Giovanni stood by the large columns that lined the entrance of the hall behind him. This was where the fundraiser was being held and Serafina was to arrive in less than ten minutes. He'd switched off his first phone, as it kept buzzing with text messages from his mother and Cenzia, two people he didn't want to talk to at all. Geraldo had texted that she was on her way. It was something he'd have easily done if he wasn't so bad at avoiding her each time they got intimate. It was starting to become a terrible habit and he was afraid that this was going to mess a whole lot of things up between them. But maybe it was for the best. He caught sight of his BMW M3 coupe driving towards the hall. It cruised to a halt and his driver rushed out of the car towards the back door, pulling it open. He saw her feet first before anything else. She was wearing a black pair of heels and her smooth legs followed right after before her body peeled perfectly out of the car. Fuck
"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
Giovanni could barely block her blows as she had come onto him suddenly. His back was against the door and she kept throwing punches, hitting his arm as he tried to prevent her from getting him injured.. Finally, he caught an opening in her core and sent a punch flying into her belly. She grunted painfully and flew over to the side, crashing into the vase. It fell to the ground and broke into large pieces and she picked herself up right before he caught her by the arm and pinned her against the wall. "Calm the fuck down!" She struggled against him, her eyes filled with hate. "Don't tell me to calm the fuck down, you bastard! You brought my dead parents into this and I won't ever forgive you." "I don't need your forgiveness, Marcia," Giovanni shook his head. "Get that? If you don't want to forgive me, that's fine. But you must stop this madness. I'll walk away from your house right now. Don't throw another fucking punch at me or I'll make life miserable for you." "Miserable?" She
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
Carbon. That was the name of the lab. This was the mother branch and it had birthed several others around the country. But a few weeks ago, they were all shut down, all thanks to Giovanni's board members who had sent out information in regards to how much toxins they vomited into the environment. It had taken a lot of lawsuits and appearances to finalise their closure and Giovanni had given a lot for this cause. But he knew this wasn't the end of it all. The mother lab was very much functional and it had been birthed with deaths and bloodshed and a whole lot of government embezzlement. His father had been swallowed up by this place. He had believed that Carbon was being built for the greater good of the masses; production of toxic-free materials for building, eating and even cosmetics. But that had been a cover and in fact, Carbon laboratories only built weapons and the faux products were almost like placebos, a combination of chemicals that did nothing but wors
"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
"Carefully pick up your gun, keeping your finger outside the trigger guard, extended straight and flat on the side of the guard." Dante spoke gently, guiding Marcia's hand as she raised the gun into the air. He smiled at her and ruffled her hair, planting a kiss on her forehead in the process. "That's a good girl." Then he took the gun from her. "I'll teach you the rudiments of shooting ranges on our next day out." "Mum! I got it the first time," She yelled as she tore into the house, her father tailing behind her with a proud smile on his face as he gently placed the gun by the door. "I can hold a gun perfectly well." Carla was in the kitchen, whipping cream. "You're going to kill her before she even has a boyfriend, Dante." "She will kill anyone who tries to harm her. I am teaching her to protect herself when neither of us are around." "You are teaching her how to be a killer, honey." Two days later, she made her first shot at the dummy on the othe
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