TAKEN BY THE MAFIA LORD
Taken By The Mafia Lord-Chapter 52&53
(A Twist of Fate…)
GENRE: Mafia/Dark Romance
©Cisca. H
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“I won’t be home on time, babe, so don’t miss me so much.” Vincenzo said softly as he placed a kiss on Freya’s forehead.
“Is every thing alright?” She asked, concerned.
“Yes, every thing is fine.”
“I don’t trust you, Enzo. You said this to me the last time you stayed out late and then you called to break an ugly news to me. Tell me the same shit isn’t happening today.”
“It’s not. I promise.”
“Okay, then. Take care of yourself.”
“You too.” He kissed her lips. “Don’t miss me so much.”
“We both know I will. Well, I’ll try not to though.” She said with a shrug. “Now get going or you will be late for work.” She urged him to leave.
After what seemed like hours with Freya sitting her ass on the bed, in the same position, Freya was feeling bored and uncomfortable and wanted to go out, probably some where fancy.
She called the landmark, expecting Myra to have picked the call but some one else did. “Send Myra to my room immediately.” She ordered.
“Yes, ma’am.”
She drops her phone on the bed, waiting for Myra to show up. When a knock came on the door, she didn’t wait to say “come in.” Myra walked in, curious to know why Freya had requested to see her so urgently.
“Tell me everything’s alright.” Myra inquired.
“Yeah, sure. Just feeling bored so I thought we should take a drive downtown. What do you think?”
Myra crossed her arms around her chest. “Does Mr Vincenzo know about this?” She asked to be sure.
“No, he doesn’t. Look, I wasn’t thinking about leaving in the first place, but geez, here is so boring without him. I wonder how Kelly survives his absence.”
“That’s because she is used to him. And besides, they have dated for a year plus, your’s is barely a month.”
“I see.” She said, nodding her head. “So, do you still mind for a drive?” She asked again.
“What can I say?” Myra shrugged. “I’ll go get dressed then. I’ll meet you at five.”
“Good.”
As Myra left the room, Freya rushed into the bathroom for a quick shower. Unlike her, she’d spend hours of her time, but this time, it wasn’t even close to eight minutes, she was done bathing.
She walked to the wardrobe to pick some thing to wear. She picked Vincenzo’s shirt and trousers, luckily, it fitted her perfectly. So, she went ahead with the outfit.
It was more than ten minutes already and Myra hasn’t shown up. “I’ll be here in five,” She mimicked her. “Now it’s close to fifteen minutes and this bitch isn’t here?” She didn’t want to call the landmark, so she waited impatiently for her to show up.
Myra soon walked in. “I was beginning to wonder if you do know your time. You said you’ll be here in five, look what’s the time.”
“I said I’ll be here in five doesn’t mean I will be here in five. C’mon, I needed to take my bath and get changed to some thing better. Tell me, how many minutes did you spend in the bathroom? I can tell, it’s more than five minutes.” She said, pointing at her.
“Aish. Whatever. Come on, let’s get going.” She said, taking one of the car keys with her.
Myra laughed at her as they made their way out of the building. “So, where are you taking us to?” She asked.
“Some where but not here. Probably, the supermarket store.” They hopped into the Mercedes Benz.
“You never told me you can drive.”
“You never asked.”
Myra rolled her eyes. “I hope you don’t get us into an accident.”
Freya looked at her. “Seriously? I had that accident for a reason, but this time, I don’t have any reason to drive recklessly on the road. Come on, people change, okay. I change.”
Myra bursted out laughing, the way Freya had said those actually sounded to her ears. “Honestly, I never had that in mind. I didn’t even remember about the accident, I was actually thinking this is your first time driving.”
“Oh. I must have thought too far, then.” She said, a bit embarrassed.
“It doesn’t matter, it’s all about fun.” She drove out of the compound to the road. Myra’s heart wasn’t at peace, since she had never been in the same car with Freya while she drove, she wasn’t quite at rest. But after they had driven past a few miles, she felt relaxed.
Even while Freya drove at speed, she drove like an expert. “Mind for music?” She asked and didn’t wait for Myra to reply, she turned on the radio.
“What if Mr Vincenzo returns home and doesn’t find us, what are we going to do?”
“Enzo isn’t a god or some thing, you don’t have to worry about him. And besides, he said his work today is urgent, he definitely won’t return home until night. So, relax.”
Myra shrugged. “As long as you have an explanation, I’m cool.”
Soon, they made it to the shopping mall. It was crowded as many customers kept trooping in, both those who were just coming. “This doesn’t look like a supermarket to me, Freya. This is a shopping mall.”
Freya shrugged her shoulders. “As you can see, it is what you think it is. Come on, let’s get going.” They left the car, heading towards the mall.
As they got in, the two ladies first went for sight seeing around the mall, with that, Freya saw a few things she needed to buy such as new clothes and a pair of shoes, bags, wigs and the rest of them.
Myra wondered why she had gotten all the money from, and since it isn’t up to a month she’s been dating Vincenzo, how then has she gotten up to this amount? Yet, she is planning on buying some other things.
“I don’t wanna look pocky to your stuff, but…” She paused, finding the words to say
“How did I get the money to spend?” Freya completed her statement.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t…”
“It’s okay, I was expecting you to ask me that. Well, my brother is a gangster too and yes, he’s dealing with lots of money.” She sighed. “He left his properties to me, so, I don’t need Vince’s money to keep myself looking good, I have just enough in my bank account.”
Myra was clear now, so she cleared off every doubt in her mind, not wanting to have any thing suspicious over her best friend.
“You’re actually more prepared than I thought.”
“I’m always prepared, sweetheart.”
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Freya selected a few things she needed. Seeing as Myra walked behind her made her feel uncomfortable so she asked her to pick a few clothes and shoes too. Myra being considerate and not a lover of money, took just a gown, a shirt and a skirt with a white canvas.
Freya admired the clothes she picked, giving her a nod. “They look pretty on you.”
“Thanks.” She blushed.
“Let’s go buy some thing to eat, I’m starving.” Freya said, holding her stomach.
“We can’t hold this in our hands while eating, why don’t you order for lunch while I take the stuff to the car.” Myra suggested.
“No, Myra, they are too much for only you to carry. Let’s take it to the car together.” Myra agreed and they both took the items to the car.
They headed for the eatery section, on the table was the menu which Freya quickly scrolled through. The foods in the menu were quite expensive, she needed to manage her money for the future and whenever things turned out to be tough on their part.
She picked the less cheaper one, but Myra picked the least cheaper one. “For once, Myra, don’t be too local, especially in an eatery place like this.”
Myra rolled her eyes in a confused manner. “I don’t understand. The foods in the menu looks expensive, I ain’t the one paying the bills so you don’t expect me to take some thing bigger than my salary.”
“What do you think they’ll say? They’ll probably look at us like we’re some kinda broke assholes who just wanna occupy their seats.”
“You’re listening to what they will say?” Myra scoffed. “Come on, we aren’t even sure if that’s what they will think. You’re only exaggerating facts.”
“Are you sure that’s gonna do you? I mean, it’s just 2 dollars, you need some thing more heavier than that.”
“Don’t worry, Freya, I’m not a lover of food.” She assured her. When the waiter came to their table, they listed the food they needed.
While they ate, Freya was busy with her phone. She was chatting with Vincenzo. He requested that he wants to see a picture of her. “Oh, no!” She exclaimed softly.
“What’s wrong?” Myra asked, making a pause. “Did some thing bad happen?”
“Vincenzo wants me to take a picture of myself.” She replied.
“Did you tell him you’re here?” Myra asked.
“No, I didn’t. He just demanded it right now and I honestly don’t know what to do right now. I feel like he’s gonna get worried if I have to take the picture here.”
“It’s great, I mean it’s better. Mr Vincenzo needs to know that you are here just in case if some thing happens to you. You know, if any thing happens to you, he’s gonna hold me responsible so yes, take a picture.” She urged her.
Freya smiled, taking a picture of herself. She sends it to Vincenzo who views it immediately, like he’s been in her DM waiting patiently for her.
“Where are you?” He typed.
“A little outing at the mall with Myra.”
“Having fun?”
“Yeah, having fun. We’re eating though, you can join us if you like.”
“Oh, I’d love to. Send me a photo of the table.” She did so without wasting time. “Wow, my baby is really having fun. I wished I was close.”
“You don’t have to worry, we can still hang out some other time. But this time, the bill is on you.”
“Ha ha ha!” He typed with a laughing emoji. “Why can’t it be on you?”
“You don’t expect a girl to pay for the meals on her first date? Or, have you lost your manners?”
“Ha ha. Just joking around.”
“It’s a little expensive.” She dropped. “So, how is business going?”
“Good. Thankfully I was just in time before my father. He would have taken so much from me and I wouldn’t know.”
“Ouch, that’s bad. But how did you get to find out about his intentions?” She asked.
“I have spies every where. I don’t trust any one when it comes to money.”
“What about me?” She asked, wanting to know what his reply would be. “Do you trust me in terms of money?”
“If you were a money fraud, you would have stolen a lot from me all those while I made life tough for you. You would have left those times I sent you to the market. I don’t need to test you to see how trustworthy you are, I already trust you with all I have.”
Freya felt butterflies screaming in her stomach as he made those speeches. Freya wasn’t a money lover, which made her obviously different from Kelly who is ready to bill the life out of any man. She was less considerate, she thinks Vincenzo being a mafia lord means he owns the entire world.
But Freya is the opposite. If she did want his money, she would have started from the onset to get some thing out from Vincenzo’s pocket.
“Aww. I’m flattered, babe. Thanks so much for trusting me.”
“It’s nothing much, hun.” He smiled. “Well, take care of yourself. I’ll leave you to have fun.”
“See ya tonight. Bye.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too.” She blew air kisses to him before cutting the call.
“You guys are such a beautiful thing. Did you see how he sounded when he said he loves you? Not to talk of when he said he trusts you with every thing he has? Geez, I envy you, Freya.”
“Awww.” Freya blushed. “Thank you.”
“Dah. You two deserve each other.”
Freya’s phone rang again, she checked on the caller ID, it was an unknown number. “Who’s that?” Myra asked.
She shrugged. “About to find out.” She picked the call. “Hello.”
“Hello, Miss Bred.” Said the deep voice from the other side of the line.
“Who’s this?” She took the phone off her ear, checking in the caller ID to be certain if she does know who the caller is. Again, she places it on her ear. “How did you get my number?”
“Got it from a friend. I can see you’re having fun.”
Freya glared around the mall. “Are you watching me or what?”
Myra raised an eyebrow, also glaring around the mall. “Who is that?” She mouthed.
“I don’t know.” Freya mouthed back.
“So, how may I help you?” She asked.
“I don’t wanna bother you and your friend, but we can have a brief talk if you want.”
“Like you said, I’m a little busy right now. We’ll talk some other time.” She cuts the call. Immediately, the caller called back. She picked up, “What Mr? Can’t you let me breathe?”
“Just a little talk with you, that’s all.”
“I already told you earlier, but don’t worry, I will explain it again. I am a little busy, we’ll talk some other time. And mind you, don’t even dare call this line again. Asshole!” She cursed, cutting the call. “Asshole.”
“Who’s that?” Myra asked.
“I don’t know. He was sounding so scary.” She shifted the strands of her hair. “Forget him, let’s keep eating.” She said, not wanting to think about him. His voice alone really scared her to the bones.
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