[ She’s The Mafia’s Sweetheart ]💕💋
✍🏽Written BY: Nuella Emerald
𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝗘𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧- 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝑨𝒕 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒐𝒐𝒓.
I still can’t believe my eyes, like how the fuck is this possible? I’m utterly puzzled, transfixed and frozen at the spot. My brain is still yet to process this man’s presence which came as a shocker.
” Take A Picture, it’ll last longer.” He quipped with a loopsided smirk. His utter immediately jolts me out of my state of stunned puzzlement. I release a nervous chuckle in remark to his tease as my cheeks flutter in embrassment.
Not only is he good looking, eloquent and articulated but he’s full of sarcastic wits. Damn you stranger for being this perfect.
” Hi.” I blurt out the first thing that comes to my mind and I immediately regretted it the moment it flew out of my big mouth.
” You’ve said that word twice already, is that the only word you know? Are you retarded or something?” He questions with a chuckle and I mentally face palmed myself for not thinking of any other word to say but those two fucking letter words I’ve said previously. He is facetious; overly facetious, in fact rudely facetious…if there’s a term like that.
I stupidly let my eyes roam over his features again. It seems like the presence of this witty hunk has rendered me controlless over my own organs.
He’s in a ripped jean trouser with a white T-shirt that had a caricature graphic of SpongeBob Squarepants in black and white. Hold on a second, guys who wear ripped jeans and ride motorcycles are considered tough and hard guys huh? Well, it’s kinda absurd to see one of them wearing a T shirt with cheerful Sponge Bob on it. Cute though.
He had a black leather jacket over the T-shirt. The jacket is almost similar to the one he had on that night, just a few minor designs that differentiated both. His outfit is crowned with a black cap that had a grotesque inage of a skull on it invertedly placed over his side swept hair and soled with a pair of black boots that had some spikes at the back. Rugged.
Typical Manhattan bad boy, nothing different. But he’s very handsome, I must admit again. His fairly scanty beards added a touch of manliness to his defined skull which harbored his amazing facial features. Witty, Handsome, Bulky and Wonderfully Accented; a spec, I likey.
” Done eye fucking me yet?” He taunts a jeer then smiles frivolously. Haha, he’s got a bad mouth too. That’s just great. Nevertheless, I won’t stand here and have some dude throws jeers at me like breadcrumbs to ducks.
” Boy, imma slam this door shut if you don’t proove to me in exactly five seconds that you knocked on my door to tell me something important rather than sass me.” I snap annoyed by his last utter.
” Oh, I finally made her say other words apart from “Hi” ” He jeers a mock then smiles smuggly. He mimicked my voice in a high pitched manner as he said “Hi” and waved his arms girlishly. I scoff and roll my eyes.
” 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.” I countdown unamused then proceeded to close the door but he halts the action by swiftly placing one his foot inside my house.
” Hold on feisty chick. You can’t get rid of me so quickly.” He says and chuckles then one of those annoying smirks of his makes it’s way to his face. It’ll be callous for me to chop of a man’s left foot with my door, so I’ll open it.
I reluctantly open the door back and he removes his foot then takes it back it to it’s initial position, next to the right foot. I stare at him in an apathetic manner; void of emotions, pale and kinda docile. His presence is beggining to disgust me but I still need answers to my question.
” Well you are certainly one of the few people who doesn’t find my tease and wits amusing but hey, not everyone has a good sense of humor.” He chortles and I roll my eyes.
” Anyways, I’m Grey, your newest and very good looking next door neighbor and my first intention was to come here and ask for a plumber’s number.” He says with emphasis on “very”
” My sink got clogged.” He adds from the side of his mouth then chuckles to himself.
” I knocked on your door and when it opened, I was greeted by the sight of a quite interesting girl so I decided to amuse her with my sassy comments.”
” Do you sass every girl you meet?”
” Only the prettiest ones.” He flirts with a lopsided grin. I roll my eyes again at his cheap attempt to flirt.
” Well they were more hurtful rather than funny.” I say with crossed arms and he snickers.
” Who ever said they were meant to be funny?” He retorts and laughs. Okay that’s it, I’m done being sassed by Mr. Grey here. In fact, what kind of name is Grey? For Christ’s sake, who settles down and names their child after a colour? A freaking colour! Not even an interesting color like Red, Blue or Greene but Grey? Like seriously Grey? Grey the gloomiest and most boring of all colors? Hell nah.
” Closing my door now.” I say to him then once again proceeded to shut my door.
” Hold on, Hold on. I’m sorry, okay? Jeez, you don’t have to be cold and petty to me.” He says and I groan loudly then open the door once again.
” Why don’t we go back in time to five minutes ago when you had googly eyes scanning through my handsome bod. You were clearly smitten, I don’t blame yah.” He adds smuggly then flahses his eyebrows and flexes his muscles.
” The Sponge Bob on your T-shirt has way more muscles than you’d ever have.” I tease him sarcastically and he titters.
” Funny not funny. If only your sarcasm were just as good as your looks.” He sighs then just strides into my house with his hands tucked into his pockets. Who barges into a house with no permission. The world we now live in, sigh.
” What gave you the efforntry to just waltz into my house? Do you lack the simplest tier of manners?” I question him annoyed by his disrespectful act.
” Nice house.” He says completely ignoring what I just said as he looks around my house.
” Thank You.” I say sternly through gritted teeth, my frustration building up.
He turns around and meets with my scrunched face and angry demeanour then he chuckles.
” Come on. You don’t expect me to wait outside while you get the number. The least you could’ve done was to invite me in and serve me hot cocoa with crackers but no, no, no, instead you decided to be feisty and cold to me so I helped myself in. Or are you hiding something illegal that you don’t want me to see? Drugs? Cocaine? Ammunition? Human heads? Dirty Laundry? Narc-”
” ENOUGH!” I yell covering my ears halting him from going any further with his annoying statement. I was damn fed up, what the hell? How can a guy this good looking and still be so annoying?
He stops talking and shrugs in surrender.
” I’m going in right now to get the number from my phone and when I give it to you, I want your annoying self out of my house. Do you get me?” I fire at him and he just stays there smiling at me saying no word whatsoever. The fuck?
” I’ll be waiting.” He replies with a smile still vivid. The way he calmly replied me despite my furious outburst kind of pacified me and toned down my anger a bit, in fact I felt kind of guilty for yelling at him.
I sigh then go into my room and get the cell number of the plumber who usually fixes our clogs back at the mansion. I walk back into the living room then hand him the piece of paper in which the number was written on.
” Thanks. I’ll be leaving now.” He says and turns to leave, I nod without saying a word. But then I remembered I haven’t asked why he has the looks of the motorcycle man and the voice of the waiter. Could it be some kind of weird coincidence? I don’t know, I’m just thinking pure rubbish now.
” Wait.” I drawl and he pauses without turning to look at me.
” I have something to ask you.” I add and he slowly turns to face me, my eyes meet with his handsome face once more.
” Do you remember me?” I question and he furrows his brows and scrunches his face in puzzlement and in a split second, that facial expression quickly fades away.
” Yeah, you’re the girl who has a low sense of humor, tells bad sass and jokes and also just yelled at me a second ago. Why?” He says, his statement dripping of sarcasm. I roll my eyes at the return of his spunky behavior.
” Haha, very funny.” I say sarcastically and he chuckles.
” I’m talking about two weeks ago, on a rainy Tuesday, you helped fixed my car. And on that same day, I met a writer who’s voice is exactly the same as yours.” I say. His eyes roll from side to side and his lips twitches in the same manner as well as he probably tries to search his memory.
” Oh yeah, I remember you. The damsel in distress who was stranded and the same damsel who visited Leslie’s and tipped me.” He says as he remembers me.
” I have a limited memory. Although it is strange that I forgot meeting a beautiful girl like you.” He said with a sly smile and I blushed bashfully, hope he didn’t see that.
” I made her blush. Impressive.” He says cockily and I roll my eyes.
” But when you talked to me while fixing my car you had an American accent but at the restaurant, you had a British accent and even up till now, you’ve been talking to me in a British accent. How is that possible?” I ask curious for answers.
” Oh what a simpleton you are. Haven’t you head of people who are talented in voice acting, voice overs, voice-” He recites them sticking out one of his fingers at each thing he listed in the same manner as one does when counting.
” I get it. You’re talented in doing voices.” I halt him and make a face. He chukles and stops
” So what’s your name?” He asks on a friendly note.
” Isabella, Isabella McKenna.” I reply.
” McKenna, interesting. What does it mean?” He asks.
” It means child of a handsome one.” I answered and he hums and nods.
” Any relations to popular mob boss Alfredo McKenna?” He questions and I became nervous instantly. Is it safe to tell him about my father’s status? I don’t know him from anywhere, I shouldn’t admit to a total stranger that my father is in other words, a rich criminal.
” I’ll take your awkward silence as a yes.” He says and I was about to protest but his phone rings. I swallow in my protest.
” Got to take this. See you around Isabella.” He says with wink removing his phone from his pocket and he walked out of my house.
Wow that interaction we just had is nothing short of crazy, weird and annoying. I still had more questions to ask like why he had weird hair at the restaurant and why he suddenly decided to help me that night. I do hope to see him again so we can finish up the discussion, well he’s my neighbor so that’s inevitable. He does seems like a pretty interesting character despite his sometimes annoying behavior. But that doesn’t mean I’ve decided to be friends with him, something about him still irks me.
I hear my phone ring from inside my room and I hurriedly went to attend to it. It was Karissa calling, what on earth could she possibly want? Hope she doesn’t want to send me to some cosmetic store to get some sort of weird expensive cream because I ain’t doing no such crap.
” Waddup?” I greet immediately I take call.
” You have to rush to the mansion immediately, dad’s been kidnapped.” Karissa announces.
𝚃 𝙱 𝙲🍂 🍂
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A/N: There was a mistake in the last chapter. The man in the video had a 𝘀𝗸𝘂𝗹𝗹 💀 tattoo on his arm, contrary to the viper tattoo I said he had, it was a mistake. And the name of the mafia gang is 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗞𝗨𝗟𝗟𝗦 rather than the Viper which I also mistakenly wrote in the last chapter. The mistake has been rectified in the previous chapter, just had to let y’all know.
EMMA’S REVENGE – CHAPTER ONE
⚔️⚔️ EMMA’S REVENGE ⚔️⚔️
📌📌She want’s to revenge…. He wants to arrest her📌📌
Theme: Revenge in style.
Emma stepped down from her very much expensive McLaren Speedtail, her uncle gifted it to her on her birthday, and he said this exact words to her, “if you’re going to take revenge, then why don’t you do it in style.” He also let her know, that the car would become really handy, when she’s involved in a high speed chase with the police.
She put on her dark sunglasses and stared at the police man infront of her with such displeasure. It’s time to show this fools, how good of an actor you are… She thinks smirking.
“Do you mind telling me, why are refusing me entrance into that house?.” She asked scowling at the police man.
“Ma’am I’m sorry but you can’t come in, we are not allowing anybody in to the house. I’m sure you are citizen of america, which means you should know what is going on.” The police man replied her.
“So are you insinuating that I’m the killer, ans I’m here to kill me Ben. Look, and I don’t care about what is going on, all I want you to do… Is to open the bloody gate for me.” Emma said sternly, glaring holes into the man.
“I’m sorry ma’am, but I can’t let you in.” The man repeated, standing his ground.
“Would you stop apologizing to me and open the damn gate.” She yelled really annoyed, her voice higher than normal.
“Ma’am, please calm down. And don’t make a scene here.” The police man tried to calm her down. If his boss ends up witnessing this, he might end up losing his job.
“I shouldn’t make a scene, is that what you are saying. Okay fine, I will calm down.” She made a show of breathing in and out repeated. Then she takes off jer eyeglass, and looked at the police man with so much discontent. “I am beginning to think, that you don’t know who I am. So I will introduce myself. My name is Sophie Turner, and I’m Mr Ben girlfriend. Ir should I say one of his girlfriend’s. He asked me to come here today, to keep him relaxed, so… Could you let me in, now that you know that.”
The policeman began to wonder why he is so unlucky, to meet a crazed woman on such days. He exhaled heavily, then repeat his usual line, “I’m sorry ma’am, but you can’t go in.”
Emma face palmed her self angrily, “Would you stop apologizing to me. All I want right now from you, is to let me in!” She exclaimed.
“Ma’am, Mr Ben’s life is in danger and we the police are here to safe proctet him and by doing so… we can’t let anyone into the mansion.
“Oh my goodness, this is not happening. Did I ever stop you from doing you job. For f*ck sake Mr Man, why don’t you do your god-damned job and let me in. You can search me if you want, I am unharmed and I don’t have a single weapon with me.” She uttered angrily.
“Ma’am this is an order from above, and I can’t disregard it. Please let me do my job.” The police man was already close to getting down on his knees and beg her to leave. He wasn’t ready to lose his job.
“Oh my gosh, this is so embarrassing. I feel so insulted. Do you know what, I won’t stand here and take this anymore.. I will just have to call me Ben, and have him talk to you.” She huffed, then brought out her phone from her bag and then dialled Mr Ben’s number.
Mr Ben picked on the first ring, “Hello Sophia, where are you? I’ve been waiting for you.” Mr Ben said.
“I am currently standing infront of you gate, and the police men wouldn’t let me in. This is so insulting Ben, I think it would be best if I just turn back around and go back home.”
“No, no. There would be no need for that. I will call them right away, and instructs them to open the gate for you.” Mr Ben said, then hung up.
Emma only had to stand for just a few seconds before, a call came on the police man’s phone. He picked the call, exchange a few words with the caller, and then hung up.
“You’re free to drive in ma’am.” He Said to Emma.
“Next time, I’ll make sure you lose your job, if you ever dare insult me in the way you just did. I’m so sorry ma’am, please forgive me.” The policeman said, even though he knew that, there was absolutely no need for him to apologize, since he did nothing wrong. He was just following protocol.
Emma also knew that the police man, didn’t have a reason to apologize, cause he was never wrong. But of course she had to give them drama, so they won’t suspect her a bit. She wants the police thinking, that she is nothing but a spoilt rich bitch.
She got in her car and then waited for the gates to open before driving into the huge compound.
Once she drove into the compound, she parked her car at the parking lot and then came down. She walked to the mansion, and got inside. A maid informed her thar, Mr bird was currently in his room, waiting for her.
Without wasting much time, Emma walked to Mr Ben’s bedroom. And without knocking, she walked into the room. Mr Ben is a divorcee. His wife had to divorce man due to his cheating lifestyle. And that was why Mr Ben became a really easy target among the list of men she had to kill.
“Here you are, I have missed you so much.” Mr Ben said getting up from the bed, he walked to Emma and wrapped his hands around her, then kissed her on the lips.
Emma felt like vomiting, things she has do for revenge. “I also miss you too my love, I miss you so much.” She said returning his kiss.
“What do you think about, if we hit the bed first and have a little fun.” He said grinning.
Sex sex sex that is the only thing in this man’s head, what a foolish man you are… She thinks.
The idiot thinks that she has been sleeping with him, but what he doesn’t know is that she had particular kind of drugs, that she always have him. Whenever she comes to see him, she would inject the drugs in his water, tea, or anything that has to do with water, that he would drink.
The drugs would make him really delusional, and makes him see things that aren’t real or true. The drugs would draw him into a world of illusion.
Whenever Mr Ben wakes up the next morning, he would end up thinking that he had the most amazing night ever with Emma, but what he didn’t know was, that it was all an illusion.
“Sure, but why don’t we get you relaxed first. I know that you are going through a lot of emotional rollercoaster right now, and that is why I recommend we drink atleast one glass of wine, and get all relaxed.” She kissed him on the cheeks, then walked to his mini fridge, and takes out a bottle of wine. She also took two wine glasses. Before pouring the wine, she brings out the injection that she had hid in her pant waist band. She empty the injection content on one of the glasses, the one she intended to give to Mr Ben. After that, she filled up the two glasses, held Mr Ben’s own drink in her right hand, and held her own drink in her right.
She hands over the drink to Mr Ben and he wasted no time, in drowning the whole content of the glass. She on the other hand, didn’t drink her wine, instead she excused herself to the toilet.
She stood in the toilet, and then counted up to 5. Once she was done counting, she walked back into the room, and just like she thought, Mr Ben was currently laying on the floor so still… But not dead.
She carried him up and laid him on the bed, happily. What…. what is happening to me. Why can’t I move my legs. What was in that drink you have to me.” Mr Ben asked her horrified, by the present state he’s in. Mr Ben said trying to move his hands and his leg.
“I really didn’t do anything much. Okay… maybe I did, but It wasn’t much really. First of all, I am the killer, the one who wants to take your precious life on the 1st of January. I met you in the club and because of, you are a big time cheater, you ended up carrying me home.” She paused, smiling brightly.
“Breaking news, all the sex we had, were nothing but illusions. I have been giving you drugs that could mess with your mind.” Emma said, clapping her hands excitedly.
“I would also want to you to know, that the medicine I have been giving you to. The drugs, can actually make you go paralyze, in other words immobile.
“I have been giving you the drugs in little dose, so you won’t end up getting paralyzed so quickly. The drugs I poured in your wine and today, I was only to wake up the other drugs, that had woken up.
“So.. this means that you are dead man.” Emma replied him, sitting down on the only couch that is in the room.
” You will pay for this you will…” Mr Williams opened his mouth wide and try talking. He couldn’t anymore he has lost his voice.
“Oops, sorry but I forgot to tell you that the medicine also makes you lose your voice. And so, which means you can shout or do anything. You just have to lay down there and listen to me talk. So I am very sure you must know of a certain Mr and Mrs Davis, the very same couple you connived to kill, all because if they knew a secret they shouldn’t know.” She paused.
“Well… I’m the daughter of those couples, you murdered in cold blood and you will die just the same way you wiped them out of existence.” She smirked at him.
“Well… In the next hour, that medicine would take it’s effect on you. It would start by burning all your intestines, then it would spread like a wild fire through your body and finally, burn your heart. Let’s just say, you will be a dead man in the next one hour. Happy death day, Mr Ben. In your next life, you had better come as a righteous person.” She grinned at him, then picked up her bag, arranged her dress and then left the room.
Emma walked out of the mansion, got into her car and drove out of the compound. She stopped outside the gate, and poked her head out the window of her car, “Next time you insult me again. I will make sure you do not have a job anymore.” She yelled loudly at the police, snickered and then drove off.
“Gosh.. I’m such a good actress.” She said out loud, laughing really hard. At the sane time, pulling of her wig, and the fake face she had on, the lenses and finally the belt. Now, it’s time to plan for her next target.
Oscar stared at the car of the lady that just left. His shaked his head, “Just look at her. Because she now sleeps with rich men, she thinks she had made it. You bitch, my job is freaking ten times better than yours.” He yelled really loudly.
“What’s the point of yelling, she already drove off.” His colleague said.
“I know right. I should have given her a piece of my mind, when I had the chance.” He said.
“Oh wow. You are really funny man. Few minutes ago, you were busy begging her and now… You want to give her a piece of your mind. So funny.” His colleague mocks, Oscar frowned.
“I’m a peaceful man, and that was why I begged her. I didn’t just want trouble.” He said scratching the back of his head, a little bit embarrassed.
“Yeah.. peaceful man indeed.”
Alex knocked on the door of Mr Ben’s room, but no answer. He knocked again and again, but still no answer. He decided to walk into the room, panicked that something must have happened to him.
He rushed into the room with urgency, and calm down a bit, when he saw Mr Ben sleeping peacefully. He was about going out of the room, when he notice that Mr Ben’s face, was a little bit pale. He walked to the side of the bed, and with a beating heart placed his funger, underneath Mr Ben’s nose. He is no longer breathing.
Alex calm his self down, then raised mr ben left hand up, and checked for pulse. He had no pulse!.
“F*ck! Damnit!. She f*cking beat me again. F*ck!.”
MISTAKES – PROLOGUE by Wilfred Bright
A dream shattered, A dream broken
✍️ Written by Wilfred Bright ✍️
Alicia Ray stared at herself in the mirror. Her full body length, displayed in the mirror.
She raised her hands up and touched her face, feeling her face, feeling every single part of it. She couldn’t recognize her face anymore, neither can she recognized her body, she has changed!.
Her face that was once void of any piercing, now has a lot of it. Her face that never held make-up, was now caked in it.
Who is the girl in the mirror?. She asked her self silently. What happened to that cheerful, amazing happy Alicia. What has become of her now?. Why is she so unrecognizable?. She thinks.
She tore the beautiful red gown that she is putting on, into shreds, shouting obscene words at the same time.
She plunged her fingers into her hair, and made a mess of her hair.
She wiped away the make-up on her face, with the back of her palm. She takes out all the nose rings, ear rings, all the rings on her face and throws them to the floor. She was in a hurry to get rid of it, get rid of the unrecognizable girl in the mirror. To everyone out there, she’s a star. A popular figure, but to her, she’s nothing. She’s slowly dying in the inside, why? Because of the fame now eats her up.
She took the water bottle on top of her dresser, and then used it to wash her face. But no matter what she did, that girl she has become just stared back at her. Even if she stood infront of her mirror in just her underwear, that girl still didn’t changed back to her formal self. Eventhough she made a mess of her hair, and got rid of her make-up. That girl still wouldn’t leave.
This is her now! The unrecognizable girl in the mirror, is her!. No matter how many time she wish she could deny it, that girl would always be her. There is no going back to her formal sweet, cheerfully self. The world has changed her!. Fame has changed her.
Married At Sixteen – Episode Twenty
💘 MARRIED AT SIXTEEN 💘
(Love filled with Bitterness)
Written by: Authoress Ricky
✍️ Episode Twenty✍️
🌺 Daniella pov🌺
I was coming out of the class after having some chat with Amy at the cafeteria because she seems to be broken and I didn’t even realize she had feelings for Bryan and it this strong.
I made up some lies when she asks about Martha even though I know she must probably be with Bryan. I don’t know what really happened but Jabson refuse to tell me and that lead to a little fight between us too.
“Isn’t that Martha?” Why is she with John?. Hope it not what I’m thinking, I quickly approach them and gave John a glare before dragging Martha away from him.
“Let go off me Daniella”she said and I kept dragged her till we reach the empty classrooms and I lock the door.
“What the hell is happening”I questioned.
“You should tell me why you bring me here when I was in the middle of an important something”She yelled at me and I was surprised.
“Martha? John is the importance thing you are talking about?”
“Doesn’t it worth it?”
“What have gotten into you”I asks.
“Maybe you should direct that to your friend”She sounded so rude to me.
“My friend aren’t we friends too?”I asks.
“I have a class”She said and I scoff.
“This is the same class you are having now tell me what happening and what were you discussing with John”I asks.
.”And why should I tell you?”she asks me.
“Even if you are Bryan have a little misunderstanding shouldn’t you be soughting it out instead of going to that bastard”I yelled.
“Why do everyone hate him?”
“You really want to know?”I asks.
“There is a party tonight at my house and John will be there come over with Bryan”
“I don’t want to have anything to do with him”she said.
“Why for goodness sake”
“he tried to rape me are you satisfied”she fired at me.
“Rape? I thought you guys are married?”
“Okay fine !! this is the truth we are married but aren’t together because we hate each other guys and yesterday night he tried to rape me when I wanted to treat his wounds”
“What wound?”I asks in surprise.
“He was attacked by an hoodlums last night”she replied and I gasped.
“His he okay”I asks and she shot at me making me hold back my words.
“I hope you understand and stop all this drama because John is only been nice to me”she said.
“John is……”I kept quiet and stare at her for a while.
“Martha are you that blind?”I asks.
“I can see Clearly and you are putting on white”She said and I sigh deeply.
“He loves you and he just doesn’t want to hurt you because of his situation that he doesn’t realize I know a long time ago though”
“What do you mean”
“I think this is right time he need you or you might lose him forever but I still need some investigation I have a feeling John is behind is attack”
“There you go again”She clap her hand together.
“Martha I’m been serious, he need you now but why did he react like that because he already stop_OMG”I gasped.
“I will talk to you later”I ran out of the class and went to search for Bryan and Jabson and luckily I found them at the school backyard.
“Hey guys”I greeted but the both of them just snub me but I ignore that.
“I think I know what really happened”I said and they both exchange glance before looking at me.
“Know what? Your addiction occurred because you got injected with large dose of Vulgar last night”I said and Bryan punch Jabson in the face making me gasped.
“You f**king tell her”he roared and this is my first time I ever see Bryan mad at Jabson.
“No”he spat out blood.
“Omg”I squat and help Jabson up but he shove me away.
“He didn’t tell me, I found out myself okay”I said and he just wipe his hand.
“I’m serious Bryand I think you weren’t actually attacked yesterday but instead you were drugged and it only two person I know can do that.
“My father or John”he said and I nod.
“Sorry dude”he apologized to Jabson and he just ignore him and take care of his broken lips.
“Who even tell you I was attacked?”He asks.
“Matha”I replied honestly and he slum on the bench back.
“What did she say?”he asks.
“We just need to give her more time I guess”
“She can never forgive me and it hurt she is following that bastard”I almost cried as I watch Bryan speak.
He has never been broken like this before. What the hell is wrong with Martha?.
✍️ Authoress Ricky ✍️
Who like Daniella pov?
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