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172. Tabitha
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2026-05-30 23:34:34
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In My Godfather’s Bed 223. Enzo
Enzo:The train moved slowly along the tracks. Everyone else was conversing in low tones while I was looking at the security footage. From what I could see, Tabitha had left her room for the kitchen. She was sitting at the kitchen island, talking to Edwardo, who had just made a tray of samosas.Nothing looked out of the ordinary. I had checked the time stamps, and everything was in place. There was nothing strange going on. Maybe whatever Edwardo told her must have lifted her spirits a little. Maybe we would actually have a better chance of figuring this mess out as soon as I got back. “So are you sure that you have no idea of what the Ma..”The girl was pinched sharply, and she immediately kept quiet and looked around. Even though we were alone, we couldn’t risk talking so carelessly. “If I had the faintest idea of what they were after, then there would be a point to me dragging you all along on this,” I muttered, not lifting my head. “I would have given them what they wanted with
In My Godfather’s Bed 222. Tabitha
Tabitha:I opened my eyes, and the first thing that hit my lungs was the smell of wine mixed with cigarette smoke. I tried to stand up, but my head hurt, and my wrists felt raw. I looked down at them; they were red like someone had used a sponge and aggressively scrubbed them.“Where am I?” I sat up, and I looked around. This wasn't a familiar place. The ceilings were too high. The furniture looked old and distinguished. The rug smelled slightly of alcohol and smoke. This was not a place that I knew.I tried to stand up, but my knees gave out, and I collapsed to the floor. My mind was going haywire, questions popping in and out, and slowly, I began to remember how I got there.Edwardo…I was talking to him in my room, and then he gave me some samosas to eat, and then the next thing I knew, it went dark, and I ended up here. I sat up and hugged myself tight, looking around the dimly lit exotic ancient room. Why did he have to do this? Who was asking him to do this? What did they want
In My Godfather’s Bed 221. Enzo
Enzo:“Let me get this straight. You want us to follow you to Westlean Avenue Road so that you can search the house of your old friend to retrieve some information that he might have had about the Red Mafia when he was working for them back in the day?”I nodded slowly. And here I was thinking that I was going to have to explain it multiple times before they could understand what I was saying.“And what makes you think that we would want to put our lives on the line for you? I mean, look at Sandy. She didn't even do anything serious apart from helping you decode a piece of paper, and they slit her throat for it.”“I am well aware of what the Red Mafia did to send Sandy,” I said calmly, “but if we don't stop them they are going to do something much worse and do you think that they will just stop at Sandy, or me, or my ward?”They all looked around the room at each other, and I allowed the question to sit in the air.“I am not asking you to put your lives on the line; I'm only asking yo
In My Godfather’s Bed 220. Tabitha
Tabitha:The knocking stopped. My heart was still racing. Who was at the door? Had the person gone? Was it a burglar?I moved on the bed, and then a soft voice came from the other side of the door.“Tabitha? It’s me.”“Edwardo?”Without a second thought, I hurried to the door and flung it open. Edwardo stood at the door, oven mitts on his hands while he held a tray of samosas. I wanted to cry right then and there. I wasn’t alone anymore. Oh, thank God!“Are you alright?” he asked, coming in, setting the tray on the bedside table and taking a seat in the chair at my desk. The door was wide open. I wasn’t surprised. After the last incident, there was no way that he wanted to incur Enzo’s wrath.“What’s happening, Tabitha?” he asked, passing me a samosa. I tasted it. It was just as amazing as the first time I tasted it. I didn’t even know when tears began to roll down my cheeks.“I’m a failure, Edwardo,” I cried, still stuffing my face with samosas because what else was I to do? “Enzo is
In My Godfather’s Bed 219. Enzo
Enzo:The hospital was fortified like a fortress. I had guards posted at every level of the hospital, and there were two standing next to Sandy's door and Andrew's as well. There was no way I was going to take any chances with their lives.I paced the hallway trying to reach Tabitha, but there was no answer. What did I even expect? Of course, she was ignoring me on purpose. Sometimes that girl could be so infuriating.“Trying to call your other woman?”Natasha came up behind me, smiling from ear to ear. She has gone home, had a bath, changed up and come back to the hospital, which was very surprising for someone like her. I thought that once she got the opportunity to go home, she wasn't ever going to come back. It seemed like she cared more about her nephew than I thought.“Tabitha isn't the other woman,” I replied firmly, folding my arms across my chest, “and Sandy is helping me with something important.”“Sandy?’ Natasha tested her name and made a face. “Did I ever tell you that yo
In My Godfather’s Bed 218. Tabitha
Tabitha:Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! How could I have been so stupid?!I wanted to scream, to shout, to punch a wall, but what good would it have done? Enzo was right. I was a terrible person. I have friends in danger, I had disobeyed everything that everyone was trying to tell me, and now Andrew was lying in the hospital clinging on to a sliver of hope that he would live.“Why didn't I just listen?” I screamed into my pillow as tears ran down my face. “Why didn't I just allow things to be the way they were?”And the sad thing was that I knew deep down that Enzo was right. If he had told me about who Collin was, his affiliations to my dad, I was almost certain that I would have gone after him, that I would have done something stupid and reckless in a bid to avenge my dad's death, just like I did today with Andrew.I buried my face deeper into my pillow and cried even louder. Everything else hr had said was true, and I wasn't sure that I could even blame him for it.He saw me as a
In My Godfather’s Bed 6. Tabitha
Tabitha: My little sobs turned into screams and yelling, it felt like I was fighting with a force but I knew I wasn't. I was fighting with myself the whole time. Enzo stood beside me, his hand on my back as he gently robbed me. "It's okay, Tabby. Take in deep breaths." he muttered, this time aroun
In My Godfather’s Bed 5. Tabitha
Tabitha: “The pancakes..” I muttered and Enzo took a step backward and for a moment his face had the most embarrassed look and he was almost red but in a flash, it was gone and he was back in front of the stove. Flipping the pancakes and setting them on the plate.The fuck just happened? Did I ju
In My Godfather’s Bed 4. Tabitha
Tabitha: The pain from my hand was still there, although now faint. I tossed from one side of my bed to the other as I reeled from what the day had instilled for me. Embarrassment from what had happened or more pain. I had initially planned to stay up in my room all day but the agonizing pain
In My Godfather’s Bed 3. Enzo
Enzo Ross: She looked so small sitting there, oversized T-shirt swallowing her frame, cheeks flushed from a whole lot of emotions. Embarrassment? Pain? Maybe both, maybe more. I picked up another piece of chicken and held the fork out to her. “Open.” Her lips parted just a bit hesitant this
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