“Emilio!”Vincenzo exclaimed as Asher walked into the living room. He hugged his son, his expression changing from quite disturbed to relieved.“Where have you been? Andrea told me you left for America. Is it true?”“Umm… yes Father”“You were leaving? But you didn't even inform anyone. Andrea just felt you left cause he claims to have seen you with all your bags and stuff”“Yes, I was… going to travel today but I cancelled my flight.”“You should have informed me, Emilio. Things aren't done that way. I was getting a little worried about not seeing you.”“I'm really sorry, Father. I apologise. I didn't want you to make me stay an extra week. I was afraid you'd make me stay.”“Of course I'd make you stay. This is the only time I could get you to come to Italy. I want you to spend more time with your family, Emilio. (Italian ought to be here). Now you are going to have to stay the extra days or even weeks”“But Father…”“That is final, Emilio. The company isn't running away. So far, spea
“What about your coffee, Emilio?”The maid stood with the cup on the saucer. Emilio took it from her hand.“Of course ma'm. I'll just take this up to my room.”, He added some biscotti to the saucer. “With these too. Thank you ma'am. The breakfast was splendid”Emilio went up the stairs with the saucer in hand and Maria felt defeated immediately. She knew he wouldn't take it. Her mood changed instantly. She rose, dropping her napkin horridly on the table.“Anything the matter, Maria?”“Of course not. I simply lost appetite”. She shifted her chair back and left the dining table, marching up the stairs.In his room, Asher poured the liquid in the sink. He'd asked Garfy to take a sample and test it and just as he suspected - Maria had put something inside. There had been millk obviously but not the kind he was lethally allergic though still intolerant. Apart from the milk, the machine had detected traces of grinded sesame seeds- another substance he was deathly allergic to. He placed the
Marco Ricco took his seat at the long table. The Mafia king sat at the other end, smoking marijuana. The escorts, in their body revealing dresses, stood by either side of the majestic chair he sat on. The awful smell filled the room and Marco coughed, the irritating smell filling up his nostrils. He was already beginning to have second thoughts about coming here. Finally, the man stopped smoking and dismissed his escorts.“Ricco! You never come to visit. What's the occasion?”Marco smiled.“Visits require purpose and meaning, Uncle Podrego. Isn't that what you used to say?”His uncle laughed. “Stealing the old boy's quotes ei? Come vola il tempo (how time flies). You haven't changed a bit”“Ahh, Uncle Podrego. I'm no longer the child you used to play with”“Obviously Marco. You are a grown man now. A working grown man. Your father must be so proud”“I did not come here to discuss the subject of my father here, uncle Podrego”“Then why are you here? What brings you?”“I have someone on
Marco shook Luna vigorously.“Don't you ever call me insecure! Ever!”“Let go of me!” Luna struggled to get away from his grip. But Marco's eyes were filled with rage. He shook her even more.“Listen to me!”“No! Let go of me!”. She continued to struggle.“Stop it!,Stop..!” His grip tightened on her arms. Luna continued to resist.“Let go of me ,Marco!”“Don't you ever call me that again!” He fixed her neck to the wall, one hand still gripping her arm tightly.Luna squealed. “You.. you're hurting me. You are hurting my arms”Marco, like he was just snapped out of a trance, let go of her immediately.She sniffed as she'd been almost moved to tears.“Luna…”“Don’t come close to me, don't touch me”, she said, breathing heavily. “Luna, I'm sorry. Please. I.. I.. I don't know what came over me, ok? Please…”“Don’t touch me! Leave me alone” She moved slowly at the side, trying to get to the gate, scared that he might try to grab again.“Luna!” He grabbed her hand.“Let go of me! Let go!”
“How dare he trick us? That rotten little thing! How dare he?”“He thinks he has ascertained power?”.Maria sat down back, her hands clasped together, folded under her chin.“Unfortunately he power, Andrea. He may not have power here, Andrea but he surely commands something there in America. We must finish him off before he goes”“We will, mamma. Patience and planning”“There isn't enough time, mio figlio”“Patience mother. Patience”All the while, Franrigo the steward listened intensively at the door. As soon as he noticed movement, he straightened up and pretended to be passing innocently, a glass of water in hand. He knocked on Vincenzo's room door. “Yes”“Your water, Signore Vincenzo”Vincenzo had Asher open the door.“Emilio, please get the door”Emilio stood up and opened the door.“Thank you urr…”“Franrigo”“Franrigo”, Emilio repeated, quite amused.“Yes sir”“You are dismissed, Franrigo”, Vincenzo said, in a way that Emilio considered rather too serious. Franrigo bowed and d
Just then, Davidson came outside to join him. “Franrigo, il mio amico (my friend)”“What do you want, Davidson? Have you come here to laugh at me like the others do?”. Faringo rolled his eyes.“Of course not, Franrigo. I always support you”“Is that so? You don't seem to always stand up for me in front of the others and especially in front of that…Madam Tamina”, Franrigo said, calling her name with a disgusted look oh his face.Davidson laughed but Franrigo only rolled his eyes, still quite upset.“C'mon mio amico. Do you still hold a grudge? You know how impossible it is to make Madam Tamina see reason yet you keep boring her with your news.”“Boring her? So you find my news boring?”“Of course not. I find your thinking and propositions quite reasonable and you know this Franrigo. But the others, Madam Tamina leading them, all find it boring.”“The others. They are just pretending. This week, I caught Madeline telling that sister of hers almost the same thing I was thinking. And her
Chapter 60Vincenzo smiled. “Well said mio figlio, well said. Who's taking you classes on Italiano?” Vincenzo asked excitedly.“I'm picking up little by little. A few of my employees speak Italian too. Plus Riccardo's been a great help. Him staying with me is all the Italian I need”, Emilio said, the last comment making his father roar in laughter. Emilio smiled, delighted inwardly to have made his father laugh.“Riccardo ei? Riccardo can go a full day in Italian, not minding if you even understand or not. How is he anyway?”“He's splendid. He's the one overseeing the business in my position”Vincenzo raised an eyebrow. “Fantastico. He's doing a great job then. At least everything is ought to be where it should be”Asher smiled. “I have an assistant too. She's partly the reason for the success of the business too”“Interesting. And she too is of Italian descent?”“Somewhat yes.”“Aha!” Vincenzo exclaimed excitedly. “I see who's been taking you classes now”“Oh no Father!”, Emilio sai
Chapter 61 Scar parked his motorcycle a little far off from where the guards stood. Using the backdoor, he left, not wanting to attract attention. He's been carrying a big bag which contained a sniper rifle and some other things he had in store just for plan B.He fixed himself at the top of a skyscraping building not so far off from the parking garage. He'd already settled the guards who let him up the roof. The roof had a small room which had just enough room for the night guards to sit. Arranging the rifle in a comfortable position, he sat and positioned the sniper towards the Basilica.“Boy, would you look at that?”He patted the gun playfully.“You are a good toy”He resumed his position, looking through the telescope. The Basilica was always crowded at this time of the year and a lot of people moved around, some taking pictures and others just viewing, taking mental memories of the beautiful building.Asher and the rest were just arriving.“I got us a tour guide. He should meet
Chapter 179: The happy ending “What? “How dare you?!” Maria panicked at first when Asher said what he said, but she quickly covered it up. “ Vincenzo, did you just hear what he said?”“Gaius Come in” Asher said and Maria's knees suddenly went weak. She stumbled behind as she thought she was seeing a ghost. What was Gauis doing here? I thought he was dead.“Gaius here revealed everything to me after Maria and Andrea tried killing him off for finding out their secret ''. “Here sir,” Gauis said, handing a brown envelope to Vincenzo. “Father, in there is the DNA result of Andrea and Mr Wyatt Oril”“What? The late Mr Wyatt?” Vincenzo asked, scanning through the contents of the DNA results. “Yes, that Mr Wyatt, Maria and her son killed him off, as he was a threat to their plans of killing me. And since they couldn’t succeed, Maria here began the slow process of killing you off slowly by lacing your tea every day with a substance. That’s why you have been so weak lately. Here is the s
Chapter 178“Hey let go of me!”. Finn yelled loudly at the prison guards as he was dragged into the toture room. “Do you want to die? Do you know who you are laying your hands on? let me go. Let me the fuck go”Finn was dragged and strapped on the same metallic chair that was used to torture Asher. Mr Vincenzo gave those specific instructions.“Hey!Hey! Are you guys deaf?!Call my dad. You people are dead meat once I leave this place” his spat out at the guards, only to get a hard punch to the stomach as a response. Smack! Smack!“You want to speak to your father right?” The prison warden said as he entered the room “Fine, we will call him for you.”A call was placed across to Mr. Wilson, and with one single ring, his voice echoed at the other end of the line. “Hello Mr. Wilson, someone is dying to speak with you.” The warden passed the phone to Finn, who didn’t hesitate to grab it”“Dad!, dad!What the hell is going on? I have been here for weeks now. What am I still here?”“Shut u
Chapter 177Finn staggered back and Sofia scurried away from behind him. She picked up the gun which had fallen near her boss. Asher, on the floor by then, was fast losing a lot of blood.He brought his hand to his face. It was blood. He stood unsteady, his vision blurry and double and his mind was hazy. He staggered forward a little and Sofia quickly picked up the gun and aimed it at him.“Stay away!”Finn tilted from side to side, trying to widen his eyes. That made it worse as he couldn't even see Sofia or decipher the position of the gun anymore“You…”, he said, swinging his hand aimlessly. In fear, Sofia pulled the trigger and shot his leg.“Arghh”, Finn groaned, holding his leg. His back hit the wall and he fell to the floor, his mind's vision slowly going into a blackout.Sofia turned her focus to her boss, squatting down to his level.“Boss”, she said, shaking his leg. He was still conscious.“Sofie”, he whispered, the most quiet whisper Sofie had ever heard.“Boss! Stay with
Chapter 176The heavy screwdriver fell off her hands and landed on Sofia's right leg.“Ow!”, She cried in pain. She held herself from cursing out, hopping away a little, from the control board.She had tried to pull off the metal cover of the control board for the door. But there were no screws on it. Then, she tried to break the cover. And that landed her in the situation she was presently in. Sofia banged on the door.“Help!!”But she knew her efforts were effortless. There was none other in the building than her and Asher - and the intruder she recognised so much but couldn't place a finger on where she'd seen him.Sofia wanted to feel exhausted but the anxiety that controlled her was great. She'd spent at least fifteen minutes trying to get out of the room and that was more than enough time for her boss to have been reached and attacked by the intruder - probably even dead.“No”, she gasped. She had to think fast. She had to get out now.“Think Sofia. Think”, she said to herself,
Chapter 175Sofia relaxed a little when she heard footsteps on the staircase. She knew she was usually tense when they were in the same space but her anxiety seemed to heighten by the minute. It was unusual and she couldn't put a finger to it. She had tried to concentrate on work but she had only progressed in eating all the biscuits and cookies on the plate. She had poured the remaining contents of the bottled water into her mouth. Tossing the empty bottle into the bin underneath her desk, she had placed her fingers on her forehead and did a quick massage. Still, she felt stressed and just looking at the screen made her feel even more stressed.She took off her glasses and lay back on the chair. The footsteps felt closer now. She opened her eyes. No footstep heard. Maybe she really needed that sleep.She closed her system. Then she heard the footsteps again. Curious, she got up from where she was sitting and moved towards the door.For some reason, she was stealth about it. She look
Chapter 174The security cameras picked Finn's car as it sped past Asher's residential building. Finn's car was captured by the vigilant security cameras as it zipped past Asher's residential building, leaving a trail of speed in its wake. The driver and bodyguard in the car that had brought Elena noticed the car and watched it zoom off, bearing witness to the fleeting scene.The bodyguard put a phone call through to Mr. Salvatore.“Boss”“Speak to me Spider”“Intruder alert”“Intruder alert?”“Yes Boss. Some car just sped past us. There is no other residential building in this place and I can still see the car parked, though it's far away from the gate.”“Well, who's in it?”“We don't know yet Boss.”“Find out Spider and don't let them ruin this plan. È tutto chiaro? (Is that clear)”“Sì Capo (Yes Boss)”The call ended. Paolo moved towards where Raphael was. “They say there's an intruder, Raphael”“Oh really”, Raphael replied, his eyes fixed on the screen.“Put the security camera'
Chapter 173Sofia let out some air, obviously exhausted. Her boss, Asher, paced the room as he gave instructions over the phone. “I want ceramic used in those spaces, Travis, not wood. Did you…”Asher paused, listening to what the voice over the phone had to say.“Travis, Travis….”Another pause.“Listen.. listen to me. I don't want to know if it is or if it is not possible to get the ceramic tiles today. Whatever it is you need to do to get them today - this night - do it. Do it now. When I come by tomorrow, and just note I'll be coming in very early, I want the exact type and quality that I asked for. Can you get that done, Travis?”Asher paused for longer this time. “Okay. Let me rephrase that. Get it done Travis. Thank you”He ended the call. “What's up? Are you done?”“Yes sir”, Sofia said, letting out a sigh of relief at the end of her sentence. Asher did too.“Finally”, Asher said to Sofie, a slight smile on his face.Meanwhile, after minutes of wasted efforts going in the w
Chapter 172It was dark out. Asher glanced at his watch as he went up the stairs. It was past seven already. He walked into the office room where Sofie was still working.“Are you done?”“Almost sir. Let me just tidy up this document”“Alright”He left the room and came back with two small glass bowls of fruit salad.“Here”, he said, handing it over to Sofia.“Oh.. thank you Boss”“You deserve it”, he said, taking his over to the mediun sized sofa. Pink flushed on her cheeks and she had to bend her face so he wouldn't noticed. Asher smiled, noticing before she could even hide it. In all his life, he didn't know a person more shy than Sofia.He settled on the sofa, balancing the fruit salad bowl in his hand.“I've been willing to ask something, Sofia”Sofia raised her head immediately, unnecessarily in alarm.“How has your mum been?”“My mum? She's fine. She's.. perfectly okay”“Is she still at the hospital?”“Oh no sir. She got discharged about ..two months ago? Yes. It should be two
Chapter 171“It’s done Boss”, the delivery guy said, adjusting the air pod in his ear as he rode. The bike bent as he maintained being on the bend, the wind flapping in his ear. When he got onto the straight road, he had to reduce his speed for the traffic ahead.“Good”, the voice responded. “Well done Ryder”“Yes sir”The call terminated and Paolo set his phone down on the table. In front of him were three monitors and a slim guy sat in front of them, moving from one screen to another.“What’s the update, Raphael?”, Andrew asked“I'm in. I have successfully gained access into the facility now”, he replied, zooming in on one of the screens. On it was a live recording of Asher's gate, which was still open even when Asher had closed it. So he thought.Raphael switched to another monitor. On the monitor display, the different controls that were sectioned to the different parts of the house were shown. Raphael zoomed into each room, and the door controls, studying the signals. From there,