into your eyes, I said oh, I wish our child would be like you because I am pregnant.""Maria, what did you say? " Don Marcel
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The Fake Priest
He went back to Parish A. The hidden camera captured the detailed quality of Priest James' cassock. Off the town, he found a good tailor and commissioned him to produce a similar cassock he has. He tested the fitting of the D-I-Y cassock and the masked face. He was like the priest he saw. Yes! Preparation is more important than an operation. He ran down to a dealer's shop and selected a similar white Toyota (cat eye)Once a man dies! Once a man dies! He drove out. Sharp 6:30 am he has to be with Melissa and intimate her before the real priest arrives at 7:00 am on the dot as he arrives daily but the gate of Heaven, for the first time will not open. How many priests now? The man in charge of security will ask himself, and match out cautiously to screen the priest in the car. He would ask him, " Excuse me, sir, did you forget something? If I had gone. "If I have not gone, but safe or dead inside, he would raise alarm."Don Marcello. This is obvious "Despite the critical
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Thrown Down For The Wild Snakes
He was thrown into the chasm, the first to be thrown in there. He gritted his teeth as he landed on two legs, and limped, holding one knee like he smashed that leg on something hard. But the leg has no shoe. The other leg still has. It was not yet dark. He saw a brief plank and sat on it, on the grasses, his back on the base of the coarse wall of the structure called house. He was tired and his back was in pain. He felt his chest pocket and unbuttoned it. He lit his cigarette, his back still wedged against the coarse wall, and his eyes were closed. If he had no cigarettes in his pocket, he would have died. He kept smoking one stick after another until he dropped himself down, lying on the plank but folded his knees, his one leg still in the one shoe. He felt protected by it. When he jumped awake, it was night. " God! Oh God...!" he was shaking, thanking God. The snake did not move fast even with the jump and stagger. It crawled over his neck and now moving silently and slowl
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