"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
"Do you think we can break in without a trace ?" Xavier whispered from behind Serafina as she cocked her gun. They were standing at the entrance of the facility now, Serafina at the forefront as she'd been assigned to lead them all. She hadn't wanted to do it but Geraldo, seeing how she'd taken Daneesha— who was one of the best fighters— down, asked that she lead the team. "That's not possible," Geraldo replied from the one way link in their ears. He was on the control tower, taking care of whatever needed to be taken care of with a few dead men laying around him in a pool of blood. "Which is why someone needs to create a distraction while the others sneak in." "And how do we make that work?" Teyanna asked. Rolling her eyes, Serafina chose to reply. "By actually creating a distraction." "You weren't asked to—" "That doesn't matter," Serafina cut her short rudely. "I am the leader here and you either listen to me or fuck off." This infuriated Teya
No way was Uncle Jaime standing before her. It had to be a dream. She blinked a few times to be sure that it wasn't. That grin. That sinister pair of blue eyes that matched hers. Her hands trembled as she walked into the room and she tried hard to remain in composure. She fell back into her native language as she spoke. "What are you doing here?" "Too afraid to speak English so they don't hear you?" Jaime laughed. "He can hear everything you're saying." "Does it matter?" She asked. "What the hell are you doing in America?!" "Sweet, sweet niece. It is absolutely none of your concern. I mean, if you had chosen to remain with me, maybe life wouldn't have taken a bad turn for you." "You!" She hissed. "You took everything from me! You gave me no option!" "I did," He took a few steps close towards her. "I asked if you wanted to be adopted." "At eighteen?!" She screamed. "Are you fucking for real right now? At eighteen, I had every access to my parents pr
"Where the fuck is the doctor, Geraldo?!" Giovanni yelled at the top of his voice as he lifted Serafina's unconscious body out of the car. "In here!" Geraldo called out from where he stood at the side of the door. Giovanni hadn't panicked this badly in his whole life. Seeing her bleed out had stirred something in him and he wished he had taken the bullet instead of her. The doctor was waiting when he got into the ward. A nurse rushed in right after she was placed on the bed, a tray filled with sterile instruments in her hand. "How long will it take for this procedure to happen?" Giovanni asked. "I'll have to see how severe the wound is before I can tell," The doctor said as he began to inject IVs into her hand. They worked on the machines and moments after, he turned to Giovanni. "We need her stabilised first. She lost so much blood and she might need a transfusion." "Okay. How does that work? Do I donate my blood or something?" "We'd have to check her
In less than two weeks, Serafina was up and standing strong. Giovanni had insisted on her remaining at his place for safety purposes but she wasn't used to being so close to him. "I should go back to my apartment," She said to him one evening at the dinner table. Giovanni gently placed his spoon on the dining table and looked up at her. "Why?" "It gives me a sense of individuality." She replied and forked a chunk of meat into her mouth. It wasn't the full truth but she went with that. It would be weird telling him how she hadn't felt wanted since she woke up.Sighing, he picked his fork. "If you insist, I'll have you driven back to your penthouse tomorrow morning." It was so easy for him to let her go. She'd expected him to make her stay by either begging her or making her see reasons but he hadn't. She was suddenly annoyed by that fact. He hasn't touched her since she arrived at his place. Even after she'd healed properly. She remembered when they stayed up
Roderick pulled away from her immediately, breathing heavily and glaring down at Serafina who remained on the chair, trying to catch her breath. Roderick attacking her had come as a shock. Hell, she hadn't seen it coming. She knew she should have trusted her guts when he started acting all strange. Giovanni on the other hand, grabbed Roderick roughly, pulling him across the room as they made for the exit. "You're still as crazy as ever, huh?" Giovanni hissed as he pushed him forward. "I knew I hated you the moment several women came up talking about how you assaulted and molested them because they said no to you. That's how tiny your ego is, huh?" "Fuck you, Giovanni," Roderick hissed and turned to glare at him. "You think you can have any woman you want. Of course, they throw themselves at you. You know nothing about a deflated ego because you're seen as an epitome of masculinity all the fucking time! It's why the women let you fuck them. It's why they come bac