All Chapters of Dooming the mafia devil : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

RAPHEAL The eerie silence had returned. The kind that had a way of growing its teeth in the house. There was nothing comforting nor peaceful about it, rather it was invasive. It crawled beneath my skin, sat heavy on my chest and whispered thoughts of death everyday. There was nothing worth living for. Thanks to the stunt I pulled with Delanxy, the public opinion about me sank further and our stocks took a deeper dive, leading to a needed suspension, with her taking the reigns. The clock by the bedside made a sudden blaring sound, reading it's time as 6am. The sound made me recall that Serafina would always toss is across the room each morning with a loud groan. “God!! Get rid of that thing, Rapheal. It always interrupts my beauty sleep.” She would mutter and bury her hair further in my chest. Heaven knew I missed those days. Those days when I would always look forward to going to bed, because I get to snuggle her warm, luscious and ample

SERAFINA How did I get here? I think I know. I was trying everything within me not to think about Rapheal. So my best bet was to go on a man hunting spree for Don Columbus. And now, I was being skeptical about having made the right decision. With a swift turn, I stabbed the last CCTV camera in his front balcony and snuggled it into the massive room, dimly lit from the silver coloured chandelier which hung above the setting. A gigantic bed cladded in black cotton duvet was situated in the middle of the room, next to it were two small bedside drawers and a massive portrait of him above the headboard. A couch sat opposite the bed, with a fur rug beneath it and a small winery. Columbus wasn't an easy man. If I had to work with him, I needed to clear the leverage he had against me, which is the evidence of the murder I committed for him. Amongst all his properties, the villa was his most treasured and my instinct was hammering about it. Knowing I cou

RAPHEALFew hours before: It all felt surreal. When my eyes fluttered open, the first thing I saw was a white blinding light. I thought to myself, that this was me facing judgement. Until the sound of a beeping machine interrupted my thoughts. That was when I glanced around realized I was at the hospital. How? There was no way falling from that gallery wouldn't have killed me. Yuanita had died the same way after all. I was about to pull the suddenly suffocating oxygen mask away when Delanxy suddenly trolled in, causing me to remain in my position. Even though my head was throbbing along with my heart, I forced myself to grasp what she was saying. “Sir Dekom’s condition is getting better.” A female voice announced, elated. “He should be awake in few hours.” “Are you sure about this?” Delanxy sounded like she was distraught. “Yes ma'am.” The female voice replied. “Honestly, it's a medical miracle that he's fast recovering given the severity of his

SERAFINA. A sweet aroma wafted into my nostrils and jolted me from sleep. Though I was still heavily drained by the escapades from the previous night, I was sober enough to realize that Rapheal was making breakfast and a warm smile crossed my lips. Slipping into my flops, I went ahead to take a warm shower and threw on a comfortable sweat shirt and shorts. Following the recent incidents, we sure had a really long way to go about it. En route to the kitchen, I caught his figure glistening with sweat as he flipped the pancakes he was making back into its pan. His toned abs and muscles flexed effortlessly under the white vest and a lump of air formed in my throat. Why the hell was he so good looking? “Breakfast is almost ready Sera.” His voice cut through my thoughts. “Unless you desire something else for breakfast.” Flushed, I rolled my eyes and headed to the kitchen to join him. “You're such a gloat.” He flashed me a smile and pulled me into his arms, cir

SERAFINA Once out of the car, I checked out my outfit to be sure it was going to execute it's mission tonight. I knew by the time Rapheal woke up, he wouldn't be happy with my decision so I had to make sure everything went according to plan. In a fitted white button-up shirt beneath a deep burgundy corset which I paired with a short pleated skirt that shows just enough of my toned legs and matching knee-high burgundy boots, I was certain about my mission tonight. To crosscheck, I dialed Ruben again and he picked after the second ring. “We are ready ma'am.” He announced to my delight. “Stay close and remember the plan. This cannot flop.” “I'm with you, ma'am.” He exhaled. “Stay safe too. Sir Rapheal would have my head if anything happens to you.” “I will.” Disconnecting the call, I reapplied my lip gloss, threw a minty gum into my mouth and headed to the gate. As expected, I was not granted access. The security man instead sized me