David’s POV.
Beads of sweat dot my face as I step out of the car. Even though I just got out of an air conditioning, it seems as if I went for a run.
But I know the reason I’m worked like this. The black sedan I saw out there was giving the scare.
I march into the quiet house, looking around for Andrei to share this new development with him but I don’t see him around.
Where could he be? I think to myself, searching around. I even go to his room which is on the down floor but Andrei isn’t in.
Could it be that… he isn’t back with Vera? Or did something else happen?
I lose the button of my collar, writhing my head in the process as worry clogs my throat.
I hope it’s not what I’m thinking. I hope there’s no other set of men after Vera.
The intensity of this whole thing bears down on me. It’s only now that I understand why Helen did all she could to get away from the mafia and also to keep Vera safe.
Those men don’t relent. They keep pushing for whatever they desire until they get it.
Despite the fact that I’ve spread rumors about Vera’s death, they still doubt it.
It makes me understand the term “mafia” more. Mafias are power-thirst men who don’t give up easily. They’d rather die searching for something than be alive without getting to the depth of something.
My problem is I need to keep my girl safe. I can’t imagine those bloody men sticking their dirty hands on Kid. She’s mine.
The last thought makes my heart swell as my blood gets filled with possessiveness. I know more than anything they’ll marry Vera like they did to Helen.
Would you want them to marry her? Take her? Give her the pleasure you couldn’t? That traitorous voice rasps out in my head, making me imagine Vera being tied to those sadistic men.
Hell no, I can’t allow it. The thought fuels me to call Andrei again and he picks up.
“Where are you?” I growl, noticing the faint music in the background.
“It’s Vera…” He takes a long sigh. She’s with her friends.”
I make a low, irritated noise at the back of my throat and bark out the order. “Bring her back home now.”
“Yes, boss.”
I end the call after Andrei’s words and I ascend the stairs to my room to take a shower.
Within minutes, I finish refreshing myself and get back to the dining where I settle on my seat, rubbing my hands together before diving into the Spicy shrimp soup Irene arranged on the table before leaving.
I’m just about to scoop some soup into my plate when Vera comes bustling in.
She clambers over to my side and bark. She obviously looks angry.
“When will you stop ordering me around” She glares at me, wordlessly demanding answers. I remain mute, sitting on my seat and helping myself with spoons of the hot spicy soup. “I demand answers.”
I take a look at her and I see the defiant look she gives me. Damn, I do love it when Vera stands up to me. Trust me, no woman has ever done that. But Kid here does it.
She’s bold, and assertive more than her mother was.
Anyway, I sigh. I’m not about to let that slip out of my lips. I shrug casually and tell her
“Kid, go take a shower. I need some privacy.”
“Stop. Ordering me. Around! I’m old enough to make decisions for myself!” She yells, throwing her hands up and flying over to the stairs in anger.
The moment she leaves, Andrei gets closer.
“Take a seat.” I gesture for him and he quietly does so.
“I’m sorry I missed your calls. The bar was rowdy. I didn’t know when it was ringing.”
I barely nod as I gush. “Someone was tailing me tonight. More like stalking me.”
The skin between his brows furrows as he stares right at me.
“When was it?” He asks.
“Tonight.”
“Shit!” He ruffles his hair and takes a breath. “I noticed some strange movements sometime last week at Vera’s school.”
The words prickle my nerves and I sit up. This confirms my thoughts. I don’t know when the word slips from my lips. “The mafias.”
Andrei nods this time. No longer sure if the death rumor is still working.
“We have to be extra careful. We need to protect Vera.”
Andrei gives me a determined nod while I force myself to relish the rest of the soup. Although, I already lost my appetite.
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Vera’s POV.
“It’s only a week. Just one week and I’ll be free from his dominant life.”
It’s what I keep telling myself right from the moment Andrei pulled me away from the bar where Sage and Lynn had come to fuck in the female glory-hole restroom.
I wasn’t in the restroom with them but at the bar, sipping wine while I wait for them to finish fucking in the glory-holes.
I was literally waiting to see the flush that’ll
paint Ms. Lynn’s face knowing Sage took in a glory-hole, fulfilling one of her unspoken fantasies.
Hell…Andrei from nowhere just cut it short in the name of taking me home.
I relax against my bed’s headboard and clutch my cell phone.
It’s only next week and I’ll be free from David and then live my life in such a way that’ll know how much I’ve grown.
Knowing it’s about time I start building my career, I open my cellphone and start doing research about some modeling agency pI can work with…
After an hour’s search, I find one and then quickly applied to be a part of it.
Then with a calm heart and smiling face, I rest on my bed, hoping to get a response from them.
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The days pass by in a quick blur and before I know it, we rounded up our exams, and then…boom, our graduation is right before us.
Jeez! All the seniors of Dame High School are bustling around, discussing on what to do and what they’ll wear during the graduation ceremony.
I and my bffs lounge by the tree side, watching the students walk by.
“I can’t believe it’s
almost a wrap.” Sage spills.
“Uh-uh…meaning Nick will leave us.” I say in agreement with Sage’s words. The both of us haven’t gotten over the idea that Nick will leave us soon.
He told us his parents already got most of the things he’ll need and as for Ella, her father had finally agreed for her to study in Europe.
Meaning, Nick’s leaving with his girlfriend. I’m so going to miss you.
I instinctively ruffle his hair and make a deep noise at the back of my throat.
“I’m gonna miss you man…” I whine and Nick pulls me to him, treading his fingers through my hair.
“Trust me when I say, I’ll keep calling the both of you. You know I love your asses that much, right?” He says, chuckling at the last words as I pull away from him.
“Definitely but you love Ella’s ass more than ours,” Sage says accusingly and we all burst into laughter.
A sudden cloud of silence slips through us until Sage pipes us. “What do you say to…shopping, Vee? We need a new hot dress for tomorrow.”
“Huh…I’ll have to ask David.”
“Yeah right, Daddy’s girl.”
I Whine smacking her hand.
“I’m not.” I protest but they both chuckle.
“You definitely are Vera…”
Even though I hate Sage saying that…all I can think about is making my demands tomorrow night as a real Daddy’s girl.
It’s time I took my gift from him. And that is his dick…relishing my wet furrow.
The day goes by and Andrei does his usual by driving me back home.
The very moment I walk into the house, I see the designer waiting for me in the sitting room and David sits like a king with his hands perched on the sofa.
He takes me in and words. “C’mon kid…you need to check this out…”
And at that, the designer smiles at me, raising the long, immaculate gown before my eyes….
To be continued…