CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

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Vi's PoV :

Blood dripping.....tip. Tip. Tip.
Mom, dad, there gone.

I wake up instantly. I look around to see sunlight peeking through my curtains. It's 6:48 on the watch.

I suddenly feel something heavy around my waist. I look back to see him. Alex.

Right. I asked him to stay. That was probably the best sleep I had in a while.

They're gone.

Tears start to make my way out of my eyes as everything comes back to me.

No, I need to pull myself together. I have responsibilities. I need to take over what my father built.
I need to stop feeling.

Luckily I have a switch. I flipped it when I was 16 and decided to take my revenge. But my mother was there for me. She never let me be too far gone in my own thoughts.

She's not here anymore. And I need revenge.

I sit up and get out of the sheets leaving Alex lying there. I look at him.
I feel something again. Something I shouldn't. Not towards him.

More the reason I need to distance myself.

I start to walk towards the bathroom while checking my phone.
The BOD called me several times last night.

Probably about last night. I dial the number of Robert smith. He used to be one of my fathers most trusted friends on the leadership council. We call it the BOD since it sounds a little less illegal.

"Hello? Vi?" I hear him say.

"Hello Mr.Smith. I see you called me." I reply in an even voice.

"Yes I wanted to give you my condolences. I'm truly sorry. Your father was a great friend."

"Yeah I know." I say.

"Yes it's just the council. They want to know what happens now but if you need a few more days, it's understanda—"

" 2 pm this afternoon. At the union base." I state on the phone cutting him off.

"What?" He asks in confusion. 

"The meeting. To discuss what happens now." I say and hang up.

I start to walk inside the bathroom to get ready for work.

"What are you doing?" I hear Alex's gravelly voice as he wakes up.

"Getting ready for work." I say trying to sound even not letting my sore throat from all the crying show in my voice.

"Why?" He asks confused.

"I have a meeting at 2 pm. That's why." I say going in to brush my teeth.

"Wait. For what?"

"For my takeover. What else?" 

"Don't you think it's too sudden? I mean, they just died." He says.

I remain quiet. "I think it's too late. Maybe if they had let me takeover earlier then they would be alive." I say without hesitation.

"Vi, are you okay?" He asks trying to sound concerned.

"Don't act concerned Alex. I bet you and your father see this as an opportunity to take me down while you're at it." I say as I close the door to the bathroom in his face to get ready for the shower.

I usually like hot showers but I really need a cold one.

When I'm done I dress in a white shirt and pants. I pick up my purse and go downstairs.

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