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Till Death Do us Apart – Episode 13&14

(The•Devil•I•Loved)

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The torn flesh. The sound that followed. The hot blood that flowed and splashed dots on Ivanna’s face.

Everything acted as her catalyst. They sped up the movement of her hands, and the whippings intensified.

Remembering how he also whipped her in this same manner, remembering how he made her blow his d+k, remembering the brutal punches and kicks her gave her in the holding room, how he pulled the trigger on Ginny, how Lissa nearly killed her or how he made Robert watch the c+k sucking.

There was too much to reckon for, so much that even the whippings felt useless cos as she whipped, he smiled. He probably isn’t even feeling the pains like she did cos he looks like the Ghost they call him.

Like he can’t feel at all.

She slammed the fiftieth whip on his chest, and that spot bled like the other spots she has whipped.

As she whipped, his skin tore, and his blood wasted, wetting the whip. The whip is bleeding too.

“You should have said you wanted to do this, would have gifted you a bowl of food. Your slutty self would at least eat and get enough energy. Ain’t feeling your whippings, at all.” He muttered, head tiled.

“Shut up!!!!” She growled, slamming the whip on his lower back. It curled on his body, and when she pulled it, his flesh tore again, just like hers did when he was whipping her.

“You probably spent all energy sucking my cock. Tell me, was your p+$s¥ dripping back then? When you had it in your mouth, was your p+nty soaked? You’ve never dated, so I’d understand if your whoring self was turned on.” He said again, each word carrying the needed sting.

She knows he’s intentionally egging her with the words,, so she closed her ears to him, focusing on the whippings as the 88th stroke landed on his body.

“I forgot…you have a best friend… Hayden? You both dated a year before your college graduation—best friends turned cringe lovers, but after graduation, you both took a break from the relationship cos you both wanted to focus on your individual worthless lives first. But then…your parents were crushed in the construction accident. How did it feel when you saw them soaked in blood? How did it feel when you saw them on the fuckin coma bed? Storytime!” He chuckled madly.

“I said….shut up!!!!” Ivanna screamed, landing the 99th stroke—the last.

The whip fell from her, and she stood on the flat stone, stretching her arms.

She grabbed his neck.

“Don’t mention my parents with your filthy mouth, and don’t mention Hayden. Don’t!” 

As she choked, he chuckled again, his eyes seeming to be paying homage to insanity. He doesn’t look sane at this point, and it’s strange.

How could someone with several torn flesh look totally fine? 

How could someone who just received 99 strokes look completely satisfied with it?

He even looks like he wants more, which is why he’s saying her dark life story to provoke her.

“I don’t know what type of wire broke in your head, but don’t mess with my parents, and don’t mess with Hayden with your sickness. You killed Ginny, and you’ve used me like a pig, but—”

“I haven’t even started using you, whore. Now that you started the music, you should learn to dance to it. Wait till you won’t be able to breathe without my order. You have no idea what’s in stock.” He cut her off, his seriousness coming back.

Like he wasn’t the one who was chuckling and smiling sickly earlier.

Like he wasn’t the one who was provoking her.

Definitely, he’s bipolar with several personalities, and she has seen close to three tonight.

What’s going on?

“I don’t care what you do to me, so far you don’t touch my brother,” she replied, letting go of his neck.

She jumped down the rock.

He went silent, entering his mute mode. Another side of him.

“You could have avoided the pepper spray and the stone, clearly. When you came to this northern hemisphere, you were sure I was gonna be here, and you knew I wasn’t gonna wait without plan, so you came here, ready to take anything I did to you. You willingly let me capture you.” She said.

He still stayed silent.

“And when you woke up to meet yourself tied up, first thing you did was looking at the ropes I used, and I saw the smirk on your face afterwards. You clearly would have cut the rope to pieces with one drag if you wanted to, but you intentionally didn’t, cos you were eagar for what I wanted to do, and when I started whipping you, you still didn’t free yourself cos you were enjoying it, you pain-loving bîtch!” She spat.

Leonardo cracked his neck before looking up. The blood on his face has dried now.

“Great analysation, you could be the clan’s analyst.” He muttered, looking bored at this point.

Another new expression entirely formed on his face.

“You’re insanely bipolar, can’t even hide it,” Ivanna muttered, her hate getting rebuilt, so tall she wants to whip him another 99.

No. 999.

“Hiders are idiots, wonder woman.” Leonardo groaned, violently pulling the root rope he was tied with.

Just like she predicted, the rope shredded to pieces, and he landed on the ground heavily on his big boots.

He threw thew rope pieces at her face, and some debris entered her eyes from it.

She rubbed her lashes.

Leonardo sat on the rock, the moon is brighter now, and it made his bloody body shine as crimson flowed.

From a short distance, the foot pounds of the guards could be heard around that hemisphere.

Two more seconds, they’d be here.

“Like I said, you can do anything you want with me. Drag me to hell if you want, but I can’t promise I won’t retaliate. Just don’t touch my brother, and tell Lissa to—”

“Miss….” He eyed her, his eyes cooking her on spot.

Now, he looks angry. Another side of him. She has lost count of his expressions.

“Lissa.” He finished his statement, correcting her.

“Who do you think you are to tell me to tell Issa anything? F+k, you’re an unbearable fool. Don’t ever use your filthy mouth to call her fuckin came. To you, she’s queen. When you see her, you kneel, and bow your empty head!” He glared like he wants to kill her and bury her under a tree here.

Ivanna stayed quiet, balling her fists again till they whitened totally.

“Boss!!!” The voice of two guards broke into the scene as they appeared from the top slope.

When they sighted his bloodied body, they alerted the others with their earbuds.

In another second, that northern hemisphere is full of them.

It’s like all the clan guards are here. There are more than two hundred as the northern is very large.

They ran to him, each with their guns intact. Seeing Leonardo’s wounded body up-close, they aimed straight, ready to take Ivanna out.

“I’m not in the mood to hear gunshots,” Leonardo stated.

That was enough to make them lower their guns.

He brought his lighter and a cigar stick out of his pocket, and the moment he flicked fire on the cigar and started smoking…

“Leo!!” Lissa’s voice came from the top slope too.

She didn’t walk like the guards.

She jumped, rolling down the slope till she got to a tree which she held and curled with, pointing her legs forward.

She landed, right in front of Leonardo.

“Holy shit! Leo your skin!” She shouted, touching him, touching blood, touching the broken flesh.

He just continued smoking.

“F+k! F+k!! F+k!!!!” Lissa screamed madly, facing Ivanna with raging, bitter eyes that could murder.

She was with her in a beat, hooking her throat and slamming her back on the nearest palmtree.

Ivanna felt her backbone shifting and her bones resetting, but she didn’t make a sound.

She’s good at that. Keeping it in.

“How dare you! How dare you even touch him!!! Do you have any idea what you just did? Do you? If this news should reach Calabria in Italy, if it reaches The Ndrangheta, if it reaches the ancestral home headed by the Padrino Marko, you will die multiple times, your brother will be forced to eat your corpse before he’s killed too, then they will proceed to kill anyone you’ve ever met!” She growled, choking her hard till Ivanna saw red behind her closed lids.

“You shouldn’t have touched Leo, at all. I know he allowed this, cos no one can even touch a strand of hair on him without receiving death! He intentionally allowed you to do this to make you feel yourself a bit, so don’t think you won, cos now is when your hell starts!”

She let go of Ivanna and landed a thunderous slap on her face.

Ivanna still didn’t move, so she drew her gun, aiming for Ivanna’s knees and wanting to split them…

“Hands down, Issa.” Leonardo’s voice came, and Lissa threw him a gaze.

He has finished smoking, and now he’s just flipping his lighter.

“What do you mean hands down? She has to be handicapped before her real judgement starts! I’m condemning her legs and we won’t even give her a wheelchair! She’d crawl on her flat ass!” Lissa insisted.

“Hands down,” Leonardo replied, voice surprisingly calm.

“Leooo…” She groaned, and he stood.

“If she’s handicapped, how would the game turn out good?” He said.

“I hate when you do your f+kery! I hate hate it!” Lissa complained.

“Get her back to the estate, make her continue her cleaning like nothing happened.” Leonardo instructed.

“Yes Boss.” The guards chorused, and some of them grabbed her.

Ivanna followed, staying obedient as they dragged her out of the forest.

“You know I hate you like mad right now,” Lissa said.

“That’s a feeling, at least you still feel something.” He replied, giving her hair a possessive stroke before walking past her, up the slope.

“Stronza” she muttered.

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[Back In The Clan]

It’s 5am when the guards returned with Ivanna.

Robert was in the Sinners Assembly Quarters, cleaning the staircase when she got back.

He immediately dropped his napkin, coming up the staircase to meet her.

“Iva…what did you do again? You went into the reserve forest? Why? How? The guards were all talking about it and they w—”

“Robert, from now on, you’ll be safe here. I promise that, I’ll be the one to bear the brunt of my actions.” Ivanna cut him off, and he blinked once.

“What do you mean? What exactly happened inside the forest? How are you back in one piece?” 

“Don’t ask questions, and from now on, just do whatever Bacardi tells you to do. Maybe you can buy her trust.” She replied gently with him.

Robert sighed, not knowing what to even say again.

“You two are slacking off!” Hilda said loudly from below the staircase.

They quickly separated, and Ivanna got the mop stick, dipping it in water to start cleaning the floors.

Robert resumed cleaning the staircase.

Hilda came close to Ivanna, shaking her head.

“Never have I met someone like you who doesn’t fear death at all. You ran into the reserve forest? For what? The most amusing part is that you came back unhurt, how? I still don’t know why Sir Leo isn’t killing you and your brother yet. Normally he enjoys torturing sinners till they beg for death, but you…” Hilda sighed.

Ivanna looked at her.

“This year January, there was a guy named Stanley, he was part of the mobsters. In fact, a top member who was Sir Leo’s closest man. Stanley betrayed the clan by trying to kill Sir Leo, you know what happened afterwards?” Hilda said, resting an arm sleazily on her waist.

“Stanley attended the Sinners Assembly just like you and your siblings. He was interrogated about why he wanted to kill Sir Leo, what was his motivation, but he wouldn’t speak, so…Sir Leo cut off his head, but that wasn’t all. Back then, there was a mad uncle here called Uncle Thaddeus,… Thaddeus received orders from Sir Leo, and he took Stanley’s headless body to the middle of Chicago, on the overhead bridge. There, he burned Stanley’s body and dissolved the ashes in the river under that bridge.” Hilda narrated.

“Why are you telling me this? To scare me?” Ivanna replied.

“No. I don’t see fear in your eyes, and as much as I like that, I have to remind you that you’re in the House Of Esposito—the Outfit Clan. Sir Leo isn’t killing you now doesn’t mean he won’t kill you later. Don’t be foolish, and I’m saying this again, don’t provoke him, he’s very bipolar.” Hilda lowered her voice.

“Don Anthony loves Sir Leo a lot, but the Padrino is worse. I mean the Godfather who’s in Italy. Padrino Marko adores Sir Leo too much, and if your matter gets to him, you’re dead. Flat.” Hilda whispered.

Ivanna couldn’t blinked as she stared at the woman.

Someone cleared her throat not far from them, and they both turned to see Island standing by the wall, grimacing at them.

“Hilda, when did you become so nosy? You’ve always minded your business, but now you don’t only gossip about Sir Leo, you also gossip about Padrino Marko, even Don Anthony. You’re bold” She said.

She wore a very thick cardigan and joggers, covering herself up completely to fight the cold from the drowning she did yesterday.

She really drowned till she fainted. She only woke up this morning and sent the video to Lissa.

Hilda walked up to her.

“Last time I checked, you’re a maid, and I’m a cleaner. I don’t think you have any right to criticize whatever I do.” She said.

Island took a broomstick from the ground, swinging it skillfully to Hilda’s back.

“Aghh!!” Hilda groaned.

“Hey!” Robert rushed over, blocking the woman from Island.

“Don’t you ever compare yourself to me again, hag! You’re a cleaner, and I am a maid to Donna Felicia! Even Miss Lissa doesn’t play with me so watch what you say, and for gossiping, I’m reporting you to Donna Felicia myself!” Island pushed past them, up the staircase.

“Hilda, are you ok?” Robert asked, still holding the woman.

Hilda kept holding her back, groaning painfully.

Ivanna joined them.

“I thought I heard every maid and cleaner here is trained, even the old ones.” She said.

“Yes, everyone’s trained including me, but…” Hilda replied, lifting her blouse from her back to reveal a large surgical scar there.

“I got into an accident years ago, and I hurt my spine. I got surgery, but a year after, I fell and hurt my spine again. The wound reopened inside. I can’t fight anymore.” Hilda explained.

“I’m so sorry.” Robert said pitifully.

“You could get surgery again,” Ivanna suggested.

“I don’t want to, it’s 50/50, and I don’t wanna die yet.” Hilda smiled.

Ivanna kept looking at her.

“Oh don’t give me that pitiful look. Get back to work you both. It’d probably take all day to clean everywhere. I’ll get you both lunch, I promise… even if I have to steal from the kitchen.” Hilda smiled, leaving them to go for the staircase.

“And…” She suddenly looked back. “Avoid Island too. She’s Donna Felicia’s favorite maid, so she’s arrogant, and if she reports you to Donna, not even gawd can save you.”

She left them afterwards, and Ivanna exchanged glances with Robert.

“Coming here might be the worse mistake of our lives, Joy.” He said.

“It is,” Ivanna muttered, rubbing her key pendant necklace.

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[Hayden’s Vet Clinic]

The breeze carried the meows of Dusk around the small clinic.

The cat sat on top of a table, looking very uncomfortable. She has been restless since last night—since Hayden brought the strange lady in.

The lady is on a small bed in a corner in the clinic, currently asleep.

After Hayden removed her arm bullet last night, he had disinfected it and treated her with everything he could get his hands on.

Thankfully, she didn’t lose too much blood, so it wasn’t severe.

He sedated her, and that’s why she’s still asleep.

Hayden came back from his apartment at the back of the clinic, holding a plate of Dusk’s favorite cereal which he dropped gently in front of her.

But the cat pushed the plate away with it’s paw, and Hayden frowned.

“You’ve been like this since last night, Dusk. Is there anything I should be worried about?” He said, carrying her

Dusk jumped down from his arms.

“Is it the pregnancy mood swings? You’ve never been like this before…” He muttered.

“It’s probably uncomfortable with my presence.” The stranger’s voice said from the corner.

“You’re awake?” Hayden went to her, and she stood from the bed with a slight smile, glancing shortly at her bandaged arm.

“I didn’t know there are still good people in this city. You actually treated me.” 

“I couldn’t ignore, I wasn’t brought up that way, but who shot you? Why?” Hayden asked.

“I simply shot myself to get your attention, and also…test your emotional depth.” She replied.

Hayden frowned in total confusion.

“I’m Moona, but I prefer to be called Moo,” she stretched her arm forward, but Hayden refused.

“What do you mean you shot yourself?”

“I know you’re desperate to find your friends, and I’m your only way. Take my hand, let’s work together.” She said with a chilling smile.

The glitter makeup on her eyelids shone with the lights.

“Who are you!” Hayden demanded.

She dropped her hand, coming closer to give him a slight push.

“I don’t expect you’d give in easily. In fact, this is only just an intro. I’ll see you again, very soon.” She whispered.

She unwrapped the bandage on her shot arm and threw it at the pregnant cat, then she smiled at Hayden again before walking out.

Hayden rushed to the door, but she was already gone.

He carried Dusk, and only then did he realize he has been breathing so out of line.

He started trying to balance his breaths.

“Who’s…she? What are those tattoos on her arms? They look too meaningful.” He muttered.

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[Michigan Avenue Road, 5:30am]

The Armandos mansion is located somewhere in the deep estates of this avenue, and that’s why Lissa’s car is driving through the road this early in the morning.

She left the clan cos she was annoyed with Leonardo’s refusal.

How could he refuse to let her shoot the thief girl on the knees and ruin her ability to walk, just because he’s playing a silly cat and mouse game?

At this point, she’d have to put a call through to Padrino Marko in Italy and make him come here.

But before then, she has somewhere to be this early morning.

“Stop the car,” she ordered, and her driver obeyed.

The driver is also her umbrella maid—Emma.

Lissa came out of the backseat, went to the driver’s seat to take the steering wheel for Emma.

She shut the door, driving away and leaving Emma on that road.

Emma had to wait a little bit till 6am before she ordered Uber that came to take her home.

Getting home, she met Penny just getting home too cos she had spent the night at the clan just like Lissa.

“Aren’t you supposed to be with Lalissa?” Penny asked.

Emma kept silent.

“Where’s my daughter?”  Penny glared.

“She went to visit that place again,” Emma replied.

“She disappeared again? To visit where she usually goes to visit? Where exactly is that? This ain’t her first, second or tenth time of disappearing to visit that place!” Penny demanded.

“I really have no idea. Since she started going to that place, she has never carried me along.” Emma said quickly to avoid strangling.

“If it happens to be a man’s place, Lalissa will have to kill me cos it has to be Leo or no one else! Don Anthony is only lying to himself, Leo and Lalissa will get married right in front of him!” Penny slammed her car shut, entering the house.

Maids took her bag, and she settled on the couch as her eyes met the TV.

The news is sizzling this morning with the dead of Mayor Cliff.

He was found strangled to death in his car at RM hotel park, right beside the charity hall.

His eight guards were killed too, and there were no traces at all.

Penny laughed satisfactorily.

“You shouldn’t have messed with the Outfit, and you shouldn’t have tried to chase clout with my company accident, he-goat!” 

She received a call from her new secretary, and she swiped green with unfiltered happiness.

“Any helpful news?”

“The ten remaining patients at the hospital are all dead. I paid the doctors to inject them with chemicals like you ordered.” The secretary said.

“What a good news, a good way to start my morning,” Penny smiled, taking her earl grey tea mug from the maid who brought it.

She sipped.

“But there’s a problem, two of the patients are missing. The Cooper couple. They’ve been missing from the hospital since four days ago.” The secretary continued.

“You mean the parents of the thieves?” Penny smirked.

“Yes ma’am,” 

“I have a feeling Leo took them, but then…if Leo took them, I’d have heard about it in the clan.” Penny dropped her tea up.

“Listen, Investigate everything that went down at the hospital on the day they went missing, they have a friend Hayden. Locate him and torture him to tell you what he knows, I don’t care. I’ll call Donna Felicia to ask if Leo has a hand in it.” Penny ordered.

“Right on it” the secretary replied, and Penny clicked red.

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[A Private Gravesite]

Mayor Cliff’s burial wasn’t dragged at all. His wife insisted that he should be buried early this morning after his body was discovered last night.

He died of strangulation, and she’s very sure of where it came from, so what’s the point of keeping his body?

The burial is a sad one with his fellow political men, family and a good number of friends.

But as the body was lowered into the grave, an additional car stopped behind the others.

After the engines died, Leonardo came out of the driver’s seat, and Bacardi stepped out of the other side, both clad in black suits like they’re part of the mourning family.

No one recognized them as part of The Outfit cos their suits covered their tattoos, so the people just assumed they’re unknown friends.

Bacardi even poured sand in the grave, but under her black shades, she’s smiling.

The wife suddenly came to them, noticing their strangeness.

“How did you know my husband?” She asked in a small, grievous voice.

“Cos he was a debtor? Owing my clan some billions?” Leonardo said, straight to the point.

He really doesn’t want to waste more time than he has.

The wife understood immediately, and her eyes widened with terror.

“The…the Outf—”

That was all she said before the mourning people scattered. They didn’t wait to hear the rest before everyone ran to their cars.

As they drove fearfully out of the gravesite, their cars were colliding, and a lot left with crashed cars. Some left their cars behind, chosing to run.

The wife was already on her knees, and both Leonardo and Bacardi aimed their guns at her head, romancing her hair with the cold ruthless metals.

As Leonardo raised his arm, tightly cocking his gun, he badly wants to feel pains from the wounds under his suit, but he’s feeling nothing, and that annoyed him.

He allowed the bitter-lipped whore to beat him just so he could feel pains, so why is he still numb to it?

He cocked his head, staring down at the wife ragingly.

“Get your husband’s debt to us, right now, or you join him in this grave.” Bacardi said from the other side.

“You heard her,” Leonardo muttered, rolling his eyes back.

The wife picked her phone, with trembling hands. 

She called the lawyer in charge of her husband’s will.

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[House Of Esposito, Bobby’s Suite]

Sandra is inside the bedroom with Bobby who has been injected into coma since yesterday following Don Anthony’s orders.

She checked his vitals, sneering when she saw it’s all ok.

“Why do I feel like this isn’t gonna end well when he wakes,” she muttered.

“What do you mean?” Donna Felicia asked, coming in with Island.

“What the f+k is Island doing here? Inside Bobby’s Suite? Mum!” Sandra shot up from the bed.

“Island is my maid, a part of the clan since she was a kid, don’t be hard on her,” Felicia retorted.

“Don’t even start with she’s your favorite maid thingy cos it’s old as f+k! Get out!” Sandra ordered Island.

“Sandra.” Felicia held her.

“No! Tell her to get out of my brother’s suite,or I blow her brains off!” Sandra drew her gun.

“Thought you said I was your mother. If it was Vera who entered with her maid, you wouldn’t be like this.” Felicia said slowly.

“You’re doing this again, mentioning mum again…” Sandra lowered her arm slowly too.

“Cos no matter what, you and your siblings will never see me as a mother!” Felicia snapped.

There was silence after that, and Island smiled inwardly, too happy that Felicia is always on her side.

Felicia got a call from Don Anthony, and that eased the tension.

She left the suite for the park.

Getting there, she met Don Anthony with Nino, both about to drive out.

Island smiled at Nino, but Nino threw his face away, and she pinched herself on the thigh.

“The shipments in Hong Kong might be coming home soon. Matador is currently in Chicago, I’m gonna go see him, set a meeting and make a deal.” Anthony said.

“Matador? Boss of the Chinese mafia? It won’t be easy. That animal is tough.” Felicia said.

“If I fail, Leo is always ready to teach miscreants like him a lesson.” Anthony replied, wearing his shades.

“Of course,” Felicia smiled, giving him a kiss through the window.

Sandra joined them.

“Be merciless dad, be karmic. Try not to smile.” She said.

Anthony smiled at her before rolling up his window.

Her eyes met with Nino’s on the driver’s seat, and Nino bowed slightly for her before driving out to the clan.

Island sneered secretly at Sandra.

Sandra went back to Bobby’s Suite, leaving Donna Felicia and Island.

“I have a report to make,” Island said suddenly, clamping her fingers.

“Spill,” Felicia faced her.

“Hilda, the head cleaner, she stole food from the clan kitchen for the thieves. I saw her.” Island said.

Felicia sighed, then a little mean smirk which says trouble.

“Get guards with yourself, bring Hilda and the two thieves to me. They’ll vomit the food, and Hilda will lose a leg.” She said smoothly.

“Guards? I’m enough, Donna. I’ll drag them to you.” Island smiled.

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[Sinners Assembly Quarters]

Hilda promised to get lunch, but before Robert and Ivanna finished cleaning half of the quarters, Hilda brought them a plate of food.

A breakfast burrito.

Not so large, but it’s better than nothing at all.

The siblings settled at the staircase, eating the meal in peace. At the same time, Ivanna is subtly thinking about what’s gonna happen next.

What’s Leonardo planning next? She can’t be caught unawares.

Hilda stayed at the end of the staircase, watching them eat with a little smile to her face.

“I can’t thank you enough, for real. We were starving.” Robert said.

“Thank you, Hilda.” Ivanna added.

“Be fast with it, before anyone sees.” Hilda replied.

“Are you sure no one will really find out? I heard stealing from the kitchen is punishable by death.” Robert said.

“I was careful, don’t worry.” Hilda nodded with assurance.

“You weren’t careful enough, cos I saw you!” Island said loudly, rushing into the quarters.

Robert and Ivanna stood.

“You can’t be here to cause trouble again! I gave them my breakfast, so I didn’t steal anything!” Hilda confessed.

“Hilda it was your breakfast?” Ivanna said shockingly.

“I don’t care! You’ve been summoned by Donna Felicia, and I’ve been ordered to drag you three!” Island spewed arrogantly.

“We haven’t met outside this clan before, so I don’t understand your hate for us,” Ivanna said.

“And your disrespect for Hilda? She could be your mother.” Robert added.

Island grinned, unfolding her arms from her flat chest.

“I’ll tell Donna Felicia to cut off your tongues, unworthy animals!” She slammed, pushing Hilda out of her way very roughly.

“Argg!” Hilda whimpered, holding her back tightly.

Island literally jumped up the staircase to them, bit before she could lay hands on them, Robert blocked Ivanna.

Island was quick to throw a punch, then two, then three.

She used her palm too, and they all landed without mercy on Robert’s face, causing him a little nosebleed.

She’s quite good.

“Robert!” Ivanna gasped protectively, but before she could face Island, Robert himself faced Island.

Unexpectedly, he gripped her by the neck, hitting her back on the metal railings.

The railings shook violently, and Island coughed.

He’s holding her jugular, so she couldn’t even move her hands.

Her eyes grew wide, too wide.

Hilda’s eyes are very wide below the staircase too.

Isn’t Robert supposed to be the gentle one? What???

“I have my sister’s hot temper too, don’t force me to unleash it on you!” Robert threatened angrily.

Island choked.

TBC.

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The torn flesh. The sound that followed. The hot blood that flowed and splashed dots on Ivanna’s face.

Everything acted as her catalyst. They sped up the movement of her hands, and the whippings intensified.

Remembering how he also whipped her in this same manner, remembering how he made her blow his d+k, remembering the brutal punches and kicks her gave her in the holding room, how he pulled the trigger on Ginny, how Lissa nearly killed her or how he made Robert watch the c+k sucking.

There was too much to reckon for, so much that even the whippings felt useless cos as she whipped, he smiled. He probably isn’t even feeling the pains like she did cos he looks like the Ghost they call him.

Like he can’t feel at all.

She slammed the fiftieth whip on his chest, and that spot bled like the other spots she has whipped.

As she whipped, his skin tore, and his blood wasted, wetting the whip. The whip is bleeding too.

“You should have said you wanted to do this, would have gifted you a bowl of food. Your slutty self would at least eat and get enough energy. Ain’t feeling your whippings, at all.” He muttered, head tiled.

“Shut up!!!!” She growled, slamming the whip on his lower back. It curled on his body, and when she pulled it, his flesh tore again, just like hers did when he was whipping her.

“You probably spent all energy sucking my cock. Tell me, was your p+$s¥ dripping back then? When you had it in your mouth, was your p+nty soaked? You’ve never dated, so I’d understand if your whoring self was turned on.” He said again, each word carrying the needed sting.

She knows he’s intentionally egging her with the words,, so she closed her ears to him, focusing on the whippings as the 88th stroke landed on his body.

“I forgot…you have a best friend… Hayden? You both dated a year before your college graduation—best friends turned cringe lovers, but after graduation, you both took a break from the relationship cos you both wanted to focus on your individual worthless lives first. But then…your parents were crushed in the construction accident. How did it feel when you saw them soaked in blood? How did it feel when you saw them on the fuckin coma bed? Storytime!” He chuckled madly.

“I said….shut up!!!!” Ivanna screamed, landing the 99th stroke—the last.

The whip fell from her, and she stood on the flat stone, stretching her arms.

She grabbed his neck.

“Don’t mention my parents with your filthy mouth, and don’t mention Hayden. Don’t!” 

As she choked, he chuckled again, his eyes seeming to be paying homage to insanity. He doesn’t look sane at this point, and it’s strange.

How could someone with several torn flesh look totally fine? 

How could someone who just received 99 strokes look completely satisfied with it?

He even looks like he wants more, which is why he’s saying her dark life story to provoke her.

“I don’t know what type of wire broke in your head, but don’t mess with my parents, and don’t mess with Hayden with your sickness. You killed Ginny, and you’ve used me like a pig, but—”

“I haven’t even started using you, whore. Now that you started the music, you should learn to dance to it. Wait till you won’t be able to breathe without my order. You have no idea what’s in stock.” He cut her off, his seriousness coming back.

Like he wasn’t the one who was chuckling and smiling sickly earlier.

Like he wasn’t the one who was provoking her.

Definitely, he’s bipolar with several personalities, and she has seen close to three tonight.

What’s going on?

“I don’t care what you do to me, so far you don’t touch my brother,” she replied, letting go of his neck.

She jumped down the rock.

He went silent, entering his mute mode. Another side of him.

“You could have avoided the pepper spray and the stone, clearly. When you came to this northern hemisphere, you were sure I was gonna be here, and you knew I wasn’t gonna wait without plan, so you came here, ready to take anything I did to you. You willingly let me capture you.” She said.

He still stayed silent.

“And when you woke up to meet yourself tied up, first thing you did was looking at the ropes I used, and I saw the smirk on your face afterwards. You clearly would have cut the rope to pieces with one drag if you wanted to, but you intentionally didn’t, cos you were eagar for what I wanted to do, and when I started whipping you, you still didn’t free yourself cos you were enjoying it, you pain-loving bîtch!” She spat.

Leonardo cracked his neck before looking up. The blood on his face has dried now.

“Great analysation, you could be the clan’s analyst.” He muttered, looking bored at this point.

Another new expression entirely formed on his face.

“You’re insanely bipolar, can’t even hide it,” Ivanna muttered, her hate getting rebuilt, so tall she wants to whip him another 99.

No. 999.

“Hiders are idiots, wonder woman.” Leonardo groaned, violently pulling the root rope he was tied with.

Just like she predicted, the rope shredded to pieces, and he landed on the ground heavily on his big boots.

He threw thew rope pieces at her face, and some debris entered her eyes from it.

She rubbed her lashes.

Leonardo sat on the rock, the moon is brighter now, and it made his bloody body shine as crimson flowed.

From a short distance, the foot pounds of the guards could be heard around that hemisphere.

Two more seconds, they’d be here.

“Like I said, you can do anything you want with me. Drag me to hell if you want, but I can’t promise I won’t retaliate. Just don’t touch my brother, and tell Lissa to—”

“Miss….” He eyed her, his eyes cooking her on spot.

Now, he looks angry. Another side of him. She has lost count of his expressions.

“Lissa.” He finished his statement, correcting her.

“Who do you think you are to tell me to tell Issa anything? F+k, you’re an unbearable fool. Don’t ever use your filthy mouth to call her fuckin came. To you, she’s queen. When you see her, you kneel, and bow your empty head!” He glared like he wants to kill her and bury her under a tree here.

Ivanna stayed quiet, balling her fists again till they whitened totally.

“Boss!!!” The voice of two guards broke into the scene as they appeared from the top slope.

When they sighted his bloodied body, they alerted the others with their earbuds.

In another second, that northern hemisphere is full of them.

It’s like all the clan guards are here. There are more than two hundred as the northern is very large.

They ran to him, each with their guns intact. Seeing Leonardo’s wounded body up-close, they aimed straight, ready to take Ivanna out.

“I’m not in the mood to hear gunshots,” Leonardo stated.

That was enough to make them lower their guns.

He brought his lighter and a cigar stick out of his pocket, and the moment he flicked fire on the cigar and started smoking…

“Leo!!” Lissa’s voice came from the top slope too.

She didn’t walk like the guards.

She jumped, rolling down the slope till she got to a tree which she held and curled with, pointing her legs forward.

She landed, right in front of Leonardo.

“Holy shit! Leo your skin!” She shouted, touching him, touching blood, touching the broken flesh.

He just continued smoking.

“F+k! F+k!! F+k!!!!” Lissa screamed madly, facing Ivanna with raging, bitter eyes that could murder.

She was with her in a beat, hooking her throat and slamming her back on the nearest palmtree.

Ivanna felt her backbone shifting and her bones resetting, but she didn’t make a sound.

She’s good at that. Keeping it in.

“How dare you! How dare you even touch him!!! Do you have any idea what you just did? Do you? If this news should reach Calabria in Italy, if it reaches The Ndrangheta, if it reaches the ancestral home headed by the Padrino Marko, you will die multiple times, your brother will be forced to eat your corpse before he’s killed too, then they will proceed to kill anyone you’ve ever met!” She growled, choking her hard till Ivanna saw red behind her closed lids.

“You shouldn’t have touched Leo, at all. I know he allowed this, cos no one can even touch a strand of hair on him without receiving death! He intentionally allowed you to do this to make you feel yourself a bit, so don’t think you won, cos now is when your hell starts!”

She let go of Ivanna and landed a thunderous slap on her face.

Ivanna still didn’t move, so she drew her gun, aiming for Ivanna’s knees and wanting to split them…

“Hands down, Issa.” Leonardo’s voice came, and Lissa threw him a gaze.

He has finished smoking, and now he’s just flipping his lighter.

“What do you mean hands down? She has to be handicapped before her real judgement starts! I’m condemning her legs and we won’t even give her a wheelchair! She’d crawl on her flat ass!” Lissa insisted.

“Hands down,” Leonardo replied, voice surprisingly calm.

“Leooo…” She groaned, and he stood.

“If she’s handicapped, how would the game turn out good?” He said.

“I hate when you do your f+kery! I hate hate it!” Lissa complained.

“Get her back to the estate, make her continue her cleaning like nothing happened.” Leonardo instructed.

“Yes Boss.” The guards chorused, and some of them grabbed her.

Ivanna followed, staying obedient as they dragged her out of the forest.

“You know I hate you like mad right now,” Lissa said.

“That’s a feeling, at least you still feel something.” He replied, giving her hair a possessive stroke before walking past her, up the slope.

“Stronza” she muttered.

—

[Back In The Clan]

It’s 5am when the guards returned with Ivanna.

Robert was in the Sinners Assembly Quarters, cleaning the staircase when she got back.

He immediately dropped his napkin, coming up the staircase to meet her.

“Iva…what did you do again? You went into the reserve forest? Why? How? The guards were all talking about it and they w—”

“Robert, from now on, you’ll be safe here. I promise that, I’ll be the one to bear the brunt of my actions.” Ivanna cut him off, and he blinked once.

“What do you mean? What exactly happened inside the forest? How are you back in one piece?” 

“Don’t ask questions, and from now on, just do whatever Bacardi tells you to do. Maybe you can buy her trust.” She replied gently with him.

Robert sighed, not knowing what to even say again.

“You two are slacking off!” Hilda said loudly from below the staircase.

They quickly separated, and Ivanna got the mop stick, dipping it in water to start cleaning the floors.

Robert resumed cleaning the staircase.

Hilda came close to Ivanna, shaking her head.

“Never have I met someone like you who doesn’t fear death at all. You ran into the reserve forest? For what? The most amusing part is that you came back unhurt, how? I still don’t know why Sir Leo isn’t killing you and your brother yet. Normally he enjoys torturing sinners till they beg for death, but you…” Hilda sighed.

Ivanna looked at her.

“This year January, there was a guy named Stanley, he was part of the mobsters. In fact, a top member who was Sir Leo’s closest man. Stanley betrayed the clan by trying to kill Sir Leo, you know what happened afterwards?” Hilda said, resting an arm sleazily on her waist.

“Stanley attended the Sinners Assembly just like you and your siblings. He was interrogated about why he wanted to kill Sir Leo, what was his motivation, but he wouldn’t speak, so…Sir Leo cut off his head, but that wasn’t all. Back then, there was a mad uncle here called Uncle Thaddeus,… Thaddeus received orders from Sir Leo, and he took Stanley’s headless body to the middle of Chicago, on the overhead bridge. There, he burned Stanley’s body and dissolved the ashes in the river under that bridge.” Hilda narrated.

“Why are you telling me this? To scare me?” Ivanna replied.

“No. I don’t see fear in your eyes, and as much as I like that, I have to remind you that you’re in the House Of Esposito—the Outfit Clan. Sir Leo isn’t killing you now doesn’t mean he won’t kill you later. Don’t be foolish, and I’m saying this again, don’t provoke him, he’s very bipolar.” Hilda lowered her voice.

“Don Anthony loves Sir Leo a lot, but the Padrino is worse. I mean the Godfather who’s in Italy. Padrino Marko adores Sir Leo too much, and if your matter gets to him, you’re dead. Flat.” Hilda whispered.

Ivanna couldn’t blinked as she stared at the woman.

Someone cleared her throat not far from them, and they both turned to see Island standing by the wall, grimacing at them.

“Hilda, when did you become so nosy? You’ve always minded your business, but now you don’t only gossip about Sir Leo, you also gossip about Padrino Marko, even Don Anthony. You’re bold” She said.

She wore a very thick cardigan and joggers, covering herself up completely to fight the cold from the drowning she did yesterday.

She really drowned till she fainted. She only woke up this morning and sent the video to Lissa.

Hilda walked up to her.

“Last time I checked, you’re a maid, and I’m a cleaner. I don’t think you have any right to criticize whatever I do.” She said.

Island took a broomstick from the ground, swinging it skillfully to Hilda’s back.

“Aghh!!” Hilda groaned.

“Hey!” Robert rushed over, blocking the woman from Island.

“Don’t you ever compare yourself to me again, hag! You’re a cleaner, and I am a maid to Donna Felicia! Even Miss Lissa doesn’t play with me so watch what you say, and for gossiping, I’m reporting you to Donna Felicia myself!” Island pushed past them, up the staircase.

“Hilda, are you ok?” Robert asked, still holding the woman.

Hilda kept holding her back, groaning painfully.

Ivanna joined them.

“I thought I heard every maid and cleaner here is trained, even the old ones.” She said.

“Yes, everyone’s trained including me, but…” Hilda replied, lifting her blouse from her back to reveal a large surgical scar there.

“I got into an accident years ago, and I hurt my spine. I got surgery, but a year after, I fell and hurt my spine again. The wound reopened inside. I can’t fight anymore.” Hilda explained.

“I’m so sorry.” Robert said pitifully.

“You could get surgery again,” Ivanna suggested.

“I don’t want to, it’s 50/50, and I don’t wanna die yet.” Hilda smiled.

Ivanna kept looking at her.

“Oh don’t give me that pitiful look. Get back to work you both. It’d probably take all day to clean everywhere. I’ll get you both lunch, I promise… even if I have to steal from the kitchen.” Hilda smiled, leaving them to go for the staircase.

“And…” She suddenly looked back. “Avoid Island too. She’s Donna Felicia’s favorite maid, so she’s arrogant, and if she reports you to Donna, not even gawd can save you.”

She left them afterwards, and Ivanna exchanged glances with Robert.

“Coming here might be the worse mistake of our lives, Joy.” He said.

“It is,” Ivanna muttered, rubbing her key pendant necklace.

—

[Hayden’s Vet Clinic]

The breeze carried the meows of Dusk around the small clinic.

The cat sat on top of a table, looking very uncomfortable. She has been restless since last night—since Hayden brought the strange lady in.

The lady is on a small bed in a corner in the clinic, currently asleep.

After Hayden removed her arm bullet last night, he had disinfected it and treated her with everything he could get his hands on.

Thankfully, she didn’t lose too much blood, so it wasn’t severe.

He sedated her, and that’s why she’s still asleep.

Hayden came back from his apartment at the back of the clinic, holding a plate of Dusk’s favorite cereal which he dropped gently in front of her.

But the cat pushed the plate away with it’s paw, and Hayden frowned.

“You’ve been like this since last night, Dusk. Is there anything I should be worried about?” He said, carrying her

Dusk jumped down from his arms.

“Is it the pregnancy mood swings? You’ve never been like this before…” He muttered.

“It’s probably uncomfortable with my presence.” The stranger’s voice said from the corner.

“You’re awake?” Hayden went to her, and she stood from the bed with a slight smile, glancing shortly at her bandaged arm.

“I didn’t know there are still good people in this city. You actually treated me.” 

“I couldn’t ignore, I wasn’t brought up that way, but who shot you? Why?” Hayden asked.

“I simply shot myself to get your attention, and also…test your emotional depth.” She replied.

Hayden frowned in total confusion.

“I’m Moona, but I prefer to be called Moo,” she stretched her arm forward, but Hayden refused.

“What do you mean you shot yourself?”

“I know you’re desperate to find your friends, and I’m your only way. Take my hand, let’s work together.” She said with a chilling smile.

The glitter makeup on her eyelids shone with the lights.

“Who are you!” Hayden demanded.

She dropped her hand, coming closer to give him a slight push.

“I don’t expect you’d give in easily. In fact, this is only just an intro. I’ll see you again, very soon.” She whispered.

She unwrapped the bandage on her shot arm and threw it at the pregnant cat, then she smiled at Hayden again before walking out.

Hayden rushed to the door, but she was already gone.

He carried Dusk, and only then did he realize he has been breathing so out of line.

He started trying to balance his breaths.

“Who’s…she? What are those tattoos on her arms? They look too meaningful.” He muttered.

—

[Michigan Avenue Road, 5:30am]

The Armandos mansion is located somewhere in the deep estates of this avenue, and that’s why Lissa’s car is driving through the road this early in the morning.

She left the clan cos she was annoyed with Leonardo’s refusal.

How could he refuse to let her shoot the thief girl on the knees and ruin her ability to walk, just because he’s playing a silly cat and mouse game?

At this point, she’d have to put a call through to Padrino Marko in Italy and make him come here.

But before then, she has somewhere to be this early morning.

“Stop the car,” she ordered, and her driver obeyed.

The driver is also her umbrella maid—Emma.

Lissa came out of the backseat, went to the driver’s seat to take the steering wheel for Emma.

She shut the door, driving away and leaving Emma on that road.

Emma had to wait a little bit till 6am before she ordered Uber that came to take her home.

Getting home, she met Penny just getting home too cos she had spent the night at the clan just like Lissa.

“Aren’t you supposed to be with Lalissa?” Penny asked.

Emma kept silent.

“Where’s my daughter?”  Penny glared.

“She went to visit that place again,” Emma replied.

“She disappeared again? To visit where she usually goes to visit? Where exactly is that? This ain’t her first, second or tenth time of disappearing to visit that place!” Penny demanded.

“I really have no idea. Since she started going to that place, she has never carried me along.” Emma said quickly to avoid strangling.

“If it happens to be a man’s place, Lalissa will have to kill me cos it has to be Leo or no one else! Don Anthony is only lying to himself, Leo and Lalissa will get married right in front of him!” Penny slammed her car shut, entering the house.

Maids took her bag, and she settled on the couch as her eyes met the TV.

The news is sizzling this morning with the dead of Mayor Cliff.

He was found strangled to death in his car at RM hotel park, right beside the charity hall.

His eight guards were killed too, and there were no traces at all.

Penny laughed satisfactorily.

“You shouldn’t have messed with the Outfit, and you shouldn’t have tried to chase clout with my company accident, he-goat!” 

She received a call from her new secretary, and she swiped green with unfiltered happiness.

“Any helpful news?”

“The ten remaining patients at the hospital are all dead. I paid the doctors to inject them with chemicals like you ordered.” The secretary said.

“What a good news, a good way to start my morning,” Penny smiled, taking her earl grey tea mug from the maid who brought it.

She sipped.

“But there’s a problem, two of the patients are missing. The Cooper couple. They’ve been missing from the hospital since four days ago.” The secretary continued.

“You mean the parents of the thieves?” Penny smirked.

“Yes ma’am,” 

“I have a feeling Leo took them, but then…if Leo took them, I’d have heard about it in the clan.” Penny dropped her tea up.

“Listen, Investigate everything that went down at the hospital on the day they went missing, they have a friend Hayden. Locate him and torture him to tell you what he knows, I don’t care. I’ll call Donna Felicia to ask if Leo has a hand in it.” Penny ordered.

“Right on it” the secretary replied, and Penny clicked red.

—

[A Private Gravesite]

Mayor Cliff’s burial wasn’t dragged at all. His wife insisted that he should be buried early this morning after his body was discovered last night.

He died of strangulation, and she’s very sure of where it came from, so what’s the point of keeping his body?

The burial is a sad one with his fellow political men, family and a good number of friends.

But as the body was lowered into the grave, an additional car stopped behind the others.

After the engines died, Leonardo came out of the driver’s seat, and Bacardi stepped out of the other side, both clad in black suits like they’re part of the mourning family.

No one recognized them as part of The Outfit cos their suits covered their tattoos, so the people just assumed they’re unknown friends.

Bacardi even poured sand in the grave, but under her black shades, she’s smiling.

The wife suddenly came to them, noticing their strangeness.

“How did you know my husband?” She asked in a small, grievous voice.

“Cos he was a debtor? Owing my clan some billions?” Leonardo said, straight to the point.

He really doesn’t want to waste more time than he has.

The wife understood immediately, and her eyes widened with terror.

“The…the Outf—”

That was all she said before the mourning people scattered. They didn’t wait to hear the rest before everyone ran to their cars.

As they drove fearfully out of the gravesite, their cars were colliding, and a lot left with crashed cars. Some left their cars behind, chosing to run.

The wife was already on her knees, and both Leonardo and Bacardi aimed their guns at her head, romancing her hair with the cold ruthless metals.

As Leonardo raised his arm, tightly cocking his gun, he badly wants to feel pains from the wounds under his suit, but he’s feeling nothing, and that annoyed him.

He allowed the bitter-lipped whore to beat him just so he could feel pains, so why is he still numb to it?

He cocked his head, staring down at the wife ragingly.

“Get your husband’s debt to us, right now, or you join him in this grave.” Bacardi said from the other side.

“You heard her,” Leonardo muttered, rolling his eyes back.

The wife picked her phone, with trembling hands. 

She called the lawyer in charge of her husband’s will.

—

[House Of Esposito, Bobby’s Suite]

Sandra is inside the bedroom with Bobby who has been injected into coma since yesterday following Don Anthony’s orders.

She checked his vitals, sneering when she saw it’s all ok.

“Why do I feel like this isn’t gonna end well when he wakes,” she muttered.

“What do you mean?” Donna Felicia asked, coming in with Island.

“What the f+k is Island doing here? Inside Bobby’s Suite? Mum!” Sandra shot up from the bed.

“Island is my maid, a part of the clan since she was a kid, don’t be hard on her,” Felicia retorted.

“Don’t even start with she’s your favorite maid thingy cos it’s old as f+k! Get out!” Sandra ordered Island.

“Sandra.” Felicia held her.

“No! Tell her to get out of my brother’s suite,or I blow her brains off!” Sandra drew her gun.

“Thought you said I was your mother. If it was Vera who entered with her maid, you wouldn’t be like this.” Felicia said slowly.

“You’re doing this again, mentioning mum again…” Sandra lowered her arm slowly too.

“Cos no matter what, you and your siblings will never see me as a mother!” Felicia snapped.

There was silence after that, and Island smiled inwardly, too happy that Felicia is always on her side.

Felicia got a call from Don Anthony, and that eased the tension.

She left the suite for the park.

Getting there, she met Don Anthony with Nino, both about to drive out.

Island smiled at Nino, but Nino threw his face away, and she pinched herself on the thigh.

“The shipments in Hong Kong might be coming home soon. Matador is currently in Chicago, I’m gonna go see him, set a meeting and make a deal.” Anthony said.

“Matador? Boss of the Chinese mafia? It won’t be easy. That animal is tough.” Felicia said.

“If I fail, Leo is always ready to teach miscreants like him a lesson.” Anthony replied, wearing his shades.

“Of course,” Felicia smiled, giving him a kiss through the window.

Sandra joined them.

“Be merciless dad, be karmic. Try not to smile.” She said.

Anthony smiled at her before rolling up his window.

Her eyes met with Nino’s on the driver’s seat, and Nino bowed slightly for her before driving out to the clan.

Island sneered secretly at Sandra.

Sandra went back to Bobby’s Suite, leaving Donna Felicia and Island.

“I have a report to make,” Island said suddenly, clamping her fingers.

“Spill,” Felicia faced her.

“Hilda, the head cleaner, she stole food from the clan kitchen for the thieves. I saw her.” Island said.

Felicia sighed, then a little mean smirk which says trouble.

“Get guards with yourself, bring Hilda and the two thieves to me. They’ll vomit the food, and Hilda will lose a leg.” She said smoothly.

“Guards? I’m enough, Donna. I’ll drag them to you.” Island smiled.

—

[Sinners Assembly Quarters]

Hilda promised to get lunch, but before Robert and Ivanna finished cleaning half of the quarters, Hilda brought them a plate of food.

A breakfast burrito.

Not so large, but it’s better than nothing at all.

The siblings settled at the staircase, eating the meal in peace. At the same time, Ivanna is subtly thinking about what’s gonna happen next.

What’s Leonardo planning next? She can’t be caught unawares.

Hilda stayed at the end of the staircase, watching them eat with a little smile to her face.

“I can’t thank you enough, for real. We were starving.” Robert said.

“Thank you, Hilda.” Ivanna added.

“Be fast with it, before anyone sees.” Hilda replied.

“Are you sure no one will really find out? I heard stealing from the kitchen is punishable by death.” Robert said.

“I was careful, don’t worry.” Hilda nodded with assurance.

“You weren’t careful enough, cos I saw you!” Island said loudly, rushing into the quarters.

Robert and Ivanna stood.

“You can’t be here to cause trouble again! I gave them my breakfast, so I didn’t steal anything!” Hilda confessed.

“Hilda it was your breakfast?” Ivanna said shockingly.

“I don’t care! You’ve been summoned by Donna Felicia, and I’ve been ordered to drag you three!” Island spewed arrogantly.

“We haven’t met outside this clan before, so I don’t understand your hate for us,” Ivanna said.

“And your disrespect for Hilda? She could be your mother.” Robert added.

Island grinned, unfolding her arms from her flat chest.

“I’ll tell Donna Felicia to cut off your tongues, unworthy animals!” She slammed, pushing Hilda out of her way very roughly.

“Argg!” Hilda whimpered, holding her back tightly.

Island literally jumped up the staircase to them, bit before she could lay hands on them, Robert blocked Ivanna.

Island was quick to throw a punch, then two, then three.

She used her palm too, and they all landed without mercy on Robert’s face, causing him a little nosebleed.

She’s quite good.

“Robert!” Ivanna gasped protectively, but before she could face Island, Robert himself faced Island.

Unexpectedly, he gripped her by the neck, hitting her back on the metal railings.

The railings shook violently, and Island coughed.

He’s holding her jugular, so she couldn’t even move her hands.

Her eyes grew wide, too wide.

Hilda’s eyes are very wide below the staircase too.

Isn’t Robert supposed to be the gentle one? What???

“I have my sister’s hot temper too, don’t force me to unleash it on you!” Robert threatened angrily.

Island choked.

TBC.

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