Steven was nervous Anita narrowly caught him. But he needed to be smart about it. He couldn’t let her ruin him. “I didn’t mention that name.” He denied. Rica was fuming.“After everything I have done for you, Steven. After every fucking thing, you are still seeing that lady.” Steven calmed her.“You heard things. I didn’t mention Anita.”“O! You keep your mouth shut! I am not stupid! How long have you been seeing her? Where does she stay?”“Rica, I swear there is no Anita.”She took her phone and began to dial a number. “Tell me or I will kill your mother.” “Why are you not listening to me? There is no freaking Anita.” “You have made a grave mistake, Steven. A grave one!”As she dialed the number, Steven slapped her on the face, causing her to fall on her side and her phone slid off her grip. “Hello, boss.” A deep voice said at the other end. “Kill that bitch!” Rica screamed. “Excuse me? Hello….”Steven cut the call promptly and closed Anita’s mouth, to prevent her from talk
Steven shouldn’t be weakened by an old friend. Unfortunately, it was too late. His two arms were on his sides with the oddest expression on his face. “Steven, are you okay?” Anita asked, waving her hands before his eyes. He said nothing, “We meet again,” Phineas smirked with his gun pointed at him. “I thought you fucking left the mafia!” “I did, but Rica invited me back. She wanted me to take care of Mrs Gold here.” Phineas bowed before his mum in respect. Mrs Gold frowned. “This guy is horrible.” “I promise Mrs Gold, I was just doing my job. The pay was good.” Steven raised a brow. Perhaps, Rodriguez was right. A devil known is better than an Angel unknown. He sharply pointed his gun at Phineas.“You are a sneaky demon!” He spat.“As I said, it is all about the hustling. Your mother is a sweetheart. She makes me feel right.”“What do you mean?” “I watch her naked in the bathroom.”Steven furiously shot Phineas, but Phineas dodged and shot Anita on the heart. Anita fell inst
The gate’s doorbell rang. This confused Steven. Anita didn’t tell anyone of the guesthouse, did she? He pulled out his gun and tiptoed to the door. He activated the security camera beside the door. He was confused at the sight of a familiar face. He swore he saw that person somewhere. He wasn’t sure where. The person carried something. He opened the door and stepped outside. The person struck more resemblance to him. It was Vicky! Anita’s neighbor. The lady grinned naively and held Bonnie in her carrier. “O! It’s you, Mr Steven.” She sounded cheerful. “Is Anita in? She forgot Bonnie with me.” Steven shut the door at her face and began to walk back inside. “Wait! Is she your daughter?” Vicky yelled from the gate. “Why don’t you take her? She keeps crying nonstop. She wants Anita now.” Steven shut the door behind him and locked his door. He sat on the door, traumatized by this new stage of his life. A baby? How was he supposed to take care of her? He doesn’t know anything about Bonn
Steven fumed. The guards were useless. How the hell did Rica get to them? He froze her account. She couldn't have paid them.” He furiously chartered a cab. Damn! He needed to get a car soon. “Your mafias are corrupt. Where did you get those idiots?” He scolded Rodriguez.“What’s wrong?”“Rica got into my home! It is security guarded with a code. There was no way she got in without opening the door.”“This is on me. I apologise”Steven entered the compound and frowned at the sight of the guards dead. That explained it. But who let them in? Vicky didn’t dare. The pin still worked fine showing it wasn’t hacked at all. The security camera worked great. No alarm was set off. “Relax, Steven. I am just a guest here.” Rica said, running her hand on Bonnie’s hair. “The guards allowed me in. Unfortunately, I am not the nicest person in the world.”Bonnie stopped crying and gave up fighting her. She turned to Steven and protruded her hands to be carried. “Vicky, get her.” Steven looked away w
Vicky (Third Person’s POV)Vicky gave her husband Donald Gree his meal and hurried to get her own. Since he arrived from his long trip to Paris, she barely got time for him. The excuse she gave Steven was the only chance she’s got. It's been two days since his stay, but the thought of Bonnie poked him for some reason. He hated the idea of Vicky carrying another man’s burden. They were only married for a year and still enjoying the honeymoon phase. Taking care of a child was nothing they prepared for. Bonnie constantly being the center of Vicky’s attention scared her husband. As they settled to eat, Bonnie dragged herself in her stroller and stared at them. Her face looked pale white and sick. Vicky felt a bit concerned but needed to attend to her husband first. “More Chicken?” She asked. “Yes, love.” He smiled in a flirting way. She blushed and offered him the chicken with a kitchen tong. His hand grabbed hers and caressed it a bit. She blushed and pulled away. Her eyes went to Bo
Steven’s mum was shocked by her son’s decision. She could barely think straight considering how much he hated his dad’s business. She visited him two days later with a box of chocolate.“Did you summon the boys yet?” He asked, ignoring the box of chocolates she brought.“Why do you want to do this?” His mother was unimpressed. “Do what?” She sat on his office couch and crossed her legs. “You have a child to think about. Do you want to raise her in a toxic environment the way your father did?”Steven raised his brow nonchalantly.“I know what I am doing.”“You do not know what you are doing. This impulsive decision can make your daughter hate you.”“What daughter?” Steven frowned. “Bonnie? I have got no time for an infant now. I am working on ways to rebuild my reputation.”“So your reputation is more important than Bonnie.”Steven was bored of the conversation.“Please get me the documents and summon the men. I need to see them.” He arranged some files on his table and placed them
(VICKY Third Person POV)Vicky paced about the clinic corridor in a panic. Shehas been unable to get a grip of herself since she saw Bonnie’s state. The baby was pale, cold ...she wasn’t freaking moving. “Vicky calm down,” Donald hated her restlessness. She wasn’t making him feel better either. She transferred her frustration to him, making them tremble like chickens. “Please, just be patient.”“I cannot be patient!” She lashed at him in tears. “I can’t be patient. Her father will kill me, Donald. Do you not understand? Her father will end my life with his stupid gun!”Donald was surprised by her words. “He will do what?” He asked standing up from where he sat. Vicky realized she spoke too much and took back her words. “Nothing. He won’t do such thing.”She folded her arms and continued to pace around. Her husband wasn’t ready to believe her. He grabbed her and forcefully sat her down. “Repeat what you said, Vicky. You said that man will do what?”Telling Donald of Steven’s ange
Vicky walked out of the clinic ward and shut the door. She totally expected his reaction anyway, I mean, she has already thought of quitting, right? She gave her husband a brief hug, trying to control her emotions. He kissed her hair softly. “It is fine. You did the right thing. We will make our own child soon.” She gazed into his eyes for a short while, before walking out with him. They got into the car and he started the engine. Her mood was still damp. He could tell she wasn’t ready to leave Bonnie yet.“When you went in there, how was she?” Donald asked. “She is feeling better now.” She confessed. Donald smiled. “That’s good then! Why is your face so damp? You should be happy you are leaving that toxic house.”“It is not about the father!” She argued. “When it comes to that child, you shouldn’t think about the dad. You should think about the girl. Her father doesn’t care about her much. He doesn’t even know her. He won’t take good care of her.”“Baby, that is their family’s p