TILL D£ATH DO US APART
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[Last Year January, House Of Esposito~Leonardo’s Citadel]It’s a very cold night, so as Leonardo prepared to go receive shipments from the dock, he was trying as much as possible to dress heavy.
He’s currently looking for a particular jacket, and he has been searching for a minute now.
He was already getting annoyed, his mood got ruined within that short period of time.
Not seeing things where he kept them has to be among the top five of things he hates most.
He was about to punch a hole into the jacket wall when Stanley entered.
“Are you looking for the black cashmere jacket? Mister Bob came to get it yesterday.” He said.
“Fûck, that bastard. Is he gonna die if he doesn’t steal my stuff?” Leonardo’s jaws shifted under his skin as he clenched it, giving up on the jacket.
He left the walk-in closet in his armless shirt, and as he walked past Stanley, he expected Stanley to follow up, but he didn’t.
Leonardo stopped and turned around to give him a look.
Stanley still stood there, staring into space like he was knocked out.
“Something’s got your ship in a wreck?” Leonardo said clearly, and that made Stanley rush forward.
“No. I guess tiredness is making me zone out.” He said with a fake smile, and he received a heavy blow on his jaw immediately… From Leonardo.
His jaw shifted slightly, but he reset it with his hand. Leonardo landed another punch on that same jaw, shifting it more than the first blow.
Stanley hasn’t even reset it when Leonardo gripped him by his shirt polo, pulling him to the relaxation room like a child.
He let go of him, and Stanley quickly knelt, finally resetting his jaw.
“Something’s got your ship in a wreck?” Leonardo asked the question again for the second time.
“Yes…” Stanley replied truthfully, not daring to lie again as blood drooled off his lower lip.
“I’m sorry for lying at first, but I just didn’t know how to tell.” He continued.
Leonardo sat in front of him, his eyes levelled with Stanley’s.
“Tell what?”
“Thaddeus wants me to off you. He’s aware that I’m the closest to you even more than your siblings, so he met me for the work. He wants you gone so his chances of becoming the future Don will be higher…so…he offered me a new life in Britain cos he’s aware I’ve always dreamed of living in that place. He said he’d help me settle down there and also promised billions and… He promised he’d allow Lissa go with me…”
As Stanley explained, he continued holding eyes tightly with Leonardo, and he saw a twitch in his eyes when he mentioned Lissa.
“And this is the part that was making me scared to tell you… Ghost.” Stanley crawled to Leonardo on his knees. He held his legs.
“Please… please don’t get mad at me. I’m actually in a secret relationship with Lissa and i—”
“I know of your secret relationship with my best friend, so zip that part…” Leonardo cut him off.
“Ghost?” Stanley said shockingly.
“Anything that’s unknown to me in this estate is either dead or unimportant. What? You think you’d make excuses to leave the estate just go meet up with my best friend in her private mansion and f+k, and I wouldn’t know? Issa can’t hide things, she’s an emotional bag, so I understand all of her body languages and how sensitive she gets whenever I talk about you. She mightn’t have told me about the two of you, but her emotions spoke.” Leonardo shrugged.
“I’m scared of you, genuinely.” Stanley let go of his legs slowly, wiping the blood on his lips.
“But Lissa isn’t that important for me to betray you, Ghost. Lissa is only obsessed with my manhood, and anyway I fail to find excuse to go to her, she ties me up the next day and uses belt and gag-ball on me. Calls it BDSM, but I’m not a fan…she doesn’t care. Most times, she’d call in the middle of the night just to ask for my manhood pictures, and—”
“Why are you feeding me with boring stories of your love life?” Leonardo rolled eyes, relaxing on the chair.
“No, Ghost. You don’t get it. She’s mad obsessed with me… Obsessed with my gentility, the way I’m always quiet and take everything she does to me…she likes it. She’d even make me stay on call with her till daybreak sometimes… I’m talking about s+x calls!” Stanley replied.
“Bottom line is?” Leonardo yawned intentionally.
“I don’t wanna continue staying here, and at the same time, I don’t ever wanna fulfill her father’s wish. Can I give them a show and then go to that Britain to stay a few months as your spy? I know you have no spy at all in that place, I’ll just act. Count it as resting time for me!” Stanley said.
Leonardo leaned forward on his chair, and Stanley quickly shifted back so he won’t punch him again.
“How long have you been planning this? You mean to tell me Thaddeus made this offer today, and you already have this planned out today too?” Leonardo smirked.
“You know my dream place to be has always been Britain! Just few months of vacation, Ghost!” Stanley said fast, bringing a wristwatch out of his pocket. He gave it to Leonardo.
“It’s like a wristwatch, but I swear it’s a smartwatch, connected to just me. Call me anytime, any day… I’ll answer for any emergency. Now, when can we stage the drama and decide when I go to Britain? I know it’s something you can make possible with the snap of your fingers! I’ve never asked you for anything before… Ghost! This is my wish!” Stanley said desperately.
“You’re a fool,” Leonardo stood, throwing the wristwatch back at him.
With his leg, he pushed him off and stood, walking to the elevator.
“Ghost! Buddy! Are you seriously gonna wait till your best friend asks me to send my d+k in a plate? Who do you think is gonna tolerate your toxic personality if I die? Who’s gonna be your most trusted guard?” Stanley went after him.
Leonardo stopped by the door, turning back, but Stanley shifted away to avoid another punch.
“Tommorow morning, come here with poisoned food for evidence. I’ll push you out for poisoning attempt, and you’d be questioned in the Sinners Assembly. Say nothing, don’t mention any name. From the assembly, I’ll spell out an order, and we’ll make an exchange real quick.” Leonardo said without blinking.
“Accepted,” Stanley smirked.
[Next Morning]News of Stanley’s murder attempt flew around fast. The mobsters rushed their ways to the Sinners Assembly to watch the questioning one hour ago, and they’re still inside.
Who wouldn’t be shocked?
Stanley is almost more than a guard Leonardo. He’s like a friend who’s even closer to him than his siblings. He talks more casually to him than his siblings. He even spends more time with him than his siblings cos they’re almost always together with Lissa as their third wheel at times.
So it’s definitely a hot topic that such person tried poisoning Leonardo.
What was he thinking?
Just like they all rushed into the Sinners Assembly to watch the questioning, they rushed out after one hour with disappointments on their faces cos Stanley didn’t say anything. He didn’t answer any of the questions, so Leonardo angrily ordered for him to be burned on the city middle bridge.
Stanley was cuffed as he was pushed out to the clan’s transport van which drove out immediately.
It was Leonardo who drove.
Several other mob cars followed him. Thaddeus is a part of those who followed too, in his car.
When they arrived at the bridge, Leonardo pulled Stanley out of the car by himself.
Note: it’s not exactly Stanley. It’s a criminal mobster which Leonardo got from the estate prison, and he luckily has almost the same body proportions as Stanley.
He was already in the van before Stanley entered with him earlier, and Stanley switched clothes with him.
Now a tight suffocating mask has been worn on his face to cover up.
As Thaddeus came out of his car, Leonardo threw a lighter at him, and Thaddeus caught it.
“No, not me. It’s your judgement to make.” Thaddeus frowned.
“No, Uncle Thaddeus. He lied and insisted you sent him to kill me, but I had his tongue tip cut off, that’s why he couldn’t talk when he was getting questioned at the Sinners Assembly earlier. Put fire on him for the lie he told on your name… I put a mask on his face cos it’s more entertaining if he can’t see when the fire will ignite on his body. Put fire on him!” Leonardo ordered sternly.
Thaddeus eyes went back to the fake masked Stanley who’s standing in front of the car.
With a agile push, he took him to the middle of the bridge where he sprinkled gasoline on his body then put fire on him.
Citizens gathered around to watch. People closed their palms on their mouths, not daring to scream cos it’s The Outfit anyways. No one talks.
As the fire spread on the body of the fake Stanley, he couldn’t even scream cos he’s the one whose tongue was cut, so he can’t talk.
He could only wriggle shortly before falling flat on the ground when the fire circulated round his body. His face was on the ground when he went still, burning viciously.
The fire engulfed him, and as he burned, Thaddeus smiled, placing an hand on Leonardo’s shoulder.
“For believing my innocence over his words, you deserve a new additional car.” He said.
Leonardo looked at his hand on his shoulder, then at his face.
He smiled, the smile concealing all evil, hiding all cruelty.
“You’re my Uncle, my best friend’s father… there’s a thick line between you and a mere guard.” He said.
Thaddeus squeezed his shoulder with a sweet smile.
Inside the van, Stanley is sitting, witnessing the scene through the hole in the corner of the van.
Watching the fake Stanley burning on the ground made him click his tongue silently, sighing.
“Thaddeus and his daughter are not different after all.” He muttered.
<Present Time>
“Just like I said back then, it didn’t change… He’s on the same category with his daughter. Now, look what they’re wrecking in the empire. The worse part? They have the backing of your crazy granddad.” Stanley said.
They’ve spent four minutes behind that shelf, discussing.
“I guess when the cops arrested him for burning the fake Stanley, he intentionally allowed his arrest and stayed in jail, refusing bail cos—”
“He was gathering new strategies in jail?” Leonardo cut him off, returning his cigar to his lips.
“Bingo! And now that he’s out, see how he’s already executing the new strategies, messing with your granddad’s head? He even tried to bomb you with the hotel…” Stanley scoffed, sighing.
“We stick to plan, Ghost. Trust me to always be a sucker for things like this…” He nodded, wearing his disguise back.
Scattered hair, the crooked dirty fake teeth set, glasses and beanie cap.
He picked his backpack from there he dropped it, then picked a pack of bar soap from the next shelf.
He began walking out of the store, following a customer girl who came to buy soap too.
As Stanley walked out, Lissa came in with the guards behind her.
Stanley walked past her, but even when their eyes met, she failed to recognize him.
He flashed her his crooked teeth.
The guards pushed him out of the way cos he was intentionally staring at her too much, and he fell out of the store, hurting his elbows.
He stood and dusted his shirt, picking his fallen glasses.
He smiled slowly, put on the glasses and left.
It wasn’t hard for Lissa and the guards to locate Leonardo.
He just sat on a spare chair beside a shaving cream shelf, smoking.
“Hubby!” Lissa rushed over, seeing the shelf he’s sitting in front of.
“Last I checked, there was enough shaving cream at the hotel.” She said angrily.
“And I told you I came here for a damn shaving cream?” Leonardo looked up, killing her with his eyes.
“Why did you enter this place them?” She queried.
“The guards were running faster than usual tonight, I just thought to have a lil run with them. Pick your phone and report to the Padrino.” He replied, standing from that chair.
“I don’t care about your run or foolery! I only care about myself Leo! Me or nothing else! We’ve been in this country for two weeks now, but you have refused to touch me! I wait nakedly in bed every night hoping you’d at least come one night and take me, but it has been the same!”
“You overlook me like an unwanted dish! I should be carrying your baby already, you know that! We must return home with a baby by December or at least with my pregnancy! If I don’t get pregnant or have a baby before December, you know we’re not leaving this country! Our honeymoon only ends when you impregnate me!”
As she’s ranting, Leonardo is already walking out of the store.
“You know Ivanna’s parents are still at stake, right? I only have to make a call and tell your granddad that you’re not serious about this honeymoon and maybe the legs of her parents will get cut!” She threatened.
Leonardo stopped, turned around, his eyes clashed with hers.
“You will do no such thing,” he muttered, and she went closer.
“Then give yourself to me completely. Submit everything! Kneel in front of me and eat my p+xxy like a good husband, give me a good fvck and make me cvm, then I can consider not making a unfavorable report!”
Leonardo’s eyes held hers with a depth that’s not understandable, but she’s breathing heavily.
“Tommorow night, prepare for a dinner night,” he said.
Her eyes widened.
“But not in that hotel…. I’ll take you out, and we can have a meal and then go any length you want in bed. You want my cvck? Wait for it.” He replied in full and left the store.
Lissa’s mouth remained wide as she stood there, but she suddenly smiled, feeling her insides getting hungrier….for him.
Tommorow will be heated.
—
[Chicago, House Of Esposito]Everyone is still soaking in the new development.
Mobsters aren’t sleeping, cos no one knows what’s coming tomorrow.
Marko mentioned he’d be rearranging the hierarchy of the low and high members, so the high mobsters are nervous.
Anyone might get plucked down to low no matter their merits, and no one will question Thaddeus about it since he’s now the Don anyways.
According to the orders, Anthony and Felicia already left the clan estate, and the siblings followed them.
Ivanna and Robert and Nino were on their way to the park to go look for Ginny and Tierney when the two drove into the estate.
By the looks on their faces, it’s very obvious things are bad, and when they both got down from the car, the confirmation came down with them.
Hilda. They’re the ones who carried her, and Ivanna Robert and Nino quickly joined them.
“What’s wrong with Hilda!” Ivanna gasped.
“What’s up with her?”
“What’s wrong with her!”
“Hilda? Hilda!”
Mobsters started gathering around.
Renata rushed inside with them too cos she hasn’t left the estate.
“Hilda? Hilda!!”
Hilda couldn’t talk. She could only lay down, speechless.
She’s not bleeding, not wounded. She’s just there, breathing shallowly and heavily like she’s dragging her lifeline with death.
“We were on our way home when we saw her entering the convenience store, so we followed her. I swear she was fine when we saw her, but getting inside was a new story entirely. We met her like this… She couldn’t talk, couldn’t move, and she just fell!” Ginny explained in tears.
“So we took her to the hospital, and the doctors ran series of tests. They said nothing is wrong with her I don’t understand! If nothing is wrong why isn’t she speaking or moving!” Tierney cried too.
“Hilda?” Renata called again, fearfully.
“Hilda!” Robert followed.
“Hilda! Hilda don’t scare me!” Nino followed loudly.
No reply. She kept low, quiet.
Ivanna went down, placing her lips on her ear.
“Hilda!!!” She screamed.
—
[Clan Road]The siblings are there, clustered on the road with their father and Felicia.
No passing cars, just them.
“I’ll be fine, Bob. Scratch that sad face.” Anthony assured.
“Be fine? You have nowhere to go dude! You have no property outside cos you weren’t allowed the build anything with the empire funds.” Bobby scolded.
“Here….” Sandra gave Anthony a key card, and Anthony looked up.
“Sand…”
“It’s a hidden mansion in the suburbs. I and Cardi made it our relaxation space two years ago, it’s abandoned, so you can stay there for now till we’d be able to get you a residency card in a new country. It won’t be easy with Marko blocking every path, but we’ll try out best.” Sandra said.
Anthony began crying, and Bacardi began wiping the tears as they fell.
“Don’t do it. Look, you don’t even need to be a Don to live fine. You’ve done enough, so your sudden retirement is somehow great. Mother and granddad have done enough to you. Now just sit still and watch us take care of you.” She said.
Anthony hugged the girls first, then Bobby last.
“I’m glad I’ve got y’all as kids, what would I have done without y’all? I feel so ashamed though.” He said.
“Ashamed of?” Bobby glared, pocketing his hands.
Anthony just smiled.
“Quick, start your journey before granddad comes here and to say you’re to submit your life too.” Bacardi said, opening the door of Bobby’s car for him and Felicia.
“You’re giving me the car too?” Anthony said emotionally.
“Just…get it!” Bobby pushed him in.
It was Sandra who pushed Felicia inside.
“Hey, Fellyfelly, I don’t care how you handle it, but dad can’t get sick, so take care of him. He took care of you enough, it’s time for you to return the favor.” Bobby said.
Felicia nodded.
“I’ll do everything I can”
“If he skips his meals two days a week, I’ll know cos he gets lean real quick. Sent me a picture of him every two days, and if he gets lean in any picture,….” Sandra glared.
“I’ll kill you…” Bacardi finished the sentence, dropping a debit card on Anthony’s palm.
“Thank you, y’all. Thank you.” Anthony wiped his tears.
Felicia drove them away, wiping the tears in her own eyes too.
“I can’t believe it…. can’t believe there’d be a day when my kids treat me like an actual king.” Anthony sniffled slowly.
“You’ve got the best kids ever, Anthony. I was obsessed with them calling me mum not because I wanted to claim what’s not mine, but because I really really loved them as my own.” Felicia replied, driving smoothly.
“I know, Felly, I know. I only hope Leo gets freed.” Anthony nodded.
“I trust him, why did you think I branched at my flower shop that day during our drive to the wedding?” Felicia smiled.
“I remember you branched there to get the seeds of black taboo rose.” Anthony replied.
“Actually, Leo texted me to get taboo rose for him after you came to get me at the dungeon. You were in the bathroom when I received the text, and you know by then, the sanctuary was already destroyed, that’s why I had to go get it at the flower shop myself.” Felicia explained.
“He asked for the flowers, but you got the seeds?” Anthony asked.
“Cos the seed is potent than the flower. Whatever he’s gonna use it for, I want it to work beyond expectations.” Felicia smiled.
“It’s with him already?” Anthony blinked again.
“On Monday when I told you I wanted to go out for a stretch, I already delivered it. A guy with crooked teeth came to take it, and maybe he’d go deliver it to Leo in Paris. I just hope he’s able to deliver it cos I heard the hotel security is too tight.” Felicia muttered.
“Still keeping secrets?” Anthony said.
“No! I kept this one cos Leo told me in the text that I shouldn’t tell anyone, but now that I’m telling you, you have to not tell anyone too.” She replied quickly, and Anthony smiled.
He held Felicia’s second hand, and Felicia drove with her other hand.
—
[House Of Esposito]When the Esposito siblings arrived, it was another chaos in the clan.
Hilda.
Hilda is dead.
It felt like a dream at first, like an illusion someone is trying to paint in their heads, but when they saw the crying Cooper siblings, the crying mobsters, crying Nino…
They knew it wasn’t a joke.
They pushed everyone out of their way in the park till they were in the middle where Hilda’s body is laying with her head on Ivanna’s laps.
Nino is sitting beside another car. He’s not crying, he’s just sitting silently.
Renata is almost running mad where she sat on the ground, crying.
Tierney and Ginny have red eyes already, their tears overflowing.
Robert is dying inside, remembering how he had told Hilda just this morning that Erica and Leroy would be so glad to meet her, and now…
He shut his eyes, crying.
“Hilda was still fine this morning! What’s everyone not telling me! Hilda was fine this morning I swear!” Bacardi said crazily, touching the woman’s cold dead body.
“I…I saw her too! She was taking a pot of red flowers to the park when I saw her, and she was smiling as usual!” Sandra added, crying already.
“Hilda… Hilda? Why would she be dead? There’s no gunshot wound! She’s not bleeding!! She had no heart problems so someone tell me why Hilda is dead!!” Bacardi screamed.
Bobby was the last to kneel beside the body, smirking.
“Crimson Cave, they did this.”
“Right…” Ivanna replied, lifting Hilda’s neck a bit.
There are two tiny holes on her neck from the bite of the bedbug.
“They probably dropped a poisonous insect on her, and she got stung to death, but it’s too fuckin cruel. We couldn’t even get her last words. She couldn’t talk to me!!!” Ivanna broke down again, holding Hilda’s cold head to her chest.
“She didn’t deserve this! All she wanted was to raise as much children as possible! She was a mother of many! Why her?” She hiccupped.
Sandra saw where Nino sat beside the other car, and she went to him quietly, placing an hand on his shoulder, but he’s not even seeing her. He’s too weak to care.
“She breastfed you all, Bobby. Starting from Leonardo, down to Sandra. Hilda did it.” Renata hiccuped too, but her words were clear enough to the ears.
All the Esposito siblings looked up.
“What!”
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[Armando Mansion]After the oath taking and congratulations in the clan estate, Thaddeus came back home with his family and old men friends to continue the jubilation.
At least, he has all today to jubilate before he’d commence his official duties as a Don tommorow.
Maids are everywhere, carrying trays of food and drinks and refreshments around the filled mansion.
Penny is feeling nothing less than a president’s wife would feel right now. She’s the one receiving the most congratulations in the middle of the guests as the Donna.
Emma supervised the maids, and Anthony sat with the men to drink.
As for Island, she’s at the balcony at the back of the mansion, drinking alone and waiting for Lissa’s reply to Thaddeus’ oath taking videos she sent her. She hasn’t replied.
“She replied Emma, I’m sure of it. I get that I’m still somehow new, but this is favoritism at it’s peak.” Island muttered, scrolling angrily.
“Why the hell are you drinking juice on a day like this?” Thaddeus’ voice sounded behind, and Island spranged up, almost spilling her wine.
She faced the man.
“Emma warmed me to not get near the wine cellar, so I didn’t want to annoy her.” She said.
“Emma?” Didn’t I tell you that whenever she tries to get bossy, report to me?” Thaddeus huffed.
Island stayed mute for a beat, then she slowly dropped her wine cup on the balcony top and and began stepping to him.
“I don’t want too many reports from me to you. You’ve been saving me since two weeks ago, and if it gets too much, who knows what your wife might think?” She said, sighing.
When she arrived at his space, her sigh dissipated, and she suddenly climbed the chair in front of him just to match his height.
She pulled down the front of her dress, flashing him her b👀bs real quick, then she pulled it back.
“I’ve got nice racks though. You’ve been tasting Madam Penny’s all your life, how about you try this too?” She whispered, blew him a kiss and jumped down from the chair.
She left him on that balcony, and Thaddeus grinned.
“Too interesting for a day like today.” He grinned again.
Then…he rushed out of that balcony.
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[Crimson Cave]Hayden didn’t arrive till 12am. He had waited outside the Cooper family house—on that tree, unable to enter till his limbs started giving out, so he had to come down and crawl back here to receive what’s coming.
As he walked past the gangsters on the corridor, their eyes stayed on him, as if measuring his punishment already. Definitely, they’re already aware of his sin, so he wasn’t interested in their stares.
He walked straight, focused, till he arrived inside Monika’s hall.
Bradshaw and Moo are there with the woman, just in different positions.
While Moo is kneeling, Bradshaw stood in front of Monika who’s chuckling with her phone in hand.
News of Hilda’s death is just reaching her, and the fact that she didn’t live past three hours after receiving the bedbug bite is the goodest news.
That means her new formula is potent enough, and now she just has the produce more.
Also, the fact that it was Hilda…the same woman who breastfed Vera’s babies… Her death is well-deserved.
Monika threw a vial of liquid forward, and Bradshaw caught it.
“That’s the antidote to your relaxing manhood. Swallow with lukewarm water, you’ll regain your libido.” She said, and Bradshaw gasped, shoving his head down in a bow.
“I appreciate this kindness, Leader. I’ll never disappoint again!”
He rushed out, and Monika sat back, facing the remaining two.
“Oh..the disappointment duo are finally complete.” She muttered, pressing her figure forward, ominously on her chair.
“Moona, should I just destroy your womb so you’d lose every hope of giving birth to your kind for life? And you, Hayden… should I inject you and erase your memories of the past? Is that what’s gonna work? Cos I see pain is nothing to you both anymore”
Moo’s eyes widened, so is Hayden’s.
And merely seeing that reaction, Monika’s wickedness was fueled.
Exactly what she wanted.
She stood and came down her stairwell.
She called for gangsters, hey they rushed inside without waiting for her voice to die down.
One of them is already holding a tray containing the vials.
Moo and Hayden were held down, but Hayden broke free from the grip, whistling past Monika and the gangsters like the wind.
FTM.
He was able to escape to the door, but when he looked back and saw Moo is still on her knees, he stopped.
“Moona!” He shouted.
“Don’t be silly, what are you gonna do? Escape?” Moo snickered.” With the weekly poison in your system? If you escape today, and you’re gonna die next week. Just stay and receive the injection calmly. You can at least continue living without your memories, and I can continue living without a womb.” Moo muttered.
Hayden’s hand tightened madly on the door, and his eyes met with Monika’s wicked ones.
He kept standing there, without moving. He gave up.
Monika shoved the womb-tampering injection into Moo’s belly.
Moo was still gagging when she came to Hayden too by the door.
“Bye, your past life…” She muttered, shoving the memory-tampering injection into his neck too.
Moo and Hayden slumped on the ground at the same time, but Moo is already bleeding from the space between her legs.
—
[Cooper Family House, Dawn]It’s 5am when Ivanna came back with her siblings. They all have red eyes from crying too much.
Ginny is even still crying.
They got a call that the parents are awake, so they had to come.
Erica and Leroy’s eyes are open, but they still can’t rise from the bed.
They both tried to rise immediately they saw the kids though, but Ivanna rushed to Erica and stopped her.
Robert did the same to Leroy.
Ginny just stood by the door, crying like a baby.
Ivanna’s tears fell on Erica’s face, and the woman blinked.
“Ivie, tears…”
Unable to hold it, Ivanna bursted into tears again, and the woman began crying too before she knew it.
“Ivie? Ginny is crying too… Did you lose someone important?” Erica asked slowly.
Ivanna nodded, water coming out of her nose.
Erica smiled sadly at her, pulling her into a gentle hug.
Leroy isn’t even hearing anything they’re saying. Robert detected with the way the man is looking confused.
Robert brought his mouth closer to his ear, speaking…
“She was like a mother to us, the person who died.”
“You said?” Leroy replied, still not hearing a thing.
Hearing that reply, Ginny covered her mouth with her palm on the door, crying harder.
Robert got a pen and paper, writing it on paper to show Leroy.
“Hilda was her name? She took care of you all when we were in captivity? It’s her burial tommorow?” Leroy said after reading from the paper.
Robert nodded.
“Come here,” Leroy widened his arms, and Robert hugged him gently.
Ginny joined them on the other side, and the man hugged her with an hand, crying like his wife.
“Now that we’re back, we’ll do our best to get better so we can pay back the Armando family for what they did to us. Also, we’ll always pray for Hilda’s soul.” Leroy assured.
“You don’t cry easily, Ivie. This just shows this Hilda woman was a gem. Don’t worry, we’ll make sure she’s never forgotten for life. You know I don’t let go of helpers.” Erica told Ivanna, and Ivanna nodded.
Now, she’s wishing a particular someone was here.
The person who gave her the first wholesome hug in the clan estate.
She whished he was here. The man with the warmest bear hugs.
She wished Leonardo was here.
She badly needs that hug.
—
[Phoenix Valley]Renata returned like a shadow of her own self at 6am.
Whole face is red, she’s still crying. Her shoes are in her hands, bag hanging on her neck as she dragged her foot to her room.
Burial is by 8am, so she came home to freshen up and dress in black before she’d return.
Padrino Marko is inside his study with some old men, but the door is open, so he saw her when she was walking past.
He left the old men inside and came out to her.
“This is exactly why I’ve always hated your shallow emotional depth, Renata. You’re not fit to be an Esposito. Someone that meaningless died and you’re crying? Dying means her time is up!” He shouted.
Renata didn’t reply. She just continued dragging her legs inside.
Marko pushed her with his walking stick, and she fell, but instead of standing, she began crawling away like that, still crying.
Marko’s eyes turned inside his glasses.
“Should I tell Thaddeus to take her in as his second wife?”
—
[A Private Gravesite]Nino and the Esposito siblings bought the site last night. They made sure to find a newly created, clean, peaceful site outside the clan.
According to them, they don’t want her peaceful soul buried inside the clan where chaos burns daily.
They want her buried here alone in this peaceful environment.
The burial is still ongoing.
Hilda’s coffin has just been lowered into the grave, and everyone is taking turns to throw earth inside.
The site is full to the brim. Madly full with mobsters since she was like a mother to everyone.
Everyone tried to keep their tears controlled, but not Nino.
Nino hasn’t been crying since yesterday, but he broke down the moment he poured earth into the grave.
He squatted beside the grave, and Robert quickly went beside him.
“Gee….”
“She had only one wish, and it was to meet her daughter before her death. That was why she refused to get surgery on her back again cos she was scared if she died on the surgery table, she wouldn’t meet her daughter.” Nino cried bitterly.
Bacardi and Bobby and Robert are busy crying too. Since they heard the truth from Renata about Hilda’s feeding yesterday, they’ve been overly emotional, especially Bacardi.
Ginny and Tierney are by a side, consoling each other.
Renata placed a hand on Ivanna’s shoulder, and Ivanna nodded.
“I’m not crying…” She muttered, though there’s tears in her eyes.
The mob was still trying to control Nino when suddenly, a water tank truck drove roughly into the site.
Inside the truck, there’s Penny. She sat on the driver’s seat poignantly.
She was so rough with the drive that the mobsters around the grave began running sidewards, leaving the way for her till she arrived at the graveside and opened the tank.
She dumped what’s inside the tank into the grave.
Blood. Animal blood.
No idea how she got it, but it’s so fuckin much. Looks like a bunch of animals were poached and killed then their blood was drained into the tank for this purpose.
Blood flowed everywhere in the gravesite, filling up the grave till it covered Hilda’s coffin and overflowed.
Nino and Ivanna’s eyes are the widest
“Hilda!!!!”
Penny came down from the tank, taking off the glasses she wore. She moved her cigar away from her lips.
The new Donna position is driving her mad, and to her, she hasn’t even started with these people yet.
“With whose permission did you come for this burial? It’s the first day of Thaddeus’ in office, and y’all came here, wailing? And you, Robert…why are you here instead of resuming at the valley!!” She yelled.
Nino and Ivanna and Bobby charged forward at the same time, coming to Penny with just one thought—push her into the blood-filled grave.
But Renata held them back.
“Ivanna, think about your parents! Nino, think about Anthony. Bob, think about Leo. Y’all have been patient enough, I get it, but keep the patience coming…it’s not over yet….don’t do this. Thaddeus and Penny are too powerful for y’all to tackle now. Please. We can just wait for the blood to go down in the grave then come back to secretly take Hilda’s body, bath it and find another private gravesite for her.” Renata said
The three paused, and there was continuous silence in the site, but not for long, cos Penny snapped her fingers, and the mobsters began returning to their cars, driving out of the site…back to the clan estate.
Nino and Ivanna looked at the blood-filled grave again, and they both bit themselves on the tongue.
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[7pm, Paris, George V Hotel]Lissa has like ten maids with her inside her room, and they all have one thing or the other to do.
One is tonging her hair, another one is clipping the hair. One is getting her legs pedicured, and another is getting her fingers manicured.
One is doing her makeup, another one is massaging her shoulders.
Series of division of labours, and Lissa has a large smile on her face. The face would tear if she smiles any wider right now.
She has threatened to kill any maid who makes any mistake with the processes, so she’s sure they’d do a good job. They wouldn’t risk it.
This feels like the wedding day over again. It’s finally the night she’s getting the covk.
The night she’d be having the hot sp£rm fertilize her eggs, and by hot, she doesn’t mean temperature.
She meant handsomeness. Sure the child will be as hot as the father and fashionable as her—the mother.
The touch up was done in an hour, and she stood, feeling like a new creature. She wasn’t disappointed when she looked at herself in the mirror. Peak beauty.
She was helped into her dress. A tight black material which has a very low back, showing her ass crack.
Her br£àsts are barely covered. No bra. No panty. Typical her.
Her curled hair fell on her shoulders in ringlets, and she smiled at her reflection in the mirror as the maids buckled her shoe straps.
She stepped out of the room, trusting herself to look dazzling as her cologne scent followed her.
Leonardo was already waiting at the living room, and he smiled brightly when he sighted her.
He wore a wine-color dress shirt, dress slacks and a coat on top to fight the cold, but when she saw her, he took off the coat and covered her shoulders with it.
She smiled deeply, dropping a kiss on his cheek.
She shoved her fingers in his own in a tight interlock, and she couldn’t stop staring at him as they walked out of the suite together with the escort of guards.
Leonardo opened the Maserati ghibli door, and she hopped inside, feeling like a top queen.
He got in with her, and their driver moved the car.
Guards drove three different behind them, following them.
Throughout the drive, Lissa’s hands couldn’t stay with her. It’s either on his chest, his crotch trying to touch his manhood, or his brows.
She kissed his lips lightly a number of times. He didn’t stop her.
He was more focused on the end of this night.
They arrived at Dinner & Dîckdown—a top private restaurant which also renders room services.
The guards stayed outside.
Leonardo already called before they arrived, so the moment they sat in their meal room, their meals were set on the table in a heart shape.
“Did you tell them to do this?” Lissa smiled again.
“You don’t like it?” Leonardo replied with concern.
She just lifted her butt from her chair and leaned in to kiss him. He turned his face, so that kiss met his cheek.
“I know we’re in a loveless marriage, and our hearts can never beat for each other, but it’s a good deal to tease each other with romantic moves like this. I love it.” She said.
Leonardo brushed her hair back, and she bit her lip before sitting back.
They started devouring the meals, and she wouldn’t stop thrusting her fork at his face, wanting to feed him.
He took everything. Everything, but as he ate, he kept it in mind that he’s gonna throw up later.
Every food on the table stinks to him, so throwing up later is a must even if he has to beat himself to do it.
Lissa drank wine for the third time.
She has been drinking the wine a lot since the start of this meal.
It’s her favorite wine, actually.
When she drank for the fourth time, the glass became empty, and her fork slipped away from her.
She’s not feeling sleepy.
She’s not feeling tipsy.
She just feels…. different.
Feels…h0rny?
Yeah…that’s the right word, but even horniness doesn’t come this hard.
Why is she already so wet?
Suddenly???
Her eyes seems to be unclear too. She feels too empty… like she needs something to fill her up.
She sweated, her pvxxy quivered underneath with need. Her eyes blurred, but at the same time, she can still see the person in front of her.
Leonardo.
She stood from where she sat, intending to go meet him, but she dropped. She was caught before she could land on the ground.
She didn’t wait, didn’t slack.
Her arms went around the person, and her lips claimed his own.
She was already stripping him as they proceeded inside their inner room… lips on lips, moans falling.
Soon, the room got loud with her screams, her moans, and the sounds coming from the second person.
It was a long damn night.
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[Next Morning]Lissa feels like she’s bleeding in her core even without checking it out.
She could feel it.
That was what woke her up with a slight yawn. She sat up in bed, lifting the duvet from herself to stare down at her n+kedne$s.
True to her feels, she’s bleeding slightly, and that made her smile.
She’s aching all-over her body, so if she didn’t bleed, it’d be strange. The s+x was too mind-blowing.
“Hubby…” She hugged the person sleeping beside her, but there’s no movement at all.
Leonardo is very sensitive, so…
She curiously lifted the duvet, and the duvet fell from her when she saw the person in bed with her.
Her eyes widened, she got down from the bed, then slowly, she lifted the duvet from the person’s face again.
A man with dreadlocks, but not normal dreadlocks.
It looks tangled, unkept, dirty. Even in his sleep, his teeth is open, and the level of yellowness made Lissa’s heart drop. Her butt landed on the ground.
“Aghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!”
“I got him from a psych ward. He’s one of the people who took overdose of the velkrona drug and ran mad.” A familiar voice said, and Lissa’s head turned slowly to the door.
That was when she realized she’s not alone in the room.
Her eyes and mouth widened at the same time, and her head made crazy, insane noises.
By that door, Stanley stood like a guard. He’s the one who just talked.
Leonardo sat on a velvet chair, lips curled up cruelly with a cigarette hanging somewhere in the corner.
He leaned forward, voice straight.
“Tell me, Lissa, you thought I bended too, didn’t you?” His brows cinched with meaning. “Damn, you choose to dance with the devil.”
Lissa gasped for air.
He bursted into his insane psychotic laughter, smokes wrapping and unwrapping in front of his face.
When the laughter stopped, an extra dash of blood-streak crossed his eyes, and the coldness returned.
“Newsflash; the madness was only asleep, it never died.” He declared.
TBC.
