A smile crawled on my face. The dark was hiding me. They took care of each other like brother and sister. Tom should be with his wife. He was comforting my scared wife as a father does to his scared little girl. "I won't talk to him when you find him. He shouldn't have disappeared." My wife wasn't looking certain about her threat. It broadened my smile. Like my wife, Tom believed it too that I could be alive and out somewhere watching them. They weren't wrong. They don't need to know it, just for now. "Do you think Andrew could be the stalker?" I saw fear in her eyes. I should have listened to her when she first voiced her dread. It's never too late. We might not be together but we were safe. And we were a family. Tom shook his head. "You're not thinking about it, your nightmare or anything. Your baby needs you now. You should be happy." "I don't know how to smile and be happy without him. He said right I didn't die without him. But I don't know how to l
The Mafia Emperor Copyright © 2022 by Seerat Kaur All rights reserved. No part of this book/Series may be reproduced, stored or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, scanning, or otherwise without written permission from the Writer. It is illegal to copy this book, post it to a website, or distribute it by any other means without permission, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. This book is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental. THE MAFIA EMPEROR - Book Two Excitement blasted through my veins as I stepped into my husband's house. Our new home! I always wanted to be in New York before my wedding. But when I got married to him, I thought all my dreams would end in ashes. But he changed my thoughts and brought happiness to
' Duante has created a unique kind of atmosphere around me. When he's not around me, I can't stop thinking about him. A small smile is always tugged on my face. I'm leading a happy life in our successful marriage. It's our first wedding anniversary today. He'll give me the moon if I ask to. I want this night to be special. I've been attracted to him from the day I saw him.' I removed the apron and kept it on the dark green counter. I whirled and ran my hand on my silver dress. I had prepared the dinner myself for us. I grabbed the trays from the encounter with a blissful smile and took the stairs. The clink of my silver plump heels broke the silence of the night. I had told the guards to leave me alone. I didn't want anyone to inform him. I slid the tray onto the table and glanced around the decoration. I had chosen the roof garden for our celebration. My smile broadened as it rested on the shining moonballs on the grass. It wasn't actual moons. But they looked li
A gasp jumped from my lips. My eyes widened in shock. I walked in slowly. Still, wondering, he remembered this day. I whirled on my bare feet looking at my surroundings at all kinds of red, and white flowers. Red roses, orchids, daisies, lilies, all kinds of bouquets, dozens of red roses. My inside tinged with happiness. I twirled as I felt him. His coat was hanging in a deadly grip, his face was severe, eyes blazing. The top three buttons were unfastened, showing his hard muscles. His furious gaze met my tearful eyes. I quickened my steps at him and curled my arms around his torso. "You remember! I thought…" Tears rolled down. I glanced up at him. His arms came around me, slowly. His gaze was perplexed a little, "I cooked for us. I was waiting for you. I thought you forgot our day." A chill ran down my spine continuously staring into his dark eyes. "You didn't check the room," His voice was slow and intense. He schooled his cold expression after a soft sigh.
DUANTE'S POV Silence fell. I took a deep breath. I was f****** upset that she forgot our day. It had been a year. I didn't plan this day to celebrate killing snakes. It was a sign. I had one more enemy who was dying to go to his grave I glanced upstairs. There could be hundreds of crawling creatures. It was my wife's favorite place, "Burn it," I told Aakash. He grabbed the Kerosene barrel, "Ok, boss." He ascended the stairs. Zhang came out of the room, "There were only two." He said. I could see blood on the shiny blades "Check the entire house," I told him and walked toward the stairs. I climbed up. My gaze darted around the decoration. She was looking hurt. Aakash was gathering them on the grass, "People will know it, boss." He said as he opened the barrel, "Morning's headline will be. International Billionaire's penthouse caught on fire." He laughed. The corners of my lips curled up in a slight smirk. My
I never questioned his decision. But I loved our house. My throat closed up when he said we were moving. He hadn't stayed in one place permanently, except in Mexico and Hyderabad. Assassin opened the door for me. I stepped out anxiously. It was his parents' house. For the last ten minutes, I was watching grass ground, trees, guards with guns, and most eyes catching a white villa in the center of it. A fountain in front of it. I could see the blue water around it shining proudly from a distance. "Thank you, but I can do it," I said to him with a smile. He nodded and stepped back. "Ready," Duante asked quietly as he extended his hand after climbing down from the driver seat. I took his hand excitedly and curled my second hand around his arm. I was hoping it would be our permanent residence. He had business all over the world. Duante didn't leave me alone. With it, it seemed impossible. His fist clenched and unclenched. He must have a lot of m
One side of his mouth lifted as he kept talking to Uncle. His wry smile added more charm to him. His gaze averted on me. I always felt he could see deep into my soul. Sometimes, I tried to hide things from him, but his eyes would be on me. In less than a second, he would know it. My phone beeped. I stared at it expecting a new message from Mini or Rose. My smile faded when I looked down at the screen. I could feel He was watching me with his intense eyes. I exited the room and dragged myself toward our room. I swiped my fingers on it while drifting toward the room. I clicked on it. 'Why aren't you wearing a golden dress today?' My heart pounded against my chest in fear. My phone began to shiver in my hand. Ricky's ghost frightened me in my nightmares. Duante never left me alone, particularly at night. I was his obsession, he had killed many people just for reaching me. I trembled when his hand caught the phone and his second arm wrapped aro
I woke up in bed instead of on the couch. I pushed myself up, fixing my palms on the mattress. I gazed around but there was no sign of him. I sighed as I let all those thoughts hit me again. "How could I sleep so long?" I muttered to myself in a sleepy voice. I could feel sadness rising inside me. I stepped out of the bed. I walked toward the door. Reluctantly, I reached for the door handle. I twisted it. A smile crawled on my lips when it opened. I pulled it. Freedom! Assassin was already on his feet on the other side of the door. I ignored him as I walked out toward the front door of the mansion. I wanted to go out and feel the fresh air. I didn't have my phone. There was only my gun with me. His threat was running over my mind. The morning was chilled as I paced in the garden. I could hear the chirping of words. The atmosphere was peaceful away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Though I could hear the slight noise of horns, ch